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Bai Qianfan was shocked. Her broom fell to the ground, and she knelt down. She almost fell down. Her knee touched the ground and hurt. But she didn't feel it, just like it was not her own leg. She leaned slightly, afraid to be recognized by Mo Rongshu. After the initial shock, she found that she was a little ridiculous. The emperor would not come to her side when he took the main road. She braved herself and raised her eyes slightly. She caught a glimpse of a chariot covered with bright yellow treasure going slowly to Jingxiu palace.

The people on the chariot sat upright, dressed in bright yellow dragon robes, with jade crowns on their heads, and looked up at the front, not happy or sad. Even if they were far away, they could see the noble spirit of Tsinghua and the power of the king.

If he was really different from before, she would not recognize him any more. Bai Qianfan looked at him in a daze, and his heart was like ten thousand rabbits running in. He was hopping around, and his chest was hurt, as if he had suddenly overflowed into the sea, rising little by little, and pressed down on her throat. He couldn't even breathe.

The chariot didn't walk fast, but she felt that in the blink of an eye, Mo Rongshu turned from his side to his back, passed her eyes and gradually left her.

She clenched her fist tightly and slowly released her hand. The emotion in her heart was so complicated that she could not tell. She was depressed, sad, joyful, melancholy, complaining, and even a faint hatred. She hated why he forgot her so soon

But it was not the end of the matter. She was just about to sweep away with her broom in frustration when she heard something coming from the other end of Jingxiu palace. She turned around and saw a large group of people running out of the palace. At the head of the scene was a child, holding a white gauze net bag and running happily. Behind her, she followed a group of people, shouting, "Your Highness, slow down, the ground is still wet, Be careful to slip. Your highness, slow down... "

Bai Qianfan's broom fell to the ground again, and her long-standing tears came out. It was lin'er, her lin'er. He grew so big and ran so steadily. She couldn't help but move. She was about to go there. She was asked, "what are you doing?"

Bai Qianfan wakes up like a dream. He quickly lowers his head and hides his tearful face.

But the middle-aged eunuch walked over and looked at her suspiciously, "what's the matter with you? Why do you cry? "

"No, the wind lost her eyes," she lowered her head, voice gently, "the old problem, the wind on the tears."

"Well, there's another problem." The middle-aged eunuch scolded her, "long live Ye is in Jingxiu palace. Cheer up for us. Clean up here and go back quickly."

Bai Qianfan bowed his head and accelerated the sweeping. The middle-aged eunuch looked at her for a while and turned to go elsewhere.

Bai Qianfan stealthily glances at Jingxiu palace. Mo Ronglin doesn't run far away. He sprinkles joy on the platform in front of the palace and runs east and West with his net pocket, trying to catch something.

The little eunuch yelled: "Your Highness, there are no butterflies here. Go to the royal garden some other day. There must be butterflies there."

Mo Ronglin ran for a while and stopped. It turned out that the emperor and xiuyuanshuang came out side by side. The emperor waved to Mo Ronglin, and the little prince ran to him, holding his head high and smiling at him.

The emperor asked him, "do you like it? I made it myself."

Mo Ronglin nods and smiles so that two dimples appear in the corner of his mouth. Xiuyuanshuang is angry. "Why does the emperor send his highness this? The little girl loves catching butterflies."

The emperor said, "he is still young. What do you know? Just be happy. When you grow up, you will understand. " He bent down and pinched Mo Ronglin's face. "When the weather clears up, let them take you to the royal garden to catch butterflies. There are many butterflies there."

Mo Rong Lin tugged his hand and said that he wanted to go now. The emperor shook his head with a smile. "Not now. It's just raining. It's mud sliding in."

The emperor touched his head. "Lin'er, my father is going back. You're good. I'll see you next time."

Mo Ronglin gave him a very polite salute. The emperor touched his head again, turned around and left.

Mo Rong Lin consciously leans to Xiuyuan frost and lets Xiuyuan frost lead him in.

When Bai Qianfan saw this scene in the distance, he only felt the boundless cold, so cold that her blood would be frozen. The frozen heart fell to the ground and broke into pieces. It's just like that.

The three people on the platform stand together like a family of three. She really has a feeling of being replaced, but she didn't expect that the person would be xiuyuanshuang. In the past, Mo Rongshu didn't like xiuyuanshuang at all, and he didn't look good when he mentioned it, but now he has a smile in front of her. It turns out that everything will change. She has changed, Mo Rongshu has changed, and even her lin'er has changed She had only been with her before, but just now she was held by xiuyuanshuang. Naturally, she didn't have any share. It was really like mother and son, but it was her child. She was pregnant for ten months, and she had to work hard to give birth to her child

When she was in Nanyuan, nothing could really affect her, and she could always maintain her normal attitude. But when she entered the palace, the invisible sharp knives poked her heart one by one, and her mouth was full of blood. Then she found that she had bitten her lips.

As soon as she raised her head, the middle-aged eunuch came again. She quickly lowered her head and brushed with her broom. She tasted the taste of blood, but her heart soon calmed down. She is more determined to take Mo Ronglin out of the palace. She doesn't regret falling in love with Mo Rongshu. At least he gave her a child. The time with him is like a dream. Now that she wakes up, it's time for her to go back to her real life.It's easy to find out the location of Jingxiu palace. She'll steal her own son another day. It's just that the guard at the gate is a little hard to deal with. Just now, I heard the little eunuch calling for the imperial garden. I think Mo Ronglin got a catch. She has to go to the imperial garden to have a good time. She's just waiting in the imperial garden. There's always a chance.

Back at the Huanyi Bureau, a familiar maid in waiting said to her, "what's wrong with your face? What's the matter with the powder? "

Bai Qianfan's heart clattered for a while. He quickly lowered his head, covered his face with his hands, and said, "don't grow anything. No wonder it's itchy. I'll go and have a look." Then he went into the room.

Looking for a small bronze mirror, the yellow powder on her face was washed out of two white paths by tears, and then she pulled her sleeve to wipe it casually, making a piece of white and yellow under her eyelids, like ringworm.

She quickly found out the bottle of ointment, picked out a little powder and put it under her eyes. She was secretly annoyed that it almost broke the big deal. Later, she had to be hard hearted. Mo Rongshu was someone else's husband and had nothing to do with her any more. She just bothered herself. Even if you see Mo Ronglin again, you should keep quiet. If you let people see the good and bad, you will lose all your previous achievements.

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yesterday, I visited the website and saw that some readers asked if they could interact with the author. Here, there are only three ways to interact with the author, one is Migu app, two is Weibo, and three is reader group. Stand outside the basin of reading friends can go to Weibo and readers, the author waiting for you.

Another: today I go out to work, only one night.

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