Su Nuo''s face was full of question marks, his apricot eyes drooped slightly, and looked at the two cakes in his hands.

    She doesn''t feel bitter, and what does she cry for?

    "Originally, I always thought those were rumors. They said that ink flow cream was bad for you. It must be bad to watch you eat like this."

    Su Qinghao shook her head and wiped her tears with her handkerchief.

    When watching Su Nuo''s lips stained with some cakes, he held out his hand and gently wanted to wipe Su Nuo''s mouth with a handkerchief.

    Su Nuo shunned it.

    Su Qing''s good hand failed, and she hung her hand down again in embarrassment.

    Soon, tears accumulated in her eyes and looked at Su Nuo: "Nuo, tell your sister if you''re not doing well in the palace."

    Su Qinghao heard it secretly from her ancestors. The imperial doctor Wang said that she had called the imperial doctor twice in the past two days.

    Although looking at her forehead at this time, I can''t see any big problem, Su Qinghao must believe in Doctor Wang. He won''t talk disorderly.

    Now that he knows that Su Nuo is not doing well, he is adding fuel to the fire. At that time, Su Nuo will certainly stand on their side.

    "Very good."

    Su Nuo thought about it. There are many delicious things in the palace. Moreover, the radish cooked with moliushuang is also very delicious.

    She likes it very much.

    Su Qing looks at Su Nuo like this and feels that Su Nuo is trying to hold on. She is obviously pretending.

    "Mo liushuang''s appearance is sinister, paranoid, self righteous, ruthless, and won''t treat people as people." Su Qing was easy to talk and frowned. "Nuo Nuo, tell me the truth and I''ll help you."

    Su Qinghao held out her hand to hold Su Nuo''s wrist as she spoke.

    For a moment, I was a little excited.

    Su Nuo''s wrist is red when she pinches it.

    Su Nuo lowered his eyes, filled with water vapor and a little starlight.

    "I don''t allow you to say that about muriushuang."

    Su Nuo''s voice was still soft, but it was cold.

    Su Qing was so stunned that she suddenly felt that Su Nuo was a little strange now. She didn''t loosen her grip on Su Nuo''s wrist for the moment.

    Su Nuo glanced at her tightly held wrist and shook off her hand.

    In fact, she didn''t use much strength, but Su Qing went into the flowers on one side.

    "Woo woo..."

    Su Qing lay strangely in the flowers and gently cried.

    "Don''t talk about Mo liushuang in the future, otherwise..." Su Nuo looked at Su Qing lying in the flowers. Her face was cut by thorns. It was sad, but Su Nuo squeezed her hand.

    "Otherwise... I''ll hit you."

    The soft, waxy voice has no deterrent at all.

    However, Su Qinghao, who was lying at this time, could only cry. She didn''t even dare to move for fear that she would hurt herself more.

    "Hum."

    Su Nuo is a little angry and doesn''t want to eat.

    She turned and brushed her sleeves away.

    "Sobbing..." Su Qing, who was still lying in the flowers and dared not move, cried even more sadly.

    Su Nuo went out of the garden and ran into several servant girls.

    As soon as they looked at her, their faces showed a bright smile.

    "Miss, the old lady is waiting for you." The first servant girl in purple looked like morning glow, and couldn''t restrain her smile.

    "Yes."

    Su Nuo nodded slightly and was welcomed to the old lady''s house by them.