Genius Alchemist

"Yes."

Duke Liu saw that Nangong emperor was in a bad mood. He estimated that Nangong emperor thought of the sad past after seeing Nangong Yin. He handed the lighted lantern to Nangong emperor, who took it and walked forward.

It's very cold in winter. At night, the draught makes people's bones cold.

It was late at night, and everyone else had gone to bed except the bodyguard who kept the light.

There was silence, and the emperor of Nangong walked alone in the yard.

Stepping on the thick soft snow, they made a slight sound and left footprints.

Walking, Nangong emperor went to the garden.

There is a large area of red plum planted in the garden. At a glance, it is a piece of red, which is a bit amazing in the snow.

Hongmei was ordered by Nangong Yin. Before Nangong emperor, he also gave people a large area of Hongmei, just like Nangong Yin, for the same person.

Murongyun used to like red plum best. He built about ten miles of red plum for her.

She still remembers Murong Yun talking to him proudly: "what do you mean planting a large area of red plum for me? It's red in the snow. It's so beautiful! And it's also for you. Don't you like my red plum tea best?"

The red plum tea brewed by Murong Yun is sweet and astringent. When you taste it for the first time, it will be bitter, but soon, you will feel a sweet spread in your mouth.

Nangong emperor liked red plum tea very much, and Murong Yun often made it for him.

He remembered that Murong Yun said that the red plum for making red plum tea is also very particular. It needs to be late at night or red plum covered with dew in the early morning. That's the best drink.

Murong Yun once said that he would make tea for him all his life, but he finally broke his tongue.

The memory of Nangong emperor and Murong Yun kept pouring out of his mind. It was almost pulled into another world. It was a strange voice that pulled him back to reality.

As soon as his eyes coagulated, he looked at the sound place. There was a figure there. Maybe it was dim and intoxicating at night. The faint figure was integrated with someone in his mind.

"Yun Niang?!"

Two words, almost jumping out of the chest, with a vibrato.

The figure seemed frightened and ran away quickly.

Nangong emperor almost did not hesitate to catch up. The person in front ran very fast, but no matter how fast, it was just a woman. How could he run faster than a man? He was caught up by him soon.

He grabbed her hand, as if he was afraid that she would run away again: "Yun Niang!"

The man's body trembled. She turned around and showed a plain face, which had no resemblance to the man in her memory.

Nangong emperor's blood was frozen. He remembered this man.

She is the cook of the hidden palace. It seems that her surname is Yun.

"I have seen the emperor."

Murong Yun saluted and said hello. She was glad that it was night. The night was so dark that the Nangong emperor couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.

She couldn't sleep, so she came to the back garden. She also wanted to pick some plum blossoms and make plum blossom tea for Nangong Yin.

But who knew it would be such a coincidence to meet Nangong emperor.

"What are you doing here late at night?"

Nangong emperor loosened Murong Yun and his head hurt faintly. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He was so impolite in front of the same woman on the same day.

Obviously, this woman has nothing in common with his yun'er, but why can he always see the shadow of yun'er in her?

"I couldn't sleep at night, so I wanted to pick some plum blossoms and go back to make tea. I didn't expect to meet the emperor. I hope the emperor will forgive me."

"Do you know plum blossom tea?"

The emperor of Nangong suddenly looked at Murong Yun and looked deeply.

Murong Yun's heart jumped. She knew she had said something wrong, but she was not afraid. She was just a plum blossom tea, and could not make Nangong emperor recognize her as Murong Yun.

Her voice and appearance are very different from those in the past. She can hardly remember her former appearance, and the Nangong emperor is even more unlikely to know.

"Making tea with plum blossoms is a method known to the people. In the past, slaves and maidservants were poor and could not afford tea, so they would make tea with plum blossoms."

Murong Yun answered so well that Nangong emperor couldn't find a flaw.

"Well..."

Nangong emperor's ending was very long, like a sigh. I don't know what he thought. He smiled, more like self mockery. Maybe he was mocking his just gaffe.

Nangong emperor felt that he was really strange today. Maybe he was too tired these days.

"Since you can make plum blossom tea, make me a cup."

"This......" Murong Yun didn't expect Nangong emperor to make such a request.

