Chapter 451

"Wind break, what's the difference between your dishes?"

Dongfeng Po glanced at the empty entrance of the yard, took Yao Sisi's hand and said, "he lost because the vegetables were not washed clean. There is a lot of sediment in this kind of vegetables. It must have been washed in the imperial study, so he doesn't understand."

He said it sincerely without any complacency. After all, Junzi yuan was his brother in his heart. How could he be happy when he saw his brother suffering.

Yao Sisi went to one side, picked up the machete left on the ground by Junzi yuan, handed it to the head of the white dark guard and said, "he forgot. Take it back to him. Now the result is clear. You can leave. He needs your protection at the moment."

"Farewell, my subordinates."

Twenty people saluted in unison and then rushed out.

The east wind broke around in front of Yao Sisi, "do you want him to win the game?"

"Fool, now there are results. What are you thinking? Are you ready to get married?"

"Girl, are you telling the truth?"

Yao Sisi smiled and held Dongfeng's broken waist. He looked up at his confused eyes and said with a smile: "of course it's true."

With that, she leaned her head on Dongfeng Po's shoulder. Where Dongfeng Po couldn't see it, a deep sadness flashed through her eyes. Then she did her own mental construction. Yao Sisi, don't think about it. Since God chose the answer for you, why do you think so? If the good conditions of Junzi yuan are less, will you die or die! Don't be sorry for the man holding yourself in front of you.

Dongfeng Po hugged Yao Sisi, stroked her long soft hair with her palm, and solemnly said, "OK, I'll let someone pick a good day immediately. I want you to marry you in a beautiful way, girl. Believe me, I'll make you happy."

Yao Sisi rubbed against Dongfeng's broken shoulder, "HMM."

What came to mind was the peerless appearance, especially the last sentence. He didn't call her mother as usual, but asked her to think. She didn't know why she could feel the pain at the bottom of his heart at that moment, the unspeakable mood and the deep reluctance to give up.

"Girl, let's go. We should go to lunch."

"Oh..."

Feeling the cold touch from Dongfeng Po's fingers, she found that she seemed very sorry for Dongfeng Po. His hands were so cold that she was afraid at times! She thought to herself, Yao Sisi, Yao Sisi, don't be half hearted. Now that you have chosen the man in front of you, you can do it wholeheartedly. Don't think about it. Put on a very happy smile and hold Dongfeng Po's hand tightly with your fingers, "ha ha, Dongfeng Po, people will depend on you in the future. Eat and drink your food. You can't be distressed."

"Well... It's up to you."

Only two days after yesterday's game, Yao Sisi felt as if it had been a year.

She sat in the room without spirit, and a group of attendants finally withdrew. But she seems to have become helpless. Why on earth? She has always thought that she has not changed. She is still her, but recently she has become sentimental. This feeling is too bad.

Looking at the Yellow bronze mirror, it looks like yesterday's yellow flower.

"Knock, knock..."

There was a knock outside the door, and then came the voice of silver yuan, "madam, Princess Ziyan came to see her."

Gentleman Yan, what is she doing here? Did you come to ask her about the Royal man's experience or to blame her? Yao Sisi thought about it and thought it was possible, but thinking of the look of Junzi yuan leaving that day, she wanted to know how he was now, so she walked slowly to the door and opened the door: "Oh, I know, let the princess come."

"Yes, madam."

Yinyuan bowed down and then led Junzi Yan over.

Gentleman Yan is wearing a very orthodox palace dress today. The whole person looks delicate and noble. Her face was cold and cold, and she looked a little different from the lively and clever one last time. Yao Sisi still didn't have the consciousness to salute. After letting Junzi Yan into her cabin, he took it away on the pretext of making Yinyuan tea. The gentleman Yan also didn't let her maidservant follow in.

There are only two people left in the room.

Yao Sisi took out a chic butterfly hairpin from the dresser, took it to Junzi Yan, and intimately said, "Ziyan, do you see if my new hairpin is beautiful?"

The gentleman Yan grabbed the hairpin in Yao Sisi's hand and threw it on the table. "Sister, don't you care about the emperor at all?"

Yao Sisi pretended not to be interested and leaned lazily on the back of his chair. "What's the matter with him? Wasn't he still fine the day before yesterday?"

"You... Sister, Ziyan knows that you understand that the emperor's brother was very bad that day. Ziyan, please go and see the emperor's brother?"

When the gentleman Yan finished, he knelt down to Yao Sisi and begged, "sister, Ziyan, please go and see the emperor."

Yao Sisi never thought that Junzi Yan, as a noble princess, would kneel down for herself, but because of this, she knew two points: first, Junzi Yan had a very good relationship with Junzi yuan's brothers and sisters, and second, Junzi Yan did so, which showed that Junzi yuan's situation was worse than she thought.

"Ziyan, get up quickly."

The gentleman Yan's eyes twinkled with joy, "sister, would you like to see the second emperor brother?"

"Get up."

Yao Sisi took Junzi Yan up and sat down at the table, saying in earnest: "Ziyan, I can't go to see your imperial brother. Now the three of us have a choice. This is the result. I can't change the result if I go. Your imperial brother is afraid that his heart will hurt more when he sees me. No doubt it's better to tear his wound again. It's better to miss each other. Ziyan, you're smart and should understand my difficulties."

Junzi Yan looked at Yao Sisi in disappointment. She also understood in her heart that what Yao Sisi said was also true, but she really couldn't bear to see her royal brother in pain and couldn't help pleading again: "What my sister said is reasonable, but if the wound is only skin growing together, but the inner bone is still necrotic, is it good for the patient not to tear the wound? Sister, do you know? The night before yesterday, the second emperor shut himself in his bedroom and cried and laughed all night. The next day, the tired second emperor continued to work as if nothing had happened In the morning, he continued to correct the memorials and continue to eat. Others may think this is a good phenomenon, but only those who know brother Erhuang know that he is very sad. He is paralyzing his nerves with extreme workload. Such a situation also occurred after brother Dahuang died a year ago. "

After hearing the words of Junzi Yan, Yao Sisi was very upset and blamed herself for Junzi yuan's situation. But she really didn't know what identity she wanted to see Junzi yuan. Did she want to break his wife's identity with the east wind? Certainly not. That would hurt him more. But her identity at the moment was very sensitive. She looked at Junzi Yan'an very embarrassed Comforted: "Ziyan, I know I'm responsible for this, but now what identity do you want me to use to see your imperial brother? I think your imperial brother should be able to survive as before."

"No, you don't understand. The emperor's condition now is much more serious than that when the eldest brother died. At least in the past, he would comfort his father and mother. But now he only knows work, and the candles in his bedroom haven't been extinguished at night. A handsome man like the Emperor looks more than ten years old now. I'm worried that the emperor will be like the eldest brother Leave us, sister, I'm afraid, afraid... "