"Fortunately, Qianxun got a panacea from somewhere. It's more effective than Mo Ling's. It doesn't hurt now." She touched the wound and said.
Ling Qiao'er also rushed over and pushed open the door. She pulled her wet bangs and said with a smile, "What are you talking about?"
"Why, you want to come and chat with me today?" Bai smiled slightly.
"Yes, it's raining, and nothing can be done. Hey, miss, isn't this the medicine bottle left by Prince Bao? Why is it broken?" Ling Qiaoer asked, pointing to the broken half bottle in the corner.
Thinking of this, Bai Wei smiled: "Your uncle got jealous and threw it away."
"Wow, he's so bold! He doesn't even care about Prince Bao's things?" Ling Ming'er, who was bound by the palace, said in shock.
"If you don't tell me, who knows? Besides, my uncle loves the young lady so much, so he won't harm the young lady anyway." Xi'er turned to look at Bai Weiwei, "Miss, let me ask you, you met Prince Bao today, you
Do you still remember him? In fact, my uncle is really good, and I envy you two."
"Little girl, there is a saying that yesterday's things are like yesterday's death. What has passed has passed. Some things are not worth remembering if they are missed. Since I married Mo Qianxun, I will never think about it again in this life.
Stay with others, husband and wife, and never be separated."
Xi'er sighed: "What a common couple, we will never be separated."
"Well, that's right. If you meet someone you like, tell me as soon as possible. Don't miss it."
"Miss, look where you are talking," Ling Qiaoer joked.
Bai raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter? I'll tell you a story and you'll understand."
When Ling Qiaoer heard the story, he moved a stool and sat beside the bed happily.
"Oh! I'm here just to listen to you tell stories. I like to listen to the story of Snow White the most. Is that the one I'm talking about?"
Bai shook his head with a slight smile and said: "No, I will tell you a story called "A Blossoming Tree". Let you know that when you meet love, you must seize it in time. If you miss it, you will regret it for life."
"Blooming tree? The name is not nice. I want to hear Snow White." Ling Qiaoer pouted.
"Oh, you listen to what the lady says. If you keep nagging for a while, the lady will stop talking and we won't be able to listen to anything!" Xi'er scolded.
Ling Qiao'er glared at her, jumped forward and hugged Bai Weiwei's arm, smiling: "Young lady is the best, how can you let us down."
"Don't worry, I won't let you down! Listen carefully."
The two of them nodded quickly in tacit understanding, resting their chins on their hands, as if listening.
"The protagonist of the story is a beautiful and smart woman. She is smart and stunning, and she has a good family background. The people who propose marriage come and go, but there is no one she likes. But she knows that there must be someone
Waiting for her. In the sea of thousands of people, in the millions of time, she waited and kept waiting. Finally one day, she and her maid went for a spring outing. Among the people coming and going, she saw
A young man in a white shirt stood under the willow tree. Just at that glance, the waiting in the girl's heart melted like ice. Yes, it was him.
However, out of a girl's shyness, she did not step forward, but she knew that this young man was the one she had been waiting for. She thought that when she got home, she would ask her father to find this young man.