"Did Gu chenlian make this?" Gu Yanqing looked at her wrist and asked softly.
Somehow, a sour nose, tears such as broken pearls one by one out.
"Didn't you ignore me? What else are you doing back here? "
She didn't notice how wronged her voice was at the moment.
Gu Yanqing couldn't laugh or cry. She squatted down and carefully wiped away her tears with a silk handkerchief: "don't cry, aren't you very clever in front of me? How can you always be bullied in front of others? "
“……”
Bai ruotong, with a flat mouth, turned his head and pretended to ignore it.
"Do you have ointment in your house?" Gu Yanqing saw that she did not reply and asked.
“……”
"If you don't talk, I'll go again." Gu Yanqing said, got up and pretended to go. Bai ruotong raised his eyes and gouged him out: "Your Highness will go if you want, but I didn't ask him to stay."
She was very upset now. The sorrowful mood of the original owner was pounding back and forth in her chest like a heavy stone. She didn't know how to calm her heart and where she had time to talk to Gu Yanqing.
"Rutong, it's the prince who bullies you, not the king. How can you spread your anger on the king?"
Gu Yanqing patience, gently advised said. Suddenly, footsteps came from his ears. He looked up and saw that Zhao Cheng was coming towards him. Turned around and walked with Zhao Cheng, whispered command two back, the little girl was stuffy head, left the courtyard.
Gu Yanqing rushed to catch up: "where are you going?"
"Change your clothes!" Bai ruotong said angrily, "the rouge has also been erased by you. I have to go back to make it up. How else would you like to meet the old lady later? "
"Are you blaming me?" Gu Yanqing twisted her eyebrows.
"No Bai ruotong murmured with his head down. Seeing the appearance of her stingy bag, Gu Yanqing had no choice but to smile and coax her own stingy bag into her arms.
"Little girl, don't be angry with me. I was angry just now. Seeing you with other men, I feel a little irritable," Gu Yanqing whispered in her ear. "I'm also an ordinary man. Would you forgive me?"
Bai Rutong gave him an angry look. She was not angry with Gu Yanqing, she was just a little confused, so she scattered her anger on Gu Yanqing.
Gu Yanqing's gentle words, somehow, gradually smoothed the sadness in his heart.
"Your Highness, what he said is not true. I don't like pestering him..." Bai Rutong said.
Clearly, there is no need to explain, but listening to Gu Yanqing's words, Bai Rutong did not want him to misunderstand.
"Well, I know." Gu Yanqing stirred up a smile.
"He is a leftover in my heart!" Bai added.
"If you are heard by others, I'm afraid you'll be beheaded, but..." Gu Yanqing pauses and opens her hair on her face. "I like it."
As soon as the voice fell, they heard Zhao Chengwei's voice behind them: "Your Highness, the ointment is here."
He had been waiting for a long time. Seeing that they were tired of being together, he hesitated and didn't know whether to remind them of their own existence. But after waiting for a while, he couldn't help it.
Bai ruotong's face turned red, but Gu Yanqing took the ointment from Zhao Cheng, stroked her shoulder and sat down on the stone bench: "wipe the ointment first, or it will leave a mark. I will send you back to change your clothes later."
Zhao Cheng swallowed, and saw that there seemed to be nothing wrong with him. He retreated to one side.