I hide my concubine in a golden house

Chapter 409 She wants to go home
Although there are fine clothes and fine food here, she doesn't like the style of the clothes, and the salty food doesn't suit her taste.

It doesn't matter if the time is short, but once the time is long, I feel that this kind of life is very boring and has no hope.This feeling became more and more obvious after Jiu Lixiang's death. She was afraid that if she didn't find something for herself to do, she would suffocate here sooner or later.

After listening to Su Tian's words, Quan Jue fell silent for a long time, and then sighed with complicated emotions after a while: "The homeland is three thousand miles away, and the palace has been deep for 20 years."

This first sentence is more decent, this second sentence...

Su Tian immediately turned her head and glared: "You're only going to stay in this shitty place for 20 years!"

After finishing speaking, I felt that something was not right.

Sure enough, Quan Yan said in a flat tone, "I will stay here forever."

Su Tian didn't speak immediately, and after a moment of silence, she slowly said, "It should."

But she won't.She wants to go home, this is not her home.

After finishing speaking, Su Tian lowered her head to torn her lettuce seeds again.

Maybe it was because the weather was too cold, which made her nose sore. She buried her head and stared at the wet ground, always feeling tired from her bones.

Quan Jue took the small hoe out of her increasingly boring hand, "I'll do it."

"You?" Su Tian raised her head, with suspicious eyes: "Have you planted it before?"

Quan Juan had never grown lettuce before, but he had just watched Su Tianzhong.

"Isn't there a saying that if you haven't eaten pork, haven't you seen a pig run?"

pig?
Su Tian looked down at her hands.

Why did she feel that Quan Yu seemed to be scolding her, but she couldn't find any evidence.

Kneeling on the ground on one knee, the tall and long-legged Quan Jue held the still-warm hoe in one hand and the seeds in the other. With both hands cooperating, the movements were brisk and skillful, and soon the field was covered with lettuce seeds.

Su Tian squatted aside, watching Quan Juan finish his work neatly, and then got up and walked out of the muddy field with a hoe in his hand.

Although the wide long sleeves have been rolled up with loops, Quan Juan's body and shoes are still inevitably stained with mud. The mud footprints are printed on the bluestone floor, and the shoe prints are clear.

Su Tian also stood up from the mud, followed Quan Juan and stepped on it unsteadily. The two footprints stained with mud overlapped, making her heart tremble twice.

Li Cao had already led a few unknown maids to prepare warm water and long scarves. When they saw the two coming out of the mud, she stepped forward to take the things and asked the maids to wait on them with washbasins.

The two washed their hands.

Suddenly pulling her hand out of the warm water, Su Tian couldn't help shivering, the heat accumulated on her body had already dissipated, not to mention the empty and cold yard, the heat and cold made her I couldn't stop trembling.

Quan Yu slightly tilted his eyes.

Su Tian lowered her head, her teeth were chattering, and she was blowing white mist into her palms, her fingers were covering her lips, and her thin white fingertips were covered with a layer of bruise.

It can be seen from the demeanor that the little girl is spoiled and spoiled, it is wrong to look like a glass that can only be held in the palm of someone's hand.

"cold?"

"It's not cold...Ah Choo." Su Tian couldn't help but sneezed just after she finished speaking.

Li Cao hurriedly beckoned someone to go to the temple to bring Su Tian's cloak.

"...I still have something to do today, so I won't bother Miss Su any more." Quan Juan wiped his hands and said goodbye.

"Shall I ask someone to call a walking chariot for you?"

"No need."

"Oh." Su sweetened her head, then beckoned Dong Zhi to send Quan Juan out.

(End of this chapter)