"Die'er.▏.fèisuzw.▏" Cui Moyao interrupted Wudie's words at the right time, and said with a hint of alienation in his eyes: "I have always treated you as my sister."

"I don't want to be your sister." Wudie bit her lip, her eyes red, unable to accept it.

"Then, I can only say sorry." He frowned.

Wudie couldn't believe that her beloved cousin would reject her, and turned pale on the spot.

"I won't give up." She dropped the words, stamped her feet, and ran away quickly.

Cui Moyao looked at her back and sighed. Wudie was vaguely attached to him, a sister's dependence on her brother, but it was definitely not love. It's just that she didn't understand it yet.

What he said should be straightforward enough. I hope she can go back and think it over calmly, and maybe she will find that he is not as good as she thought.

After being busy all day, he just wanted to see his princess as soon as possible. Thinking about this, he strode towards the south courtyard.

…

Wudie lay slantedly on the chaise longue, looking at the roof in trance. She looked at it for two hours.

Xianglan stood aside, secretly closed her eyes, and slept for a while.

Wudie suddenly said: "Xianglan, why doesn't my cousin like me? Is it because I'm not pretty enough? Xianglan..."

She raised her head and found that Xianglan was asleep standing there. She jumped up from the chair and walked to Xianglan's side, but Xianglan was still sleeping.

She yelled "Ah!" in Xianglan's ear. Xianglan was so frightened that she screamed: "Ah! What happened?"

Wudie leisurely returned to the imperial concubine and sat down. She had just teased Xianglan, and her panicked look was really funny. She said with a smile: "I really admire you, how can you fall asleep even while standing?"

Xianglan's face turned pale and she kept saying: "This slave deserves to die, this slave deserves to die..."

Wu Die waved his hand lightly and said: "Okay, okay, now I ask you, why doesn't my cousin like me? You should know, right?"

Xianglan lowered her head and said, "I dare not make any assumptions."

"You have been in the house for so long, how could you not know the master's preferences? Tell me, if you agree, you will be rewarded, but if you don't tell..." Her eyes became sharp.

Of course, Xianglan knew the consequences of offending Wudie. She couldn't help but shudder in her heart. She pursed her lips and cupped her hands and said: "The person that the prince likes should be... a lady. I thought, any man likes to be submissive and well-behaved."

A woman."

"Lady, lady... okay, I believe you this time, I will make a lady!" She shouted excitedly.

…

Cui Moyao sat quietly under the flower stand, watching Fu Yaxuan enjoying Xiaorou playing on the grass, and sometimes he would smile knowingly.

Xuan'er is like his right hand, and Xiaorou is like his left hand, they are both inseparable. Although sometimes he will be jealous that his right hand treats his left hand well, it does not hinder his love for them.

"cousin."

With a soft call, he slowly turned around, completely stunned.

I saw Wudie wearing a gorgeous Jinxiang palace dress, a floor-length skirt, long hair shawl, a delicate face like a flower, lips like cinnabar, a string of diamond necklaces hanging quietly on her slender and attractive neck, especially a pair of flexible

His eyes are like two shining gems.

Seeing that he didn't respond, she quickly asked: "What, doesn't it look good?"

Cui Moyao shook his head and said: "It's not that you don't look good, it's just that I can't get used to you looking like this."

"Slowly, you will get used to it." Wudie's voice was coquettish, and a soft, boneless, slender hand that was as beautiful as spring green onions gently rested on Cui Moyao's thigh.

"I'm going to see Xiaorou." Cui Moyao was so confused that he hurriedly pulled her hand away, stood up and walked quickly to the grass.

Wudie didn't miss his panic look. She thought she was betting on the right thing this time.

To get along with Wudie, Cui Moyao would rather play sepak takraw with Xiaorou.

Wu Die also followed, holding a bamboo dragonfly in one hand, and touching Xiaorou's fleshy face with the other hand: "Xiaorou, do you want to play with the bamboo dragonfly?"

Xiaorou is not afraid of strangers. When she sees interesting things, she will bab and dance.

Wudie rubbed the bamboo dragonfly with her hands, rubbing it, and the bamboo dragonfly took off her hands and flew out into the sky. Xiaorou kept staring at the flying thing, and she straightened up and wanted to chase it.

Fu Yaxuan quietly pulled Cui Moyao aside and whispered: "What tricks is your cousin doing today?"
Chapter completed!