The pine snow of Tanzhe Temple is particularly clear and elegant, and Kangxi really likes it.

The first snow of the year has already passed, and it will be necessary to wait until next year to harvest such snow.

Chu Xian was willing to send it again, Kangxi felt that she was indeed quite sensible, and her favorability increased a little.

Chu Xian, who heard Xiao Qi's prompt, instantly felt like she had been beaten with chicken blood.

Really!

The old man can think of her as soon as he drinks tea!

Let's make tea with the snow water she sent! After drinking, there is enough!

The great eunuch Liang Jiugong also found that Long Live Ye seemed to like to drink pine snow and make tea. Let the little eunuch take the two jars and ask softly: "Long live the lord now, can you taste tea now?" The minions went to prepare. ”

Kangxi didn't raise his head, still looking at the fold: "Keep it for the time being, and cook it when you come back from Xishan and summon the ministers of the six ministries to discuss the matter." ”

Songxue boiled tea, not only elegant, but also can show honor and favor, and win people's hearts. The literati loved this one the most.

After the old man praised Chu Xian in his heart, he kept looking at the excerpts. When it was time to hold the lamp, he turned over a green card, and then continued to read the secret letter, and really never let people take snow water to make tea.

Chu Xian waited stupidly for several hours and didn't see the last hint of favorability.

I wanted to ask the fourth master what the situation was, but after the fourth master came back, he didn't know what Su Peisheng whispered in his ear, so he went directly to the study.

In the middle of the moon, Chu Xian tossed and turned on the bed.

In the study, the young man who was silently writing the Diamond Sutra heard the reply of the next person, and his brows furrowed again.

Taking a deep breath to stabilize his mind, he patiently continued to write.

It's been a month.

It has been a month since the piece of lightning strike wood won from the hands of Master Zhenhuan of Tanzhe Temple was sent to the carpenter in the east of the city. Today, he said back and forth that he had carved the drawings he had drawn himself before leaving Beijing to Bazhou.

But it's not enough, it's still one step away.

After he finished writing this Diamond Sutra, he sent the Buddhist scriptures and thunder wood carvings to Tanzhe Temple and placed them in front of the Buddha for nine days.

I finally finished writing, and it was already in the middle of the moon.

Folded the Buddhist scriptures and instructed Su Peisheng to hand them over to Mu De tomorrow and send them to Tanzhe Temple together with the wood carvings, and the young man raised his feet and walked towards the backyard.

The candle in the bedroom was still lit, and the young man's face was a little unhappy.

Standing under the osmanthus tree in the yard with his hands behind his back.

He took the trouble to win the treasure of Tanzhe Temple, read the ancient books and draw the most popular drawings in the legend, and wrote Buddhist scriptures silently in the cold winter, what is she doing?

Don't even know how to sleep well?

In the middle of the night, the stupid rabbit must be tossing and turning with a small abacus.

The teenager grinds his teeth, and he really doesn't clean it up.

After bathing, seeing that she was still getting out of the quilt with a flattering face, the young man snorted coldly in his heart, what do you want him to help do?

Sending something to Huang Ama again?

Throwing Xiao Fujin back on the bed, he skillfully unveiled the veil with a cold face.

Pieces of light clothing were thrown out and thrown unmistakably onto the hanger next to them.

Chu Xian's heart was quickly dispersed, and he could only passively bear his violent and somewhat tyrannical possession.

Early the next morning

When he opened his eyes, there were only ten seconds left before the mission was over.

The fourth master, the crown prince and the princes over the age of ten have long accompanied the escort to the Xishan parade.

"Boss, your mission...... Lost, failed......" Xiao Qi's teeth trembled and shrank next to the system panel.

Chu Xian was helpless, why couldn't this last bit of favorability go up?

By the afternoon, when Kangxi returned to the palace with the fourth master and the princes, Chu Xian was so weak that he was bedridden to spread the news that the imperial doctor had spread throughout the palace.