Xiao Yi did not ask further. He walked into the room and left the grass behind him completely.

Seeing that the little eunuch had no idea what to say, he was so slow that he had to follow him first.

Fangcao was already trembling, and she quietly watched Xiao Yi enter the house. After confirming that it was just a thunder and raindrops, Fangcao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and fell to the ground.

I was so scared!

Fangcao pursed her lips and showed a little smile.

She said, how could that fool get favored by a noble person? But if you ask the fool, if you don’t want to change flowers, you will not let it go. Of course, it is not worthy of a noble person like the emperor.

Mama Liu glanced sideways and said, "The two girls go back to their room to rest. If there is no summons in the future, don't go out easily."

Fangcao knew that the more precious the family was, the more they paid attention to these rules. What about it? He thought he valued more rules. So Fangcao smiled and cooperated very much, saying, "What the nanny said."

As she said that, she went to La Rui'er's hand, but Rui'er broke free without hesitation, fell behind half a step, walked behind the grass, and then returned to the house together.

After sending the two girls, Madam Liu turned around and followed into the house.

She rubbed her fingers, looked up at Xiao Yi, and said, "Old slave..."

Before she could finish her words, Xiao Yi spoke first: "Go and see her. Maybe she was pinched hard, and she didn't know how to complain and cry." Xiao Yi remembered that the knee was bruised and bloody, but she bent down and rubbed herself, and said obediently, "It's okay." If no one went to see her, maybe she would be in so much pain.

Madam Liu smiled and bent down to respond: "I'll go now."

Xiao Yi suddenly spoke again: "Bring the person here together and let her have dinner in Hanchun's room today."

Madam Liu covered her surprise in her eyes and nodded, "Yes."

When Mama Liu arrived at Yanxi Hall, the palace servants in the room were sulking. Chunsha combed Yang Yaoer's hair while stroking her hair and whispered: "In the future, the girl will avoid the girl who sees the beautiful girl, so don't talk to her, so as not to bully her."

He only heard a laugh and said, "Who bullied Miss Yang?" After the words came, Madam Liu turned into the house.

Everyone was shocked when they saw Mama Liu and quickly greeted him: "Hello Mama."

They all nervously snatched their fingers, for fear that Madam Liu would learn this to the emperor, making the emperor feel that the girl was small-hearted and angry with others...

Just when I was nervous.

But Yang Yao'er looked at Mama Liu with clear eyes and shouted softly: "Mama."

The smile on Mama Liu's face also became softer, and she said, "I have followed the emperor's order and come over to invite the girl to Hanchun's room for dinner."

"Dinner?" Yang Yaoer repeated it like a parrot.

Madam Liu nodded: "Don't the girl love to eat cherry meat and crepe wontons? Today, the imperial kitchen happened to make these two dishes."

Yang Yaoer licked her lips, and her lips were licked so pink and moist, which was much more attractive than the two dishes that Mama Liu had submitted. But she didn't realize it at all. She nodded and got up and wanted to follow Mama Liu.

Madam Liu hurriedly pressed the person back with laughter and cry, and said, "Is the hair still not combed yet?"

Chunsha hurriedly took the comb back into her hand, nodded and said, "Yes, I am combing the girl."

Madam Liu asked, "What kind of hair should the girl combed today?"

Yang Yaoer shook her head, not knowing.

Madam Liu said, "In the past, I used to comb my hair for many noble masters. Is it good to comb a single snail bun for the girl today?" It was obvious that I was disgusting Chunsha's skills.

The skin of the spring veil is red, so naturally I dare not refute it.

She also knew that she had not combed her hair well, but there were not many people in the palace who had combed it well, and the girl was closer to her, so she took it with her hand.

Although Madam Liu is old, her hands are still very coincidental. She combs Yang Yaoer's hair in a flash, takes a butterfly-shaped gold comb, and inserts it into her hair bun.

"Let's go." Mama Liu supported Yang Yao'er.

Yang Yao'er followed her obediently.

Chunsha and the others followed one after another, and the panic and worry in their hearts dissipated a lot.

Since Madam Liu treats the girl so kindly, she will definitely not pass the words they just said to the emperor.

The fragrant grass and the ruit were still in the room, and they were somewhat unable to lift their energy. Fortunately, they rubbed the silver ingots and pearls and became more happy.

Fangcao leaned against the pillow and asked Rui'er: "We haven't even met each other a few times, but what should we do?"

Rui'er didn't say anything, just lowered her head and didn't know what she was doing.

Fangcao leaned closer and took a look, and said, "Embroidery? Where did you get the needle and thread?"

A palace maid stepped into the door and smiled and said, "Miss Rui'er asked me what I took."

Fangcao was about to say something, but he heard footsteps outside, as if someone had come in from the main entrance and headed towards the main room of Hanchun's room. Come to see the emperor?

Fangcao walked to the door and looked out quietly.

Then I saw that Madam Liu supported Yang Yaoer into the door. Fangcao's face suddenly changed and she felt a little dissatisfied. Why is Yang Yaoer coming again? Oh, this fool can do a show! He pretended to be bullied by her and ran away. Look, someone is going to invite her again now!

