Chapter 6

"What are you doing! Do you know how hard it took me to get you to bed? "

His neck was shrunk by Gong Yimo's ferocity. Little Gong Zhi didn't feel humility and fear. The child was the most sensitive to his emotions. He seemed to feel that the emperor's sister was hostile to him, but he was a kind-hearted person, so he was not so prepared.

"Thank you..."

He took hold of the wet clothes of the palace with foam. His big eyes were as red as a rabbit. He felt a little uneasy and guilty. His voice had not recovered yet. He said slowly in a very soft and waxy childlike voice, "thank you Emperor Sister. "

In a sentence, sister Huang, there is no reason for the palace to change the style of painting with foam. She even felt a strange refreshing feeling!

At last, she could not hold her face, and the inner villain roared to the sky!

Who would have thought that in the future, the Regent who killed his father and his brother, washed the imperial palace with blood, and killed as many people as possible, is now pitifully called her royal sister? Who would have thought?!

Seeing her relaxed expression, Gong Qiao obviously felt the other party's pleasure point. Although it was strange, he called for sister Huang hurriedly and Baba, worried like a deer, pitiful and lovely.

Gong Yimo, who was called by sister Huang, was very useful. Looking at the little boy in front of him, he didn't think it was too much of an eyesore. He was pretty good when he was a child!

"You're smart!" With a cold smile, Gong is ready to leave. Suddenly, a groan rings. Xiaogong's face turns red and looks at her timidly, covering her stomach.

The food she left is still in the yard. I'm afraid I can't eat it now

Because the food in cold palace is very rare, even though he is hungry all the time, Xiao Gong is sensible and doesn't speak, but his body doesn't listen to orders, which makes him very ashamed.

Gong Yimo naturally heard that. Her face was a little softer. Although she was still expressionless, she once again felt a steamed bread from her sleeve.

Although it's cold, Gong Jian hasn't eaten such a clean big steamed bread for a long time.

Gong with a sigh of foam and life, sat beside his bed, and touched another bottle of water. She tore the steamed bread and fed it to the child's mouth a little bit. Her movements were very stiff and careful. She obviously didn't know how to take care of the child.

So he took a sip, and he took a sip.

Xiaogong Qiao is really hungry. In such a quiet cold palace, he can only hear the sound of swallowing. His big eyes squint slightly, as if wondering if it is a dream.

The other side's fingertips are cool, his face is very impatient, but his movements are very gentle. Gong Yimo's fingers touch Gong Ji's warm lips every time he feeds them. The small mouth is dry and soft, which makes her tremble slightly every time she touches it.

This is true. The palace in front of me is really just a child.

But what about that?

The warmth didn't last for a long time. Gong Qiao clapped his clean hands. Seeing that Gong Qiao still wanted to talk, he stopped him immediately.

Deliberately ignore each other's dark eyes, palace to foam is not quite the taste of the turn of the eyes, face cold mouth.

"Come on, don't talk This cold palace is in danger. I have nothing to help you. In the future You can do it yourself! "

It's the same thing to shake her heart and sympathize with her, but miyaimo knows that she can't help a woman who killed her in the last life. Moreover, miyaimi has his own way, which is doomed to be lonely. She is not the same person.

Finish saying, look at the child's expression to get scared, also no matter whether the other side still has words, ruthless a turn to run!

Xiaogongjia 's hand was slightly stagnant and his mouth was open. At last, he didn' t say anything. He pressed the loss of his heart, and the injured expression in his eyes flashed by I'm afraid I don't want to contaminate myself Unfortunately, he didn't know each other's name.

In the morning, Gong used foam to run his internal skill for two hours before he woke up slowly. He felt refreshed every time he finished practicing his internal skill. Last night, he got caught in the rain and had a fever. It would be good immediately.

She started to practice Kung Fu a little late, but after all, she did it once. Once again, she practiced every joint skillfully. If she went on like this, she would be able to pick up all her internal skills within a few years.

At this time, the door of her cold palace was pushed open. A palace maid came in angrily and put the food box on the table. She didn't breathe. "How can you not die, little sick man?"

The moment she came in, Gong Yimo was already lying down. She remembers this maid. This is the third member of the palace to take care of her. The last two members spent a lot of money to change their posts. Also, who is willing to guard a princess with tuberculosis? Even if she is not spoiled, she will linger in the bed for four years without dying, which is a miracle.

Gong Yimo pretends to wake up. At a glance, the maid comes to the former palace to vent her anger every time she gets angry. Sometimes she disappears for a few days. She needs to be quiet in practice. She also thinks that it's better to live together in a small palace in the cold palace. Her mind is moving. It's better to be happy once and for all.

As soon as her eyes turned, she began to cough desperately with the veil she didn't know where she was coming from. Even though the maid was sick and disgusted, she left a little further, but heard the weak voice of Gong Yimo.

"Ah Blood! "On the handkerchief that is held up, there are bright bloodstains!

This scared the palace man. Without waiting for what she said, Gong Yimo said pitifully and intermittently, "no It's tuberculosis... " It's contagious!

Now! Scared the palace man hurriedly ran out. When he was far away, the palace smiled with foam.

Now, it won't be long before the cold palace where she lives will be isolated. No one will come to seriously confirm whether a princess who is not favored really has tuberculosis, so it's the best way to let her live and die.

In the future, I think that in addition to delivering rice, there will be no one who does not have long eyes running in for her trouble. She can practice at ease. Otherwise, if someone finds her abnormality, it is really trouble!

As she thought, before long, there were some palace people in a hurry. Seeing that she was in a sickly condition and had a bloody veil in her hand, she hurriedly isolated the place. After several layers of palace locks, she left only a small window for delivering food, which really made her die. For a seven-year-old, it's not cruel.

Gong Yimo smiled, so it hit her. When everyone was far away, she finally let go, jumped out of bed, took a deep breath in the yard, and began to fight.

After the rain, the sun was shining like gold, illuminating her thin little face with a little sweat. The set of external skills she practiced was the same as the internal skills. The external skills were quite similar to the Taiji she knew before crossing. The internal skills were also long and thick.