"My Chengba consciousness has never been high, and I don't have a sense of responsibility for the rise and fall of the world, but I Chengba will never betray my country for my own personal interests."

People like Cui Haoran are undefeated, what other reason is there!

Murong Bai said, "You are the emperor's person, and if you want to stay out of this competition for power, I'm afraid it's not easy." ”

More often than not, we can't help ourselves. Like him, like Xiao Yu, like Cui Yan.

"I'm just a knife, and a knife doesn't require much thought."

For such a setting, Chengba is obviously quite satisfied. He doesn't have any big ambitions, just take revenge for the destruction of the door in his lifetime. As for the rest, I'll talk about it when I think about it.

Murong Bai pursed his lips and didn't say anything more.

Cheng Ba raised his face and looked at Murong Bai, there was no expression on his cold face, but it didn't seem to be cold.

Murong Bai is an unusual man, his face is very white and clean, his hair and clothes are meticulous, and the hand that has not been withdrawn on the table is as beautiful as mutton fat and white jade, delicate and smooth.

Chengba remembered that Cui Yan's hands were also so good-looking.

He found that he didn't hate this man, and even liked it. There is a very light, very quiet aura in him, such as a quiet orchid and a camellia, which a person like him earnestly desires but never has.

Seongba asked, "Who are you?" What do you want to do? ”

Murong Bai is in the Cui family, and it stands to reason that it should be considered for Murong Bai.

"Under Murong Bai. As for my purpose, when the time comes, Childe will understand. ”

Murong Bai didn't want to say it, and Cheng Ba didn't pester.

———I'm the dividing line———

Coming out of the guest room, Cui Haoran was like a lonely soul, wandering around the Prime Minister's Mansion. I don't know when, I came to the outside of the nunnery.

The night dissolves, the courtyard is deep, the candle fire in the nunnery is warm, and the shadow of the undefeated Hanmei is fragrant, although it is a harsh winter, there is a unique scenery.

Cui Haoran has the illusion of being in a different world.

He reached out and touched the pillar beside him, which was hard and cold to the touch, reminding him that it was not a dream.

Cui Haoran pushed the door and walked into the nunnery, and the originally rhythmic sound of wooden fish beating stopped suddenly. Sun turned his head and saw that it was Cui Haoran, and stood up and blessed his body.

"Sir." Sun's voice was still very faint, and he couldn't hear joy or sorrow.

Sun wrapped the teapot that had been warm in the stove with a cloth and poured a cup for Cui Haoran.

Cui Haoran's eyebrows drooped slightly, and he picked up the teacup and took a sip. The mouth is bitter and has a medicinal taste, which cannot be compared to the good tea he usually drinks. However, it is not unpleasant to drink.

"Are you okay?" Cui Haoran put down the teacup.

I haven't seen him for a long time, the woman in front of him is no longer bright and moving when I first saw her, and she is still bland, he has always hated it the most, but at this moment, Cui Haoran felt a calm that he had never felt before.

Sun said, "The old man has to take care of her, and the concubine is very good." ”

"That's good."

She has always been like this, not fighting or grabbing.

Seriously calculated, the hostess of this prime minister's mansion is also reassuring.

"What kind of tea is this?" In my impression, every time I come to Sun's place, Sun will pour such a cup of tea for her. It wasn't until Fang Cai that Cui Haoran noticed that Sun himself didn't drink it.

"The old man has gout, and the concubine asked the old Chinese medicine doctor to take Atractylodes, cork, and Yiren to boil soup, and add papaya, angelica, and Zhimu into tea, although it cannot be cured, it can relieve the pain."

Cui Haoran rarely came to her, but she kept the tea warm, just thinking that when Cui Haoran came, she could drink it directly.