It is still Emperor Chunyuan's favorite light yarn flowing firefly, with a bitter taste, even in the later stage, it will not return to sweetness. Just like this huge court, the huge thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, pour everything for it, and in the end it will still go into the hands of others, and life will not bring death and will not take it away.

The hot palm of the teacup in his hand was burning, but it couldn't withstand the coldness of seeing the old face of Emperor Chunyuan through the curtain.

This excessive winter is destined to be unpeaceful.

After briefly cleaning up his thoughts, the ancient painting fan reached into his arms and took out his purse, took out a piece of blood snow lotus and soaked it in the tea cup. Blood Snow Lotus has miraculous effects, I hope to make Emperor Chunyuan feel better...

"Ahem—"

Emperor Chunyuan's suppressed cough sounded in the silent room again, and the ancient painting fan hurriedly put his purse into his arms, picked up the teacup and walked towards Emperor Chunyuan.

"Your Majesty, let's have some tea." This tea is the most able to clear heat and detoxify, and it is excellent for the body, which is why although this tea is bitter, Emperor Chunyuan has always insisted on drinking it. When she first knew the efficacy of this tea, she put a lot of effort into brewing it, just to make it taste a little better in terms of the bitter effect of the medicine.

Emperor Chunyuan nodded slightly, but the movements in his hands were non-stop, still concentrating on reading. The afterglow of the ancient painting fan swept by, and it turned out to be a report on the war between His Royal Highness the Seventh and General Qianyu on the frontier. Obviously, Emperor Chunyuan is seeing the important point, and she is not in a hurry to urge at the moment, although she is loyal to her, but if she wants others to listen, she must say it at the right time, right?

Emperor Chunyuan was concentrating on the review, and the ancient painting fan was gently grinding, and the room was silent for a while.

After a while, Emperor Chunyuan suddenly spoke: "If a person is very familiar with you, but one day he is in an opposite formation with you to deal with you. How will you cope? ”

The ancient painting fan paused when he heard this, and his thin lips pursed lightly to savor the meaning of this sentence.

"Let's not mention how to deal with it, there are very few people who can be very familiar with slaves and maids, if there is, then it must be someone who cares about slaves and maids, if one day they are betrayed by the people they care about. The slave must have hung him up and beaten him to relieve his anger! ”

Hearing this, Emperor Chunyuan stopped the pen in his hand, squinted at the ancient painting fan with teeth and claws, and chuckled: "Then you have to catch him first!" ”

The ancient painting fan nodded matter-of-factly, and said softly: "That's right!" But if it's a slave, the slave definitely has a way to restrain him! ”

Emperor Chunyuan raised his eyebrows and said in a clear voice: "Yes! Tell me about it! ”

When Gu Huafan heard this, he said casually: "If he can betray the slave and the maid, and wants to put the slave and the maid to death, he must be angry and wants to subdue the slave and the slave and show off his might." And at this point, he must feel that he knows enough about the slave. It is said that knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent will win all battles, of course, if he really knows the slave and maid very well, this is also a fatal injury. But—" The ancient painting fan was sold, and he chuckled and looked at Emperor Chunyuan.

"But what? Hurry up! Emperor Chunyuan knocked on the door of the ancient painting fan with the tip of his pen and urged.

The ancient painting fan rubbed his head, and he thought straight to the point that he didn't act according to the plot and had no salary!

Seeing that Emperor Chunyuan was about to come and beat again, the ancient painting fan finally admitted defeat.

"Your Majesty, do you think the slave is sincere or false to you?" The ancient painting fan restrained his smile, looked at Emperor Chunyuan calmly and said softly.

It's a casual question. But it is also an extremely challenging question. Emperor Chunyuan is the emperor, whether he is sincere or false to others, or whether he thinks you are sincere or false to him, this is what everyone in the front court and the back court wants to know. But it's also a taboo, a question that no one dares to ask.

When Emperor Chunyuan heard this, his deep eyes looked straight at the eyes of the ancient painting fan, and he saw that the woman in front of him had a faint expression, and those eyes were still clear, and they were as starry as pearls at this moment.

In a word, all the memories of these years are recalled, and those bits and pieces of the past are like a tide. In almost eight years, can you really see through a person's heart?

After a while, the room was still silent, but the ancient painting fan chuckled to himself: "This question is not fun at all, and it has nothing to do with the emperor's question!" The emperor is really thinking about it! ”

When Emperor Chunyuan heard this, his expression was still faint, but he thought about her words, and his eyes were already a little different.

The ancient painting fan no longer looked at Emperor Chunyuan, and said to himself: "If you want to subdue a person you are familiar with, you will definitely start from his weakness, and you can prepare a helping hand according to everything you know to prevent it from happening." It can be described as a trick in the middle of the road, and it is a breeze. Otherwise, how can there be a saying that it is difficult to prevent thieves day and night? ”

"Are you trying to make others want to destroy your own prestige?" Emperor Chunyuan said coolly, simply put down the pen, leaned on the back of the seat and listened to the nonsense of the ancient painting fan.

Gu Huafan raised his index finger and shook it, and continued: "This is not to grow other people's ambition to destroy their own prestige, but this is really the truth. ”

"Then it's just a matter of being slaughtered?" Emperor Chunyuan said in a deep voice.

The ancient painting fan chuckled: "Of course not!" What slaves hate most is betrayal, how can they let the villain succeed? ”

"And what do you do?"

"Has the emperor ever thought about what would happen to that person after several sneak attacks and succeeding everywhere? He's going to swell, he's going to be conceited, he's going to have his eyes above the top. And at this time, it was precisely his fatal wound! ”

Emperor Chunyuan still listened quietly and said no more.

"The emperor may not know that slaves and maids sleep very shallowly, and they will wake up at the slightest breeze, but there is a problem, I don't like to be disturbed when I am sleeping, and even if I am disturbed, I don't want to wake up, unless I want to get up myself, it is useless for anyone to come. So when you look at it, you will look like you are sleeping very deeply. Over time, it became a habit. And such an obvious habit must be observed one by one by the so-called betrayer. But he's not a roundworm in the belly of a slave! He thought from the beginning that the slave would pretend to be asleep, and he would definitely think so later! If he wanted to attack the slave maid, he would have chosen it in the middle of the night when no one was around, but if I in his heart, who was sleeping like a dead man, suddenly woke up when he arrived, and looked at him, and told him that the slave and maid had already noticed him! What kind of reaction will he have? ”

"Let's not mention the reaction, he will definitely break the jar and break it, and be the first to kill people! You are a little woman, how can you resist the gangsters who have been on guard for a long time? "Emperor Chunyuan said coolly.

When the ancient painting fan heard this, he chuckled and said, "But the problem is, the slave really knew that he was a traitor!" Of course, I'll take precautions. Of course, I will also tell him that I already know his bad intentions, and I have taken precautions in advance. In this way, the lives of slaves and maids are not in danger. And what about him—"

When Emperor Chunyuan heard this, he put away his expression of watching the play, contemplated his eyebrows, and said, "He will run first, and then he will have the opportunity to find the next weakness he knows about you and start to start." (To be continued.) )