What does it mean to be strong-willed? Changle couldn't imagine it, but she had to eat this poppy paste today, so she couldn't think about it.

Rather than crying, being ridiculed, or even forced by the rough men outside the door, she would rather keep the last of her dignity.

Jiang Xian must not have found out the whereabouts of the jade key yet, he needs to have absolute control over her, the organization behind him is familiar with the ears and eyes, and the wind and grass in the capital of Yu Han must be able to perceive it, there is nothing more worry-free than a waste person - maybe this is his premeditation.

Changle laughed thinking about it, Hua Wu didn't know why she was laughing, but looked at her more and more coldly.

The smell of poppy paste is very weird.

Hua Wu waited to one side, and did not leave satisfied, until she saw her swallow the last bite.

In the hall, Jiang Xian was waiting for her to come back to her life, and Tingxu stood beside him and didn't ask anything.

When Hua Wu came in, she was excited, but she immediately felt that the atmosphere was not right, so she restrained it a little.

"Did she eat it?" Jiang Xian was reluctant to mention that name again.

Hua Wu didn't dare to ask for credit, and replied weakly: "Yes." ”

"You forced her?" He asked again, and the tea in his hand had already cooled down.

"The princess ate it herself."

Hua Wuwang glanced at it, and the look in her eyes was obscure.

Jiang Xian was silent for a long time, and smiled lightly: "Send some to her every day in the future." ”

Xu couldn't listen to it, and said loudly: "Childe, the slave and maid go to see the princess." ”

Jiang Xian didn't allow it, but he didn't say no.

Conventionally, this is tacit consent.

Hua Wu stretched out her hand to stop her, and said coldly: "Listen to Sister Su, I just sang the black face, and you are going to run to sing the red face, deliberately embarrassing me?" Or do you have a tacit understanding with Princess Changle these days? ”

She was speechless when she asked, she has never been a good defender, let alone aggressive.

Seeing Hua Wu's power and personal vendetta, Jiang Xian didn't say anything, if Hua Wu wasn't such a person, this errand wouldn't have fallen on her.

"You two go out, I want to be quiet." He was not angry, nor annoyed, and his tone was surprisingly calm, as if he had really finished a major matter.

No one will willingly take the Yunyan Poppy Cream, and Jiang Xian will not even understand this.

She was also taking revenge on him.

It's stupid, Zhao Changle is really a fool.

But what about him Jiang Xian, isn't he a fool?

Jiang Xian grabbed the cold tea and poured it into his throat violently.

Only those who have experienced it will know that after the poppy is put down, there is an endless void and ethereal ethereal, Changle is like being in the clouds and smoke, the soul leaves the body and becomes free, countless illusions appear in front of her eyes, every frame is as beautiful as a picture, and all the unbearable in reality has changed its appearance, becoming extremely gentle and kind.

She couldn't figure out if she was asleep or awake all night.

For a moment in the morning, she was awake, and suddenly felt palpitations and panic, and when she touched her face, she suddenly didn't know who she was, but she was not the kind of amnesiac.

Someone in the house brought food, and she just looked at it and felt endless nausea, and after a long time, she suddenly felt cold and hungry, but those daily foods were no longer satisfactory to her, and she tasted the taste of poppy paste, and began to think that it was the best taste in the world.

Within a few days, Changle felt that she was dead, and she didn't think about anything except the taste of cloud smoke poppy ointment, and she didn't want anything.

Jiang Xian seemed to have come to see her, but she didn't, it seemed that someone had poured cold water on her head, and she couldn't remember, or she didn't care.

The so-called will, the so-called firm-willedness, is now a big joke.

"I didn't expect this cloud of smoke poppy cream to be so effective." Jiang Xian witnessed Changle's addiction, but he just said so.

Tingxu was full of sympathy for Changle in her heart, but after all, she couldn't disobey her master, "This is a soul-devouring thing, and Princess Changle is afraid that she can't tell whether she is a human or a ghost." Childe, is this really what you want? ”

The latter sentence was the following offense, but Jiang Xian didn't pursue it, but asked her: "After being addicted to poppy cream, she is already a useless person, and she no longer has any use value." ”

Listening to the floc suddenly understood.

At night, Jiang Xian went to the palace to see his mother.

Jiang Hongxiang was pruning the flower branches under the lamp, and when she saw him coming, her face was extremely light: "Ah Xian, it's just in time, the time is almost up, and the blood silkworm is recuperating and recovering as before." ”

Jiang Xian sat down silently beside her, and at a distance, he asked, "When did my mother have this hobby?" ”

Jiang Hongxiang turned his head to look at him: "Since I caught Zhao Di, I have suddenly been in a good mood, and these leisure feelings have arisen." ”

"It seems that the mother is the same as the son, and since she has Changle, the son is also very happy."

"Really? Ah Xian, do you want to tell your mother that you don't want to send Changle to the palace? Jiang Hongxiang asked him with a smile, "Child, there are many beautiful and noble girls, you don't have to be Zhao Changle." ”

"It seems that the mother understands very well, and you are not Zhao Di, in this world, who has left whom, and what should I do?" Jiang Xian also replied with a smile.

