Is it really my hand?

Zhao Surui clenched his fists in disbelief and released them, and looked at his legs, his arms, and his ......

It's all your own!

What is heavenly ecstasy! That's it!

If it was in the past, Zhao Surui would have been so happy that he jumped up and shouted a few more times, "I am indeed the Son of Heaven!"

But after being abandoned by Shen San for too long, he couldn't believe that such a good thing came so suddenly.

Raising his head and looking warily to the left and right, he whispered, "I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"Your Majesty is right, you are dreaming."

As soon as he heard Shen Sanrui's slightly cold voice coming from behind him, Zhao Surui hurriedly turned around.

Then he hurried back several steps, and almost fell unsteadily to the ground.

"Shen Sanru! Why are you like this?"

Shen Shiqing had a slight smile on her face.

She wore a pink-blue cardigan jacket and an apricot yellow horse-faced skirt underneath.

It seems normal.

If she's not doing a handstand.

Yes, at this time, Shen Shiqing was facing down, and the whole person was standing upright on the ground talking to Zhao Surui.

Zhao Surui froze and sneered:

"Shen Sanfu, are you pretending to be a ghost again?"

Shen Shiqing's tone was gentle:

"Your Majesty, if I didn't do that, most of you wouldn't believe that this was a dream, you see that the hem and corners of my skirt are all neat."

Zhao Surui rolled his eyes:

"Okay, okay, I know, I'm dreaming."

After speaking, he looked at it for a moment and frowned again:

"Shen Sanzhu, why are you still standing upside down?"

I saw Shen Shiqing's body fluttering slowly, she touched the surroundings with her hand, and said with a smile:

"Your Majesty, since you're dreaming, you're naturally going to do something you can't usually do, I've long wanted to know what it's like to look at people upside down, it's very interesting, Your Majesty, do you want to try it."

Zhao Surui looked at Shen Shiqing with wide eyes, and suddenly smiled:

"Okay, I'll try too."

After that, he had to put his hands on the ground and turn himself upside down.

"Your Majesty, don't be so troublesome, you just need to think that the above is the earth and the bottom is the sky, and you can do a handstand like me."

If this was a dream, it was really a bit absurd, he actually dreamed that Shen Sanyu was teaching him the truth with his head down!?

But even in a dream, Zhao Surui didn't want to lose to Shen Sanrui, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Suddenly dizzy, he opened his eyes and found that Shen Sanzhu in front of him was "positive".

Looking at the glowing "ground" under his feet, he suddenly realized that he had really turned upside down!

Interesting!

He looked at Shen Sanqu, who was facing him, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Although she has been a woman for a few months, she still doesn't understand the dress of a woman, but Shen Sanzhu's body is obviously not a married woman's outfit.

His gaze swept over the broken hair on Shen San's sideburns, and Zhao Surui frowned again.

It's not so much the wrong dress as the wrong age.

Why does Shen Sanru look so small? As if he was only fourteen or fifteen years old?

"Shen Sanfu? Why are you still making yourself smaller?"

Shen Shiqing was trying to make herself lie flat in the air, and when she heard Zhao Surui say this, she closed her eyes and smiled:

"Your Majesty, you might as well see if you have become smaller too."

"How is this ......" Zhao Surui looked at his hand again, and found that his hand did not have the calluses that had grown from years of riding and shooting, but a wound appeared, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Shen Shiqing successfully floated in mid-air, and her tone of voice was still unhurried: "In the spring of the seventeenth year of Mingkang, when my father gave me that white jade hairpin, I was dressed like this."

Zhao Surui gently retracted his fingers and clenched his palm

A wound of the heart.

In the spring of the seventeenth year of Ming Kang, on the day his imperial brother gave him the medal, he was accidentally broken by the bowstring.

It turned out to be that day.

It turned out to be that day.

"Your Majesty, your "gentleman is not a weapon", my "lady is good", our appearance at this time is probably the way they first met us."

With his eyes closed and pillow in the air, Shen Shiqing looked pleasant:

"I didn't hear Your Majesty's verbosity today, I thought Your Majesty was in the public court and went to bed early, but I didn't expect that it was the previous heart sound that became the dream of today."

Zhao Surui was looking at Shen Sanru in front of him.

Fourteen or fifteen-year-old Shen Shiqing is not in shape, she is immature, she is white, and she is not like she was a little sad when she was young...... Seeing the magnolia outlined with pink thread on her skirt, Zhao Surui felt that this skirt was quite flattering to her.

The initial surprise and fright were gone, and Zhao Surui remembered what was going on - he still had to settle accounts with Shen Sanrui.

"Shen Sanzhu, that Zhuo Shengquan was specially found by you, right?"

Shen Shiqing opened her eyes, she tried to beckon, a gust of wind blew, she sat on the wind, and looked at Zhao Surui.

"Your Majesty, Zhuo Shilang is a Shilang of the Criminal Department, and he also has a share of the trial book of the Three Divisions......

"Shen Sanzhu, you don't have to shirk with me, those three people will be tried today, Shi Wence doesn't need to say it, you have to use "Shen Shiqing" to make Shi Wence your pawn for revising the law, Du Feiqin is the same as Zhuang Changxin, you are a pragmatic and young man in the court, you also have the intention of wooing him, and the remaining Zhuo Shengquan, you just want to use his filth to disgust me."

