"Bastard ......"

Emperor Qingfeng threw the report on the ground, looked at the deputy commander of the Jinyi Guard who was kneeling on the ground and scolded: "Useless things, you can't find out even the slightest little thing." ”

"Wechen is incompetent."

The deputy commander of Jinyiwei knelt on the ground, sweat rolling down his forehead, but he didn't dare to wipe it.

"What's the use of being so incompetent." Emperor Qingfeng was obviously angry, he confessed the matter in Renshou Palace, but after checking for so long, he didn't have a clue, how could he not be angry?

Today, someone is doing something in the Qingning Palace of Renshou Palace, and someone is doing something in the Qianqing Palace tomorrow, this palace is his home, everyone has moved to his house, where can he be stable.

"I beg your majesty to punish you." The deputy commander of Jinyiwei did not shirk in the slightest, and looked at Emperor Qingfeng with a blazing gaze.

Emperor Qingfeng almost said that he wanted to punish him, but when he came to the end, he thought that this deputy commander was loyal and upright, not only did he do things conscientiously, but he was also a very capable person, and he had not made a mistake before, so he had to endure what he said.

Waving his hand, Emperor Qingfeng said impatiently: "Give you another five days, if you can't find out again, you will be dealt with according to the crime." ”

The lieutenant commander breathed a sigh of relief, thanked him, and withdrew.

Watching the deputy commander go out, Emperor Qingfeng couldn't help but secretly say, if this son is Cheng Huaijin, it would be fine, according to his means, where can he not find out.

It's just that thinking of Cheng Huaijin, who is still rushing back to Shudi, Emperor Qingfeng can't help but sigh. It's a pity, I don't know when he will be back.

At night, Ji Songxian bowed her head and wrote like a fly, and paragraphs of exquisite words appeared in her pen.

Writing the beginning of the book of Xiuyuan, Ji Songxian breathed a sigh of relief, how to cultivate immortals, she didn't know, everything was just by imagination, probably because there was too much knowledge in her brain and too complicated, Ji Songxian only felt that the whole person seemed to be slowly changing. Digest something. The temperament will be improved, and the mind will be more flexible.

And because she understands more, her imagination is also richer, Ji Songxian thought. This is about what later generations called brain domain development.

Many things she hadn't dared to think of before. Now it feels just ordinary. Moreover, with this imagination alone, Ji Songxian has built a gorgeous and ethereal world of immortal cultivation.

There are all kinds of exotic flowers. Rare beasts, all kinds of methods of cultivators gradually appeared in Ji Songxian's mind, and a world seemed to be taking shape.

Ji Songxian's eyes became brighter and brighter, his mind was clear, and his pen was like divine help, and without thinking, an attractive story unfolded, slowly getting better, and the world became more and more majestic.

Ji Songxian didn't care about resting, he kept writing, and he didn't care about what was going on outside, and he had forgotten where he was now, only the world he wrote, and the heroes and heroines who were full of disasters but shocking luck.

I don't know when, a black shadow stood beside Ji Songxian, and when he saw her, he didn't bother her, but quietly looked at the beautiful words she wrote.

For a while, the room was silent but not lonely at all, but there seemed to be warmth and warmth flowing in it.

The man was tired of standing, so he lightly moved a large chair with soft cushions and pillows, and the whole person sank into the chair, and he didn't look at the manuscript, but just watched Ji Songxian distracted.

He carefully traced Ji Songxian's delicate eyebrows and eyes with his eyes, a tranquil but very comfortable expression, and that red and glamorous, extremely attractive red lips.

I don't know when, the man was tired, his eyelids were fighting, he didn't hold on, he fell asleep directly against the chair.

When Ji Songxian was also tired of writing, he put down the pen and rubbed his wrist, and when he looked back left and right, he couldn't help but be surprised, he really didn't expect Cheng Huaijin to enter the house silently, and there was no movement at all, and he fell asleep so confidently and boldly.

After being surprised, it was a little funny and moving.

She got up and took a quilt and lightly covered Cheng Huaijin with her hands and feet.

Cheng Huaijin, who usually slept very lightly, woke up as soon as there was a stir, but he slept soundly at this time, and Ji Songxian's movements did not wake him up at all.

Ji Songxian saw that he didn't move, and went over to touch his forehead and palms, and his hands were cold, and he was a little sad and worried.

After thinking about it for a while, she knew that Cheng Huaijin must have a bad time during this time, sleeping outside, and taking His Majesty's mother to hurry, I don't know what kind of danger he encountered along the way, plus the weather was cold, and there was just a heavy snowfall, he didn't know what kind of big crime he suffered.

It's just that the first thing this person did when he came back from such fatigue was to come to see her, and to see how she was engrossed in writing, and he was not shocked at all.

Ji Songxian moved a chair and would be next to Cheng Huaijin, smiling at him, but holding Cheng Huaijin's hand tightly with his right hand.

