The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 903 The Concubine Wants to Climb the Wall (29)2200+ words

Su Qinghuan stared straight at Su Rui with her eyes, she could see Su Rui's impatience, but when she saw the man standing in front of her holding back his displeasure because of the medicine, the little fox felt that Su Rui There is something cute under the old-fashioned appearance.

The corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up higher, and there was an indescribable sweetness in her heart.

The little fox deliberately teased Su Rui.

"Brother, are you angry with Qing Huan? But obviously it's just a name change, and Qing Huan is just to make you and me get closer, that's all."

When it comes to the word closeness, Su Qing's smiling eyes seem to reflect two lakes, the clarity is a bit breathtaking.

If it wasn't for Su Qinghuan being Su Rui's half-sister, or seeing the woman's attitude of teasing him again and again, Su Rui would have mistakenly thought that Su Qinghuan was the women who admired him outside.

But as soon as this idea came up, Su Rui immediately began to feel absurd.

Except that Su Qinghuan was a little clingy to him when she was young, but after she grew up, she became very indifferent to Su Rui.

Later, when Su Qinghuan entered the palace, even if Su Rui had never had a relationship with a man and a woman, he could tell that he, a cheap little sister, admired the majesty in the palace very much.

Even though,

Helpless with Su Qinghuan's identity and his own desire to live, the man who has always been aloof and dignified, finally resisted the urge to walk away and said politely to Su Qinghuan.

"The empress is much younger than the minister, and the minister is not too angry with the empress for such a trivial matter."

"Oh, why are you calling me your mother again?"

Su Qinghuan glanced at him slightly annoyed, feeling a little depressed inside.

"If you're not angry with me, I'm going to be angry with you. Didn't I tell you that I don't like you calling me your mother, and I don't like the way you treat me like a humble minister in front of me."

"This……"

Su Ruijun frowned slightly, seeing the woman in front of him acting coquettishly towards him, the man felt very absurd in his heart.

——If time goes back to the time when Su Qinghuan was young, this scene would be relatively normal.

After all, at that time, Su Qinghuan was still a yellow-haired girl, she often liked to chase after Su Rui's older brother, and her older brother was shorter, and she also liked to complain about why my brother ignored me and other children begging for my brother's love today.

But after all, Su Qinghuan is not a girl with long hair, what's more, Su Qinghuan looks at him eagerly now, which inexplicably makes the man's heart tense.

He even had the illusion that he had done something wrong to Su Qinghuan and let her down.

This feeling is very absurd, but Su Qinghuan looks at him, even if he goes back to the little follower ten years ago, he is completely different.

Constrained by fixed thinking, although Su Rui doesn't dote on Su Qinghuan, the younger sister of the same father, and even treats her very coldly, he never imagined that Su Qinghuan had changed his mind a long time ago, and even embraced that kind of rebellious attitude towards him. thought.

……

Seeing the man standing aside silently frowning, Su Qinghuan looked at him sincerely and said in a low voice.

"It's fine for brother to call me Qing Huan. If brother doesn't mind, can Qing Huan call me by his name?"

"..."

Today's Su Qinghuan is really weird.

Under the sun, Su Rui looked at the little fox steadfastly, there was an indelible gloom in his delicate pale eyes.

"You want to call me Jinyan, why?"

"Why not?"

Su Qinghuan raised her eyebrows, she leaned lazily against the window casement.

"After all, Qing Huan is also qualified to be called brother's name?"

"..."

Su Rui was silent for a while.

Generally speaking, men's characters can only be addressed by relatives at home, close friends, and future wives.

It's not too much for Su Qinghuan to call Su Rui Su Jinyan, but Su Rui didn't think that his relationship with Su Qinghuan was so good before, otherwise he wouldn't have always regarded himself as a humble minister.

……

The atmosphere suddenly condensed.

Even the maid Xiaotao could see this weird and stalemate atmosphere, and she couldn't stand it in her heart.

——The eldest son is a weird person, and he also likes to make a face of ice cubes. Since she reached Jiji, hasn't the young lady no longer liked to chase after the eldest son's figure?
Why did you start messing around with the eldest son again today?

……

Just when the two faced each other silently, Su Rui suddenly flicked his sleeves and stood aside.

"It's up to you, the empress has a noble status, and I dare not disobey."

"Brother, as I said, you should call me Qing Huan."

"..."

Throwing out such a burden that seemed to be an order and a request, Su Rui didn't understand what Su Qinghuan wanted to do for a while.

It's just that the woman's eyes are too fierce, and for a while, the man doesn't want to look at her very much.

I always feel that if Su Qinghuan stares at me a few more times, I will get burned.

"……it is good."

The man was silent for a while, and finally he was no longer obsessed with the titles of Niangniang and Weichen. Su Qinghuan also heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly glanced at Xiaotao with a smile.

"Xiao Tao, since brother is relieved, let's go down too, and you take that snowy face flower with you, don't fall or knock it."

Hearing Xue Yanhua's name, the man who had turned around and was about to leave before, looked back in an instant.

I saw that Su Qinghuan didn't have the airs of a noble concubine, and jumped off the carriage straight away, her whole body was very neat, but the maid Xiaotao was carefully helped down with the flowerpot containing the snowflakes.

……

After all, it was a medicine primer that was related to his wealth and life, so Su Rui couldn't help but look at the pot of snow flower in Xiaotao's hand for a few more seconds.

I saw that the flowers that were supposed to be full of vitality seemed to have been drained of water. A pile of dead branches and leaves had accumulated, and the whole plant was dying in the flowerpot, as if it would die completely in the next moment.

……

The man was suffering from a long illness, and although he didn't take life and death completely lightly, he didn't have much hope for the century-old snowy beauty that Su Qinghuan said.

After all, before the death of the medicine sage, he once said that the poison brought by Su Rui's mother's womb has been immersed in the bone marrow for a long time, and his prescription is completely based on Su Rui's condition. wrote the antidote.

Therefore, even with the hundred-year-old snow face flower as medicine, it may not be able to completely eradicate the root cause of Su Rui's disease, it can only prolong his life for a few years.

……

It's just a hope after all, seeing the almost withered plant in Xiaotao's hand at this moment, the light in the man's eyes disappeared instantly.

He glanced at Su Qinghuan indifferently, with a smile that was not a smile.

"Is this the strange flower that Qing Huan was talking about? Did you work hard to get it?"

Su Qinghuan nodded without blushing.

"Of course, brother, don't look at it's tired and shapeless now, but when the Mid-Autumn Festival comes, this flower will be able to come back to life."

Su Rui nodded casually.

"That's it."

Seeing the man's indifferent look, Su Qinghuan felt wronged and sad when she thought that she had to bled this broken flower every day.

And Xiaotao understood Su Qinghuan's difficulties best, she blurted out immediately.

"My lord, you don't know how much Miss paid for this flower."

"Xiao Tao!—"

Su Qinghuan's eyes stopped, and Xiaotao quickly fell silent in aggrieved manner.

Why didn't the lady let her talk.

……

The little fox voluntarily bleeds and raises flowers, and doesn't want to use this to complain to Su Rui.

She fixed her eyes on the man in brocade clothes and jade belts, and there was a strong spark burning in her eyes.

"If brother doesn't believe that this flower will live, how about taking a gamble with Qing Huan?"

"If Qing Huan wins, brother has to promise Qing Huan one thing."

(End of this chapter)