Chapter 60: Bowl

Chapter 56
He glanced at me coldly, turned around and turned some mechanism, and then a secret tunnel slowly opened, and Qiao Yu was hidden in the secret tunnel that could only accommodate one person.
Yan Li threw Qiao Yu into bed-it was really used to throw, and my heart trembled when I heard him say: "Do you think you are playing hide-and-seek? Just hide it in a box like that and you will find it as soon as you search."
Khan, I haven't played hide-and-seek seriously, I don't know...
I stared at Yan Li's mask, looking awkwardly. "Hey, why are you making such a ghost?"
Although I don't wait to see him very much, his original appearance is indeed good, and the face right now makes me look uncomfortable.
While checking Qiao Yu's wound, he said back to me: "I don't want to tell you."
I am sad and angry: "..." (The protagonist asks a question, you don't answer with this attitude!)
"Then Qiao Yu's injury, are you okay?" I asked again.
"Won't die." He said, "Not now, it's hard to say later."
It was also at that time that I knew that Qiao Yu had concealed from me not only that he had a demon father, but also that he had hidden poison in his body.
Yan Li’s attitude towards Qiao Yu’s love to death made me very hot, but then I finally found out that he is really cold-hearted, he doesn’t say many things, doesn’t mean he doesn’t care, he does I won’t say it specifically. He looked cold to strangers and people he didn't like. He was like this to me at the beginning, but finally he was burned into the desert by my passionate fire...
Qiao Yu and I have been hiding in his residence during that time. He pretended to be a judge of the Taiyuan Hospital. He would go to see the emperor every now and then and bring me the latest news. I asked him a few times about his purpose of coming here, but he was silent, according to my own speculation-it might be related to Tao Qing. If Tao Qing instructed him to come, then what is Tao Qing's purpose?
He can also bring me some news from outside the palace, including the movements of Liu Che and the master. The princes couldn’t sit still anymore, and they emerged one after another. They were all knocked out one by one by the queen’s party. Liu Che stayed still, but his network had already trapped the opponent to death without knowing it—his strategy was to boil in warm water. The frog, kills the enemy without moving.
So one day at dinner, I couldn't help but have a showdown with him. "You are Tao Qing's undercover agent."
He was silent.
I continued to talk to myself. "Speaking of narcissism, I would think that Tao Qing asked you to come here to help me."
He sneered and remained silent.
"But I think..." I picked out the green peppers in the bowl one by one. "Is Tao Qing an emotional person, who is he betting on in this game?"
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and all rivers, lakes and seas are connected. And officialdom politics is the most upstream. Once the upstream changes, the downstream will change their routes. Whoever is in power will have different policy directions. Tao Qing thinks that there may be many differences between the angles of the problem and mine, but in principle it is always the same. of.
Yan Li raised his eyelids faintly, swept them across my face, and said coldly, "Less being smart."
It's a dead duck...
If you don't say it, don't say it, I know it anyway, hum! I raised my chin proudly.
Qiao Yu survived seven days with difficulty, but the emperor did not. On the same day, the emperor died, the sky finally changed, and the emperor began its rainy season.
On that day, Yan Li left the palace with a disguise and went straight to the Sixth Prince's Palace.
At this time, even if there are forces that have lurked for a long time like Liu Che, they can't sit still, including the king and queen, who will usher in the final battle.
The master was very busy, Liu Che was very busy, and one other person was also very busy. He was clearly in the imperial capital and did not come to see me.
The ruling and the opposition are all plain, but soon they will be stained red with blood.
Outside the window is continuous rain, rain at night, slightly cool.
I stood outside the master’s study for a long time, and when I saw him burying my head in the file, my brows were furrowed, sometimes staring in thought, sometimes struggling to write, but I didn't even notice my existence.
The king and queen sent people to look for me overtly and secretly, as if I were her only opponent in this war. I really don’t know how her mind grew. The emperor is dead, and the only person with the power to influence the status of the prince can no longer speak. Why is she afraid of me?
Shaking my head, I looked up at the dark clouded sky, held ginseng tea and went to see Liu Che. There was a faint blue shadow under the boy's eyes. When he saw me, he swept away his tired look, showing an attached expression, and called me "Sister", my heart softened.
I sat face to face with him, and he happily drank ginseng tea and talked to me. Said that his mother Li Qing told him, the past about my parents, only from him can I hear the truest side. It is for this reason that I have to talk to him for a while every night.
