Although there were still people who said that she was the daughter of a criminal, because she had saved the emperor's life, the two opinions offset each other and those who said that gradually shut up.
But besides Aunt Gui, the Taoist priest surnamed He also knew that Su Yue was your father's daughter, not her mother Li Xiaolian.
"Humph, the relationship between the two of them is unclear. Will the suspicious little emperor believe him?"
but…
It seems that they need to have a closer relationship.
What about her appearance? After all, she looked very young, a woman of eighteen or nineteen years old.
"Oh, you underestimate me a little bit."
She still has a way to make a person age quickly.
Then why did you put the poison powder bag into Aunt Gui's sachet? Aren't you afraid that someone will find out
"Of course I have my reasons, just wait and see!"
Su Qiao didn't want to explain too much, so he avoided people and quickly returned to his own small courtyard.
After entering the courtyard, she met the two little palace maids who had been taking care of her.
The two young palace maids looked at her coldly with sour faces, and left the yard without even saying hello.
This is too arrogant. Don't you want to teach them a lesson
"If you don't have the ability, you have to learn to be patient."
Su Qiao is not a person who acts on impulse.
Without caring about anything else, he went straight into his little room and locked the door from the inside.
After eating a roasted chicken, he sat cross-legged on the bed and continued practicing.
This time, perhaps because her brain had recovered and she no longer felt uncomfortable, she calmed down and continued practicing until midnight.
The night was as cool as water, and the entire palace was immersed in silence, like a sleeping beast.
Only occasionally would a light flicker by.
That's the guard patrolling at night.
Host, please stop practicing, someone is sneaking in through the window.
The moment Xiao Si reminded him, Su Qiao opened his eyes and jumped off the bed.
Taking advantage of the cold white moonlight pouring in through the window, her eyes were sharp and she was ready to attack.
"who?"
"Qiao'er? Sister?"
The man was very tall and dressed in gray clothes.
At this moment, I stood at the window, with my back to the moonlight, carefully identifying the woman in the light-colored jacket and skirt beside the bed.
Soon, he grabbed the black scarf off his face and stepped forward excitedly: "Is it Qiao'er?"
Su Qiao was stunned.
I always feel that this voice is somewhat familiar.
But to be on the safe side, she didn't go any closer.
"Who are you?"
Su Bowen was very excited. The tall and strong man burst into tears in an instant. He rushed forward and grabbed Su Qiao's hand tightly, "Qiao'er, I... I am your brother."
"…?"
Su Qiao was confused.
Does she have a brother
It seems... it seems like there is one
The original body's brain had been tormented by the Bloodthirsty Cauldron for more than two years, and many memories were lost in his mind. Su Qiao was a little confused now.
However, she was too lazy to think about it anymore, because when she thought about it, her head would hurt like needles.
but…
This tall and strong man with a full beard and dressed like a beggar, is he really her brother
Host, he is right, he is really your brother, and he is your biological brother, born from the same mother. He just secretly left home four or five years ago, saying that he was going out to learn skills from a master.
444 was also very excited in the space.
Its host is finally no longer isolated and helpless.
Although the man in front of me doesn’t seem to be doing very well
However, he was able to sneak into the palace without being discovered. At least he was good at martial arts.
Qinggong is good, but it can be put to great use.
At least I can go to the Imperial Medical Bureau to steal medicinal herbs.
Because of this, 444 almost pulled out all the hair on his head today.
Looking at the big man in front of him who was crying quietly with tears all over his face, Su Qiao was confused: What's going on