Early in the morning, as soon as Qi Yan pushed the door, he saw He Shuming running here.

"Where is Your Majesty, still going to the Library Pavilion?"

His voice was sharp and strange, shocked and exaggerated. Qi Yan frowned, and took two steps to the side in disgust.

He Shuming hurriedly cleared his throat, "Your Majesty, is that Chen Jiaojiao?" ”

Seeing that he was too lazy to take care of him, he spoke again, this time more serious, "I ran into her the night before yesterday, and she was hiding in a panic. At that hour, she was still wandering around the palace, and if she hadn't gone to read a book yesterday, she could have only gone to find something. ”

"Your Majesty, did you say she was looking for the Golden Seal?"

"No, it won't."

He didn't think she had the mind, nor did she have the brain.

Seeing that he still walked into the library pavilion, He Shuming shut up and followed to make a scene.

As soon as the two pushed the door, they saw her lying on the edge of the table in the same posture as when Qi Yan left last night, asleep.

Specks of fine sunlight shot out of the hollow carved windows, sprinkled on her side face, which looked extraordinarily quiet and well-behaved, and she looked much more honest without opening her eyes.

He Shuming hiccuped quietly and walked to the side to hide, wanting to see more, and he didn't plan to be kicked out by him.

Qi Yan looked at it and sat down at the table and knocked on the table.

Chen Jiaojiao trembled, got up sleepily, and looked around blankly.

Met his cold eyes, she gasped and realized what she was doing.

It was too late, and it was so warm in the library that she couldn't remember when she fell asleep.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

As soon as she moved, she stiffened her shoulders with a snort, and her hands went numb.

Qi Yan took the paper under her, and really disgusted her crumpled little face, "How much have you copied?" ”

"It's just a little bit, a little too much."

"Oh, it's my fault, it's too much. So Jiaojiao only copied less than a tenth? ”

"No, no!"

Chen Jiaojiao shook her hand again and again, his calm tone was really scary, afraid that he would still be in the snake pool again, and tears couldn't stop falling.

She bit her lower lip, knelt up and wiped her tears while humming quietly, "I can't finish copying, there are too many books in one book." ”

He Shuming on the side covered his eyes and pulled the corners of his mouth with relief, she will die, this little princess will die ugly.

"I haven't said anything about you yet, what are you crying about?"

Qi Yan was helpless, and He Shuming, who listened to the slightly irritable voice, stepped aside, and shrank to the side.

He raised his hand, and his slightly cool fingertips brushed her cheeks, not gently wiping away the tears from the right side of her face.

Chen Jiaojiao put down her hand and wiped the left side of her face, and the two of them harmoniously seemed to have a good division of labor

Feeling that he was coaxing himself, Chen Jiaojiao's tears couldn't be stopped. Xu added the grievances of that day, and she sobbed and kept crying.

"I can't stop it."

Qi Yan snorted, and pulled her face impatiently, "Cry again and pull it out to feed the dog." ”

"Don't."

"Don't?" Qi Yan was angry, and pinched his eyebrows. She blushed from crying, puffed up her small mouth and almost counted him, "I don't care if you want it or not, Chen Jiaojiao, you are unreasonable." ”

He Shuming choked on his saliva again, couldn't help coughing in a low voice, and interrupted the two intentionally or unintentionally.

Chen Jiaojiao bit her lower lip and closed her mouth, and Qi Yan slowly restrained the smile on her face.

Both of them clearly knew that it was not the same as before.

He threw the book back in front of her, "Go on." ”

Chen Jiaojiao also opened it immediately, picked up the pen and copied it.

He Shuming watched the two of them sit at the same table one after the other, no one spoke, and the silence was harmonious.

Inexplicably, he thought that on the day when he decided to attack the city, his resolute little general stood on the city tower with his hands in his hands, but what he said, "Or, forget it." ”

He no longer knew when he couldn't see his hatred of destroying heaven and earth.

If you can't win the world, you will let the world float corpses for thousands of miles, and the white bones will be exposed, and this great Chen will sink forever.

