[Host, do you want to know what Taifu said? You can exchange points for it! 】

"I don't want to." Ji Chu refused indifferently.

This system is uneasy at first glance.

[Oh.] The system retreated.

Ji Chu stuffed the osmanthus cake in his hand into Jun Jin's mouth.

The sweetness filled his mouth, and Jun Jin came back to his senses and hugged Ji Chu.

"Xiao Chu."

"Well, I'm here."

I'm here.

Jun Jin's eyes turned red instantly when he heard these two words.

"Why do you say that people are so tired of living? For what? ”

"Don't think too much, eat your osmanthus cake." Ji Chu does not intend to enlighten.

Jun Jin was sullen and ate osmanthus cake.

"Xiao Chu, actually, I knew that Concubine Hui wanted to kill me, I knew it a long time ago, and the pastries she sent were poisonous, and I also knew it."

"However, I don't know the purpose of my life, I was going to eat these poisonous foods at one point."

"Maybe it's providence that makes people, those who want to die don't die, and those who want to live die die."

"Existence is reasonable, and you naturally have the meaning of living when you live." If you hang up, heaven will not cry to death.

"Will anyone want me alive?"

There used to be only people who scolded him, no one who comforted him, and no shoulders to lean on.

Am I alive to meet you?

Jun Jin hugged Ji Chu tightly, wanting to continue to draw warmth from her.

"If you don't let go, the second furnace of osmanthus cake will be broken."

One sentence ruined the sad atmosphere.

Jun Jin glanced at the steamer that was constantly steaming next to him, and quickly let go.

"Is this the osmanthus cake I made? Looks like I'm very talented. ”

"Well, the osmanthus cake is well done." Ji Chu didn't bother to praise it.

The system looked at Jun Jin's happy face and was very helpless.

The host only praised the osmanthus cake for being good, but did not praise you.

This praise of the osmanthus cake host is equivalent to praising itself.

The morning passed like this, and in the afternoon you continued to attend classes.

When Ji Chu was walking around the palace, he ran into the little bun who scolded him again.

Xiao Baozi squatted in the corner alone and burned paper, probably for his mother.

Is it that no one cares about playing with fire at such a young age?

Xiao Baozi saw Ji Chu and glared at her with his red eyes.

"You're a badass! Big Bad! ”

"Well, I'm bad." Ji Chu also squatted down and watched the little bun burn paper.

Xiao Baozi was choked for a moment, but she didn't expect her to admit it directly, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

"You know you're bad, you're still messing around, and I'll beat you one day." Little Bun waved his little fist.

"Well, I'll wait. However, I am bad, and so is your mother. ”

"Not really!" Xiao Baozi's voice was much weaker, obviously he also knew what his concubine Hui was doing, and his mood was a little low.

"The mother was very nice to me, very nice. She's just too attached to the throne, sometimes even more so than I am. ”

"However, if the emperor hadn't forced her, she wouldn't have done this!"

Ji Chu heard the story of Concubine Hui before.

Concubine Hui was only the daughter of a minister before, and she had a marriage contract with another rich child.

The two are childhood sweethearts, and their relationship is very good, and they have always thought that they can be together until they grow old.

But later the emperor recruited concubines, and Concubine Hui was just on the list.

Concubine Hui refused to go, and decided to elope with her childhood sweetheart, but she was arrested, so she was locked in the room and not allowed to go out again, let alone meet with the bamboo horse.

I heard that the bamboo horse was also disposed of.

Concubine Hui tried a hunger strike, committed suicide and resisted without success, and she continued to spoil her body every day.

Later, Concubine Hui's father talked to her once, and she settled down.

Her father said, "Just because he is the king, you are the minister, you have no choice." ”