Seeing him like this, Sima Hualing frowned puzzledly: "You, aren't you afraid?" ”

Cui Shen sat up slowly.

He leaned on the bed with one hand and looked out the window.

The afterglow of the setting sun was like a golden ocean, and a first quarter moon loomed in the clouds, and as the light of the setting sun gradually dimmed, it gradually brightened, like the smiling eyes of a girl.

He regretted a little: "The bright moon tonight is not perfect. ”

Sima Hualing bit her lip: "Xiao Jungong's army is coming to the city, you are going to be finished-"

"Shh

Cui Shen stretched out his index finger and gently pressed it against Sima Hualing's lips.

He smiled: "You see, the moon outside the window is not full, but it is still beautiful. There is no wind or rain tonight, and we are on the viewing platform again, and you said that those words just now are too bad for the scenery. You go and make a pot of tea, let's also be elegant and enjoy the moon. ”

Sima Hualing became more and more puzzled.

She was scared and curious about the young man in front of her, hesitated for a while, and finally obediently did what he said.

Cui Shen calmly got off the bamboo couch and cut his hair bun and white shirt in front of a bronze mirror.

When he walked outside, he saw that Sima Hualing had already set up a small red clay stove under the porch.

Although the girl has suffered a lot in the harem, she is a princess, and it is just a matter of making tea, and it is very difficult for her to make a fire.

She squatted on one knee by the small stove, holding a puff fan in one hand, trying to fan the little sparks in the charcoal fire more vigorously, but as she fanned the wind, the sparks with black charcoal powder rushed to her face, and instantly spread a layer of charcoal ash on her white and tender little face.

Cui Shen looked at her and laughed out loud as he watched.

Sima Hualing raised her head in shame: "It's the first time I've done this kind of thing, and there are some people who can't do it well, what's so ridiculous?" ”

After finishing the fight, I remembered that the person in front of me was Cui Shen-

Cui Shen, who killed her father, brother and imperial sister.

She hurriedly lowered her head and silently fanned the red clay stove.

Cui Shen smiled meaninglessly, then squatted beside her, took the charcoal in the stove and fanned the stove: "You are too hard, you have to fan it so gently to make the fire burn." ”

Sure enough, as he said, but in a moment, the fire was booming.

Sima Hualing let out a relaxed breath.

She looked at Cui Shen in surprise.

It seems that the noble son who is pampered and pampered seems to know a lot of things.

She didn't dare to look at it for a long time, slowly retracted her gaze, and continued to make her tea.

Cui Shen found a place to sit at random, as if he couldn't hear the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and only raised his head and quietly watched the first quarter moon.

I don't know how long it took, but the tea was ready.

Sima Hualing carefully poured the tea and brought the teacup to his hand: "Here." ”

Seeing Cui Shen take the tea, she poured one herself, and then sat down three feet away from Cui Shen with the tea.

She took a sip of tea soup, Xu was because Xiao Heng was about to come over, her fear of Cui Shen was reduced a lot, and she whispered: "Imperial sisters, they say that drinking tea is elegant, but I don't like tea, I like to drink all kinds of sweet syrup...... I'm in the harem, and it's rare to eat a piece of candy all year round, let alone sweet syrup. For me, tea is too bitter, no matter how elegant it is, it is not as good as a glass of sugar water. ”

Cui Shen stroked the blue and white patterns on the tea cup.

He whispered, "I don't like tea either." ”

He also loves to drink sugar water.

On lonely days, on days when no one prefers them, drink one cup of sugar water after another.

As if only in this way could his days be sweeter.

He suddenly put down the teacup and ordered with great interest: "You go to the kitchen and get two cups of sugar water." ”

Sima Hualing was stunned, and quickly responded happily, and rushed to the kitchen to get sugar water.

In the midst of her busy work, the army of the ironclad Sensen appeared under the Guancang platform.

Armed with torches, they surrounded the entire pavilion in an orderly manner.

Cui Shen picked up a gentle smile at the corner of his lips, raised his hand and played in the air, and then sighed as if he had nothing to do: "The light of the torch is too bright, and you can't see the moonlight......"

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Good night duck