Chapter 54

Many days later, Luo Wuyou's injury has been fully healed. With the coming of the hundred flowers Festival, the events happened in the prime minister's residence were forgotten by the public.

No worry Pavilion, also restored the original silence, the wing room, green Qing carefully waiting, the atmosphere did not dare to come out, that day miss said as long as she did one thing for her, miss will keep her, but has not said what it is, so far, these days.

Every day she is still in fear, every night is awakened by nightmares, these days, she is even afraid to go out of worry free Pavilion.

Luo Wuyou is sitting on the soft couch, the needle and thread flying in his hands. An'er is nearly full moon. As a sister, Wuyou plans to sew a suit of small clothes for him as a celebration.

The smile in the corner of her mouth is stronger, and she seems to like this feeling more and more. Looking at the person who framed him, he was in a state of anxiety all day long. Compared with death, this kind of taste is too much.

The best way to get revenge on a person is not to let him die, but to let him watch what he has and gradually disappear, but there is nothing to do.

A glimmer of streamer flashed in the eyes, bright, but with endless cold.

After sewing the last stitch, Luo Wuyou gently twisted his teeth and bit off the thread. Looking at the delicate little clothes in his hand, he raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was graceful: "Lvqing, do you see, is this dress good-looking?"

"Good looking, miss's needle and thread are well-known by my aunt. This dress is so exquisite that it must look good on you." Green fine busy praise, holding the palm of the fan leaching a layer of cold sweat, the smile on his face, far fetched.

Hanging in the air, she didn't like needlework all the time. When did she do the needlework so well? The novel cutting style and the embroidery needlework that she couldn't see at all, especially the faint smile on her face made her feel more frightened and inexplicable.

Luo Wuyou put away his clothes, opened the door, and walked out of the wing room. In the courtyard, all the flowers were in full bloom, and all the servants and maidservants were busy, sweeping the leaves, cutting the flowers, red brocade, and Tangyuan were taking out the books in Luo Wuyou's room.

Many of those books were given to her by her grandfather. She cherished them very much. In Luo Wuyou's mind, her grandfather Gu Ting was a learned and real great scholar. As for her father, Luo BINGSHU, he was also rich in learning. Unfortunately, reading alone and not cultivating one's mind would have rotten the inside.

He's just a scum of literati.

Through the gap between the flowers and trees, looking at the figure of the line in front of the chuihuamen, Luo Wuyou took Chunxi's small scissors and cut off a Begonia. The blood colored flower was fragrant. Luo Wuyou's face was filled with a faint smile. In the dark and deep pupil, however, there was a trace of evil light.

"Yes, miss." A light blue dress came, saluted Luo Wu and said, "Miss, please, old lady."

"It's sister lianshuang. I don't know if my grandmother is summoned. But what can I do for you?" Luo Wuyou picked a petal, as if not unintentionally asked, the corner of his eye glanced at his side, and green Qing immediately took out a delicate purse and put it into green Qing's hand.

"Miss, I don't know. But... " Lianshuang put the purse into the sleeve pocket, and lowered the volume a little bit, saying, "but maid, when I come out, the princess is also there."

"Thank you very much, sister lianshuang. Please tell your grandmother that I'll change my clothes, and I'll be right there."

"Yes, miss. I'll leave first." Lianshuang is blessed with good fortune, and her face is very respectful. Today's Miss Wuyou is not the same as she used to be. Wang liwang doesn't say anything about it, but she also pays homage to the Tang Tang Tai hospital, where she is working as a master. I'm afraid that no one in the prime minister's office will dare to look down on her.

Along with the title of Miss Wu you, everyone changed their mouth and called for the first lady directly.

Yong Zhao is also in

Looking at lianshuang's back, Luo Wuyou's smile deepened. He went back to his room and changed into a light purple Liuxian skirt. Luo Wuyou took Lvqing to Ningxin hospital. Lvqing didn't want to go, but he didn't dare to disobey Luo Wuyou's orders. He had to brave his head and follow him.

On the way, but met Luo Mingxia and snow aunt, Luo Qingxuan is not in, think is to go to the country.

"I've met the eldest lady." Aunt Xue takes Luo Mingxia to salute Luo Wuyou.

Luo Wuyou side let, smile: "aunt don't have to be more polite, six sister can be better?" Said worried eyes also fell on Luo Mingxia's body.

Aunt Xue's face is slightly haggard. Luo Mingxia looks as if she is no different from her usual life. However, she still finds that Luo Mingxia's small face is thinner, her chin is sharper, and her expression on her face is also a little silly. She has no more arrogant and domineering intelligence, and her apricot eyes are dull and lose her spirit and color.

"Nothing. Thank you for your concern."

Aunt Xue replied and took Luo Mingxia to go. However, Luo Mingxia suddenly broke free of Aunt Xue's hand and ran to Luo Wuyou in two or three steps. She tilted her head and opened her eyes to look at Luo Wuyou.

"Eh..." Luo Mingxia let out a cry. Her face was full of doubts, and her eyebrows frowned. It seemed that a mosquito and fly could be caught. Looking at the expression, she seemed to have no recognition of her."Six sister, why does she have flowers on her face?" Luo Wuyou touched his cheek and asked strangely, "aunt, six sisters, what's wrong with her? How, it seems that she doesn't know worry."

Aunt Xue heard the speech, tears appeared in her eyes: "Miss, Mingxia, she lost her memory." Not only is the amnesia, even the brain has become dull, sometimes, recognize people, sometimes do not recognize people, this is what makes her most sad.