Jiang Hong's complexion changed, and the silver scissors in his hand "clicked", and a branch that leaned out of the side fell down.

"Ah Xian, have you learned to talk back, or have you always been, but you didn't dare to make a mistake before you didn't know your identity, but now you have no fear."

"Mother, contrary to what you say, the son is now fearless - if I do wrong, my mother will not forgive me, and who can I rely on and rely on? As for fear, it is innate, my son has been frightened all these years, and the future is still unpredictable, so how can I be safe? Jiang Xian smiled.

Jiang Hongjiao didn't answer, and said lightly: "Mother just wants Zhao Changle to provide for the blood silkworms, why do you have so many words?" ”

Jiang Xian scratched his head and smiled: "It's just that my son didn't restrain himself for a while, and he was eager for revenge, so he had fed her Yunyan poppy ointment, and my son heard that this poppy ointment is addicted to torture and is the most suitable for her." ”

Another pair of scissors, a flower that was in full bloom folded down: "Ah Xian, I don't know if you are confused, or deliberately against me, the blood silkworm wants to suck pure blood, and the blood stained with poppy paste must not be used anymore, I can't imagine that Ah Xian, you are deeply rooted in love." ”

"It's really a disappointment for my mother." She looked at the lights that were dancing not far away.

Jiang Xian seemed to have an epiphany and repentance, and said excitedly: "Mother, my son really forgot about this stubble, just thinking about his subordinates offering a rare cloud smoke poppy ointment, if he didn't try it on her, his son couldn't think of any other use for a while." Wouldn't it be more relieving to make her a living corpse than to feed the blood silkworms? As for the root of love that his mother said, it is something that has never existed at all, and the son boasts of reading countless people, how could he be planted in the hands of a woman like Zhao Changle? ”

Jiang Hongxiang smiled, without a trace: "Mother is annoyed that you are good at making claims, but this time my mother is not angry with you, I heard that Luo Ze is coming, what is he going to do, I think you also know, when you want to hand over such Zhao Changle to him?" ”

"Zhao Changle has always been thinking about Luo Ze, if Luo Ze can see her now, it will be the harshest punishment for her, and her son is happy to see it." Jiang Xian has been smiling since he entered the door, and the smile has grown on his face, but another emotion has been engraved into his heart.

Jiang Hongxiang slowly put down the scissors, and the silver light flashed: "Mother doesn't allow you to treat Aze like this." ”

"He's an outsider, why should you punish him with you?" She spoke slowly.

"Mother is really kind to Aze." Jiang Xian praised with a smile, but this praise changed its taste, not like a praise for the sake of praise.

Be kind to Luo Ze, but cruel to yourself, just because he represents shame.

"Mother is really eccentric." He laughed as he spoke, and the bitter taste welled up in his heart.

Jiang Hongxiang saw through his emotions and said something that was like comfort but not like comfort: "Ah Xian, my mother regrets it now that she couldn't hug you more when you were young." ”

Jiang Xian took a deep breath, and even the air in his mother's hall was sour.

"Ah Xian, the matter has come to this, it is not appropriate for Zhao Changle to continue to stay in your mansion, do you have any further arrangements?" She didn't want to give him too much respite, he was always the sharpest weapon to her.

"Zhao Changle intended to murder his son, and his son had already planned to hand her over to Tianji Prison for detention." Jiang Xian's complicated feelings were no longer visible on his face.

"Heavenly Prison?" Jiang Hongxiang couldn't help frowning, "In the hands of Huangfu Qisong?" ”

"Exactly." He said solemnly.

Jiang Hongxiang sneered lightly: "Take care of it, that's his duty, if something goes wrong, I just take the opportunity to attack him." ”

"That way, my mother and I can have peace of mind."

"I can't imagine that you are such a filial child." She yawned casually, which was extremely perfunctory.

"My son is leaving, and my mother is going to rest early." Jiang Xian heard that this was a disguised eviction order, so he didn't stop, and left straight away with full of anger.

He didn't want to go back to Jiang Mansion, and there was no place for him in the palace, so he could only wander around the palace aimlessly for a while.

"Ginger strings." A voice came from behind him, getting closer, low and powerful.

Jiang Xian's palms tightened, and he quickly changed into a squirming gesture: "Huangfu, why are you?" With such a big official rank, he is still on duty at night? ”

"No, I was waiting for you." Huangfu Feng walked towards him step by step with a breath of cold air, "You have avoided me for so long, what are you avoiding?" Shouldn't we talk about everything? ”

Jiang Xian pretended to be confused: "How could I avoid you?" It's just a coincidence, if I really want to avoid you, how can you block me today? He grinned.

"Okay, since the gap between you and me is already so deep, I'll just make a long story short, I don't want to live the old days anymore, do you understand?" Huangfu Feng ignored that set, and his face was like frost.