But he didn't do it, and ordered the siege without hurting the innocent people in the city.

killed the Chen family and killed all the people involved in the events of the year, but did not affect the servants and children in the palace.

Now that he thinks about it, he still doesn't understand what His Majesty thinks about this little princess who once bullied him.

None of the three spoke, only the sound of writing and flipping books.

After copying for a while, Chen Jiaojiao was just about to turn the next page, when she found that three pages were glued together.

She tilted her head in confusion, picked it up and shook it. It was found that they were glued together and could not be separated.

Qi Yan also looked over and stretched out his hand to twist the thickness. After taking the book, I found that two more pages were glued together a few pages apart, which seemed to be intentional.

He frowned, and He Shuming also looked at it, "Is this book originally like this?" ”

Chen Jiaojiao's brain didn't spin as fast as theirs, and when he stood up and walked to the row of bookshelves, she felt that something was wrong.

The books on the bookshelf have been turned a little messy by her, and she can't see the original order, Qi Yan flipped through a few more books and found no traces of bonding, and threw the books back to the bookshelf, "Burn them all." ”

To him, half a cent of the golden seal was not important, but He Shuming did not agree, and the hen guarded the book behind him, "This is not good, Your Majesty, give the minister some time." ”

"One day?"

"One day?!"

Chen Jiaojiao blinked when she listened, and when they came out, she lowered her head again, pretending to turn over the paper in front of her.

Qi Yan sat down, but He Shuming looked at her quietly.

At lunchtime, the next person brought the food here, and before Chen Jiaojiao racked her brains to leave, Qi Yan spoke, "Copy it after eating." ”

There are gluttonous worms in her stomach, and Chen Jiaojiao doesn't plan to go against the delicious ones.

She loves sweets, especially soft and sweet things, so red bean balls have always been her favorite.

She blinked as they placed the steaming red bean balls in front of her, the sweet familiar scent reaching the tip of her nose, and she lowered her head to pick up the spoon and not allow herself to think of anything else.

Two pairs of chopsticks, Qi Yan was not polite to He Shuming, "Let's go out." ”

"Wow, no, Your Majesty. It's not like you like you to like the new and hate the old. ”

He Shuming muttered a few sentences, and angrily dragged Fifteen's arm down.

When he left the room, it was eerily quiet, except for the sound of chopsticks touching the edge of the bowl.

Chen Jiaojiao didn't eat a few bites before she saw him put down his chopsticks and lean back, looking like he was waiting for her after eating.

She tilted her head blankly, how could he eat so little. She was only half full, and he ate well.

But also with the spoon down, sit down honestly.

"If you can't finish eating, go to the snake pond station meeting."

"Huh?!"

Chen Jiaojiao puffed out her mouth, hurriedly picked up the spoon, ate the bowl cleanly, and reached out to show him the clean empty bowl.

Qi Yan pulled the corners of his mouth and asked someone to come in and clean up.

After cleaning up, Chen Jiaojiao picked up the pen again, and after a while, she found that he was holding his head with one hand and his eyes closed.

The afternoon sun was warm for a moment, and he was no longer as unattainable as he had been a few days ago, and the high bridge of his nose and fine eyelashes reflected in his face.

The lingering tiredness on his body, Chen Jiaojiao put down the pen and lay on the table to look at it for a while.

My father would sometimes go to the queen mother's place at noon, and every then she would be kicked out by the queen mother to play, because the queen mother would have to be the father alone.

Her eyes froze at the thought of them.

The person in front of him took away everything from them, her.

She slowly pulled off the hairpin on her head, this hairpin was not her grandmother's, it was specially made for her by her father.

It was a small sharp knife, which was used for her self-defense, and she took it back from Chen Zhen.

Now she was glad she hadn't toyed with this in front of him, he certainly wouldn't have thought of it.

She pulled out the silver sleeve from the hairpin, leaked a long, sharp knife, and slowly approached him.

Chen Jiaojiao's hands were shaking, not scared, but a strange emotion, which made it difficult for her to move every inch.

The knife was pointed at his neck, and a single stroke was a revenge. Even if he has to die, there are six younger brothers, the blood of his father.