Cheng Huaijin slept very heavily this night, but he had always slept lightly, plus he was a martial arts practitioner, and he woke up after not sleeping for many years, and when he woke up, he felt that his palms were warm, and he shook his backhand, and his hands were warm and delicate, so he knew that this was a woman's hand, the corners of his mouth hooked up a shallow smile, and his usually cold and frosty face was a little more warm and comfortable: "Are you done writing?" ”

"Hmm." Ji Songxian replied lightly: "When did you come back?" ”

Cheng Huaijin got up, and by the way, he also pulled Ji Songxian to get up: "Just arrived." ”

Touching his empty stomach, his face showed a little grievance: "I've been on the road for a long time, and I haven't eaten anything for a day today, have you eaten anything?" ”

On such a cold day, it was late at night, and Ji Songxian didn't want to trouble people to get food, and besides, she didn't want anyone to know about Cheng Huaijin in her house, so she glanced at Cheng Huaijin in vain, and then smiled: "Wait." ”

She put on a coat and turned out, and after a while, a small pot came in, and the other hand carried the food box, added water to the pot and put it on the stove, and then opened the food box, and brought out a plate of dim sum and put it on the table, and put some small wontons at the bottom of the food box, Ji Songxian took it out and threw it into the pot.

Cheng Huaijin sat at the table drinking hot tea and eating some cold and hard dim sum, although the dim sum was not as delicious as it had been made because it had been left for a long time, but eating it in his mouth was infinitely enjoyable, just like eating the most exquisite delicacy in the world.

Ji Songxian sat on a small stool and stirred the wontons in the pot with Jiuzi, and in a flash, the wontons were cooked, and Ji Songxian had no dishes in his hands, so he had to take the pot off the stove and beckon to Cheng Huaijin: "How about you eat like this?" ”

Cheng Huaijin was not picky, nodded with a smile, and moved a small stool to sit next to Ji Songxian and slowly ate wontons with a small spoon.

After eating a few bites, Cheng Huaijin squinted: "It tastes so good." ”

"Maybe it's because you haven't eaten in a long time." Ji Songxian glanced at him: "It's just that the kitchen ladies have packed more leftovers, and the fillings in it are not very good, lack of oil and salt, how delicious is it?" ”

Cheng Huaijin handed over the spoon in his hand: "You taste it, it's really delicious." ”

Seeing that his eyes were shining and his face was showing a happy smile, Ji Songxian really thought that this wonton had become refined, and ordinary vegetarian wontons suddenly became delicious, so he couldn't help but lower his head and take a bite, and when he ate it, he thought it was quite delicious.

"Eat another one." Cheng Huaijin quickly threw the wonton that Ji Songxian had bitten into his mouth, and then took a spoon and sent it to Ji Songxian's mouth, Ji Songxian took a bite like a stream, but this time it was not Cheng Huaijin who got her wish, she ate the whole wonton in this bite.

Cheng Huaijin sighed slightly: "The half just now is really delicious, but it's a pity that there is only half of it." ”

Ji Songxian understood what he was talking about, he was angry and funny, and couldn't help but say: "All the nonsense, if you want to say that it is delicious, you will be asked to eat wontons every meal in the future." ”

"As long as you make it, I will be happy to eat it for the rest of my life." Cheng Huaijin grabbed Ji Songxian's hand, and his eyes showed tenderness.

The person who is waiting for a cold and hard person in front of people will also say such sweet words, Ji Songxian's heart is smooth for a while, and his heart is sweet, but he feels that with this moment, he will live up to this life.

She is a person who values love and righteousness, and she is a little idealistic, more emotional than rational, otherwise she would not have done anything to fight against all the relatives of the Rongwei Hou Mansion for Cheng Ping'an, although it has changed now, but in her bones, she is still that sensitive and affectionate person.

Listening to Cheng Huaijin's love words, the two of them guarded the stove and ate simple wontons, as if it was the most beautiful thing, such a time, such a situation, it was not changed for a fairy.

Ji Songxian thought about this, no matter what happens to Cheng Huaijin in the future, even if he is really jealous of His Majesty and does not end well, he will rush to his friendship, and he will sacrifice himself to accompany him.

Although the wontons are cooked a lot, Cheng Huaijin eats them quickly, and it didn't take long to finish them, he not only finished the wontons, but also drank the soup in a pot without a drop left.

After eating and drinking, Cheng Huaijin talked to Ji Songxian, only talking about some of the things he saw on the road, but did not mention the dangers on the way, and said that he also brought many good things to Ji Songxian, and waited for Ming'er to call someone to send them.

It's just that Ji Songxian inadvertently saw an extra scar on his hand, and he could guess that he must have touched many things.

Since Cheng Huaijin didn't say it, Ji Songxian didn't ask at all according to his wishes, the two only picked up happy things to talk about, Cheng Huaijin talked about the customs of Shu, and Ji Songxian mentioned the people and things he encountered during this time.

After talking for a while, Cheng Huaijin suddenly said, "Don't worry. ”

Ji Songxian was stunned: "What am I worried about?" ”

"The matter of the Chengguo Mansion." Cheng Huaijin held Ji Songxian's hand tightly: "They also have some ability, they even found out my origin, and they want me to recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors, hmph, what I think is so beautiful." ”

"It's not going to be easy." Ji Songxian hung his head, he was really a little worried: "This dynasty rules the world with filial piety, you are the son-in-law of Chengguo Gong, if so, if you don't recognize him, if the people of Chengguo Mansion publicize it, it will inevitably hinder your reputation, you ......" (to be continued......)