Confused country poison concubine

Chapter 815 Cherry milk cake (2)
Such a careful person as Shuangbai, she immediately understood who she was paying homage to.

He watched her eyes turn cold, raised his foot and mercilessly kicked Luoxue to extinguish the flames: "Are you paying homage to your clansman who died in vain, or the sinner you never forget in your heart? Is the person who read it your sister?"

He didn't have any liking for that stupid beast Kuimuye, and it was thanks to him that His Royal Highness suffered such a great crime.

Although Kuimuye's method of death was already very cruel in the eyes of ordinary people, he still died on the battlefield. Compared with the means of the Crane Supervisor or the Rites Supervisor, it was too light.

Seeing the flame go out, Jiuzan froze at first, but then smiled slowly: "Jiuzan is not as great as her sister, Jiuzan has a small heart, and she can only pretend to be close to her, regardless of whether Brother Akui is a sinner or not. , who is thinking in my heart, he is just a man I liked, he is dead, I burn a handful of paper money, just to fulfill my wish, that's all."

Shuangbai was stunned, he saw that there was no sarcasm or sadness in the shallow smile on the corner of her lips, but she looked heartless.Simple as the light of the summer morning in Miaojiang.

It seems that since this girl became a hostage, she has never laughed like this again?

Jiuzan ignored his stunned expression, the smile was short-lived, and then returned to his usual appearance, only asked in a low voice: "Uncle, can I pick some flowers from here, we have a custom to bring back a flower after sacrifice Put it in a bottle."

Shuangbai looked at her like that, a complex look flashed in his wonderful eyes, no matter what kind of sinner that person is, since he has already obeyed the law, death is nothing, just pay tribute to him, just because he is an old friend...

I don't know which string in his heart was touched by Jiuzan's words, his eyes softened, and he said lightly: "Pick it off, the wintersweet here is naturally raised, no one has ever planted it, and I heard from the palace maid back then that it was planted to pay tribute to the deceased. of."

Jiuzan was taken aback when he heard the words: "Are you paying tribute to the deceased?"

Shuangbai nodded lightly: "Well, in the early years, I heard from the old man in the palace that the oldest plum tree was hundreds of years old. It was said that it belonged to an old friend of Queen Yuanchen, and the wintersweet branches that were randomly planted on the ground did not have any plum trees. It was taken care of by people, and somehow it grew up by itself, and the branches spread straight over the palace wall of Mingguang Palace. Back then, Emperor Zhenwu didn't like wintersweet, so he repeatedly cut off the branches and leaves that passed the wall, but it lived well. I don't know when, there has been a nickname of Simei."

"Simei? Lovesickness is endless, and Yin and Yang look at each other?" Jiuzan looked at the incomparably yellow and beautiful plum blossoms covered with branches, and was a little dazed.

Shuangbai narrowed his eyes: "You flying squirrel also knows how to chew words?"

"Do you really think this girl is an illiterate idiot?" Jiuzan rolled her eyes at Shuangbai subconsciously, but then suddenly remembered something, lowered her head again, and said in a low voice: "Sorry, I didn't mean to offend. "

Shuangbai just saw her suddenly showing the bright and jumping look when he saw her for the first time. His round eyes were shining brightly. Complicated, said lightly: "In front of me, you don't need to be like this."

Jiuzan was taken aback, and looked at Shuangbai.

Shuangbai didn't know why he felt pity all of a sudden, and...

He kept his composure, and just coughed lightly: "You are not a lady, nor have you received an orthodox Han upbringing, so it's fine to pretend to be courteous and courteous to people who have never seen you before. But it doesn’t have to be weird for anyone who has seen you before.”

But he also understood that her humility was because she was in a difficult situation and had to learn it.

Survival is the best teacher.

When Jiuzan heard the words, she slightly pulled the corner of her lower lip, and said casually: "Yes."

After that, she ignored him, picked a branch of 'Simei', and turned to leave without saying hello.

Looking at her back, Shuangbai shook his head and said to himself, the flying squirrel spirit is still so rude.

However, for some reason, seeing her appearance made him feel much more pleasing to the eye.

Shuangbai turned around and picked a bunch of wintersweet as well, carefully selected some good-looking ones with many flower heads, and then turned back to the hall.

No, he just entered the door with Lamei in his hands, and saw a cross-sword woman dressed as a first-rank guard not far away, watching him quietly.

"Ning Dong?" Shuang Bai subconsciously said softly, looking at the woman's delicate and steady face.

Only then did he remember that she had suspended her position as the Supervisor of Rituals at this moment, and she was going to come in at this time to report on her duties to Master Xunqiu, but presumably she was blocked by the crane guards he had ordered.

Seeing him coming in, Ning Dong nodded towards him, didn't say much, turned around and left in silence.

Shuangbai looked at her tall and straight back, and sighed secretly, I don't know what offense he committed today, anyone who saw him would give him face.

"What time is it?" Qiu Yebai opened her eyes in a daze, thinking that this sleep was her best sleep.

It's just that my mouth is a little dry. The downside of burning the ground dragon too vigorously is that I put a water basin in the room, and my lips and skin are still prone to dryness.

She got up subconsciously, squinted her sleepy eyes, and went to get the water from the small platform next to her.

But there was already a hand that was thoughtfully passed over for her.

Qiu Yebai took it, took two sips, a fresh and astringent tea fragrance spread in his mouth, and the sweet tea moistened his throat, chest and stomach.

She gulped it down with satisfaction.

"Good tea, the second water of Longshan Que Tong, astringent but not bitter, refreshing and stomach-warming with fragrance!"

"He's a smart guy." The man's cold laughter sounded out.

Qiu Yebai stretched her waist, pulled off the clothes that had slipped off her snowy shoulders, looked at the person in front of her, and smiled proudly: "Could it be that the reputation of Fourth Young Master Ye of Cangjian Pavilion is fake? Is it?"

She can go to the moon for nine days, or fall into the field to plant rice seedlings. Elegant taste and vulgarity fly together. Her family's old fairy raised her according to such standards back then.

"Yeah." Bai Lichu smiled, casually brushing back her long hair that fell in front of her, and looked at her intently with only a pair of beautiful dark eyes.

"It's already three quarters in the afternoon, what do you want to use?"

Three quarters in the afternoon?

Caishikou beheading time?

Qiu Yebai was stunned: "Is it so late?"

She slept until noon?

"It's okay, you've only slept for three whole days." Bailichu leaned on the soft pillow beside the bed with a half-smile, and took a cup of light sips.

Qiu Yebai was taken aback for a moment, and slightly opened her bright eyes: "Three days?"

She rubbed her eyebrows: "So long?"

"En." Baili Chu stretched out his hand to hold her, let her sit down, and then said to the window: "Prepare hot water."

(End of this chapter)