"I said, sir, can you not eat my stuff?"

Li Jicai stared helplessly at Qi Qingchu who was squatting next to her, she couldn't figure it out, good minister, but do you still care about these two sweet potatoes?

Of course, if you don't eat roasted sweet potatoes in winter, it's a waste!

Li Jicai asked for an unused copper stove, and then added firewood to it, the firewood was ready-made, and she sneaked out of the door to break the branches in the courtyard, of course, she couldn't get out of the courtyard.

The firewood stuffed in the incense burner also added a few stones, and then the sweet potato was thrown in, and then it was just a matter of waiting for the sweet potato to be ripe.

Whenever it snows, Li Jicai must throw a few sweet potatoes into the copper furnace, but every time he will be smoked by the smoke produced by the firewood to shed tears, and sometimes when the smoke is too big, he will also summon the big demon king.

The big demon king is Qi Qingchu, because this thing always wonders if Li Jicai has set fire to his books, and even burned his house, so he rushes over nervously every time.

Day or night.

However, after rushing over, he found that Li Jicai was not fighting fire, but smoking things, so he consciously took the initiative to come over and eat it.

"Why do I say it several times, and there is still no stool?" Qi Qingchu answered the question, raised his face and asked seriously, in addition to arguing with Li Jicai, sometimes experiencing the food of civilians helps to feel the suffering of the people, which is the reason he found for himself.

The sweet potato with a charred black appearance, after tearing off the skin, revealed such a sweet and attractive inside, and the saliva was secreted in an instant, Qi Qing liked sweetness at first, and at first it was covered up, but then it was simply not covered up in front of Li Jicai.

What's more, roasted sweet potatoes are indeed delicious. Every time, his fingers were dirty and black, but by the time Li Jicai processed the epidermis and handed it to him to eat, it was already cold and not fragrant, so he had to do it himself.

It's just that every time he wants to squat by the copper stove with Li Jicai to warm up and other sweet potatoes, he will inevitably lose his identity, so every time he comes, he strongly asks Li Jicai to add a stool, but Li Jicai will argue that Qi Qingchu will not let her go out, so the two go to the bookshelf to move books, and then take them to sit, every time Li Jicai will only move books for himself as a stool, but not for Qi Qingchu, so Qi Qingchu is dissatisfied.

"Lord Qi?! Do you have no hands? Li Jicai rolled his eyes and said dissatisfied.

"Everything you need is from me, and if you say so, then well, I won't bring it with me in the future." The sweet potatoes that Li Jicai brought to roast were all brought by Qi Qingchu.

It's not because in the previous days, Li Jicai disliked that the food she ate every day was some clear soup and little water, and there was no taste at all, and even asked her to give her a sack of sweet potatoes later, and Qi Qingchu sent someone to send it over.

I didn't expect it to be like this. Qi Qingchu also ate sweet potatoes, but most of them were steamed on a steamer, and there was no such uncivilized way to eat.

Li Jicai only thought that Qi Qingchu couldn't look down on roasted sweet potatoes, so she enjoyed the sack with peace of mind, but Qi Qingchu actually followed the burnt smell and found it, this smell was something she couldn't cover if she wanted to, fortunately, the smoke was small, and the entire Qi Mansion couldn't smell it, otherwise, Qi Qingchu wouldn't let her do this.

"Okay, okay, you're a big guy, you're right, I'll move the book for you, okay?" Li Jicai reluctantly accepted her fate, after all, Qi Qingchu did it when she cut off her rations.

Every day she survives in the battle of wits and courage with Qi Qingchu, she feels that she is smaller again, she has lost a lot of weight, her little face is about to slap big, and her chin is about to poke people to death.

Qi Qingchu glanced sideways at Li Jicai, who was measuring his face with his hand, and then couldn't help but deliberately say with a poisonous tongue: "Pig face, it's not small." ”

"Yes, yes, you are beautiful, the most beautiful." Li Jicai heard Qi Qingchu sarcastically mocking her, and then said not to be outdone. What is that, she thinks she's ugly, but Qi Qingchu hates others praising him for being beautiful, and she only found out in her daily quarrel with him.

Usually expressionless means that the mood is normal, nice and fun may be laughing in the heart, from time to time put his finger close to his lips to know, this is his unconscious small action, not good to listen to and not fun may be complained in the heart, look carefully may see rolling eyes, impatient will generally frown, angry will raise eyebrows, the order and height of eyebrows depending on the mood.

