Chi Xinian understands that for Yu Yan Chujing, killing Xiaoqin directly is the easiest and most convenient way to deal with it.

In this way, there is no need to worry about revealing your stuffing in the future, and you don't have to spend energy to mobilize manpower to cover for those who have taken refuge in the palace and plan for their future livelihoods.

But in the end, he chose trouble.

Chi Xinian looked at the cold-faced emperor's gaze in front of him, and couldn't help but change a little.

Perhaps, she shouldn't look at this person with a stereotype, maybe there is still a bit of kindness in the hearts of the ruthless people at the center of the power struggle.

There is this goodness, and some calculations are not completely cold and ruthless...

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not a knife-mouthed tofu-hearted person." Yan Chujing was uncomfortable by Chi Xinian's changing gaze, and as soon as his long eyelashes were tightened, he said coldly, "I just responded to your request."

"If you didn't want her to live, I wouldn't care about the life and death of a slave."

"Really?" Chi Xinian bent his eyes and smiled, "Maybe Your Majesty doesn't know that he is actually a kind-hearted person." ”

For her request?

Chi Xinian shook her head and smiled in her heart, what she liked most about the emperor was her ability to lead troops to fight, and her unique status in the hearts of the soldiers.

As for the rest? She's still self-aware.

A thousand charming beauties can't let him be shaken, how could he go to great lengths to save a slave because of her simple words?

After all, he still has a little goodness in his heart that he doesn't know, right?

Chi Xinian decided that Yan Chujing had good intentions, but Yan Chujing didn't want to admit it, so he simply threw the silk handkerchief back to her and silently ate the barbecue.

She didn't believe it, and he didn't bother to explain.

The two fell into a speechlessness, and the atmosphere cooled down for a while.

At first, accompanied by delicious food, Chi Xinian was able to do not care about this stiff atmosphere. But after a few skewers of meat, the spiciness stirred up in the stomach.

It's so spicy...

She was used to eating light tastes, and she couldn't accompany Yan Chujing to enjoy these delicacies covered with chili noodles, so she could only hold her cheeks idly and set her eyes on the person beside her.

Yan Chujing's appearance is too good, with snowy skin and black hair, black eyebrows, and long eyelashes like crow's feathers falling with his eyes, leaving a faint shadow in the eye sockets. The lines of the phoenix eyes bring up a touch of upward arc, leaving a little ostentatious beauty at the end of the eyes.

On weekdays, the pale pink lips are ten times more bright red than before because of the pepper staining, like a blooming rose, delicate and dripping.

But between the opening and closing of the lip flap, the soft lip line outlines a little gentleness in this brightness, adding a little softness and softness to this arrogant person.

Tsk, it's so pretty...

If it weren't for the situation, she even wanted to reach out and gently wipe the little chili powder from the corner of his mouth with her fingertips.

It's a pity that his identity as the emperor is there, no matter how casual she gets along in private, she can't touch Yuyan at will, and move her hands and feet...

"Your Majesty likes spicy food so much, let's try the antique soup of pure red soup next time, right?" Chi Xinian's heart was itching, so he used a conversation to divert his attention, "When I went to Xizhou to quell the rebellion, I heard the soldiers in the southwest who were in charge of the siege say that the people in the southwest don't bother to mix antique soup with white soup.

"The red spicy oil mixed with the delicious bone broth is their favorite.

"Look at you, you probably like that soup base too. Let's take advantage of the fact that the weather is still not hot and find a chance to try? ”