A second before she woke up, she clearly felt the sound of her own strong heartbeat......

Those hands, in the previous dream, the one who killed the person was Wei Yiqian?

But why did he do this, he said little weeds...... It's her?

Why did they become such a relationship, and what did he call it...... Next?

Her head had become a mess of porridge, it was early in the morning, but Wei Yiqian was very rare and did not wake up, she reached out to touch her face in a daze, a wet trace.

She cried.

The smell of blood on the tip of the tongue......

"Shhh...... Hurt. ”

Looking at Wei Yiqian beside him, he frowned, and he was vigilant even in his dreams, this is the state that a prime minister should be, the murderous but affectionate Wei Yiqian in the dream will not be him.

Chutz tried to convince herself, but she still felt uneasy, and a gut told her that it was him.

Her thinking was very chaotic, and she lay down repeatedly and unsteadily, so she simply got up and washed.

When it was time for breakfast, Chu Ci and Wei Yiqian ate together, and it seemed that he was in a good mood, and even the shredded radish that he had never liked to eat had two more chopsticks.

However, Chutz could not look at him at all, so he had to bury his head in his meal, embarrassed not to look at him.

It's strange, it's obviously not her fault, what is she embarrassed......

"It's full." After Wei Yiqian put the last spoonful of millet porridge in his mouth, he stood up and tidied up his clothes.

"Prime Minister, go slowly." She absentmindedly said goodbye to him.

Wei Yiqian's footsteps paused, turned around and smiled: "Three days later, the Chinese New Year's Eve family banquet, good performance." ”

There seemed to be some expectation in his gaze, but Chutz was stupid.

"Family dinner? What is a family feast? Why should I attend? ”

Looking at Wei Yiqian's back, which had already walked away, she was completely stunned.

"Evening fog! What is the Chinese New Year's Eve family feast? ”

"Miss Hui, this is a fixed event in line with the Chinese New Year's Eve every year, every aunt has to perform talents, and the outstanding ones can be rewarded by the minister."

It was Asahi who replied.

"What's the reward?"

Pulling his finger at the cigarette chop, he counted: "The top three aunts are all rewarded, the second and third places should be some tacky gold and silver jewelry, and this first place is different——"

"Don't sell it, hurry up."

"This one is to participate in the palace banquet of the second year with the Prime Minister!"

"Wow!"

"Isn't it tempting!?"

Chutz nodded frantically: "Yes, yes, yes!" ”

"Do you want to!?"

Nod frantically.

"So, Auntie, what is your choice......?"

"Second place, or sleep in the house."

Chaoyan: "Huh......? ”

"What, what's the problem?"

Chaoyan was puzzled, "Since it's so tempting, why does my aunt still want to be the second place?" ”

Chu Ci Wan'er, smiling coquettishly, "Because ...... I like mundane things. ”

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However, Chutz didn't even want to be second, and this kind of thing about being in the spotlight or something was what she hated the most.

So when others were practicing dance desperately, she practiced calligraphy leisurely while eating melon seeds.

After all, whether it's good or not, no one can see it.

However, the idea is very simple, but there are some small problems in implementation.

Chu Ci copied Wen Huiming's "Qin Fu" in small block letters in a regular manner during the banquet, and it stands to reason that she copied it as if it was like, but in any case, but from the nature of the family banquet, it was really too boring to let the dozen or so people below wait for her to write silently for a quarter of an hour.

So you can't win at all.

So when the rankings were announced, she was very relaxed, who she loved, anyway, she couldn't be the "lucky one" who accompanied him into the palace.

Ran Goose –

Wei Yiqian's side reported the results of the loud voice: .

"Yijia, Aunt Jiu...... Chutz! ”