The vows of my youth are still in my ears.

He didn't dare to forget that oath, after all these years of fighting in the south and the north, he finally jumped from a mere pawn to a ghost prison.

He waited for so many years, and finally waited for the Ghost Prison to declare war on the Central Plains.

He hated the Central Plains, and every time he conquered a city, he slaughtered the soldiers and people there, but no matter how many people he slaughtered, he could never save his brother's life.

In the eyes of others, he holds the power of the army and is a very popular minister, and he has a bright future.

But only he understands that he is still the boy who lost his brother back then.

He walked alone on the dark and cold battlefield, the sword could not give him warmth, the blood could not quench his hunger and thirst, the beast in his chest cried to kill, and he regretted countless times when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, regretting that he had mentioned the Central Plains to his brother.

When he hated to apologize for his crimes, the graceful figure appeared in his field of vision.

He had never seen such a beautiful girl, holding an incense fan, her eyes were like water, and when she glanced at him coldly, his heart lake seemed to be blown by the spring breeze and rippled, and for the first time he understood what it meant to be soft with his fingers.

Every day, he would secretly go to her boudoir and send a beautiful white plum with dew.

She is such a cold and glamorous girl, only Baimei can be worthy of her.

Every time there was a banquet in the palace, he would sit outside the crowd and quietly watch her with his spare eyes.

The girl's smile was extremely beautiful, and the unique pride made him bend his waist.

And her status is noble, she is the pearl of the powerful family in the capital, he is just a puppet from the army, in the eyes of those magnates, he is just a lackey used to fight on the battlefield, he is not worthy of her.

The only time I crossed paths with her was a hunt on the outskirts of Shangjing.

It was a very snowy day, and her kung fu was not bad, so she wore a military uniform and went hunting in the forest, but she was separated from the group because of the blizzard.

He followed her quietly until it was getting late, and she couldn't bear to fall off her horse.

He carried her into a cave and built a bonfire to keep her warm, but she contracted a severe wind chill and could barely breathe, let alone open her eyes to see him.

The campfire didn't bring her to her senses, so he simply stripped off his armor and clothes and warmed her himself.

The ghost prison didn't care about innocence and chastity, and their first time happened naturally in the cave.

The next morning, he rode out to find the doctor and reinforcements, and when he returned, the cave was empty, and she was gone.

Later, she fell in love with the king Lu Zhi.

He didn't feel any surprise, because such a beautiful girl should be matched with the most powerful man in the world.

He continued to fight on the battlefield, and occasionally heard news about her from Shangjing, she danced for the king at the palace banquet, she was summoned by the king for the first time, she went to Tianlan Mountain to seek medical treatment in order to conceive the emperor's heir, and she became the king's queen......

He was genuinely happy for her.

But he didn't think that the king was a man of affection......

The cold wind blew through the gazebo, blowing out the small stove with warm wine.

Cheng Jinyi leaned on the circle chair, blood slowly oozing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, he held on to the armrest, his eyes were still distracted.

If he can't get the king to be loyal to her, then he is willing to kill all the beauties in the king's harem for her.

She deserves to be held in the palm of her hand, and she is loved by thousands of people.

His breathing grew weaker.

An emerald token hidden in his sleeve was crushed by him, and the sound of breaking wind arose, and several red-clothed secret guards knelt respectfully on the ground.

Cheng Jinyi's voice was hoarse: "The general's will is ...... Whatever it takes...... Kill the concubine! ”

The sound of breaking wind quietly disappeared.

The man's gaze fell on the crowd, and suddenly, as if he had seen something, he fell from the circle chair in excitement and crawled in that direction with difficulty.

He didn't care if he was poisoned, he didn't care who was going to poison him, the world was vast, and the moment that woman appeared, she was the only one left in his heart.

Dense snowflakes are falling.

The concubine fan incense stood under the white plum tree in a purple palace dress, holding a tassel incense fan, her beautiful face was always full of pride, and her eyes were cold and thin.

As if she felt something, she tilted her head slightly, the crowd was crowded, and the scorching and familiar gaze just now seemed to be an illusion for a moment.

"Niangniang, the slave maid has inquired clearly, the king took Ah Jiu to the small mountain pavilion, and he is making tea and chatting." The personal palace maid hurried back.

Concubine Fanxiang's face was indifferent, and she took out a pill from her wide sleeve, "Take it, remember to make it clean." ”

"Don't worry!"

Hill Pavilion.

The terrain here is extremely high, and you can overlook the entire fragrant snow sea.

Red plums are planted outside the pavilion, and a few plum blossoms are diagonally probed into the pavilion, adding antique elegance.

Su Jiu knelt on the futon, concentrating on the small stove where tea was boiled.

Her tea art was learned from Xiao Tingchen, and she cooked Junshan silver needles very well.

"It's so ......fragrant," Lu Zhi sighed with a smile, "My sister is really a one-in-a-million all-rounder, who can use incense and medicine, and can also cook tea and brew wine, which is really rare." ”

"What is my little ability, Xiao Tingchen is amazing." Xiao Tingchen was not present, so Su Jiu praised him without scruples, "I learned my words from him, incense from him, and even cooking tea from him." Fortunately, he has succeeded in his studies, and it is not an insult to him. ”

Lu Zhi listened, and the smile on his lips faded.

The picture is vaguely sketched in my mind, the sound of raining bananas on a spring night, the candles in the study building of Jinling City, the brass green lotus incense plug with water and wood incense, Su Jiu and Xiao Tingchen, who were still little girls at that time, shared the west window, childhood sweethearts, gambling books and pouring tea......

So quiet and tranquil are the years that he can't intervene.

"Taste it." The tea had already been boiled, and Su Jiu smiled and poured the porcelain cup for him.

The heat is thick.

Lu Zhi took a shallow sip, slightly bitter and then sweet, making people feel as if they were in the mountains and wilderness, which was particularly refreshing.

"Good tea." He praised.

Like the Central Plains, the ghost prison also has the habit of drinking tea.

It's just that the people are rude, just take some boiling water and scald it is considered to drink tea, not as fine as Su wine, the water should use plum blossom snow water, porcelain and charcoal fire are also very delicate and exquisite.

"If the king likes it, if he has the fate to go to Jiangnan in the future, I can cook the most authentic southern tea for the king."

The smile on Lu Zhi's face was a little more real, "There will be a day." ”

As he spoke, a little palace maid came up with a tray and said respectfully: "The king, the concubine, the slave maid is here to deliver the flower cake." ”

She put the two plates of flower cakes on the table and respectfully retreated.

Su Jiu looked at it, the flower cakes were only the size of his thumb, and they were made exquisitely and lovely, and each one was different.

Lu Zhi said with a smile: "I heard that my sister likes to eat flower cakes, so I specially tied one - oh no, I specially invited a famous chef from Jiangnan to come back, and my sister can eat flower cakes every day in the future." ”