Wushuang listened, smiled without saying a word, picked up the teapot again, filled her teacup, and handed it over.

Kugi took the teacup and thought to himself:

No wonder he has to drink a pot of Hui Ming Chunjue every time he goes down, it turns out that there is a mother's taste in this tea.

However, he cooked the tea that his mother taught him to cook today, and he still seems to be thinking about his mother.

"Senior Brother Wushuang, have you heard about His Royal Highness the Prince's illness?" said Jiu Mu cautiously, as if he was afraid of touching the trivial relationship between him and his father.

After all, Prince Dongyang is his biological father, even if he is not corrected, he is also a relative who is related by blood, and he should know about his father's illness.

After hearing this, Wushuang lowered his eyebrows and pinched the teacup in his hand, and his eyes flashed: "When?"

Kuki: "Just these days. ”

Wushuang hesitated for a moment, his eyes were full of grievances and worries, but soon, his face was full of wind and sunshine, but it was a little more unpredictable and deep, as if the calm sea was covered with layers of restless waves, as if when the wind blew, it could set off a bigger wind and waves.

Today's peerless senior brother is the same as the peerless senior brother of the past, but it is different.

In short, this feeling is inexplicable and inexplicable.

"I see. After a while, Wushuang replied lightly, then lifted the teapot again, poured it into his arms, and said:

"Come, let's keep drinking. ”

Jiumu looked puzzled, this prince is sick, he still has the heart to continue drinking tea, is it possible that he is still angry with His Royal Highness the Prince, in the past, he thought that His Royal Highness the Prince was ruthless to his mother, but after the incident at the Yunshou Temple, it was obvious to everyone that the Prince of Dongyang was affectionate to his mother.

After thinking about it, Jiumu asked a little anxiously, "Isn't Senior Brother Wushuang going to visit?"

"What if you go?" said that Jiu Mu was taken over by Wushuang before he finished speaking.

"As the prince of the East Palace, there is no shortage of people around him who care, am I going to ask for my own boring? Isn't the shame he suffered in the Yunshou Temple enough?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiumu was speechless.

Yes, what can I do if I go, but I was used by the crown princess to make a big fuss and ask for hardship.

Seeing that Wushuang finally recovered his mood, but was told that the prince was sick, and became depressed again, Jiumu couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

Suddenly thought of the purse hidden in his sleeve, this thing that has been sent out for most of the day, it is better to take it out to make fun of Senior Brother Wushuang and relieve the gloomy atmosphere at the moment.

After thinking about it, he took out the purse from his sleeve and said, "I have a thing, made by myself, if Senior Brother Wushuang doesn't dislike it, I'll give it to you." ”

"What is this?" Wushuang looked at the crumpled mass in her hand, unaware of it.

Jiumu was asked a trace of embarrassment, just now, it was still a purse, but at this moment, it was even unrecognizable to people who couldn't even recognize the whole picture, this-

Jiumu smiled, "I know that it doesn't match Senior Brother Wushuang, but I embroidered it with a needle and a thread." ”

Wushuang put down the teacup in his hand, took the purse, and asked, "Is it that I am not worthy of it, or is it not worthy of me?"

Jiumu was asked a little strangely, and replied with a smile: "Of course it's not worthy of you." “

The words fell, and he didn't forget to pat a few words of sycophancy: "Senior Brother Wushuang is such a perfect person, how can he be worthy of an object." ”

Wushuang was blown by her like this, and immediately turned his anger into joy.

I saw him unfold the purse flatly, looked at it fixedly, looked a little surprised, and asked:

"Are you embroidering a cannonball?" or a hammer?"

Jiumu Yunxiang was stunned for a moment: "Senior Brother Wushuang has bad eyes? Of course this is bamboo." “

"Oh-" Wushuang frowned, laughing and crying, and added:

"Xiao Jiu's production must be a high-quality product. “

No matter how stupid people are, they can hear that Wushuang is a naked satire of his own poor craftsmanship.

Jiumu snatched the purse from Wushuang's hands: "Senior Brother Wushuang is so disgusted, it's better to throw it away." After speaking, he was about to throw it away, but Wushuang took it in time, and said:

"Don't throw it away, it's rare that you can embroider something, so I'll help you collect it as a souvenir." “

Jiumu saw that he was very willing to receive it, and he was very relieved to give it.

It's just that this purse was given to Senior Brother Wushuang, what should I do with the purse that I promised to give to Yuanxing?

I can't even embroider a bamboo with my own hands, I'm afraid I'm going to lose my words to Yuanxing.

Thinking about it, Kugi let out a long sigh.

"Why is Xiao Jiu suddenly so preoccupied?" Wushuang asked strangely when he saw her suddenly sigh.

Jiumu paused, afraid that mentioning the brother Yuanxing in front of Wushuang would make Wushuang embarrassed or disgusted, so he said cautiously,

"Senior Brother Wushuang, just because Xiao Jiu promised to embroider a purse for a friend as a birthday gift, but Xiao Jiu's hand is too stupid, and he embroiders a bamboo like this, I'm afraid that he will lose his trust. ”

After saying that, I was very disappointed again.

Wushuang was also very disappointed when he heard this, and he was deeply shocked, and said: "Dare to love Xiao Jiu, this is to give me something that can't be sent?"

"Heh-" Jiumu suddenly laughed so embarrassed, "Senior Brother Wushuang, it's not that I can't give it away, but my friend's identity is quite different, this-" Jiumu pointed to the purse, and continued:

It's not right-

"Is it appropriate to send him, but is it appropriate to send me?"

"I'm not here to amuse you. ”

Wushuang's heart was cold, and he asked again, "Who is this sacred friend of yours to bother you so much?"

"A person of great status. ”

Wushuang was stunned, and when she saw that her eyes were evasive and unwilling to say anything, she didn't ask any more.

"Since Xiao Jiu can't embroider any patterns, he will embroider empty. ”

"Senior Brother Wushuang, what do you mean?"

I saw Wushuang wave his big hand, cast an immortal spell to wipe the bamboo pattern on the purse, and said:

"Both for the best friends, should be treated with sincerity, there is no, there is no yes, do your best, is the best gift. With that, he handed over the purse again.

Jiu Mu took the purse and looked at it, but only the light blue leather bag remained, and the bamboos on it were gone.

"Senior Brother Wushuang is saying, this is not, there is-"

Musou nodded.

Jiumu suddenly fell, that's right, sincerity is spirituality, how can he not reach this realm.

However, the realm of "making something out of nothing" is too high, and I am afraid that the IQ of Yuanxing will not be able to understand it, if you don't make something to fool him, I am afraid that you will not be able to pass the test.

"Although Senior Brother Wushuang's realm is high, it's just that this is too simple?" Jiu Mu was a little skeptical.

Wushuang smiled and said:

"I have a charm here, a peace charm given by the fifth senior brother before leaving, if your friend does not dislike it, put it in this purse and give it to him. ”