Harem · Hundred ♀ He ♀ Biography

On the second day, it was time for the shift at noon.

Xiao Xuanzhi came to the ginkgo forest half a quarter earlier.

She felt that she had come early, but she didn't want to. When she came, she found that Qiu Yu had already quietly been waiting there early.

Xiao Xuanzhi couldn't help but feel a twitch in his heart.

——"When we met under the sycamore tree that day, she must have been waiting there early, right?..."

Thinking of Qiu Yu's importance to him, Xiao Xuanzhi couldn't help feeling a little happy.

Going forward, Xiao Xuanzhi took out a handkerchief from his bosom, stretched out his hand and handed it to Qiu Yu, and said with a smile: "Here, it's been washed."

Qiu Yu smiled slightly and took the handkerchief.Then, he held it gently in his hand, folded his hands by his sides, bent his knees and blessed him, and said softly, "Thank you, my lord."

After finishing speaking, he was about to put the handkerchief into his arms.

Xiao Xuanzhi felt anxious, and stretched out his hand in a little panic to stop him: "Sister Qiuyu, wait!..."

Qiu Yu's fingertips trembled, she tilted her head, slightly raised her head and looked at Xiao Xuanzhi, seemingly puzzled: "Huh?"

Xiao Xuanzhi withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and said in a muffled voice with evasive eyes: "There... there is... something inside... You, just open it first and have a look..."

Although Qiu Yu was puzzled, she unfolded the handkerchief as she said.

What lies inside is a beautifully shaped sycamore leaf.

Qiu Yu didn't pick it up, but frowned slightly to look at the sycamore leaves. After a long time, she smiled, looked straight at Xiao Xuanzhi, and joked: "This autumn is deep and frosty, and the mountains are full of red, but it's not the right occasion." The maple leaves, but the sycamore? Tsk tsk, this is really unlucky~~——the so-called 'when the leaves of the sycamore trees fall during the autumn rain', the lord, Duandi wants to curse the servants to die early?~~"

Xiao Xuanzhi raised his eyebrows, turned his head away to spit a few times, then stared at Qiu Yu and snorted: "Bah bah bah! Crow's mouth! How could I curse you to die early?! I, I wish you a long life Woolen cloth!……"

Qiu Yu pursed her lips and smiled, jokingly said: "Then why did the prince give the sycamore leaves to the servants? The prince is well-educated and full of poems and books, how could he not know that autumn rain on the sycamore tree is really not a good omen?"

Xiao Xuanzhi took a gouged look at Qiu Yu, gritted his teeth, puffed his cheeks, and said in a muffled voice: "I...I didn't mean that!—I, I actually..."

Qiu Yu burst into a smile, and Dang even covered his lips lightly, and bent his waist with a smile: "Hee... the Prince Xiaoyao who used to be eloquent and free-spirited, but now Zensheng has become so impatient?"

Regardless of Qiu Yu's teasing, Xiao Xuanzhi only sighed softly, stared at her bewilderedly, and said softly, "Sister Qiu Yu...do you know...the legend of this sycamore tree?..."

Qiu Yu tilted her head, raised her arm to support her chin, and began to think carefully.

After pondering for a moment, she said slowly: "Um...could it be...'Phoenix Qiwu'?... Hee hee~~ If so, it is really killing slaves~~

The servants only want to live peacefully until they are 30 years old, and go out of the palace to find a good man to marry. We don't have those unreasonable ideas, and we want to be the pillow of His Majesty the Emperor. ~~”

Xiao Xuanzhi shook his head, lowered his eyes and sighed.

After a long time, she raised her head, her eyes were deeply locked on Qiu Yu's pupils, and she said quietly: "It is said that the phoenix tree is a male tree, and the phoenix tree is a female tree. Indus, to obtain is the meaning of 'I and my son are the same'..."

Qiu Yu's heart shuddered, and she couldn't help being startled.

Staggering back a step, she barely stabilized her figure just now.

