Qiu Luoxue looked at herself in the mirror, not to see her face, but to look at the clothes on her body, which were too ...... It's too big. Because she was dragged into the hot spring by Xia Zimo with her clothes on, her clothes were naturally soaked. After coming out, Xia Zimo sent someone to send his clothes to Qiu Luoxue. However, there is a big gap between him and Qiu Luoxue's height and size, which causes Qiu Luoxue to be very fat in his clothes.

Xia Zimo couldn't help but laugh when he saw Qiu Luoxue who had changed into his clothes for the first time. Maybe Qiu Luoxue was not wearing clothes, but was covered by clothes. The sleeves are long and wide, completely blocking Qiu Luoxue's hand inside, and she looks like a child who has stolen an adult's clothes.

"Are you still laughing? It's all because of whom. Qiu Luoxue complained, stretched her sleeves in front of Xia Zimo as she spoke, and continued: "Look at the clothes you found for me, I can go to sing."

Xia Zimo saw the clothes that had grown out of it, and he drooped down weakly. He didn't say anything, but stepped forward to help Qiu Luoxue pull up her cuffs. He lowered his head to pull Qiu Luoxue's cuffs very seriously, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. The sun's rays shone into the palace through the attic windows, as if pouring down from above, and sprinkled on the side of his face. Looking at it this way, his smiling side face is even more charming.

His move made Qiu Luoxue uncomfortable, after all, he was the king of a country, and he actually helped his courtiers pull up their cuffs, how bad it was to spread out.

"Well, I'll do it myself." Qiu Luoxue said and withdrew her hand.

Seeing that her hand was in a state of withdrawal, Xia Zimo grabbed her hand, looked up at her and said, "Just stand like this, don't move."

Xia Zimo's palm was very large, and what came from his palm to Qiu Luoxue's heart was a thick sense of security. When he held his hand like this, Qiu Luoxue felt that her heart was skipping half a beat.

At lunchtime, Qiu Luoxue was left in the palace to eat. Xia Zimo has always eaten alone, so he doesn't talk when he eats. But Qiu Luoxue is different, she always feels that no one at the dinner table is cold.

"Your Majesty, why don't you say a word?" Qiu Luoxue said.

"Eat without sleeping." Xia Zimo replied.

"It's okay not to talk when you sleep, but how strange it is not to talk when you eat." Qiu Luoxue continued to talk.

"Say it if you think it's weird." Xia Zimo looked at Qiu Luoxue dotingly and said.

Qiu Luoxue, who was given permission to speak, suddenly didn't know what to say: "Suddenly like this, I don't know what to say."

Xia Zimo smiled and said, "Say what you want to say, anything."

Qiu Luoxue thought about it and asked about the assassins in the post house, and asked, "Oh, by the way, is it really Nan Liang's people who assassinated the six princes?"

"It's not." Xia Zimo did not hide Qiu Luoxue, and replied decisively.

"What?" Qiu Luoxue asked in surprise, "Then who is at the post house this morning?"

"Those are indeed Nanliang's people, but they are not the same people as the assassin of Su Mufei." Xia Zimo explained.

His explanation made Qiu Luoxue even more confused, and in the face of the doubts on her face, Xia Zimo patiently explained: "The person who assassinated Su Mufei that night must be the one who wanted to destroy Daqin's friendship with Nanliang, although there is no definite evidence yet, it is not difficult to guess who it is." We and the people of Nanliang know this. ”

"As for this morning, it's all arranged. While everyone was not paying attention, the captain of the guard placed the corpse of the assassin with the Nanliang token on his body in the courtyard in advance. Then make the sound of a fight and get your attention. ”

"Doesn't that arouse suspicion?" Qiu Luoxue asked.

"No, it won't." Xia Zimo said confidently, "Those people are the guards beside the five princes of Nanliang, and the people of the Nanliang Mission have seen them and will not suspect it." ”

"Even if they don't doubt it, what about Su Mufei? He was the one who came into direct contact with the Assassins, and even if he didn't see his face, his body, his moves, and his weapons, he should have seen them. Isn't the emperor afraid that he will say it? Qiu Luoxue asked again.

"Even if he saw it, he wouldn't say it." Xia Zimo replied.

"Why?" Qiu Luoxue asked puzzled.

Xia Zimo smiled meaningfully and said, "How can the person who set up the game tell the way to break the game?"

Hearing Xia Zimo's answer, Qiu Luoxue remembered Xia Ziyan's words in front of the post house: "A certain emperor, a certain prince, a certain ...... Prince. ”

It seems that the prince he is talking about is Su Mufei. In this way, this bureau was set up by the three of them, but why did they set up such a bureau?

"Why?" Qiu Luoxue asked, "I can understand that you and Lord Yan are in the same camp, but why is Su Mufei?" He should stand in Nan Liang's position. ”

"He will only stand in his own position, not Nanliang, nor Daqin, it is his Su Mufei's position." Xia Zimo said.

"What does that mean?" Qiu Luoxue asked puzzled.