Fangcao couldn't help but curse a little bit of a local dialect.

No one paid attention to her for a moment.

Yang Yaoer was familiar with Hanchun's room and walked in naturally.

Xiao Yi had just changed his clothes and came out. He looked at Yang Yaoer and his eyes suddenly stopped. She changed into a bun, which was a single snail bun? When she combed her bun, it seemed like there was a tug on the top of her head.

Beautiful, but indescribably cute and funny.

Yang Yaoer knew that the emperor was looking at her, so she walked two more steps forward. The golden butterfly on her head combed between her hair trembled, and her wings were dotted, one after another, as if it was pointing to people's hearts.

Xiao Yi looked her from the beginning to her feet, and then asked Mama Liu: "Do you have any injuries when you see?"

Mama Liu said, "Before it was, when the old slave went there, the girl was dispersed with her hair. She combed her hair first and did not dare to let the emperor wait for a long time, so she brought it here in a hurry."

Xiao Yi lit his chin: "Then let's see now."

"Yes." Mama Liu said, gently holding Yang Yaoer's wrist to prevent her from moving. Then she lifted up Yang Yaoer's sleeves. The palace ladders in the room lowered their heads and dared not look. Only Xiao Yi was still staring at it.

The sleeves were rolled up, and sure enough, there was a blush on her elbow.

I don’t know how much energy the fragrant grass used to grab her.

Xiao Yi's eyes turned cold. It turns out that the countryside woman is full of farming strength!

Yang Yaoer realized it later and found that Xiao Yi was looking at her arm. She raised her other hand, rubbed it, and said as before, "It's okay."

Xiao Yi was helpless.

This man really doesn't hold grudges at all, nor does he remember the pain.

"It doesn't hurt." Yang Yao'er stared at Xiao Yi and said.

As if he was afraid that he would worry.

"Put the medicine and go for a meal." Xiao Yi ordered.

So in a flash, Yang Yaoer brought a smell of medicine on her body. Xiao Yi took her to have a meal. Yang Yaoer didn't know any rules. She walked half a step behind and walked beside Xiao Yi. As she walked, she pulled Xiao Yi's sleeve.

Xiao Yi looked back at her.

Yang Yaoer stretched out her white fingertips, tapped him, and then tapped herself, saying, "The same taste, the same." Perhaps because she found this same thing, Yang Yaoer smiled happily, and her eyes narrowed slightly, like a crescent moon, sweet as honey.

Xiao Yi was helpless again.

She remembers things, too.

She only remembers the things that made her happy, even if they were so insignificant, she would smile as soon as she thought about them.

"What does it taste?" Xiao Yi suddenly asked.

Yang Yaoer racked her brains and thought for a long time. When she saw them all reaching the place where they had eaten, she finally came up with an adjective: "Bloody."

It's bitter.

The medicinal smell is of course bitter.

"Fragrant." Yang Yaoer said again immediately.

She had no clear concept of "scent", but only knew that she remembered the smell of the whole yard when her mother decocted medicine in the past. She ate all day long and was very hungry. When she smelled it in her nose, she felt that the smell was also fragrant, which would make her saliva smell.

Xiao Yi kept tense, looking sharp and full of hostility. At this time, there was a little inadvertent curve: "I smell like it on my body?"

"Yeah." Yang Yaoer nodded seriously.

"Then let's get closer and smell." Xiao Yi suddenly stretched out his hand, hooked her thin wrist, and took the person forward.

Yang Yaoer was not ready, so she asked him to hook him and jumped forward in a hurry, then stood with Xiao Yi. When she jumped, the golden butterfly on her head trembled again, which caused Xiao Yi to take a look.

Xiao Yi raised his hand to hook the butterfly's wings and bounced his fingers.

The butterfly shook again.

Just like her, she occasionally becomes scared and shakes.

Xiao Yi didn't know what he was doing, it was probably interesting... After doing this action, he withdrew his hand expressionlessly.

"Does it smell good?" Xiao Yi asked.

In order to avoid taking medicine, he wanted to live on medicine stones all year round, so he would dye some medicine juice in the clothes he wore, which would bring a strong smell of medicine, and no one could see any problem.

When I get closer to smell it, I am afraid that I will only feel bitter, fumigated, and smell bad.

Yang Yaoer still said, "It's bitter, it's fragrant."

Xiao Yi couldn't help it anymore. The curve of his mouth was even more fierce. He said, "I'll smell it more in the future."

"Smell like this." He said, hooking her closer. Yang Yaoer caught him off guard again and almost hit him on the shoulder.

To prevent her from falling, he originally hooked her wrist with vain, but now he became tightly held.

Yang Yao'er tiptoed, nodded, and said, "Yes."

Then she looked around and was attracted by the aroma of the dish, and she also made a gurgling sound under her belly.

She didn't pay any attention at all. Xiao Yi was still holding her wrist, which fell into the eyes of the palace people. It was so intimate that it was so intimate that his eyes were almost peeling off.

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