"Mi'er, are you here?"

Shen Zhan walked over with his hands in his hands, his eyes wandered around the various snacks lined up on the table, and smiled: "How about it, do you think these snacks are okay?" Seeing that Song Mier didn't speak, he didn't care, he just pulled a stool and sat down next to Song Mier, and pushed the fresh meat paste and winter melon dumplings in the direction of Song Mier, "Mi'er, eat this, this won't taste good when it's cold." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"I heard that this winter melon dumpling only sells fifty copies a day, but fortunately we grabbed it today, can you try it? If you think it's delicious, I'll let someone sell it tomorrow, if you think it's good, I think let's just invite the cook to the palace and make this winter melon dumpling for you, and maybe you can develop some new dishes when the time comes, what corn dumplings, red bean dumplings, ・・・・・・"

Song Mi'er interrupted Shen Zhan's words, "Your Majesty, I'm not hungry yet?" ”

"Aren't you hungry?" Shen Zhan was slightly stunned, but after a moment, he immediately said, "I heard that you haven't eaten in the morning, how can you not be hungry?" It's not good for your body, so let's eat a little more, if you don't like these foods, I'll have someone make it for you・・・・・・"

Today, Shen Zhan combed the white hair on both sideburns, hidden between the black hair, and when he lowered his head and chin down, he could still see the wisps of white hair lingering in it, so that it was not dazzling. He hardly dared to look up at Song Mier, only chattering about the food on the table—this was Song Mier's favorite, and he might be able to listen to it. He was cautious, humble and flattering, and he was like the emperor who was swallowing mountains and rivers outside the screen. As he spoke, Shen Zhan saw that Song Mier had not been silent for a long time, and couldn't help but raise his head slightly to look at Song Mier's cold and calm expression, and suddenly felt a little aggrieved, but he quickly adjusted his mentality, still smiling, and asked softly, "Mi'er, am I too noisy?" ”

His voice was very soft and light, as if he was afraid that a fairy in front of him would be disturbed by accident, and fly back to the painting again, and the tail note rose slightly, coupled with his innocent and focused expression, like a small brush, gently fluttering in Song Mier's heart. It's hooked, itchy and unbearable.

More often than not, though, it's uncomfortable.

Song Mier and Shen Zhan have known each other for several years, and they feel that they have a tacit understanding, and even the temptation and interaction after entering the palace can be counted as a tacit understanding. It wasn't until Liu Shuxing said that Song Mier began to think back to the omissions he had not noticed, and found that this former little brother also had a ruthless and ruthless side that he had never seen.

In the past, Song Mier always felt that Shen Zhan could be relied on, but now, she didn't dare to make such a judgment anymore.

They used to grow up together, and they were familiar and intimate with each other. After entering the palace, on top of this layer of intimacy, the identity background and role position were re-instilled, and they had to test each other's interactions for their own interests and safety. Later, I don't know when it began, maybe it was in the chess game where you came and went, maybe it was in Shen Zhan's maintenance of the queen's identity again and again in front of her, maybe it was Shen Zhan's connivance and compromise within the scope of his permission because of the queen mother, or maybe it was in the support of supporting each other and relying on each other when he fled from the southern tour, Song Mier felt that he was lost, lost in this gentle and quiet ocean. Lost in the warmth that may have carried their own camps and their own purposes.

But she should say to herself, it is better to love well and treat it with all her heart, if they are interested in each other, what problems can not be solved and will last forever?

But at this time, Wen Qingwan's pregnancy was not counted, and the blow from Liu Shuxing and Shen Yao's mouths made her break her liver and intestines.

Yes, that's right, Wen Qingwan was inexplicably crazy, but Shen Zhan's attitude towards her made her feel cold.

Yes, that's right, Liu Shuxing died with unwillingness and pain, as his mother said, not all people who are dying are good in their words.

Yes, that's right, Shen Yao's words were also confirmed to be false in the end, and his father, mother, brothers and sisters are still alive in the world.

What can happen cannot be treated as if it never happened.

The people who were favored by Shen Zhan are still living well in the court, in the past, Song Mier refused to face this problem, but after leaving the palace, she was thinking, first Wen Qingwan, and then Yu Xi Liu Shuxing, after this, who will it be?

Those people are still there, the harm is still there, and those deliberate deception and concealment can't be faked, and they are still vivid.

When she felt that "Brother Zhan" was a trustworthy object, her "Brother Zhan" showed her sharp claws and fangs, and when she took off her guard and tried to accept it, her "Brother Zhan" mocked her fiercely.

Now, he's showing a face she's never seen before. Carefully, flatteringly, aggrievedly, but which side is true and which side is false?

The person in front of you, can you really believe it?

Song Mier's face was closed, and even those peach blossom eyes no longer shone brightly.

I don't know if I don't want to answer Shen Zhan's question, or if I care about it forever. Song Mi'er looked at Shen Zhan's hands, and there were bandages still wrapped around the tiger's mouth, "Your Majesty, is the injury on your hands still serious?" Did you have an accompanying imperial doctor to see it? ”

Shen Zhan showed an ecstatic expression, "Mi'er, are you caring about me?" But why don't you call me 'Brother Zhan'? ”

He waited for Song Mi'er's words with anticipation, but when he saw Song Mi'er's expressionless face, he couldn't help but feel lost, and only answered her question seriously, "It's just a small injury, Mi'er doesn't have to care." For the sake of Mi'er, even if I suffer more injuries, I am willing. This time he walked in a hurry, only following Meng Xun, and you also know his medical skills, it won't take a few days to heal. I only hate that I came too late and made you suffer. ”

"Then Your Majesty's white-haired ・・・・・・"

Shen Zhan immediately turned his head unnaturally, "It's nothing, maybe it's a young man's white head?" He sneered and looked at Song Mi'er, "Mi'er, you haven't said yet, which of these snacks and snacks do you like the most?" I remember that you love all kinds of snacks, but you probably don't know that Wangjing has recently opened a new shop specializing in snacks, and business is good. Mi'er, would you like to go back and give it a try? ”

"What if I say I don't want to?"

"I don't want to," Shen Zhan showed a wry smile, cheered up again, and said in a tone that seemed to be indifferent: "It's okay, there are still a lot of food to eat in Wangjing, and even the palace dining room has new dishes, Mi'er may be interested!" ”

Song Mi'er had mixed tastes, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Your Majesty, you don't have to be like this, it's not like you at all." ”

Shen Zhan was slightly stunned, and the spirit that had just been lifted up suddenly unloaded, "I, how can I not be like me anymore?" There was a trace of stubbornness and pain in his expression that was extremely difficult to detect, extremely difficult to detect, and perhaps Shen Zhan himself had not noticed it, let alone Song Mier.

She only stood up, her sleeves brushed over the round table, and the rows of snacks on the table rolled to the ground one by one, Shen Zhan's face was abnormal, and he got up and rushed up, wanting to pick up the pastries that had fallen to the ground, and some of them had been crushed.