These are all found by Li Jicai when he usually peeps at him, as for why he peeps, Li Jicai also understands, isn't this to see if he can get into any loopholes and escape?

Qi Qingchu rolled her eyes and said impatiently, "Not yet?" Scorched and bitter. "It's still important to roast sweet potatoes.

"My lord, haven't you ever eaten a good one? Poor panic? It's only been less than half a month, and half of my big bag of roasted sweet potatoes is gone, and the branches of the trees in your yard have been broken clean for me, and if this continues, I will burn your books. "In the end, he made a sound with a golden spoon in his mouth, and he actually ate such civilian food with relish." Besides, if you eat too many roasted sweet potatoes, you will fart! ”

Li Jicai provoked deathly, not noticing that Qi Qingchu's mood didn't seem to be so good.

"Enough is enough? If you dare to burn my book, I will burn your hair. Qi Qingchu stared at Li Jicai's long black hair that had grown a knife at some point, and gritted his teeth and threatened.

Li Jicai hurriedly covered his head, and then moved his ass away, not daring to quarrel with him anymore, he could not eat food, and his baby's hair could not be cut.

"You've locked me up here like a country savage, and I haven't repaired myself for a long time." Li Jicai muttered in a low voice, instantly turning into a wronged poor little white rabbit, complaining. "Lonely men and widows don't know how to avoid suspicion, it's too much."

In the past, when he may not have known Li Jicai, Qi Qingchu might have been fooled and deceived by her appearance, but now that he is familiar, Qi Qingchu knows what kind of virtue Li Jicai is, and he is definitely pretending, and he will lose if he is serious.

"Okay?" Qi Qingchu's eyes did not leave the copper furnace, but asked intently.

"Okay, okay, don't rush, just take it." Li Jicai saw that his miserable behavior did not work, so he couldn't help but puff out his mouth, and then reached out to scoop up the tongs from the ground next to him, opened the copper furnace and stretched it in.

It just so happened that Qi Qingchu turned his head to look at her, and when he saw her puffing out, he suddenly laughed in his heart. "His face is bulging like a toad." As he spoke, he unconsciously stretched out his hand and poked it. With this poke, the face that was bulging into a small bag deflated.

"It's going to be ...... bad" Li Jicai turned his head dissatisfiedly and wanted to stare at him, but he met his smiling eyes, which were as deep as the sea and made people intoxicated and couldn't help drowning in them, Li Jicai felt his heart skip a few beats, and then suddenly sped up a few points, there was a slight feeling of suffocation, and the pain was fleeting.

Like red ink turning into water, a large number of blockbusters were rendered, and Li Jicai's whole person turned red.

Qi Qingchu was stunned for a moment, a little unclear, and then saw Li Jicai's nose bleeding blood, and nervously leaned closer to see, what is this, eh? Wrong?

Seeing Qi Qingchu approaching, Li Jicai crawled back a few steps, then retreated with one hand to his chest, and covered his nose with the other hand and said vaguely: "Don't, don't come here!" ”

"Why are you getting angry?" Speechless, every time he spent a little longer with Li Jicai, she would get angry and have nosebleeds and chest pain, and asked Xu Lao to show her that there was no problem, maybe the tonic dose was too heavy, and the supplement was a little fierce.

"Hurry up, I still have official business to deal with, I've been waiting for you for a long time." If it weren't for the sake of face and identity, Qi Qingchu wouldn't have stayed here for so long, just to have a bite to eat, if his chef dared to twist it like this, he would have been kicked out.

has to be so arrogant that Li Jicai dares to be so arrogant, another day he really wants to investigate Liang Jingru, what identity gave Li Jicai so much courage?

"Then you do it yourself, I'm going to stop the bleeding." Things can be eaten later, but the blood still has to be stopped first, she is so thin, how many cc does she bleed every day, and the blood must not be drained? Recently she has been feeling a little anemic. "When the winter dates are on the market, I want to eat them, replenish the blood, Lord Qi will trouble you." Li Jicai said unashamedly.

Qi Qingchu just didn't hear it.

The fire in the copper furnace has long been extinguished, and it is a little difficult to distinguish between the scorched stone and the roasted sweet potato, because they are all charred and black, Qi Qingchu has never done this kind of thing, but when he tried it today, he felt a sense of novelty.

