Finally fooled over, and when I went to the kitchen to make tea, there was still a little sense of panic.

Open the kitchen cabinet, and several small celadon jars contain a variety of tea leaves.

Take out the double-petaled jasmine and Xifeng silver needle, filter out the floating ash with warm water, mix it according to the proportion, pour boiling water to brew, and then place it until it boils over low heat, and wait for it to stand for six or seven times.

After doing all this, a small rattan square plate was used to set up a colored ink tea cup, and a white moon season that had just been folded was decorated next to it, which was exquisite and beautiful.

"It smells so good." Red Sleeves took a deep breath and couldn't help but sigh.

"I've got a cup for you, there."

She smiled and said, "Thank you girl." ”

What I did was just to gain favor, so that Beiyu Jinchen thought that I had been worn out of confidence, so I could only accept my fate. Only then will he let his guard down.

When he walked to the path, he happened to see the stable, in which his white steed rested, and his tail wagged very leisurely.

Since he was leaving tomorrow, the horse had to come up with something to stop it.

As far as the eye can see, there are some unknown weeds growing in the garden. He is the prince, all the mounts are taken care of and fed by his subordinates, except for the good horses who are specially going to the battlefield, the rest of the daily feeding are some delicate masters.

Putting aside the tea-tray, and pulling out some weeds mixed with its grazing, the horse recognized it, and when it saw me, it let out a low neigh, and hurried out of the stable, lest it attract the attention of others.

As soon as he picked up the tea tray and was about to leave, the guards of the night vigil came over to check on the situation.

When he saw me, he didn't get suspicious, checked the area around the stable, and left.

With a sigh of relief, he pushed open the hidden wooden door of the study.

He was still thinking about it by the desk, his brows furrowed slightly, his index and middle fingers tapping the table irregularly, and his white and slender fingers glowing in the light.

Pushing the tea to his hand, he put down the scroll and looked up.

"Fading." He said.

"It is not advisable to drink strong tea at night, although it is calm and concentrating, it will actually affect the energy of the next day."

"Your mother is Empress Liangxi?" The voice was cold, and it seemed to be mixed with mockery.

When he mentioned the word Liangxi, I couldn't help but tighten my palm, and the hot porcelain cup printed red palms.

"Yes." This is the word, and I deliberately created the coldness and respect.

"I remember the battle of the day, the queen was taken captive to Beiyan for three years, at that time, where were you?"

The Battle of the Sun was the last battle between Beiyan and Liangxi, and the imperial city of Liangxi was called the Sun-Seeking City until it was occupied by Beiyan and changed its name.

I don't know if he was deliberately provoking or if he was looking at the joke with verbal torture, either way, it made me feel angry and hateful.

"In Qinglou, I lived with my adoptive mother until she married into Liufu." Taking a sip of tea, the jasmine fragrance suppressed the fire, but fortunately, my voice sounded flat and unusual.

He flipped through it, and the pages closed with a dull sound.

"Do you know why Beiyan wants to attack Liangxi?"

His words actually stopped me, I only know that I am burdened with the mission of restoring the country, and the change of dynasty is just the ambition of the lords, can there be any other reason.

"I don't know."

"In the future, you will naturally know that everything has a reason."

fell silent for a while, since everything has a reason, then why did he destroy my Manchus and leave no living mouth? Even if he put us in prison or exiled me, I wouldn't hate him as much as I do today.

The candlelight flickered, and time passed bit by bit.

In the middle of the night, I was almost so sleepy that I wanted to fall headlong to the ground.

Even though it was the height of summer, there was still a cool breeze at night, blowing through the cracks in the windows.

I crouched on the table in a daze for a while, and the unreachable breeze behind me made me feel excited and instantly sober.

When he opened his eyes, Beiyu Jinchen was propping up the table with his elbows, holding the back of his hand against his forehead, looking like he was asleep.

I deliberately touched a pen to the ground, but it was so loud that a conscious person would be able to detect it.

But he didn't move, like a statue, with thin lips and clear contours.

My hand involuntarily reached for the scissors, and it was the perfect opportunity.

The palms of the hands were constantly sweating, the heart was beating faster, and he hesitated while calculating.

No, I can't be fooled by him, he has always been very cautious and suspicious, and when he used to sleep next to me, he would be habitually awake by the sound of the wind, and make a defensive state, but now he can't even hear the sound of the pen falling, which is really suspicious.

Thinking of this, I shoved the scissors back.

Get up and find a thin blanket and cover him lightly.

All I have to do now is gain trust and wait for the right moment.

After such a toss, I was already sleepy, and I could only spend the long night looking for some books by the shelves.

"There's a room next to the study, you go and sleep there." His voice suddenly sounded, so frightened that I didn't hold my book steadily, and fell to the ground.

I nodded, picked up the book and hurried out the door.

The wing room next to it seems to be a guest room, clean and tidy, but it is a little cold and not popular.

When I sat on the bed, my heartbeat slowly slowed down, but fortunately I didn't do it just now, otherwise, I am afraid that the person who died would be myself.

Once Beiyu Jinchen is conscious, he will be able to subdue me easily.....

It was destined to be another sleepless night.

......

The next morning, most of the irises in the yard were in full bloom.

The charming dark purple and light purple are staggered and overlapped, and a few white flowers are quiet and jade, which is very beautiful.

It was drizzling and the air was cool.

As I expected, the horses were listless all day, and the road was slippery in the rain, so Beiyu Jinchen's plan to return home was temporarily postponed, and I had to continue to serve tea and water, and wait for the ink.

He has an endless amount of official documents, and he stays all morning.

Except for lunch and incense in Luo Yu's mourning hall, he was almost always stuffy in the study.

It wasn't until the afternoon that he became tired, so he asked me to ghostwrite and transcribe some lists, and he went to the bamboo rattan chair near the window to rest.

Half an hour later, when I finally finished transcribing the list, my arms and wrists were so sore that I threw down my pen and moved my muscles.

And the man on the rattan chair was actually asleep, and from the sound of his breathing, it was completely different from yesterday.

He did let his guard down because of yesterday's incident.

I slowly approached the window and stood for a long time, but he only adjusted his posture slightly and continued to sleep soundly, according to the theory, there was no reason why he should not be tired last night and today.

Success or failure is here......

I slowly took out the scissors, held my breath, and stabbed him hard in the heart, I used ten percent of my strength, and there was no more painful time than at this moment.

When the tip touched the hem of his shirt, he suddenly opened his eyes and quickly grasped the scissors, the sharp end cutting through his palm.

"Liu Sujin, I thought you were a smart person, but you're not." There was a slow mockery in his language, and the smile on his lips was as cold as ever.

He grabbed my wrist and pushed me down with ease.

As he retreated, he accidentally knocked over the table, hitting his forehead on the table and bleeding into his eyes.

Slowly, I smiled like him, and kept smiling.

"Don't you like torturing me the most?" He raised the scissors and stabbed at the place where his heart deviated by an inch, and he didn't have time to stop it, the iron pierced deep into the flesh, but the pain was not worth the sadness in his heart. "I can't die, but it's enough to make you happy."

The words did not fall, and the fishy sweetness overflowed between the lips and teeth.

(The author has something to say: this time it was postponed by a day, and it was updated as usual on Wednesday)