"Why, don't you want to?"

"No." she is only a cook now. As the emperor of a country, he has spoken. Can she not?

Murong Yun just wants to stay in the house and spend more time with Nangong Yin. She doesn't want to cause trouble. Therefore, as long as she can bear it, she will continue to bear it.

"It may take some time to make plum blossom tea. The emperor might as well go back first. I'll send it to you later."

"Yes."

Nangong emperor answered, but did not continue to embarrass Murong Yun.

He could see that Murong Yun seemed to hate him.

Although Nangong Emperor himself did not understand that he had never met Murong Yun, where did her disgust come from. But looking at Murong Yun's anger, Nangong emperor felt very happy.

He hasn't had such bad taste for a long time.

……

Seeing that emperor Murong hadn't come back for a long time, Duke Liu paced back and forth in a hurry and looked out from time to time.

Where can the emperor go this big night? I knew he had to follow him just now. If the Nangong emperor had something good or bad, they couldn't afford it.

Liu Gongzheng wanted people to go out to find Nangong emperor, so he saw Nangong emperor coming in this way.

He was overjoyed and hurried to meet him: "emperor, you are back. You can make the servant worry."

Grandpa Liu has been following Nangong emperor for many years. At a glance, he seems to be a little different. He is obviously much happier than when he went out before. Even his pace has become a lot lighter.

"It seems that the emperor met something happy when he went out?"

"Eye poison."

Nangong emperor smiled: "it's not a happy event. If someone comes to deliver tea later, let someone come in directly."

Seeing the Nangong emperor enter the room, Grandpa Liu was confused. It's all ordered. Who else will bring tea?

When he saw Murong Yun, Grandpa Liu understood everything.

At dinner, Nangong emperor showed a different mood towards the woman

I was in such a bad mood just now. When I went out, it became completely different. It seems that it is also the woman's credit.

Now, it's late at night, and I've made a special trip to bring tea.

"Madam, please come in."

Duke Liu said politely. Murong Yun entered the emperor's eyes, and his blessing is still ahead.

Murong Yun didn't say anything. She strode in. She just wanted to send the tea and leave quickly.

"Your Majesty."

She went in and saw the Nangong emperor sitting at the table, bent over and said.

The Nangong emperor motioned her to put the tea on the table.

Murong Yun approached with his head down. After putting it down, he wanted to leave: "the tea has been delivered, and the slave maid left first."

"Don't worry, stay and talk to me."

The emperor of Nangong waved his sleeves lightly, finished leisurely, picked up his tea cup and took a sip.

The taste disappointed him.

It's very different from what yun'er did.

However, it is as like as two peas, two men, how can they expect the things they make to be exactly the same.

"Your Majesty, I'm a vulgar man. I really don't deserve to chat with the emperor."

Murong Yun had been scolding her for a long time. Did the Nangong emperor have a problem with her?

The tea has been delivered. What else does he want?

Murong Yun had already reflected on herself. She thought that the food she cooked at night was too similar to the food she had cooked for Nangong emperor before, which attracted the attention of Nangong emperor.

Therefore, she deliberately moved her hands and feet in the plum blossom tea to ensure that the Nangong emperor could not taste anything similar.

She thought that this would reduce the attention of the Nangong emperor and let him go, but who knows, the Nangong emperor asked him to stay and talk to him.

What can I say?

She was afraid of talking. She couldn't help her temper and punched her.

"I say you can, unless you don't want to." Nangong emperor looked at her.

Murong Yun thought, you're right, I just don't want to, so can you let me go?

But she thought so, but she couldn't say so. She hung her eyes and showed submissiveness: "slaves don't dare."

"Then sit down."

Murong Yun had no choice but to sit down.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"The emperor is the son of heaven. The majesty of the son of heaven is infinite. As a woman without much foresight, I am naturally afraid."

"That's not true."

I knew what she said was not true, but Nangong Emperor didn't care.

"Can you grind ink?"

Why wouldn't she?

At that time, Nangong emperor often read memorials late into the night. She accompanied him and helped him study ink.

"I don't know."

"Really not?" emperor Nangong asked carelessly.

Murong Yun nodded, and the color of impatience flashed in his drooping eyes.

