Chapter 335

After she took the medicine, she could not see the face of beitanghao. Instead, Xia Yue walked in and dodged her eyes.

Staring at her, Wang Fuchun asked eagerly, "where is the Lord? Why haven't you seen him?"

"I want to see the Lord, but I've been stopped. He only cares about Qin Yuran."

In this way, the crime is a white, suddenly depressed, will be the ice on the wound aside, gurgling around for a few times.

Xia Yue picked it up in a hurry and rushed forward to apply it again for her. "Miss, don't do this. The Lord didn't praise miss for her beautiful appearance and excellent singing skills. If her feet have been injured all the time, how can she sing to him in the future?"

Said pour is also, but in the heart a thought, she is still not reconciled.

It was just a little twist. Although she wanted to pretend to be ill, she could not keep her feet up. Seeing the pain disappear day by day, beitanghao never showed up.

All day long and short sigh, sad face, from time to time to urge the summer moon, "have you found the Lord, in the end do you know that I am injured, why not come?"

"Miss!" Xia Yue said with a bitter face, "the maids go to three or four times a day, waiting in the distance. But the prince threw himself into the princess's body and pretended not to see it.

The maid asked the servant girl to tell the prince when she was free, but he had no response. She just told her to have a good rest and to relieve her depression for the princess from time to time. "

She picked the flowers in one side of the pot, tore off the red petals one by one and threw them on the table, "the Lord must not know that he did it on purpose!" Mumbling to myself.

Summer month sees so stubborn, helpless ground shakes head.

On that day, Xia Yue went back again and found that Qin Yuran and beitanghao were smiling and smiling. They were sitting in the corridor, shoulder to shoulder, sitting in the sun.

As usual, they were intimate. She rubbed her eyes and saw nothing wrong. They sang harmoniously, as if beitanghao had fallen in love with Miss before, which was an illusion.

"Does the Lord like only the young lady who plays the role of a dramatist?"

After she came back, Wang Fuchun made every effort to ask questions. Even if she wanted to hide it, she had no choice but to tell the truth about their intimacy at that time.

They were so close together! Wang Fuchun's chest fluctuated slightly, his lips trembled, and he was wronged to tears at any time.

"She is a princess, and the prince will wait for her when he is distressed." Summer month one time flustered, hastily took out handkerchief.

Wang Fuchun grabbed the handkerchief and wiped it on his face. He said angrily, "but I've been obedient to what I've told you before. I've been spoiled. I turned around and threw myself into Qin Yuran's arms. Did she use her method?"

Huoran got up and quickly paced up and down. There was a cool wind from the white belt, and a few goose bumps appeared on my arm.

Xia Yue whispered: "maybe it's the Lord who wants rain and dew. When Qin Yuran is cured, he will still think of miss."

Smell speech she stops a footstep, Mou bottom coagulate surprise, come over to hold her hand tightly, "what you say is true?"

Xia Yue laughs very reluctantly, "before the king's love for miss can't be faked, but now he is also sincere to Qin Yuran. The Lord is affectionate and will not be merciless to miss!"

In this way, she was relieved and sat down. She drank a large cup of tea and looked at the door with her chin tilted.

In the yard, birds chirp among the trees, and the bright sunlight sprinkles on the ground through the branches, revealing mottled shadows.

Qin Yuran and beitanghao held hands, smiling between their eyes and eyebrows. They leaned close to him, feeling precious that they had been lost and recovered.

"Lord!" Qin Yuran exclaimed, "it's really a fine day today!"

"Of course, because you are well, God is happy for you Her eyes were warm and affectionate on her face.

Qin Yuran's face is as rosy as the sunset glow, with a smile and a drooping head. The tenderness not easily revealed makes beitanghao happy.

They pace slowly in the palace, the autumn light is rippling, and the garden is peaceful.

They walked at random, all the way colorful, unknowingly came to the door of Chunfang courtyard, beitanghao was slightly stunned.

Yao thought of a few days ago, with a clear voice, dressed in a bean green costume of the woman, he did not feel stupefied.

Qin Yuran immediately noticed, pointing to the distance, "Lord, looking from afar, it looks like two white swans." Eyes were attracted to the past, fat white goose twisted back heavy body, is happily sliding to the lake.

Beitanghao felt that he was extremely charming. When he turned to leave, he suddenly heard a scream from the yard.

They looked back curiously. Through the gate of the courtyard, they saw Wang Fuchun fall down under the steps. Xia Yue called out in a panic.

She rushed over, but there was a figure in front of her, and immediately helped Wang Fuchun up.

The broken hair floats slightly. Qin Yuran has never thought that beitanghao should care so much about it, and unconsciously steps into the yard.

Under the steps were hard bricks and stones. Wang Fuchun, who was lying on the ground, was helped up. His face was twisted because of pain, and a pair of aggrieved eyes were staring at him She exclaimed in a trembling voice."Does it hurt?" Voice with unspeakable tenderness, listen to a burst of excitement.

She blinked her eyes, and the bright and clear tears fell on her face. Even Qin Yuran in the distance felt pitiful.

"I will send you back to your room!" I can't help but pick up Wang Fuchun, turn around and go forward.

Qin Yuran stays in the same place and looks at beitanghao's considerate protection of a woman. In his heart, he seems to have knocked over a bottle of five flavors.

Cui'er was bringing her a handkerchief. Seeing this, she stood by her side in a hurry. Qin Yuran looks lost and sighs a little. Until beitanghao leaves, she still doesn't move.

With dull eyes, she murmured, "why?"

"Miss!" Cui'er is distressed and calls softly.

Qin Yuran blinked, her head tilted back slightly. She couldn't let her tears fall. Only then did she realize that there was a servant girl looking around her neck. She turned around and left quickly.

After a few steps, she was still angry and turned to look at Chunfang courtyard. "What do you think she is based on? Why should the LORD be so considerate to her? "

It shouldn't be. It's the damned Wang Fuchun who makes the king's mind gradually disappear from his body.

"Cui'er, you said that I just had a look at her. Has the Lord ever been considerate to her

Alas, if I had known that, why should I have started to worry now. Cui'er is very helpless about this. Seeing Qin Yuran's anger and anger, she refuses to admit it even more. She quietly accompanies her side without saying a word.