At this moment, all the disguises of the saint girl in southern Xinjiang were taken off, just like a normal little girl, she rushed into the arms of grandma Gu, and her tears stained the skirt of grandma Gu.
The coachman outside is one of their own, and grandma Gu is not worried that it will be spread. It's just Helian Yuhua
Think of here, Gu mother-in-law patted Nanjiang saint on the back: "saint, it's not your fault. It's been so long, so don't think about it any more. Now Prince Helian has seen something strange about you. He needs to explain it. "
Although she knows that the saint girl in southern Xinjiang is very sad now, everything is of great importance, and grandma Gu still tells her about it.
The saint of Southern Xinjiang didn't immediately answer mother Gu. Instead, she stayed in her arms and cried for a while. She just sat up straight. Now the saint girl of Southern Xinjiang has returned to her usual cold appearance, and her tough eyes are heartbreaking.
"The palace will find time to explain, mother-in-law don't worry."
Seeing that the saint of Southern Xinjiang wrapped herself up again, grandma Gu sighed. She didn't say anything more.
At the same time, there Helian Yuhua is still standing in place. The coachman was very low-key, waiting, trying to reduce his sense of existence.
Qingli helplessly looked at Helian Yuhua, who fell into his own thoughts, and said, "Your Highness, the saint of Southern Xinjiang has gone far away. Don't you go back?"
"Ah?" Helian Yuhua seemed to be startled, and his expression was still a little cute.
It was not until he saw the white eyes of Qingli before his eyes that Helian Yuhua regained his mind. Realizing that he had just been seen a good play, Helian Yuhua slapped Qingli on the head: "hum, the carriage is like this. How can I go back?"
With that, Helian Yuhua looked at the direction of the southern Xinjiang saint's departure and said, "I don't know what's the matter with this woman. After a while, no one will pay attention to her. After a while, she starts to move. It's like a changed person!"
The voice fell, and it seemed that he could still feel the pain in his legs. He Lian Yuhua's resentment against the saint of Southern Xinjiang became more intense.
One side of the green from but seem to catch what key, helpless expression instantly become serious.
"Your Highness, it seems that there is something wrong with this southern saint."
"Right? I think she has a problem, too! " He answered carelessly. He immediately stepped on the carriage he had just disliked and told the driver to drive away.
Before Qingli could react, he saw that the carriage was moving away.
With a curse, Qingli quickly catches up with him and sits on the shaft, but he doesn't know that He Lian Yuhua in the carriage doesn't care. His face is dignified.
How can he not know what Qingli wants to express? It's just that this is not the place to speak, so he pretends not to understand.
He didn't know what happened to him. When he just faced the saint of Southern Xinjiang, he just felt that all his reason had disappeared. He was impulsive like a hairy boy. Now calm down, he thought of the difference of the saint in southern Xinjiang.
Although rumors are not credible, they are generally true and false, and some of them are true. But the appearance of Nanjiang Saint just now really scared him. He could see that the appearance of Nanjiang Saint just now could not be pretended.
In this way, it can only be the secret of the southern Virgin that just burst out. At the same time, Helian Yuhua was also thinking about what he had done to drive the southern virgin mad.
Thinking of the madness of the saint in southern Xinjiang, Helian Yuhua is guilty.
A quarter of an hour later, Helian Yuhua returned to the post station. As a person of other countries, He Lian Yuhua naturally lives with the saint of Southern Xinjiang.
After getting out of the carriage, Helian Yuhua took a look at the direction of the saint's room in southern Xinjiang, and saw that the room was no longer bright. Then Helian Yuhua went back to his room.
"Qingli, I want to know as much as possible about Nanyu Ni." Helian Yuhua took the lead and looked dignified.
Seeing this, Qing Li, who was ready to denounce the behavior of Helian Yuhua leaving him, immediately swallowed the words of complaint. Very respectfully toward Helian Yuhua, Qing Li solemnly said: "yes, I understand."
The voice falls, green leaves to turn round to walk, unexpectedly is to plan to check the matter of the southern Xinjiang Saint girl in the night.
In this regard, Helian Yuhua did not stop.
The night passed quickly, and the next morning, when the talent was bright, the door of Helian Yuhua was knocked.
Because he was in a foreign land, Helian Yuhua kept vigilant at any time. When he heard the news, he suddenly opened his eyes. He thought it was Qingli who came back, but he didn't want to open the door. What he saw was the wrinkled old lady Gu.
After a short period of stupefaction, Helian Yuhua said, "what's the matter with mother-in-law?"
Different from last night's unreasonable, He Lian Yuhua is extremely reasonable at the moment, which is the posture of Pian Pian Jia.
Gu's mother-in-law bowed down and looked neither haughty nor haughty: "holy lady, please, your highness, please go with the old woman." The tone is very peaceful, did not let Helian Yuhua produce any displeasure."In this case, please ask your mother-in-law to lead the way."
The rooms in the post station are not far away. Because it's still early and many people haven't got up, the post station seems rather cold. However, although the servants of the post station didn't wake up, there were still many people breathing in the dark. In addition to Helian Yuhua's people, they were the people of the saints in southern Xinjiang.
In order to be safe, the saint of Southern Xinjiang let her own people surround the post station without letting any outsiders enter.
After a while, she arrived at the courtyard of Nanjiang saint. When she arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Granny Gu went down. It seemed that she was ready to let Helian Yuhua and Nanjiang Saint alone.
Seeing this, Rao is Helian. No matter how thick skinned Yu Hua is, his cheeks are flushed. He is quite uncomfortable.
Nanjiang saint is still covered with light gauze, sitting quietly in the yard, with a pot of hot tea on the table. It seems that she has been waiting for a long time.
"Sit down, please."
Seeing that Helian Yuhua came in, the saint of Southern Xinjiang didn't get up. She just motioned to Helian Yuhua to sit down. Her gesture seemed to have a special charm. For a moment, her eyes were a little straight, but she didn't hear what she said.
It was not until the southern Xinjiang Saint reminded her again that He Lian Yuhua was suddenly surprised. When he thought that he had lost his mind to a crazy woman, he could not help but scold himself in the bottom of his heart, but his ears were filled with a touch of abnormal red.
After clearing his throat, Helian Yuhua was very uncomfortable sitting opposite the saint of Southern Xinjiang.
As soon as he sat down, He Lian Yuhua's eyes fell on the hands of the saint of Southern Xinjiang. I don't know if it's because he had a little intimate contact yesterday. Now when he looks at the hand of the saint in southern Xinjiang, he thinks of the scene that he firmly grasped other people's jade hand yesterday.
This thought is extraordinary. Helian Yuhua, who is already red to the ear, immediately turns his whole head red except for his hair.