I know I was wrong

It is not wise for Yan Shirong to ask Yi Cui to settle accounts. Now Yi Cui has become Xue Cuo's eyeliner and is deeply respected by the people in the house.

It is such a law of respect——

"Sister Yicui, the prince is greedy for cold and eats ice, please take care of him!"

"Sister Yicui, the prince doesn't wear a blouse to blow the wind, so please take care of him!"

"Sister Yicui, the prince wants to climb over the wall to get some air, so please take care of him!"

Yi Cui held her head high and held her chest high: "Let's go, we will report to the commander to go."

Yan Shirong: "...Don't introduce yourself!"

On a day in August, Yan Shirong wrapped her clothes so tightly that she didn't even allow her to touch her folding fan, and looked pitifully at the bowls of medicinal soup brought by the servants.

Two days ago, Xue Cuo invited three famous old doctors in Beijing to treat Yan Shirong. The three felt Yan Shirong's pulse and were amazed, but they couldn't explain why.Each expresses his or her own opinion, the three of them have three medicine lists, take them on time in the morning, afternoon and evening, and never miss a single meal.

Yan Shirong pushed the medicine bowl out: "These medicines are useless to me, it's not like you don't know."

Yicui's eyes became even redder, and she choked up and said, "They are all medicines for strengthening the foundation and strengthening the vitality. Even... it can also make you healthy, not to mention whether it is useful or not, how will you know if you don't try it?"

Yan Shirong was afraid that she would lift her skirt and run out to sue Xue Cuo, so she agreed to drink the medicine.

The soup was hot and bitter, smelling it from a distance made one feel sick, but seeing Yan Shirong let go and willing to drink it, the servants were always happy.Cheng Gui placed a table full of candied fruit, like a banquet full of Han people, and cast an earnest look at Yan Shirong: "Drink it quickly."

Yan Shirong was like a strong man breaking his wrist, and put forward many conditions: "The master will eat ice and snow cold yuanzi."

Cheng Gui: "...Success."

"I don't want to wear this coat anymore."

Yi Cui: "...Success."

"Grandpa is going out to get some air."

Sun Liu: "...Success."

Yan Shirong wrinkled his face and drank the medicine slowly.

But if Xue Cuo was there, it would be another scene.

There was a table separated by two people, black medicinal juice was contained in a blue and white glazed bowl, and lychee meat was piled up in a small blue and white jar.

As soon as he came, Yan Shirong didn't make any mistakes, took the medicine, Yan Shirong immediately took it, Xue Cuo glanced at it, he had to turn his back and swallow the medicine.

Yan Shirong was a very particular person, he didn't want Xue Cuo to see his "suffering face" when taking medicine, so he always turned his back to Xue Cuo when taking medicine.Chenggui clapped his hands and praised Xue Cuo with full respect: "You are here, our father's medicine tastes good too."

Yan Shirong kicked him: "Where to go." Which pot does not open and which pot to lift.

Cheng Gui didn't want to disturb the two of them, so he led the family to retreat.

Xue Cuo picked up a lychee and stuffed it into Yan Shirong's mouth.

This movement was a bit unfamiliar to him, Yan Shirong couldn't help but startled, and tilted his head back.This is not like eating candied fruit, but like taking poison.

Xue Cuo suddenly remembered that when he was sweeping Jianchun Street that day, Mei Ji sent grapes to Yan Shirong's mouth with this action, although he felt unhappy, it seemed like she was bitten by a small ant.

But soon, he thought, Yan Shirong was right in front of him, and in the future, he could only be fed by him.

Xue Cuo had a faint smile on his lips.

Yan Shirong snorted like a kitten.After he finished rinsing his mouth and swallowing his tea, Xue Cuo fed him two pieces of lychee meat, and he took away the candied fruit jar.

Yan Shirong glared at him dissatisfied.

Xue Cuo said: "If you get angry, you should not eat more."

There was still some bitterness in his mouth, Yan Shirong snorted, flicked his light red sleeves, and his buttocks were already off the stool: "Why do you care so much?"

Xue Cuo held the pot and asked him: "What about you? Would you like me to take care of you so leniently?"

willing.Yan Shirong thought.

But he didn't say anything, and pushed Xue Cuo far away, "Go to sleep. Not everyone can control you."

I just want to take care of you.Xue Cuo thought.

