She was thinking about Sue nine niang. Look at her stupefied. She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of her eyes and asked, "Flower Niang told you about Qinling Mountain. What are you thinking about?" “

Although Xia Hua knew that Qinling was interested in her, she didn’t want him to let the matchmaker kiss him. It was a good feeling to treat her, but she was a little warm and grateful to him.
She lightly pursed her lips and said, "Mother Qinling is good, but the flowers mean something to him." "But flowers, you should know that it is not easy for a woman to find a lover who cherishes herself in this life."
Sue nine niang zheng "who? “
Summer flowers thinking about her Xiao Jue will eventually let Niang know that it is better to say it later than to say it earlier. Just tell her the whole story, and her eyes will show silk tenderness.’ Mother, his name is Xiao Jue.’
"Xiao what?" Su nine niang’s face turned white in a flash. I can hardly believe I suddenly got up.
"Xiao Jue" Xia Hua disconsolately looked up at Su nine niang.
"Is that the holy emperor of Jiuli Hall in Xiaochenkou?" Sue nine niang has always been gentle with a sharp pain in her eyes. Her lips trembled slightly and her moth eyebrows almost bit her silver teeth.
"Mom, are you so reacting?" Xia Hua asked
"Flowers, don’t worry about your mother’s reaction. Tell your mother whether this Xiao Jue is the holy emperor of Jiuli Hall?"
Xia Hua nodded and said, "It’s him who doesn’t want to hide from his mother."
Su nine niang’s face was completely gray, and she suddenly leaned over to hold down Xia Hua’s hand and bite her teeth. "Flowers are not allowed."
Xia Hua stared at her. In her memory, Su nine niang had never had such a sharp word and a stern look. She wondered, "Does Niang know Xiao Jue?"
"No, I don’t know my mother. I don’t even know what he looks like." Su nine niang held down Xia Hua’s hand tightly, which was shaking and every muscle was shaking. She felt like there were thousands of ants biting at this moment.
She wants to have a quiet day and her daughter can live in peace. How can she let her favorite daughter, the Holy Emperor of Jiulidian, talk nonsense? That’s a murderous devil.
She took out the strongest tone in her life and looked at Xia Huadao. "Flowers will never allow you to be with him unless your mother dies."
"Mom, you should know the nature of flowers. You can’t say why. Flowers will not depend on you." Xia Hua said brightly.
"Flower Niang knows that your idea is big, but she thinks that you can live a good life in this generation, and you have to get mixed up with a devil."
"Mom, do you know Xiao Jueren just by a few words from Qing Ruchen, or do you know him by your roots?" Xia Hua asked step by step
"No, I don’t know him. I won’t lie to Huaer. I’ve never seen him."
"You denied that mother without even seeing anyone else."
"Mother is a flower. Hello …" Su nine niang was in tears, and her eyes were soft and gentle. She held Xia Hua’s hand tightly and said with a sad face, "Flowers, you should know that mother is hello!"
Xia Hua can’t be shaken by Su nine niang’s words. Whether Xiao Jue will be together depends on her and Xiao Jue’s emotional development. She can’t be slightly changed by other people’s words.
But looking at Su nine niang’s tearful face and gentle loving eyes, she really can’t contradict her forcibly. Although she is not her daughter, she sincerely treats her as a daughter.
She has her own insistence in her heart, but this will also appease her first. She sighed, "Mom, let me think about it."
"Flower Niang doesn’t want to force you, and she has never forced you. It is this matter that you must listen to Niang." She has a gentle and tenacious tone in her eyes and is as firm as stone.
"Empress, I’m back-"Xia Dashuan shouted suddenly outside the house.
Su nine niang quickly wiped her face and tears and pressed Xia Hua’s hand to say, "Hua Er Shuan and Da Zhuang are back, and my knees are cooking."
Xia Hua’s mood is a little confused and nodded. Su nine niang got up and looked back and said, "Flowers, can you forgive Niang?"
Xia Hua looked up and said, "You and I can’t forgive what Niang said."
"No, Flower Niang, I’m sorry. Your mother shouldn’t interfere. You are a mother, and there’s nothing she can do." She sighed, and her body seemed to be shaken by frost, making people look at her mind.