"You have to remember that Su Mufei is the one who wants to compete for the throne, he only does what is good for himself. The same is true this time, which can help him get rid of a strong opponent on the road to succession. Xia Zimo said.

Qiu Luoxue seemed to understand a little, and asked, "Is that strong opponent the Fifth Prince?"

"That's right. Blamed the five princes for the assassination, Daqin pressured Nan Liang to give an explanation, and the emperor of Nan Liang would definitely punish the five princes heavily. The fifth prince was punished, but the sixth prince Su Mufei completed the visit task excellently, if it were you, who would you be more inclined to? In the end, although Xia Zimo didn't give an answer, the question was already very clear.

Qiu Luoxue not only sighed in her heart, it was really a good strategy, not only striking at the enemy, but also enhancing her prestige. Maybe this matter was designed by Su Mufei before he sent Daqin. If that's the case, he's really a calculating man.

"However, why should we Daqin get involved in this matter, it is a matter of internal contention between them, and we don't want to do it." Qiu Luoxue asked again.

Xia Zimo showed a shrewd expression and said, "The conditions are too tempting, there's no reason not to agree."

"What conditions?" Qiu Luoxue asked.

"When the time comes, you'll understand." Xia Zimo sold Guan Zidao, fortunately, Qiu Luoxue is not a very curious person, otherwise she would have died in a hurry.

"Didn't you say before that Su Mufei didn't participate in the battle for the heir on the surface? Now that he has made a move, isn't all the previous forbearance in vain? Qiu Luoxue asked again, since Su Mufei decided to send an envoy to Great Qin, his political ambitions have been exposed little by little.

"The emperor of Nanliang is getting older day by day, and his body is getting weaker day by day, if he dies one day, Su Mufei's efforts will be in vain." Xia Zimo said.

Qiu Luoxue nodded, feeling that what he said was very reasonable, and asked, "Then why the fifth prince?"

"This ......," Xia Zimo said hesitantly, "I probably guessed a reason, but I wasn't sure yet. Tomorrow you take Imperial Doctor Xu into the palace, I have something I want to confirm with him. ”

Although Qiu Luoxue didn't know why he summoned Xu Zhonghang into the palace, she still nodded and agreed.

In an antique hall, a man in a costume stood with his hands in his hands. There was an oppressive aura in the hall, and even if the sun was shining outside, it still couldn't dispel the gloomy atmosphere here.

After a while, a man in black came in from outside the door and said, "The news just came that the assassin case in the post house was instigated by the five princes of Nanliang, and Daqin has issued a letter of state to Nanliang on this incident to put pressure on Nanliang."

The man in a fancy costume carried a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and he played with the Buddhist beads as he listened. After half a ring, he finally spoke: "It seems that those two people are cooperating."

His voice was very calm, and he could not hear joy or sorrow. Presumably, this person is also a person with deep thoughts.

At night, Qiu Luoxue sat on the bed with her legs crossed, thinking about what happened during the day. The flickering candle flame lit up the room, casting her shadow onto the wall. The windows in the room are open, and the cool breeze comes in from the outside, mixed with the fragrance of flowers. The curtain in front of the bed in the wind swayed, and the figure of Qiu Luoxue appeared from time to time.

"There are so many things that make people feel good about their faces, hands, voice, and figure." Qiu Luoxue muttered to herself, and when she spoke, Xia Zimo's figure appeared in her mind.

The moment she was pulled into the hot spring, the gentleness of bowing her head and rolling up her sleeves, and the warmth of her palms when she grabbed her hand. These are all memories that Qiu Luoxue can't forget, and they are also the reason why she can't sleep peacefully tonight.

Qiu Luoxue stretched out the hand that had been pulled by Xia Zimo, and there seemed to be the temperature left by him on his hand. She stared at her hands, her mind wandering. Her fingers were slender, but her whole hand was small, and it looked a little yellow because of the candle flame.

Holding Qiu Luoxue's small hand was Xia Zimo's big hand. He sat in front of the desk in the imperial study, staring at his hands as well. That hand grabbed Qiu Luoxue's hand, and I didn't know if I could just let go of it from now on.

"The person is also small, the hands are also very small, it is clearly a man, how can he be born like a woman?" Xia Zimo said.

Xia Zimo's arm was on the desk, and his hand happened to be in front of his eyes, and that hand was much bigger than Qiu Luoxue's hand. He put his hand close to the candle lamp beside him, because it was so close, the candle flame made his hand red.

The moonlight fell on Nie Yuan's hand, leaving a frost bloom behind. He was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, nostalgic for the temperature that Qiu Luoxue left on that hand. His palms were also wide, and his skin was already wheat-colored, and in the moonlight, he looked much fairer than ever.

"Is it the warmth that I have never felt before, so that I will remember it deeply?" Nie Yuan asked himself.

There was a magnolia planted next to the stone table, and a breeze blew it, blowing off the petals of the magnolia, and the slender white petals fell melodiously and fell into Nie Yuan's palm. He looked at his hand, maybe he was looking at the flower in his hand, and more likely, he was looking at Qiu Luoxue's hand that had grabbed this hand.