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Chapter 17 I'll buy it for you in the future

21days ago Historical fiction 6
The weather is getting colder and the New Year is coming

On the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, according to the past practice, Zhou Yixuan needed to enter the palace to attend a banquet and spent the New Year's Eve with the emperor and others.

This year is no exception, but Zhou Yixuan's life is still there

Do not bring idle people to the palace, this is the rule everyone knows

But Zhou Yixuan has a solution

Shiwu took off his black clothes, dressed in a maid's light green skirt, stood in front of Zhou Yixuan with expressionless face, but just clenched his hands in the skirt, pointing out that he was nervous about selling her.

Yuanyuan is so beautiful. Zhou Yixuan rubbed her and pinched her white fingertips, so cool.

Zhou Yixuan originally thought that he would go to the palace with him with his fifteenth place. As a secret guard, he would be mistaken for being an assassin, but as a maid, it would be much more convenient.

He didn't want to sing and dance inside, but he won two birds with one stone outside.

But when I saw Shiwu wearing a different skirt, his face looked like a peach blossom, and his bright and childish face was not as beautiful as the world. His slender waist was far away under his plump breasts, and his tall and straight posture was still fascinating.

He suddenly felt a little regretful and gently pinched Shiwu's white and pink cheeks: Don't look up after entering the uterus, do you have to follow me without leaving any steps?

Fifteen nodded, but when he held his face, he could only agree vaguely: Yes

Before leaving, Zhou Yixuan looked back in confusion again: Is Yuanyuan covered with rouge?

Fifteen: I don't have that thing

Zhou Yixuan felt relieved and said in the next moment: I will buy it for you in the future

He walked in front, wondering why Shiwu was different from others in his maid's uniform. He did not see Shiwu's tender eyes as he looked behind him at his majestic back.

The banquet in the palace was very luxurious. The fifteenth burying his head and stood beside Zhou Yixuan without looking sideways, but he still felt a gaze like a ray of light.

She knows who it is, Qiao Xiyuan

Qiao Xiyuan is now in a noble status, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a native chicken and turns into a phoenix.

She was wearing a pink dress, making her look more beautiful than a flowery person

The person sitting next to her should be her mother, Youshi. Youshi looked very caring to Qiao Xiyuan and would always ask her what else she needed. She would change the tea when it was cold, and she would add the pastry when it was missing.

Although it was just the first glance, you could feel the importance of Youshi to Qiao Xiyuan

Hearing that Qiao Xiyuan was abducted by human traffickers, Youshi was crying every day and even had a estrangement with Su. Fortunately, Su Xiangyang's birth later distracted her from some attention.

Now that her daughter is back, she must have wished to fill all the regrets over the years

When the 15th thought about the fact, it would make the originally cold face add a little bit of silly. Others couldn't stand it. Zhou Yixuan could look at it when he turned around.

He pushed the empty teacup to the side of the case. Fifteen eyes were sharp, and he didn't need to say much. He quickly lowered his body and added tea to him.

What was Yuanyuan thinking? Zhou Yixuan sniffed the fragrance of soap beads wandering in the air when he leaned over. When he spoke, his hair fell over his face, which made people feel itchy and scratched their hearts.

……nothing

After fifteenth reply, he stood up straight, and Zhou Yixuan suddenly felt that this banquet was boring.

Without Yuanyuan feeding him food, no matter how many delicious dishes are, they are all decorations.

Zhou Yixuan greeted Zhou Yihong who was sitting above him, and then he winked at the fifteenth place.

Zhou Yihong was also used to Zhou Yixuan's behavior of leaving midfield. He couldn't sit still and couldn't stand the flattering faces of those people, but he just resigned earlier this year.

Qiao Xiyuan looked at Zhou Yixuan's back and the fifteenth moves, and her hands hidden under the desk tightened. Her eyes flashed with a sharp look and she smiled at You Shi Yingying beside her: Mom, my daughter wants to go and take a walk.

Youshi hesitated a little: I am not familiar with the place in this palace. Do you want your mother to accompany you?

Qiao Xiyuan pouted and held Youshi's arm: It's okay, just have Bihe with her daughter.

In the end, You agreed, and Qiao Xiyuan got up and left the seat

Su Xiangyang, who was sitting opposite them, saw his sister who had just recognized her ancestors and left, and couldn't help but sneer: What a sissy

Su Xiangyang doesn't like this sister, but there is no reason, he just doesn't like it.

Su Jing turned his head and looked at him, looked in his direction, and then he gave him a hammer to the back of his head: Say this a bit again!

She was a woman, so I didn't say anything! Moreover, she was not like my sister at all. Su Xiangyang rubbed the back of his head and continued to refute without fear of death.

Su was speechless. Su Xiangyang was right. Qiao Xiyuan was indeed not like the children of a military general family. She was too weak, but he still twisted Su Xiangyang's neck and then scolded: That's also your sister. Didn't you see your mother so happy that she came back?

Dad, you are so timid. Your wife is very strict

Su was not ashamed but proud: Hey, you bastard! How could you be afraid of your mother?

……

Fifteen was about to leave the table and follow Zhou Yixuan's pace, but he never thought that he could hear the conversation at the next table.

Although she had no expression on her face, her heart still felt a little soft. When she turned around, the corner of her mouth also rose significantly.

In fact, sometimes I envy Qiao Xiyuan

Yuanyuan, don’t envy her, you have me!

In addition, I actually want to come to a rockery in the back garden... But it's so cold, let's leave it for the next story: 3

Tomorrow, there will be a hundred pearls