Later, no matter how busy he was every day, he always stayed in the prince's mansion for one or two hours.

Although the two houses are separated by a wall, the two sides have never had any serious exchanges over the years.Not for anything else, just saying that Yan Shirong was kidnapped by the owner of the next door to the Honglian Division because of prostitution, and the people in the house have no face to make friends with the next door.

From one moment to another, now Xue Cuo runs to the prince's mansion more diligently than his own home every day, and the two mansions are like a family.

Not to mention anything else, just saying that Master Sun and Wen Niang are exchanging cooking skills every day, it is almost becoming a good story.

Master Sun has no wife, and Wen Niang lost her husband. You were astonished after eating my Spring Breeze Crisp, and I was amazed when I tasted your Autumn Flower Cake.The sweet love between the two kitchens has directly determined that the food in the two houses will be improved, and the fat on the stomach will become more and more plump.

Seeing that the two prefectures are becoming more and more "precious", but only Xue Cuoqing has lost a lot.

Yan Shirong saw that he was so busy every day and ran around, he couldn't bear it, so he said: "You don't have to come after tomorrow."

Xue Cuo was holding the candied fruit and putting it in his mouth, when he heard that his subordinates moved, but did not speak.

Yan Shirong bit the candied fruit on his fingertips, rolled her tongue into her mouth, and said in a vague voice, "I will take care of myself."

Xue Cuo's fingertips felt numb, as if he knew Yan Shirong's intention.

That's right, Yan Shirong never asked about Xue Cuo's affairs in the court, but Yan Shirong knew about Xue Cuo's affairs in the court better than anyone else.

After being dazed for a long time, Xue Cuo said, "Actually, Wu Xiao and I..."

"Needless to say." Yan Shirong stretched out his hand to cover Xue Cuo's lips, half of his black hair slipped from his shoulders, and he said slowly but firmly, "I believe in you."

Xue Cuo's eyes twitched a few times, and he forcibly suppressed the feelings that were about to burst from his chest, and replied in a deep voice: "Okay."

Xue Cuo didn't come to the prince's mansion after that.

Yicui looked around a few times, but Chenggui said meaningfully: "The commander will not come these days."

Yi Cui was puzzled: "Why?"

Cheng Gui said: "Because everyone in the world thinks that our lord is the most precious younger brother of the Holy One—the people on Wu Xiao's side also think so."

Yi Cui still showed a puzzled look, but Cheng Gui sighed and didn't want to say any more.

Xue Cuo formed a party with Wu Xiao, and had a close relationship with Yan Shirong, what do other people think?

The letters of impeachment from the court hall floated into the Anmin Hall like snowflakes. When Yan Qing was calling Zhuo Lingshou for a talk, he received two more notebooks.

Not many things happened today, Yan Qing awarded Xue Cuo the Five Army Soldier Talisman in front of civil and military officials, and severely slapped many ministers of defense in the face.Many dense nets have been cast, and it remains to be seen when these nets will be collected.

It is the so-called knowing the fate of all people.

The person impeached on the paper was still the same, Yan Qing glanced roughly, could not help but sneer, and casually threw the paper on the case.

Seeing that he was not in the mood to talk, Zhuo Ling took the initiative to make a pot of tea with him and handed it over: "You shouldn't be so angry now."

Yan Qing took the teacup: "I'm not angry at all."

Zhuo Ling's eyes were like clear mirrors, shining directly into Yan Qing's heart, and she could only hear her asking word by word: "What are you afraid of?"

Yan Qing frowned slightly, he couldn't fool Zhuo Ling.

Zhuo Ling smiled slightly, and she said: "The first thing I did when I was in charge of Jian Guo was to preside over a palace test. I asked my father how to choose and how to treat them. My father didn't say anything else, just I wrote the word 'letter' in my hand. At that time, I didn't understand. I thought, people in high positions should be on guard day and night, and be careful all the time, how can they be trusted? But a long time later, until you sat in the position of father emperor , I realized that the king of a country, in addition to learning how to choose and employ people, also needs to trust people. Don’t doubt when you employ people, and don’t doubt people when you are suspicious. Otherwise, you may be very lonely and boring on this road.”

Yan Qing blew away the fragrance of tea and fell into deep thought.

Zhuo Ling said: "It's getting late, I should go back."