"Mom, what’s wrong with you? Why are you crying?" Xia Dashuan’s soft little voice outside the house
"It’s all right, mother. It’s the ash who lost her eyes."
"Outside … grandma asked Dazhuang to help you blow or your eyes would … hurt."
"Grandmother Zhuang’s eyes will be fine soon."
"Oh, no … no!" Xia Dazhuang slammed his head.
"What happened to Dazhuang?" Su nine niang and Dashuan asked the same question.
"Grandma Shuan … Shuan Shu Da Zhuang gave it to Qing … Qing Ruchen Lotus … Lotus Group on Shuan Shu Table and left it to him."
"I’m a little dust, but I live in Baishui Temple anyway. He will take it when he sees it."
"No … I can’t … I don’t know what … when he will come back when Qing … Qing Ruchen is not here today. I’m afraid he will come back … The group called the mouse to eat me and I’ll get it … and take it to his room."
Sue nine niang slightly exhibition exhibition finger big strong head way "also didn’t see big strong used to treat little dust so kind".
"Now … it’s different now …" Xia Dazhuang smiled.
Xia Hua walked out of the room. She was just about to be born and blow the cold wind for a walk. "Anyway, I’d better go before it’s late!"
……
Misty rain is like a dream and a beautiful woman is like a fairy.
It’s like a lingering drizzle. The countryside road is wet and slippery. It’s a little dark, but the summer flowers are flat. Everything in sight is the same as during the day. The road is just slightly different in mood.
Su nine niang didn’t know it in the past, but she vaguely felt that there must be Su nine niang in the past, otherwise she wouldn’t have reacted so much.
Didn’t Xiao ever kill Su Jiu’s family? She shook her head. It’s not clear how much she thought.
Suddenly there was a burst of footsteps behind her, and before she turned her head, she heard a "little flower …"
The Qinling Mountains are warm and slightly hoarse.
Xia Hua turned around and saw that he didn’t have an umbrella in the drizzle, and the rain dripped down his black hair. He looked as warm as before, but there was a kind of unspeakable depression hidden in that warm color.
A cold wind blew over him, and Xia Hua came back to him with an umbrella. She asked faintly, "Why don’t you take an umbrella in this rainy day?"
He suddenly grasped her hand holding the umbrella handle and asked, "Xiaohua, will you?"
Xia Hua paused and shook his head, and his soft voice rang in Qinling’s ear. "Qinling, you should know that in my heart, you are a friend of mine and that’s all."
He shook his body slightly, and there was deep despair in his eyes. He didn’t want her to see that he was pitiful and despicable, and he didn’t want her to pity himself for paying that little love. He smiled mournfully, turned pale and chilled, and gently opened his lips. "Xiaohua, in fact, I have long known this was the case, but I am not reconciled to never telling you about you. I have, I always have the courage to try, don’t I? Even so, I am sorry. "
Xia Hua looked at [Hot, Door Novel Network]. He was deeply immersed in his eyes, and his expression was depressed. His lips could not hide his sadness. She didn’t know if she advised him. She sighed slightly, "Isn’t it good for Qinling to be friends?"
He arranged a mood to hold her hand and let it go down to his side. He tried to give a relieved smile. He nodded solemnly and said, "Good! Xiaohua said to be friends, be friends. "
She smiled, "It’s very kind of you in Qinling."
His eyes are full of tenderness for her eyes, but he can’t say it. He shook his head and smiled gently. "It would be good enough for Xiaohua to remember me."
She laughed. "Well, I won’t tell you any more. I have to go to Baishui Temple. Let’s leave it at that."
He nodded and looked at her as she left the back. She was obsessed with color and color, and her lips lost their color. She smiled suddenly. He didn’t want Sister-in-law Wen to go to Xiahua’s house, but he still wanted to give it a try, even if he hoped that the fireworks would be extinguished.
He is her fate after all, but he wants to say to her, "Xiaohua actually wants you to look at me again, even if you look at me, you can carve a small mark in your heart, even if it is as small as dust."
But this sentence can be said in other ways.
Since the fate should let go, I will be so affectionate in front of her again.