After clipping a big one, Qi Qingchu put it in a handkerchief, and then lifted the four corners and wrapped it carefully. The serious expression looked in the eyes of Li Jicai, who was sitting on the ground not far away, and there was another burst of ear heat, and then blood surged.

Qi Qingchu is really handsome......

Qi Qingchu stood up after lifting the handkerchief, and his body naturally turned to Li Jicai, who hurriedly turned his back and didn't look at him.

"Gone." Qi Qingchu is used to Li Jicai like this, and he doesn't care, next time remember to bring her winter dates, but it looks like he is indeed thinner.

However, he still can't give her big fish and meat, you know, every day his meals are divided into two for her, Li Jicai is particularly able to eat, the amount of food is huge, if his eating habits are suddenly adjusted too obviously in the short term, it is inevitable that other people in the house will pay attention, recently he himself has eaten more dry food, fortunately, he is extremely restrained, and he is not greedy for appetite, so it is like this.

However, Li Jicai is very stingy, but if she eats a few more sweet potatoes, she will chatter, and the businessman will be more careful, and the baht will be more colorful!

If you get what you want, you won't have more ink with her, and recently Your Majesty has issued a lot of new decrees, many of which are adjustments to be made after the beginning of the year, most of which are implemented for Yingdu, and then gradually promoted to the local area.

That is to say, before the beginning of the year, he will assist officials at all levels to make preparations, so that they will not be in a hurry after the beginning of the year, and stay up all night.

He has always loved sweetness.

For now, only Li Jicai knows this.

Forget it, it doesn't really matter.

Qi Qingchu, who returned to his room, walked to his desk first, and then carefully placed the handkerchief on the table.

The roasted sweet potato is still piping hot, and if you eat it now, your tongue will burn.

Qi Qingchu stretched out his hand to grind, and then processed the official document, but he caught a glimpse of a prayer note placed in the upper right corner of the table.

It's from Luofu.

He had read the content before, saying that Luo Lianfang's condition was a little unstable, and that it was not very good, and the implication was to invite him to come over to talk about it.

It's been three days, but he doesn't plan to go yet.

Luo Lianfang's illness, he asked the doctor in private, as long as he recuperated in peace.

It's just the scar on the back of the head, but it's not optimistic.

As a woman, I'm afraid I'll be more mindful in this regard, Qi Qingchu doesn't want to hear a woman crying at him.

It's really annoying.

Especially Li Jicai, who always pretends to cry and acts in front of him, sometimes the love is true, crying sparsely, and it is extremely miserable.

Between truth and falsehood, he can't figure it out.

On top of that, things turned out like this, beyond his expectations and beyond his capabilities.

He didn't want to make the marriage of the rest of his life a child's play for the sake of Luo Lianfang, who was bitten by a dog.

What's more, the Luo family looked like they were going to entrust Luo Lianfang to him for this matter.

That's right, he said that he would take full authority to deal with this matter, but it doesn't mean that he is responsible for Luo Lianfang.

The emperor's order cannot be violated, and it was not his intention to contact the Luo family, in fact, His Majesty asked him to approach him openly.

After all, Qi Qingchu is a close minister of Emperor Gao De, and Qi Qingchu took the initiative to get close to the Luo family, which means that His Majesty wants to get close to the Luo family.

But it is not too close, it is just a degree of balance in it.

Of course, Qi Qingchu had already made it clear to Emperor Gao De, he was definitely not tempted by Luo Lianfang, and he couldn't be tempted.

Therefore, Qi Qingchu's attitude towards Luo Lianfang has always been lukewarm, neither far away nor close. But compared to other women, it did open an extra door for her.

Now judging from the judgment, everyone will think that Qi Qingchu deliberately consumed other girls, and delayed marrying others.

For Emperor Gao De, it doesn't matter whether Qi Qing marries Luo Lianfang or not, if he wants to marry if he wants, if he doesn't want to, he won't make a clear statement.

The reason why an emperor is an emperor is that many things are not done by himself.

How to use the sword to kill people and borrow flowers to offer Buddha freely also reflects the art of the emperor.

Emperor Gao De is not a faint monarch, and Qi Qingchu is not a faint monarch

Foolish and loyal.

There are many things that are intertwined, and it is impossible to explain them clearly.

Qi Qingchu sighed almost inaudibly, his dark and unclear eyes as deep as the sea moved away from the prayer post, and his white fingertips moved slightly, touching the hot handkerchief, which was a charred sweet potato.

There were suddenly some mixed feelings in my heart.