The night was thick, the moonlight was covered by dark clouds, and the huge flower field outside the small building was dark and faint, and I couldn't see my fingers. Only the rustle of the night wind blowing through the branches of the flowers could be heard.

"Talented people think too much, we just want Jiangshan to return to the Gao family." Shen Yao looked at Wen Qingwu like a fool: "Rebelling against the current emperor is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg." We still have this self-knowledge. ”

Shen Yao's gaze made Wen Qingwu a little uncomfortable. But she still knows too much about the fog she is in, and this Shen Yao is one of the few people who can let her come into contact with this fog.

"And what are you trying to do?" Wen Qingwu took the tea handed over by Liuji, and it became drier and drier after autumn, and she was so thirsty that she couldn't do it for a while.

With the tea, I took a sip.

"Support the blood of the Gao family. Therefore, it is necessary for talented people to be favored and conceived as dragon heirs as soon as possible. ”

"Poof" Wen Qingwu didn't hold back a sip of tea, sprayed half of it, and quickly held a handkerchief to hold his mouth and wiped the water stains on the side of his mouth. Looking at Shen Yao, his lips pursed.

Looking at Wen Qingwu, whose lips were closed, Shen Yao frowned, and said suspiciously: "Talented, is it really just that he forgot about the past after falling into the water?" ”

Wen Qingwu pressed the tea on his lips, and only after he had cleared his face did he look up at Shen Yao: "If you hadn't forgotten the past, do you think that my dignified county lord could allow you to be a slave and maid to point fingers at me like this?" ”

When Shen Yao heard this, he lowered his head and said, "The slave has never pointed fingers at the county lord. All orders are given by the adults. ”

"What about being disrespectful and arrogant?" Wen Qingwu stood up and looked at Shen Yao condescendingly: "It was also ordered by the adults?"

Do you want me to ask Jiumu? ”

"Slaves don't dare!" Shen Yao knelt down in a panic: "This is what the county lord specially ordered the slaves and maids when he entered the palace!" ”

"I specifically ordered you?" Wen Qingwu looked at Shen Yao: "Tell me, how I ordered you." ”

Shen Yao's body was arched, different from his previous arrogance, and his attitude was very respectful: "The first time the slave saw you in the palace, his attitude was very respectful, it was you who said that I want to treat you like everyone else from now on, so as not to be noticed by others." However, at that time, your temperament was different, and now, you provoke too much right and wrong, and most people do not have a good attitude towards you.

Although he did that to you when he was an outsider, he still did it in private, and later you said that he was not allowed in private. Always treat you like everyone else, and be a slave to get used to it and treat you. In this way, no one will find out that there is a hint of people. ”

Wen Qingwu was very surprised to hear it, she didn't expect the original owner to give such an order. I can't help but have a little change in my impression of the original owner. How much is the difference between what I know and the real her?

Seeing that Wen Qingwu didn't speak, Shen Yao stopped and continued to speak, his voice was no longer flustered, but slowly calmed down: "Day after day, the slave is really almost used to it." If it weren't for the county lord's reprimand this time, I'm afraid that the slave would really have engraved the habit in her bones.

But from the first day, when the slave and maid should get down, they were ready to live and die. ”

"Life and death?" Wen Qingwu pinched her handkerchief and looked at Shen Yao, her eyebrows frowning slightly.

Shen Yao's calm voice was a little helpless: "Where is the thing engraved in the bones so easy to change." After the matter is completed, the county lord is in a high position, how can there be a superior who can tolerate the existence of a slave who will be disrespectful to himself in his bones. ”

A good thing is life and death. But he is a loyal and upright person.

Looking at Shen Yao, who was kneeling, he was silent for a while, and Wen Qingwu said: "In the future, there is no need to have the idea of life and death." ”

Shen Yao raised his head and looked at Wen Qingwu's gaze with surprise and doubt.

"I'm not going to let anyone find out." Wen Qingwu picked up the cup in his hand and took a sip of tea: "If someone really finds out, get rid of it." ”

Such an identity and such a plan are known to be a catastrophe.

Shen Yao's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he lowered his head and responded, "Yes." ”

"Qin Zhi's affairs, I will arrange it. If you dance, forget it, my serious injury has not healed, and my body is not in good shape. Wen Qingwu commanded.

"Yes." Shen Yao replied like a stream.

"Stand down." Wen Qingwu said a little sleepily.

"Yes." Shen Yao responded, bowed and retreated. Retreating to the door, he suddenly remembered something and stopped. Turning his head to look at Wen Qingwu and said, "County Lord"

"Call me a gentle talent." Wen Qingwu corrected.

"Wen Cairen" Shen Yao spoke again, and said with some hesitation: "Will you get too close to His Royal Highness King Wu today?" ”

Since they can know their own movements, it is not difficult to know about her dealings with Li Ke. After thinking about it, she said to Shen Yao: "Don't worry, I have my own measure." ”

"Yes." Shen Yao answered, exited the door, and his figure disappeared into the endless and deep night.

Ruyoshi stood aside, looking at his master who was in a daze in the dark night outside the door, and was silent for a while. It's a mess in my head, too. Follow the master for a long time, and the longer you will discover, the more unspeakable secrets you will discover.

But it's just a mess of thoughts, and if you really want to talk about it, I don't feel afraid of anything because of it. After all, he was also a person who was hovering on the brink of life and death in the past. From the very beginning, he put his life on the line.

What worries him now is that the master seems to be very confused about the current situation.

"Stop the lights." Liuji still looked at Wen Qingwu, and saw her slowly get up from the step, turn around and walk to the bed inside.

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In the middle of autumn, the festive season has arrived. Early in the morning, Emperor Joan of Arc took a group of concubines and princes to pinch the moon sacrifice, and Wen Qingwu also followed. It's just that at the very end of a large group of people in the vast soup, not even the shadow of Emperor Joan of Arc can be seen.

Wen Qingwu didn't care, he casually followed behind everyone, worshipping the sky when he sacrificed to the sky, and kowtowing when he kowtowed. It's just that the movements are not as smooth as those of others, but slow and clumsy.

It's not that Wen Qingwu won't sacrifice the ceremony. It's because at the moment her whole body is covered in bandages. Different from the jumping and clever when catching fish by the river, the Wen Cai people at this time are the whole body from the neck to the calves, the wood that should be tied to the wood, and the bandage that should be bandaged.

As the doctor said, there is no body that can't get better in half a year, and she doesn't want to get better so early.

So much so that the palace people on the left and right couldn't bear to look at it, and reminded them several times to go and talk to the emperor, so they didn't have to be polite. But it shouldn't, only that the sun and moon gods are all born of all things, and they can't be disrespectful. As long as she can stand up, she will have to do this sacrifice even if she has severed her hands and feet.

Others can't imagine how to stand up without hands and feet.

Originally, there was a tide watching during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but this was in Luoyang Palace. Even if he was in Hojing, and he went, Emperor Joan of Arc took a few favored concubines. I can't go.