After a moment of silence, he forced a smile, pretending to be calm and said in a slow voice: "Your Highness is just joking, this slave is just an insignificant little maid in this deep palace, it is impossible to make the Highness fall in love with your slave so much, and your servant is terrified. I can't stand it."

Xiao Xuanzhi's heart trembled, and he stepped forward in panic, grabbed Qiu Yu's wrist tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Who said you are insignificant?! You are insignificant in my heart... No! Sister Qiuyu, you...you are in my heart There is something unique in my heart!—”

Qiu Yu shuddered all over, trying to break free in panic.

Seeing that Qiu Yu wanted to run away, Xiao Xuanzhi simply stopped doing it and kept going.

At that moment, she no longer hesitated, and no longer cared about being reserved.

I saw that Xiao Xuanzhi pulled Qiu Yu into his arms and hugged her tightly, not giving her the slightest chance to break free.

Xiao Xuanzhi's eyes were full of doting and infatuation, and he said in a trembling voice: "Sister Qiuyu, I... all my life, I have never been so attracted to a person like I am now.

Whether you call me an infatuation or a madman... Heh, what kind of shitty etiquette and worldly ethics!I don't care about it all!I'm going all out!I want to marry you! ——

Sister Qiuyu, you, you and I will go and talk to your brother, His Majesty.I'm going to beg him right now, begging him to give me your marriage.Then, I will immediately set off to take you to my fief... Sister Amity Yu, don't worry, I will definitely treat you well..."

Qiu Yu struggled desperately in Xiao Xuanzhi's arms, and only hissed: "In the palace, how could the lord act so extravagantly?!... If someone else sees it, you, the lord, will surely end up in power!"

Xiao Xuanzhi shook his head fiercely, with red eyes, he roared there: "I don't care! - You and I are in love with each other, and we have a good heart, why can't we be together?!

... I, I can see, sister Qiu Yu, you have always cared about me.If not, why are you here waiting for me so early? ! ..."

Qiu Yu twisted her body in Xiao Xuanzhi's arms almost crazily, making her face messy, like a cuckoo that was crumpled and almost fell into mud and dust.

She hissed with tears in her voice: "Please respect yourself, Prince Xiaoyao! The servant girl and the prince have been friends of gentlemen since the beginning, and there is absolutely no desire for wrongs! ——The servant girl has a clear conscience!——"

"If I...have a guilty conscience..."

Hearing this, Xiao Xuanzhi finally calmed down.

She sighed, let go of her hand slowly, and said infatuatedly with her eyes open, "Oh... Sister Qiuyu, you have a clear conscience, but I have a clear conscience..."

Qiu Yu staggered and took two steps back trembling all over, but her gaze was as if a puddle of autumn water had been condensed, clear and gentle.

She just looked at Xiao Xuanzhi tenderly, but didn't speak.

Xiao Xuanzhi looked at her, then looked away, forced a smile, and said with a sad smile: "Sister Qiuyu, you, don't look at me with such tired eyes... I can't bear it... you If you stare at me like this again, all the bones in my body will be crumbled to pieces by you..."

Qiu Yu covered her lips and smiled, lowered her eyes slightly, but still did not speak.

Xiao Xuanzhi trembled and took a deep breath to calm down.

After a long time, she said slowly: "Sister Qiuyu, just now... I was in a daze and offended you. Really... I'm sorry. Heh... I don't expect you to forgive me...

If you hit me twice in a hurry, I would still feel happy.I'm afraid... I'm afraid that you can't even touch me with a finger now...

That's all... Anyway, I will have no face to see you again. ...Sister Qiuyu, to be honest, the person who shouldn't have any unreasonable thoughts should be me.

I... but what right do I have to wishful thinking? ... What kind of person am I, don't I know myself? ...

That lard is really deceived, knowing that I can't give you anything, but still running to you to be ashamed... Heh, Sister Qiuyu, I'm telling you, actually... Actually, I yes……"

But when Xiao Xuanzhi hadn't blurted out the word "woman", Qiu Yu sighed, met Xiao Xuanzhi's gaze in a blurred manner, and said with a dull expression: "I don't want to hide from the lord...in fact, slaves...no, In fact, I also feel a little guilty..."

