He didn't expose her, and continued to review the excerpts.

In the drooping eyes, a thousand colors of glass.

Why has she been getting more and more pleasing to the eye lately?

After getting Ling Juncheng's words, Su Xi suddenly let go of his courage.

She withdrew her hand from behind her back, and freely snorted melon seeds while grinding ink.

I don't know if the melon seeds are too devotive, she didn't notice that the grinding inkstone she was pinching was no longer in the inkstone, but was pushing back and forth on the low surface next to the inkstone, and the thick black ink was smeared on the red low table for a small piece, which was slightly eye-catching.

"Yikes! Emperor's cousin, your ink stains my clothes! ”

It wasn't until a dampness from the cuffs accidentally scratched the back of her hand that she noticed that the ink had smudged the sleeves.

The man put down the pen in his hand, and he took the inkstone from hers.

"Stupid!"

The knobby fingers picked up the handkerchief on the side to wipe the smudged ink clean, and then began to grind the ink.

The inkstone grinder is in a vertical circle in the inkstone pool, his movements are not hurried or slow, light and heavy, and his slender posture is upright.

Su Xi pouted.

You're smart, you're the smartest in the world.

She continued to eat melon seeds.

After a few years shorter, he was dressed in white, full of economy, and his innate nobility made people can only look up to him.

Su Xi glanced at it inadvertently, and froze for a moment to swallow melon seeds.

"Your melon seeds have fallen."

It wasn't until Ling Juncheng said this sentence that Su Xi withdrew his gaze and leaned over to pick up the melon seeds that had accidentally fallen to the ground because he was too engrossed in watching him.

The atmosphere in the hall was peaceful.

The man made the folds one by one.

Su Xi was beside him, swallowing melon seeds one after another.

An hour later, the people who criticized the excerpts were still buried in the excerpts.

And the person who swallowed melon seeds fell asleep on the low table.

glanced sideways at her who was asleep next to her, and then at the empty saucer, and the pile of melon seed shells next to the saucer.

Ling Juncheng shook his head.

Putting down the pen on his fingertips, he gently picked up the person, walked to the bed with his feet, and gently put it on again.

All the movements seemed very light, as if she was afraid of being woken up.

The quilt was over her body, and he stood in front of the couch with a complicated look in his eyes.

knows that he is not a gentle person, and the blood stained on his hands has made him from an ignorant child to an indifferent and ruthless king step by step.

Nineteen years on....

Nightmares didn't spare him for a day.

And he, never found that person again....

Perhaps, he is dead.

Perhaps, he is still in the world, marries a wife and has children, and has a dull life.

After a long time, he returned to the low table and continued to sit at the desk to review the folds, blocking all the thoughts that should not be in the back of his mind and not touching them again.

When I picked up a book and opened it, the good-looking thick sword eyebrows suddenly frowned deeply, and the gaze that fell on the fold was chilling.

This is an excerpt handed over from Qianzhou.

Qianzhou ..... The place where I stayed for eight years, where it borders the border, and where I first experienced the fear of death...

Then.... He was less than six years old.

So he always became very vigilant and sensitive about the news over there.

The excerpt was presented by Qi Ming, the assassin of Qianzhou, Qi Ming was originally his entourage, and after ascending the throne, he was the first to be promoted.

Over the years, Qi Ming has been his eyes in Qianzhou, guarding the city for which he has special feelings.

Qi Ming said on the excerpt that recently, Nanxiao, the new monarch of Liang Yueguo, has been very close to the shogun......

Staring at the fold, his eyes burning.