Shen Shiqing glanced at Zhao Surui, lowered her eyes again, and a wooden case suddenly appeared in front of her, with some stones, a mortar, and a small hammer on it.

Knocking the ginger stone into small pieces, she said:

"Zhuo Shilang has been on a steady journey for several years, and His Majesty's support is indispensable, I thought that his Majesty's blue eyes must have something outstanding in his talents, but I didn't expect that in His Majesty's mouth, his character would be so unbearable."

Zhao Surui took two steps forward, even if it was in a dream, he would cut this yin and yang weird Shen Sanru with a thousand knives!

Shen Shiqing just looked at him:

"Your Majesty, you were really handsome when you were young."

Zhao Surui: "......"

What did he just want to do?

"Shen, Shen Sanrui!"

At this time, Shen Shiqing had already lowered his eyes and put the broken gravel into the mortar, and began to grind it, but he responded to him in his mouth:

"What did Your Majesty call me?"

Zhao Surui wanted to ask why Shen Sanru praised his appearance for no reason.

But when such words come out, isn't he showing weakness? It's just a compliment, who is rare!

Hum!

The yellow stone gradually turned into powder.

As soon as Shen Shiqing flipped her hand, a bowl of water-like things appeared in her hand, she slowly poured it into the mortar, poured a little, and grinded it down.

Zhao Surui was attracted by the movement of her hand, and couldn't help but look at it:

"Shen Sanfu, why did you still make this pigment?"

"Itchy hands, since everything is going well in a dream, naturally you have to do something you want to do, Your Majesty, you don't want to do it, or what you want?"

Zhao Surui watched the yellow powder gradually turn into yellow mud, and was a little curious:

"What is this?"

"Orpiment, it is said that the color of the murals in Dunhuang in the Five Dynasties was very bright, and there was a color of orpiment, I have always wanted to try it myself, but I have never been able to get it."

Seeing that the paste in the mortar became delicate enough, Shen Shiqing took out another bowl of water and poured it into the mortar.

"Orpiment? Is this thing precious?"

Zhao Surui, who looked like a teenager, put his hands behind his back and looked at the mortar, looking focused.

Shen Shiqing raised his eyes slightly to look at him, and then looked at the mortar again.

"It's really expensive, but I wasn't allowed to do it before, because this orpiment will produce poisonous gas when heated

When the poison gas is condensed, it is arsenic."

Zhao Surui: "......"

He couldn't help but look up at the girl in front of him:

"Shen Sanfu, get gunpowder, arsenic, and those ciphertexts, you can do a lot of things."

"I'm bored for a long time, so I have to find some amusement for myself." Shen Shiqing replied casually, her tone was gentle, not like she was doing something that could refine arsenic, but more like embroidering flowers by the bed and enjoying the shade under the tree.

Zhao Surui almost had the illusion that arsenic was not a harmful thing, he was making a fuss.

Ahh

Following the example of Shen Sanzhu, he also sat down out of thin air, and he crossed his legs and looked at the woman who was grinding paint round and round:

"Shen Sanzhu, you really don't have any time to spare."

"Your Majesty, if you can't find anything to do in such a dream world that allows people to do whatever they want, this person can only be said to be bored for the rest of his life."

"Scolding me again, right?" Zhao Surui sneered.

"Shen Sanfu, what I want to do today is to scold you!"

The woman's hand holding the pottery pestle stopped, and she raised her head to look at Zhao Surui, who had the appearance of fifteen years old.

"Your Majesty, although this dream can make people do whatever they want, it really can't make me not talk back, you might as well find something to do that can calm people's hearts, so as to save your body from being angry."

Zhao Surui: "......"

I don't know if it's an illusion, Shen Sanqu, who has returned to the woman's body, is more mean than before.

The dignified Emperor Zhaode, wise and unparalleled, and his martial arts skills have never considered that the reason why Shen Shiqing was tolerant of him was because he was a woman at that time.

Although they are in a dream now, the two of them face each other as they are, and Shen Shiqing has less tolerance at this level.

Changing the posture of leaning on his side, Zhao Surui watched Shen Sanyu conjure up a big water urn again, and his heart was also a little eager to try.

"Something comes out."

He thought silently in his heart, and in mid-air, something appeared out of thin air.

Shen Shiqing happened to sweep the afterglow of her eyes and couldn't help but turn her head to look at it.

One, oily and tender elbows.

Zhao Surui glared at her: "Look at what! I'm just going to take an elbow and try it out!"

Shen Shiqing smiled: "Your Majesty, please."

Zhao Surui wanted to conjure a long whip or a sword to show his might.

The next moment, another elbow appeared in front of him.

The last one is sauced.

This one should be rock candy grill, red and cute.

Zhao Surui: "......"

"Ahem, I played a trick." Zhao Surui took a deep breath, he was a dignified Emperor Zhaode! It's not a problem to get a full map of the territory of the Dayong Dynasty!

The third elbow.

The fourth elbow.

Fifth elbow.

Finally, there was a bunch of elbows floating in the air, steamed, fried, boiled and roasted, pink and fragrant.

Shen Shiqing swiped her fingers, and the wooden case she used to make the paint slowly floated to the other side.

"Your Majesty."

Looking at Zhao Surui, who was sulking in a pile of elbows, Shen Shiqing felt that he should also comfort him.

"Your Majesty, it's not easy for you to live in prison these days."

Zhao Surui: "......"

"I didn't want to eat so many elbows!!! With this sentence in anger, he woke up suddenly.