A good daughter, in just a few days, turned into a fool.

"Aunt, don't worry too much. My sister has already woken up, and she will be well." Luo Wuyou is also a sad face, holding Luo Mingxia's hand and saying.

"Miss, can you, can you save Mingxia, I know, miss, you must have a way, please, save Mingxia, worry free, aunt please..."

Aunt Xue prays to look at Luo Wuyou. She has a kind of intuition. Luo Wuyou knows why Xia'er has become like this, and only she can save Xia'er.

There's no reason, it's just a kind of intuition, weird intuition, but incomparably strong.

Luo Wuyou didn't speak, but Luo Mingxia suddenly broke free from her hand and screamed with panic on her face.

"Ah Luo Wuyou, you are Luo Wuyou. Don't harm me. You don't harm me. I'm wrong. I dare not, ghost Go away, Luo Wuyou. You are a devil. Don't come to me. Help me. Help me... "

Luo Mingxia yelled incoherently in his mouth, holding her hands in the air, as if she had seen something terrible. Her pale face was even whiter than paper, and her expression on her face was extremely frightened.

Four or five servant girls around her came forward to try to hold her, but they were all overturned by her. It seemed that the slender and weak body had become a strong man with great strength overnight.

It was very strange. All the servants turned pale. Aunt Xue was so anxious that she hugged Luo Mingxia. She cried and cried, "Xia'er, Xia'er, mother is here, mother is here, it's OK, Xia'er, here's mother..."

Xu's voice was too familiar. Luo Mingxia, who was bound in Aunt Xue's arms, gradually stopped struggling, but the expression on her face was still extremely frightened. She hugged Aunt Xue, buried her in Aunt Xue's arms, pointed to Luo Wuyou's direction, and kept calling for ghosts

Aunt Xue kept quietly soothing her mood. Mingxia's mood had been very stable these days, so when Mrs. Luo sent someone to invite her, she wanted to take her with her. She hoped that she could contact some people more and see if she could think of anything. But she didn't expect that when she met Luo Wuyou, Xia'er was out of control.

Can we say that the person who hurt Xia'er is not the princess, but Luo Wuyou. Otherwise, why is Xia'er so afraid of Luo Wuyou?

Aunt Xue's heart flashed with resentment, tears in her eyes and a sad expression on her face. Seeing that Luo had no worries, she could not bear to say, "Auntie, you should take Mingxia sister back first, and worry free will report to grandmother."

"Thank you very much, then." Snow aunt said a thanks, building Luo Mingxia turn direction, turned back. He took a few steps, but looked back. See Luo no worry still standing in place, a face worried looking at them, slightly nodded, turned his head, the eyes flashed a trace of fear.

"Miss, the sixth miss is really pitiful. Do you think she really touched those dirty things?" I don't know why the dumplings are so suspicious. A pair of eyes keep glancing around. The round little face is also covered with a little nervous color.

Luo Wuyou's look slightly Su rebuked: "Tangyuan, what nonsense? Where do you come from in the day and night? This is my grandmother's Ning Xin Yuan. My grandmother has always been a Bodhisattva. She eats and recites Buddhism. She has her own light of Buddha. Even if there is a ghost, she will be out of her wits. "

"Yes, ma'am, I will not dare next time." Tangyuan spits out her tongue, and her face is full of chagrin. How could she be so ungrateful? This is Ning Xin Yuan, the courtyard of old Tai Jun, and such nonsense.

Glancing at the corner of the wall under the acacia tree quickly flash a section of gray Cape, Luo Wuyou's voice is clear and ethereal: "just remember, in this world, where the ghost ah, soul, ghost, has always been the human heart."

With a brush of sleeves, he stepped into the gate of hanging flowers and went straight into the old lady's yard.

After that, tangyuan touched his head and muddled along. Miss's words were so profound that she could not understand them.

Lu Qing's face turned white, and her legs seemed to be filled with lead. Every step she moved, it was hard. Miss Ming had already known about Miss Liu's amnesia, but she pretended to be at a loss. The real expression on her face was that if she had not, she would have thought that Miss Liu really didn't know.

It's terrible.

But miss, what does she want to do? Does the sixth miss have anything to do with her?

As soon as the idea flashed, LV Qing immediately burst into a cold sweat. The more she contacted the young lady these two days, the more frightened she was. The kind-hearted and deceptive lady before seemed to disappear. This young lady made her feel incomparably strange, and she could not understand it.

In the face of her, she was even more frightened."What do you think, sister Lvqing? Don't hurry up. " Until the front came the Tangyuan cry, green clear just a rousing spirit to wake up, "Oh, come."

Hastily answer a voice, wipe the cold sweat of forehead, follow up.

In front of him, Luo Wuyou didn't look back from the beginning to the end. His expression of fear for Lvqing might be that he saw too much these days, and Luo Wuyou was no longer so interested.

Through the corridor, went to the courtyard wing room, outside the second door, the curtain maid did not report to Luo Wuyou, invited Sheng'an to Luo Wuyou, and directly lifted the curtain, "Miss, the old lady ordered you to go directly in."

Luo Wuyou nodded with a smile and stepped in. There were a lot of people inside, but the atmosphere was not very hot. All the young ladies of the prime minister's office were sitting upright and not daring to appear.

Worry free look up, this just found, not only Yongzhao princess is in, even Luo xian'er is also in.

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