Song Qinghui cried fast, and the good ones were fast.

The sweet soup of longan sake lees made her forget about the affairs of the Imperial City Division during the day.

She sat at the table and ate the soup fed by Ji Fangxue, and looked at him with a pair of apricot eyes as red as rabbits.

"Plough the snow."

"Huh?" Ji Fangxue scooped a spoonful of soup and shook it gently to cool.

"Why are you so nice to me?" Song Qinghui asked curiously, "Others say that you are a big devil." ”

The longan in the sweet soup is fresh, you can't buy it in Shangjing this season, and most of the dried longan is used when you eat it at home, Song Qinghui is not stupid, she can feel Ji Xuanxue's intentions.

When she first received the holy decree, she thought that Ji Fuxue was ugly, fierce, and vicious, and an old eunuch with a bad stomach.

But the truth is quite the opposite.

Everyone outside spoke ill of him, and even his father and mother told him to be careful, and his brother was a gelding dog and a thief. But after a few days, not only did Ji Fuxue not hurt her, but he bowed to her everywhere, and even when he was holding her, Song Qinghui noticed that his heart was beating extremely fast.

She was so good by Ji Fuxue, and she listened to others say that he was bad.

Song Qinghui was about to lose his ability to tell what kind of person Ji Chengxue was.

She stared intently at Ji Fuxue, and after the comfort and sweet soup just now, her eyes inadvertently became much bolder.

Ji Fuxue is good-looking, her eyes are like ink, the bridge of her nose is straight, and her complexion is fairer than ordinary people, which can be called dignified and beautiful. He is not as heroic as a normal man, but he also does not have the slightest femininity.

At first glance, it is only pleasing to the eye. If he doesn't take the initiative to state his identity, no one will associate eunuchs with him.

"Then Ah Yan thinks I'm the big devil?" Ji Fuxue was amused by her words.

The girl's face still had tears on her face, but her eyes were exceptionally clear and bright.

Song Qinghui pursed his lips, then shook his head, "You are very good to me." ”

No matter what others think, she feels that Ji Fuxue should not bear such an infamy.

"If someone else pours out their hearts and lungs to me, and I still have to say that he is a bad person, then am I not the biggest devil?"

Ji Turning Snow's fingertips trembled invisibly.

"It's just that I don't know why you're being so nice to me." Song Qinghui finished the last bite and said bluntly.

Ji Fanxue took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of her mouth for her, and replied lightly, "Ah Hui is afraid that he has forgotten the identity of Xue Fuxue." ”

"Ploughing Snow once entered the lowly class, and his body is crippled, so he is not worthy of Ah Hui. Ah Hui was the one who was supposed to be the queen, and it was the snow that blocked Ah Hui's path. I feel guilty, and I can only make up for it in ordinary things. ”

Song Qinghui suddenly thought that Ji Fengxue had said the same thing before.

Obviously, what he said was something that made him painful, but he still had to deal with Song Qinghui's willful inquiry. She realized that she was like a cruel executioner, cutting open the wounds he wanted to cover over and over again.

Does all the good in the world need to have a dirty reason?

"That'...... It's me who thinks too much. Song Qinghui felt the inferiority complex between Ji Fuxue's words, and immediately changed the topic, "Do you remember that Zheng Shuyi in the palace?" ”

"Yes." Ji Fuxue nodded.

"You know her ......"

Song Qinghui's eyes reflected Ji Fuxue's calm face.

"Ah Yan is saying that Zheng Shuyi died violently?" Ji Fanxue was the first to say what she was thinking, "The people from Dongchang are checking, and there will be news in the next few days." ”

Song Qinghui nodded, secretly relieved.

She always vaguely felt that there was something strange about this matter, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. Just now, the ghost envoy wanted to see Ji Fuxue's reaction, but the other party was very frank, which made her feel a little ashamed.

Fortunately, it should have nothing to do with seasonal snowfall.