Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

1693: Wordscapes Uncrossed Jungle-Vine 15 Answers

"Brother Seven, are you here?"

When she heard the movement, the girl immediately stopped writing and raised her head, and Shui Run's eyes were hidden with nervous expectations that could not be hidden.

Sometimes, he didn't even dare to look at those eyes.

Because once he spoke, the light in those eyes would dim for a moment.

"Well, what did you copy today?" He walked over and looked at the blank paper on the table.

簪 Flowers in lower case, neat and beautiful, copied a drunk flower Yin.

Adzuki put away the rice paper and smiled lightly, "But there is nothing to do, just transcribe the poem."

After all, he looked at him with that look again.

Yan Rongjin was silent and sighed, sighing, "Hongdou, I haven't found any information from him yet."

"I know, if Brother Seven is found, he will tell me immediately." The young girl's face smiled unchanged, but the little hand on the table had long been unconsciously held, and her phalanx was pale.

"Have you thought about it, maybe he already ..."

Before she finished speaking, the young girl interrupted him in a hurry. "You may not know Brother Qiqi, Qiqi has a good skill. Since childhood, he has been taught by my dad with his brother. Sometimes, even the brother is not His opponent. And he is very clever. No matter what happens, he can always think of ways to deal with and get away in the fastest time. He will come back. "

"You're right, the child taught by King Nanling is definitely not bad, and I believe he will return." He said in her words, eliminating the soft thorns that suddenly stood up on her, but did not know why. I didn't feel relaxed and the reflection was more heavy.

"I copied the poems all morning, and I was a little bit short. Brother Seven, I will go down for a break. If there is news from my father, please tell Brother Seven immediately."

"it is good."

When the girl turned around, she said, "Yes, is there still no place for the messenger post? I have been here for a long time to bother you. If the post has a place, I want to settle in the post. Chen, it's more convenient for me. "

Wen Yan Yan Rongjin glanced at Uncle Peng, and Uncle Peng rushed forward and replied, "Back to the county, the emperor's ceremony is approaching, the ambassadors of various countries have come to congratulate, and the post hall is crowded in the morning. Besides, the place is full of dragon and snake The emperor does not worry that the emperor lives there if there is a place. If the emperor is in East Vietnam, how does the emperor explain to the Nanling king? The emperor is better to live in the palace. It is easier and faster to receive the message here than the post station. Much more. "

Xu was the last bit of speech to impress the girl. The girl said no more, nodded towards the two, and entered the inner room.

Coming all the way from the Royal Study Room, he stayed in Linhua Temple for a while and then left. This cold treatment made Uncle Peng carefully observe the man's expression on the way out.

Just didn't see anything.

Standing next to him now is not the young man who occasionally showed true emotions.

"The emperor, why not let the county owner go to the post house?" Finally, Uncle Peng chose a less straightforward question.

The posthouse was overcrowded, but the status of the county owner was different. She said that if she wanted to go there, she could make room for her even if she had no place.

However, the emperor signaled him to discourage.

The emperor should know that the long stay of the county chief in the palace will cause rumors.

Now I have only lived for less than a month, and the harem has been speculating from top to bottom, and everyone said that.

Yan Rongjin was asked a moment, but did not answer.

why?

He didn't know.

(End of this chapter)