Xiao Xuanzhi couldn't help being overjoyed, took two steps forward and took Qiu Yu's hand, and said with a smile: "Since you and I are in love with each other and fall in love with each other, then it's the best!

Sister Qiuyu, you can rest assured that you will marry me. When the time comes, I will bring you back to the fief, and I will only allow you to be loyal to you in this life! -"

Qiu Yu sighed and lowered her eyebrows slightly.

After a long time, just now he bit his lower lip tremblingly, shook his head in a sense of loss, and said faintly: "Impossible..."

Xiao Xuanzhi frowned, puzzled and said: "Why not?!—"

Qiu Yu stared straight at Xiao Xuanzhi with a vacant look in her eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Because I am the current empress, Mrs. Mu."

Hearing this, Xiao Xuanzhi couldn't help but his eyes darkened, and his scalp exploded with a buzz.

Seeing her legs go limp, she fell down and sat on the ground, staring straight at her sister Qiu Yu, and said calmly, "Emperor... Empress... Mrs. Mu?!..."

Qiu Yu nodded calmly, took out a small water bag from her waist, took out a small towel from her pocket, and poured some water on it.

Then, she lowered her head and gradually wiped off the "birthmark" on the left half of her face and the slightly heavy makeup on her face.

Xiao Xuanzhi saw that his face was covered with cold sweat, and it was uncomfortably itchy. He also subconsciously took out a handkerchief, and wiped his face anxiously.

Xiao Xuanzhi's face was filled with fear and confusion, and his teeth chattered as he said, "You...not! That, cough...Emperor, sister-in-law, you...you old man...you are here to be with me today...that...with, with The younger brother will reveal his identity... shall we?..."

If not, then why did I bring a small water bag and towel when I went out.

Presumably... she must have come prepared.

Moreover, her Xiao Xuanzhi's mind had already been grasped by that person at some point.

"exactly."

Qiu Yu... No, Empress Mu continued to wipe the makeup on her face with her head down, but she didn't look at Xiao Xuanzhi.

Fortunately, she didn't take a look at Xiao Xuanzhi.

If she saw it, she would really be scared to death by that man.

Xiao Xuanzhi usually has a problem, when she is afraid or tense, she will unconsciously increase the force on her hand, and, she has rough skin and thick flesh, she seems to be unaware of it.

Or maybe it was because I was so frightened that my whole body went numb, and I lost consciousness in a trance.

She just felt that she was sweating profusely all over her head and face, and she couldn't finish it no matter how much she wiped.

In the end, these three wipes and two wipes wiped off all the makeup on her face without realizing it.

With a little bit of it, the mustache stuck to her upper lip was wiped by her at some point and fell into the crevice or corner of the leaves on the ground.

She was still wiping there.

Rubbing unconsciously, full of embarrassment...

Xiao Xuanzhi's side was still wiping off his sweat tremblingly, but on the side of Empress Mu, she had already finished cleaning up her makeup.

After tidying up the makeup on her face, Empress Namu took out a small mirror from her bosom and took a picture of her face as if she was still at leisure.

After feeling that she did not lose her phoenix, she slowly raised her eyes to look at Xiao Xuanzhi.

Immediately, Queen Namu's body shook, and she staggered back three or five steps.

Leaning her back against the trunk of a ginkgo tree, she tremblingly raised her right hand and pointed at Xiao Xuanzhi.

Huarong was stupefied there for a long time with aphasia, when Empress Mu's voice trembled, and she cried out in panic and panic, "Your Honor?!—"

Xiao Xuanzhi trembled, and subconsciously raised his right hand to grab the person near the upper lip, and then yelled inwardly that he was not good.

——"It's broken! The hair on the mouth is gone!"

Immediately, she rolled and scrambled, knelt down on the ground awkwardly, pressed her forehead tightly against the ground, wishing to smear some paste on the ground.

desolate……

Miserable, miserable...

For the first time this time, what an embarrassing word? !