"No, it doesn't matter. Come here and I'll teach you."

Nangong emperor was shocked when he finished. He didn't expect that he would say such words, but he had already said it, so it was difficult to take it back.

Murong Yun was eager for him to take back this sentence. Who would like him to teach him to study ink: "slaves don't dare."

"Come as soon as you come. I don't want to say the same thing a second time."

Murong Yun had to go to the table and received Nangong Yin's eyes. She picked up the grinding strip and gently polished it on Yantai.

Nangong emperor deliberately wanted to test whether she was true or false. People who can polish ink, even if they pretend, can see the clue.

He saw at a glance that Murong Yun deliberately pretended not to sharpen ink. Although she was randomly sharpening ink, she used to force with her wrist.

It shows that she can not only grind ink, but also master ink grinding. She should have polished ink many times before.

"Do you know what is the crime of bullying the king?" the emperor of Nangong narrowed his eyes, looked at her insincere action, put her right hand on the table and tapped it regularly.

Murong Yun has been with Nangong emperor for so many years. After listening to him, he knows that he must have seen that he pretended deliberately, but Murong Yun still looks innocent: "I don't understand what the emperor means."

"If you can grind ink, you can do it well. If you really can't, I'll teach you myself?"

Murong Yun wanted to be angry with Nangong emperor on purpose. Unexpectedly, he was angry with Nangong emperor.

Murong Yun choked so hard that he couldn't speak. He rubbed the ink vigorously like a vent.

Nangong emperor glanced at her rude movements and said nothing. When the ink came out, he took out his brush, stained it with ink and began to draw.

Murong Yun didn't care what he drew. She didn't bother to look at him, but as the people in the painting became more and more flexible, it was difficult for her not to pay attention.

The person painted by Emperor Nangong... It was her.

No, I'm ready to say that she was still princess Yun.

Murong Yun's heart could not help palpitating. Does this mean that he was still thinking about himself?

Does it mean that he still has her in his heart?

As soon as the idea came out, Murong Yun spit on himself in his heart.

Murong Yun, what are you thinking? Can't you forget what emperor Nangong did before? If it weren't for him, how could you end up like this? You can't accompany your own son. You've been hiding in disguise for more than ten years. If you want to see your own son, you have to change your face and stay with him as a stranger. You can't recognize each other all the time.

"Do you know who the person in the picture is?"

Murong Yun is fighting between heaven and man. Naturally, he doesn't answer. Nangong Emperor didn't expect her to answer. He said to himself, "the people in the painting are the love of my life."

Nangong Emperor didn't know what was wrong with him. He would confide in front of a strange woman.

"She has left me for more than ten years. Over the past ten years, I miss her all the time. Many times, I feel that she is still by my side. It seems that he has never left, but every time I wake up, I only have a long lonely night and a cold bed."

"I have already forgiven her. I have kept her life for more than ten years. She should know my mind. As long as she is a little soft with me, we can still change back to the way we used to be. I love her, but she wants to leave me. After all, her heart is not in me."

No matter how hard he asks, it's useless. If he doesn't love, he doesn't love. He forced her to stay with him for more than ten years, but the result was nothing.

"There are three thousand beauties in the imperial palace. Although slaves and maidservants don't understand it, they also know that the emperor has had many children over the years. As for the women in the painting, it's already a thing of the past."

Murong Yun couldn't help but speak. His voice took some resentment and uncontrollable anger.

Now make such a deep love look, to whom?

Wouldn't he find it very funny himself?

Murong Yun looked at it and felt funny for him.

What is the love of his life? For him, she is just one of the many women in his harem. If it's gone, it's gone, and there's nothing to care about.

In the years when she was trapped in the cold palace, he spoiled many concubines and gave birth to many children. In these years, he gave birth to many princes and princesses.

She couldn't see what he missed.

Murong Yun thinks it's funny that kings of a country talk about love. She is no longer the girl who was not familiar with the world. She will no longer be foolish enough to believe that the king of a country will love a woman alone.

She believed in him that way, which led to the end that she was neither human nor ghost, and she didn't dare to recognize her own son in front of her eyes.

The appearance of Nangong emperor now, in her opinion, is really artificial and ridiculous.