Chapter 110： Palm rest (1)

"Please give my aunt." Su Qingping calmed her heart and worshiped Yingying.

"Get up." Su smiled faintly, and suddenly said, "The fourth child just came to me and said he wanted to marry you."

Su Qingping heard the words, and threw herself to the ground with a thump, and her expression was terrified: "Aunt Mingjian, Pinger's marriage has her own elders, Pinger doesn't know his four cousins, he ... he ..." Helpless look. The heart was turbulent, and Cheng Ye had already mentioned to his aunt that he wanted to marry himself.

Thinking of Nangong Cheng's move just now, he glanced at Su's house and shook his head at himself again. What was he trying to express? Do you want to admit that whatever Su says, or ...

"Pinger, I know it's none of your business. It's wishful thinking of the fourth child. I'm telling you these things, but I just want to tell you a few words. When you see the fourth child, you point away from him so that he won't do it. What's hurting your reputation! "Su said again.

"Yes, aunt." Su Qingping was respectful on the surface, and only felt cold in her heart. It seemed that in her aunt's mind, she couldn't match Gu's sister-in-law, and she was not worthy of Nangong's sister-in-law.

"Good boy, get up." Su Shi saw Su Qingping still kneeling on the ground, his face distressed. "Your child is too honest, it doesn't matter to you, why kneel."

Su Qingping got up and sat beside Su's well, but she hated it very much: If it wasn't for the Su family, she would kneel on her knees and live a life of glory!

Su Shi didn't know what Su Qingping thought, but because of Nangong Cheng's affairs, he felt a bit guilty about Su Qingping.

"Come here, bring my ruby ​​coral mule," Su said loudly.

Soon after, the maidservant came over holding the carved sandalwood box.

Su took the box, took out the ruby ​​coral cork and inserted it on Su Qingping's head, boasting: "It's beautiful, Pinger will see this with the Wang family in a few days, so wear this."

Su Qingping bowed her head shamefully, revealing her white neck, resentment in her heart: Hum, my aunt slaps a sweet date, and really treats her as a poor relative in the autumn breeze!

She lowered her eyes half-heartedly.

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The moon was as cold as water, and the silver moonlight fell on the gate of the temple through the tree shadow.

The goalkeeper Huang Zizi covered her stomach, and the sweat beads of beans dropped straight from her forehead.

She looked at the sky and waited for at least an hour when Zheng Zhenzi, who was changing classes, came, and looked around, dark and dark, not even a ghost. Thinking that the four masters in the shrine should not have the courage to dare to sneak out in violation of Su's order.

In the middle of the night, no one should come, and Huang Zizi couldn't bear the cramping abdominal pain and went straight to the latrine.

When Mrs. Huang ran out of sight, a petite figure emerged from the darkness. She looked around with a probe and saw no one around. Then she whispered, "Girl, no one, you can come out."

When the words fell, I saw a slender figure coming out from behind an old locust tree. I saw her in a black cloak, wrapping herself tightly, and her black cap covered most of her face, exposing her pointed chin.

"Liu Rong, you are here to guard." She said to the petite figure and walked towards the shrine.

"Squeak--"

The door of the shrine was pushed open slightly, and a slight sound awakened Nangong Cheng, who was kneeling down on a futon.

"Who?" Nangong Cheng Xunsheng looked around, and saw a slender figure facing his back, closing the gate of the shrine.