The mother is very arrogant, easy to hunt and conquer, has the impulse and instinct to conquer everything, and rarely sees a daughter. She rode the fastest horse, drank the strongest wine, pointed her long whip to the north, vowing to conquer eight hundred miles of rivers and mountains...
A person like her might meet a man who is stronger than her, and then greet each other and travel the world, but when he was young, he met my father. A young musician with blind eyes, with the most tranquil expression, played music that touched the soul.
"My mother said, her brother is the gentlest person in the world. I can't see the flowers blooming, but I can hear the sorrows of the flowers, blind in both eyes, but with clear eyes. Many times, people will forget that he is A blind person, because there has never been a blind person who can live as comfortable and happy as him."
From Liu Che's description, I seem to see the smile on my father's lips. Such tranquility may be exactly what my mother really needs.
"Does he love my mother?" I asked him, "Isn't he succumbing to my mother's power?"
"If he is such a person, he probably won't get the sincerity of the empress." Liu Che took a sip of tea, lowered his eyelids, and recalled in the candlelight, "Back then, Your Majesty concealed his true identity and approached him. A noble and proud woman, being careful for him, how can this heart be indifferent. Although he can't see her majesty's unparalleled appearance, he can feel her warm and enthusiastic feelings, and the most noble heart in the world. Don’t love..."
I lowered my head and unconsciously picked up the mat-my father and mother back then were fascinating, but I can only miss it in others' mouths.
How many generations have been able to cultivate a lifetime of kinship, but unexpectedly it will end like this. If it hadn’t happened back then, now we have a family of three, a kind father and a strict mother...
Xu Che saw that I was distraught, so he changed the topic again, and recalled the past of the Imperial College with me, but I sighed that I had almost forgotten, and only perfunctorily agreed.
He talked about the talisman paper crane I folded, and flicked his words-it's hard for him to remember so clearly.
He said: "You scolded me and counseled me."
I sweated a bit and said, "Is there? I don't remember..."
His eyes darkened, and he said, "Of course you don't remember..."
There are so many people who have been beaten and scolded by me, no one can remember...
"You also said that if someone dares to bully me, I will endure it now, and I will kill them bit by bit in the future!"
I wiped my forehead again, thinking, how could I be so cruel back then, I was really untamed. It turned out to be a wild white-eyed wolf, but now I am a house elf...
Ache shook my hand, "It is because of your words that I decided to work hard to grow myself. Those who have bullied me and my concubine, I will not let them go!" When he said this, his His eyes were firm and fierce, not at all like an eighteen-year-old.
In fact, eighteen years old is not a child, but because he is younger than me, I always treat him as a child. In my memory, he is still a taciturn, a little shy, handsome boy.
He looked at me expectantly and asked me: "Sister, will you stay with me?"
I was taken aback, and said: "Look, it depends..."
The master should still continue to be his official, otherwise it would be a waste of talent. If the master stays, I should stay too. Tang San was already relaxed from Tang Sect, and Qiao Yu also made up his mind to follow me, so counting, I should still stay in the imperial capital.
Ache's eyes darkened again, and he shook my hand tightly, and said, "Can't you stay?"
I hurriedly said: "Stay stay!" Then I touched his head and said, "You should rest early, the dark circles are coming out."
He nodded usefully, and actually took me to the bed and said, "You stay."
I was taken aback, and said, "I didn't mean that by staying."
He showed an injured expression again, I was too easy to feel soft, especially he was still my brother... I had to stay with him.
He hugged my waist, his face leaned against my neck, his breath was on his chest, "Sister, can you sing?"
I said awkwardly: "If the ghosts cry and wolf howls are counted..."
"Sing it to me."
"I think you will have nightmares..."
"Hehe... Sing it, the mother concubine can sing it."
So I cleared my throat, and just sang a few words, he froze a little, and said, "Forget it..."
I angrily pinched his arm. "You humiliated me on purpose!"
He buried his face and smirked, I could feel the vibration of his chest, and said helplessly: "Okay, go to sleep, it's almost bright, don't be like a child."
He nodded, probably because he was really tired, and soon fell asleep.
I thought to myself, he is only eighteen years old, the pressure is too great, the burden is too heavy.
Li Qing passed away the year before, maybe he is looking for the feeling of a mother in me. I feel distressed when I think of this. I've never felt maternal love, I don't know what it feels like, but if you get it and lose it, it must be more tormenting.
There was a low thunder sound from outside the window, rolling in, rolling away, the sound of rain rang all night, in the incense bed, I had a night of dreams about my mother.