Yan Qing nodded, the glazed lamp reflected the soft light, Zhuo Ling looked back at him, and said, "If this matter can be settled peacefully, I will go to Nan'an Palace to stay for a while, regardless of the government, drinking and enjoying flowers every day. It’s a pleasure.”

"I promise you."

The Huairou General's Mansion in the middle of the capital was brightly lit at the moment, it was very late for Xue Cuo to collect the pictures of soldiers on the table, thinking that Yan Shirong should have taken the medicine by this time.

He knew in his heart that if he was not by his side, Yan Shirong would have evaded in every possible way just by smelling the smell of the medicine, and when he had nothing to do to hide, he would pick up a candied fruit and put it in his mouth, then closed his eyes and pinched his nose, He picked up the medicine bowl and poured it into his mouth with a gurgle.At this time, someone must bring two cups of fragrant tea to him, rinse his mouth with one cup, drink up the other cup, eat a few candied fruit, and the medicine will be considered exhausted.

If she still finds it bitter, she asks Wenniang to make some milk cakes, but after eating, she is full of milk, like a child who hasn't grown up.

He is already that big, and he still has the heart of a child when he drinks medicine.Just thinking about the little prince on the tip of his heart, the sharp edges and corners on Xue Cuo's face that danced off the candlelight seemed much softer.

It's just that he was wrong, the little prince is not cooperative today.

Chenggui said earnestly: "The medicine is going to be cold, drink it quickly, the good medicine is bitter, my lord."

Yi Cui persuaded her kindly: "Today's candied fruit is very delicious. Honey kumquat is yellow and white in color and has a sweet taste. Guaranteed to suppress the medicinal taste at all."

Yan Shirong turned his head away, but asked them seriously: "Do you really think this medicine can cure me?"

The two stopped talking.

Yan Shirong's poison was the only person in the world who could cure it. He had nursed him for so many years, but at a critical moment, the person disappeared, and his life and death were uncertain.

"Drinking the medicine is just for Xue Cuo to see, I want him to rest assured." Yan Shirong picked up the medicine bowl and poured the black juice into the flower soil, "Do you understand?"

This medicine is of no help to him.

Yi Cui was in tears, why didn't she know?

Yan Shirong stroked his chest, and said with force: "You all step back."

The two had no choice but to obey.

But when he was closing the door, he suddenly heard a muffled sound inside, Cheng Gui was so frightened that he hurriedly pushed the door open, and saw Yan Shirong lying on the ground, twitching all over his body, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Grandpa!!!"

There seemed to be something churning in Yan Shirong's chest, which was about to die for a long time.

The two of them were almost frightened, and hurriedly helped Yan Shirong up, but Yan Shirong held him back, with bloodstains on the corner of his mouth, but his tone was full of warning: "Don't tell Xue Cuo what happened today."

Before the two agreed, Yan Shirong said again: "Did you hear that?"

The two had no choice but to nod in unison.

Yan Shirong heaved a sigh of relief, pointed to her cheek and told Yi Cui, "Prepare me another can of rouge."

"……Yes."

Yi Cui walked two steps, couldn't bear it anymore, and came back again: "Master...do you really not want the commanding officer to know?"

Yan Shirong stared at the palm of his hand, the vertical line broke in the middle, the queen asked the master to calculate it for him early in the morning, but he couldn't remember exactly what he said, it would not be very good after all, the queen who has always been generous and kind Getting angry, he drove the master out of the palace.

Yan Shirong laughed at himself, clenched his fists again, "He doesn't need to know."

Xue Cuo is an eagle, with strong feathers around the sun and smoke from his claws. He should aim for a thousand miles, and he should not be bound by a dying person and a dying love.What Yan Shirong is asking for is not his lingering nostalgia, the pity of a mirage.

I wanted to get through this year, and let him know my thoughts when there is no problem, but I don't know where he can go this year.

That's it.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the happy water for the fat house and the thunder you cast (=￣ω￣=)

How can there be no ointment, who is suitable for tolerance.Sexy prince, online makeup.

The next book is going to be written about the current entertainment industry, called "Mutual Fans".

The anchor of the girl's heart, Gong X, the beauty's idol.

I am so happy to get the cover painted by Jiyou today!

It should open in November, those who are willing to wait can keep it first, I will go to write the outline!