"Really?" Zhao Yuanjing was pleasantly surprised, "That night, were you jealous?" ”

"What nonsense is telling the truth." Yun Dai smiled.

"Since you are angry and jealous, show it, don't hold it in your heart." Zhao Yuanjing complained, "I used to hear my father and those ministers complain about how jealous women are. When I came to you, I felt how hard it was for you to be jealous. ”

Yun Dai smiled: "The vinegar that Chen Xueyan and Lin Yueniang gave you before, is it still less, isn't it sour enough?" ”

"Don't mention them."

"Okay, don't mention it."

Yun Dai thought that if she was really not jealous, she would not have drunk and said that she wanted King Qin to burn down Yichun Palace.

She admits that she cares a little about Zhao Yuanjing.

But she wanted to live a peaceful and happy life. I don't want to become a person who suffers from gains and losses, and I don't want to be angry because of these things that I know can't be changed.

She can't rely too much on Zhao Yuanjing, and she can't put too much affection on him.

In such a thing as feelings, if you pay too much and expect too much, you will eventually get greater disappointment.

If you don't look forward to it, you won't be disappointed, you won't get hurt.

It is also easier to satisfy.

Yun Dai clearly understands this, so she prefers to put her mind down and go with the flow.

Zhao Yuanjing looked at her clear and perceptive eyes, but he always felt that he was far away from her.

"What's the fuss? Gone, the snow is getting heavier and heavier. Yun Dai walked forward.

He looked at her back and whispered to himself, "Dai'er, what should I do to really get into your heart?" ”

Yuzhu hurriedly chased after him and screamed, "Little master, slow down, it's snowing, be careful of slippery roads!" Don't go so fast, wait for the slave to help you! ”

……

Ping Lok Yuan.

Red Bean stood at the door with a bowl in his hand, his face angry.

The scar on half of his face looks a little scary.

"Lord Lu, this is the East Palace, please leave!" Hongdou looked at Zhao Yuanqi, his palms were sweaty.

When she saw Zhao Yuanqi, she thought of that terrible little room.

That left a strong shadow on her.

"Red Bean, I'm here just to give you something." Zhao Yuanqi said, holding up the things in his hand, "This is the mask I asked the most ingenious craftsman in Kyoto to make, made of gold thread, in the shape of a petal, just enough to cover half of your scar." Stay on your face, light as a feather, and it won't feel stuffy. ”

Red Bean looked at the delicate mask in his hand and was shocked.

"Slaves don't want masks!" She whispered.

"It took me a long time to design and a long time for a craftsman to make it. Don't you want it. Zhao Yuanqi stepped forward, "Come, bring it to this king." ”

Hongdou hurriedly stepped back, and there was irrepressible anger in his voice: "Lord Lu, you respect yourself, I really don't want this." My little master will be back soon, please leave! ”

She waved her hand and knocked the mask off.

Zhao Yuanqi suddenly became angry, grabbed her arm, and said coldly: "I don't know what to lift, don't be embarrassed!" This king has taken a fancy to you, and that is your blessing! Look at this half of your face, who else will want you except this king? ”

Hongdou's tears of pain came out: "I don't want anyone to like it, and I won't get married." Lord Lu, just let me go! ”

"No, this king just wants you." Zhao Yuanqi reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to turn her face, facing herself with only half of her immaculate cheek, infinite fascination appeared in her eyes, "What a beautiful face." Even if it's only half, this king wants it. "A hundred plating, the latest chapter of "The Queen is My Black Moonlight Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.