After the maid finished serving tea and exited the inner hall, Emperor Dehui picked up the tea cup and blew it, and smiled at Luo Huaizhou: "This tea is good, taste it." ”

Luo Huaizhou looked at Emperor Dehui's smile, and was a little dazed for a while, he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had drunk tea and talked with the imperial brother face-to-face, the last time was probably when he interceded for Jiang Huailang, and that time was the only time that the imperial brother had a cold face towards himself.

I still remember when I was young, I often went to the imperial brother's dragon hall to look for him, and in my impression, the imperial brother always liked to sit alone in the hall to make tea, at that time his eyebrows and eyes were soft, only occasionally ethereal, as if he was recalling something.

Later, on one occasion, the imperial brother handed him the tea he had brewed with his own hands and let him taste it. At that time, I didn't know how to drink tea, and I couldn't taste good or bad at all, but I felt that the tea soup was bitter and astringent, and it was difficult to drink, so I took a sip and refused to drink it again.

The royal brother laughed when he saw it, and did not forget to boast: "This tea is cooked by me with the snow dew on the plum blossoms this morning. The tea I cooked with my own hands, others can't drink it if they want to, and you kid really don't have a good taste. ”

Within two years of that, he was canonized as a prince, and he left the palace to open a mansion, and he had his own mansion and new friends, and there were few such opportunities between their brothers to drink tea and chat together.

In later memories, every time he saw the imperial brother, he sat on that cold throne, surrounded either by a bunch of sycophantic courtiers or around a group of warblers and swallows. He always looks down at everything with a look of pity, his eyes are indifferent, his tone is cold, as if he is indifferent to everything, but there seems to be a kind of unknown loneliness, but it is difficult to find the temperature that belongs to him in him.

For so many years, he has never drunk the tea made by the imperial brother himself, nor has he had a long talk with him as before, and every time they meet, they always come and go.

Although he is indeed as neglectful as the world says, and puts the people in dire straits, he is extremely disappointed, but no matter what the world says, he is always his royal brother, and he can never forget his love and care for him.

In those years, the two brothers often sat side by side on the steps in front of the palace, looking up at the sky together, tasting snacks together, talking and laughing together.

Looking at the imperial brother in front of him, time seems to have returned to the past, they seem to be the same as they were back then, nothing has changed, but in the growth of the years, they have changed after all.

Thinking of this, Luo Huaizhou's heart swelled with a sourness, and this feeling gradually seeped into his internal organs, blurring his vision.

Luo Huaizhou immediately lowered his eyes to cover the sourness under his eyes, and after a moment's pause, he picked up the teacup and took a sip.

The tea is warm, but it has a crisp and bitter entrance, but after tasting it carefully, you will find that the taste is sweet and mellow, and the aftertaste is fragrant and long, which is in line with his mood at this time.

"It's good tea, indeed."

When Emperor Dehui heard Luo Huaizhou say this, the smile in the corner of his eyes deepened a little, and he couldn't help but laugh: "I still remember that in the past, you always thought that the tea I brewed was unpalatable, but today's tea is boiled in the same way as I did at the beginning, why aren't you bitter?" ”

"In the past, my brother didn't know how to taste tea, so he naturally couldn't tell the good from the bad, but now that I think about it, it's a little regrettable." Luo Huaizhou said and took another sip of tea, then put down the teacup, raised his eyes and smiled at Emperor Dehui, "My brother hasn't drunk the tea brewed by the imperial brother for many years, and I miss it very much." ”

Luo Huaizhou's words are cleverly said, quite a pun, although it is about tea, but in fact he is also telling Emperor Dehui that he misses the scene when the two brothers were together in the past.

When Emperor Dehui heard this, his eyes moved slightly, and he took a sip of the teacup to his lips, and a trace of imperceptible gloom crossed the bottom of his eyes, and then he sighed with a smile: "I haven't made tea for many years, and I'm afraid this craft is already rusty." ”

Just when Luo Huaizhou felt a little lost in his heart, he listened to his voice and chuckled: "But if you want to drink, I can practice this tea-making skill again, but when the time comes, you kid is not allowed to be bitter." ”

Luo Huaizhou's heart warmed, and he immediately said, "Brother try your best." ”

Looking at the two brothers who were talking happily, the queen mother felt very uncomfortable, these two sons are now more and more disobedient, and they are more and more out of their control, for a long time, I am afraid that they will no longer have their own queen mother in their eyes.

The more the Queen Mother thought about it, the more panicked she became, and she couldn't help frowning: "The emperor is blindly conniving at him, you see that he is like this now, he is becoming more and more disrespectful, is the emperor planning to spoil him?" ”

Hearing this, Emperor Dehui put down the teacup and raised his eyes to look at the Queen Mother, there was still a faint smile between his eyebrows, but his eyes gradually cooled.

"Huai Zhou has long passed the age of ignorance, and naturally he can distinguish priorities, he knows what he wants, and he also has his own choices and decisions." He paused, then glanced at Luo Huaizhou, who was silent, and said, "Besides, he must have suffered a lot after going through this incident, so why should the queen mother repeatedly speak out and be embarrassed?" ”

The Queen Mother naturally cared about Luo Huaizhou in her heart, and when she heard Emperor Dehui's later words, she also realized that her words were quite excited, but when she thought of Luo Huaizhou's previous attitude, she couldn't help but feel angry. For a moment, her brows furrowed and furrowed, but she didn't say anything more, just took another sip of teacup, as if trying to extinguish the anger hidden in her heart.

Emperor Dehui turned his head and knocked lightly on the table in front of Luo Huaizhou, glanced at him, and then said: "You, don't be willful in the future, you still have to bring those guards I gave you when you go out, they are good, at least they can protect you thoroughly, and you don't think they are annoying anymore." ”

Luo Huaizhou understood that Emperor Dehui was easing the atmosphere between him and the Queen Mother, but at this moment, his feelings for the Queen Mother were extremely complicated, with concern, apology, incomprehension, struggle, evasion, and even a little anger, but more disappointment. These emotions are like thousands of threads twisting him, making him not know how to choose, and he doesn't know what mood to use to face the Queen Mother.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard the Queen Mother suddenly sneer, and said sharply: "What's the use of bringing guards?" Are there still few guards in the imperial temple, and Zhou'er has also been taken captive? If someone has bad intentions from the beginning, then no matter how many guards they bring, they can't prevent it! ”

The corners of Emperor Dehui's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he slowly turned his head to look at the Queen Mother, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes: "What does the Queen Mother mean by this?" ”