She tried to convince herself, but her trembling hands withdrew little by little.

Her wrist was held violently, and the cold to her bones made her almost unable to hold the hairpin.

The room was so warm, but his hands were not half warm.

"Wrong."

Qi Yan opened his eyes, propped his head to look at her, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were dyed with coldness, and he suddenly smiled.

Chen Jiaojiao's tears fell down in big drops, and he still held his wrist and moved forward despite the struggle.

"It's here, Jiaojiao remembers."

Qi Yan took her hand and stabbed her neck. The knife didn't sink into three points, and the blood gushed out in an instant, dripping on the hands of the two of them, and falling down at the intersection

Chen Jiaojiao was dragged and lay on the table, staring at his expressionless face with wide eyes in disbelief.

The dark eyes were silent, as if it was not hurt by himself.

"Your Majesty!"

Her tears fell with his blood, staining the paper on the table.

"You let go of me!"

She withdrew her hand and wanted to take it back, but Qi Yan stabbed deep and didn't move.

The two were at a stalemate, and Chen Jiaojiao didn't dare to struggle for fear of hurting him.

There was blood between his fingers, his blood.

She didn't feel the pleasure of slashing the enemy, she was full of fear, "Your Majesty ........"

"If I go any further, I will definitely die, Jiaojiao's strength can do it, come by yourself."

Qi Yan let go of his hand, didn't even look at her, and let his life be in her thoughts.

His confinement was lifted, Chen Jiaojiao withdrew the knife, and fell on the table with trembling hands.

Qi Yan laughed again, shaking his head as if mocking her for wasting such a good opportunity.

Looking at her eyes but tired to death, Chen Jiaojiao couldn't understand and didn't want to understand, so she quickly took out her handkerchief to cover his injuries.

The two were close again, and she deliberately avoided his eyes. Holding it down his hand, he muttered in a whisper like a crying complaint, "Sick." ”

Qi Yan smiled, sighed again, wiped the blood from her fingers on her lips, and her delicate face bloomed.

She has never been a gentle and childish look, her temperament is even more charming with that little red lining, and her demonic eyes are crying red like a captured little fox.

Chen Jiaojiao subconsciously pursed her lower lip, the bloody breath swayed in her mouth, she frowned and ignored him.

Qi Yan intensified his painting on her face with the blood on the table, his fingertips were cold, rubbing against his face, Chen Jiaojiao shrank back, and was wrapped around his waist and pulled closer to his arms.

Sitting on his lap, Chen Jiaojiao hammered his shoulder angrily, but still covered the handkerchief in his hand.

She didn't remember who he was now, and he didn't care.

Wicked raised eyebrows, pressed his fingertips to the tails of her eyes, sketched a long line, and drew a few kitten mustaches on her face.

The bloody breath was mixed with the different aromas on the two of them, and there was a hint of choking in the strangeness.

He laughed all the time, Chen Jiaojiao really didn't know what was funny, he could still laugh when he hurt himself, and secretly scolded him in his heart for being a madman.

The wound didn't seem to be bleeding anymore, She carefully removed the handkerchief, and after making sure she spoke, "Your Majesty will call someone to come in and treat the wound." ”

Qi Yan didn't stop his irregular hand, and slowly withdrew it after the blood stains on the tip of her nose.

Satisfied, he pinched her face and looked closer, his eyes sank along the sunset outside the window, and he reached out to push her down, "Get out." ”

He withdrew quickly, Chen Jiaojiao could see the process of his smile disappearing, and the person in front of the table returned to his cold appearance.

She said yes, turned and ran out.

Lifting the hem of her skirt and running in the snow, the cold made her sober for a moment.

But she didn't regret that she didn't do it at all, and this guilt made her cry constantly.

She is a cowardly and selfish coward, I'm sorry for my father and queen mother, and everyone.

Running back to the room, she fell to her knees at once, leaned on the side of the bed, covered her heart, and cried bitterly.

After crying tired, she climbed onto the stiff and cold bed, curled up in the quilt and prayed countless times that she would not open her eyes the next day, and take her away, it was too difficult.