Chapter 25 Yichun Elegant Collection The First Clues 2

Chu Shou frowned, and was confused by the inexplicable hostility after being encrypted by the crowd.

Song Yanqing raised his hand and picked up a small plate of peach-shaped delicate snacks on the table to Chu Shou's eyes. Chu Shou turned his face angrily and ignored it.

Seeing that it was useless to coax food, he gently put down the white porcelain plate, leaned on the table, leaned his head and sighed, tied his hair down on his neck and shoulders, and looked at the anger with his back to him, compromising: "Your Majesty has long thought that at least he must recover the lost territory on the northern border. You must give him a reason to send troops."

After hearing this, Chu Shou was a little surprised. Since his ancestors were born, the emperor and the empress dowager were in power. The Yuranians in the Three Kingdoms were still pacified. The lives of the people had just been on the right track. His Majesty actually wanted to go out to the northern border again...

Besides, the one who pushed the emperor to fall from the building was a woman. Such hasty closing the case is called the real murderer at large?

She turned around, bit her lip secretly, and asked in confusion: "It was not him who pushed His Majesty downstairs. You should know that it was not stable for many years, so she was in a hurry to go to war again. You... I don't believe you don't understand these."

The current situation and the country's internal affairs have not been handled clearly. Once a war begins, it will affect the whole body. At that time, internal and external troubles will be a disaster for the whole world. You cannot fight or fight.

After hearing this, Song Yanqing raised his lips and smiled, and then looked closer. His eyes couldn't see his mood. He only looked at the person in front of him and said, "It's just mutual benefit. I guarantee them, and they can also give me what I want. Besides, being a minister, naturally, you have to follow His Majesty with the leader."

Chu Shouxin sank and said with cold eyes: "I thought you had just touched some of the interests of the powerful. Now it seems that the infamy of the Censorate is not a white man."

Song Yanqing turned around and stood up, with his back facing Chu Shou with his hands in his back, gently rubbing the green leaves displayed beside him with his right hand, as if he was suppressing something, and said in a deep voice: "Now? The Censorate has only been established for two or three years. Everyone says that the Censorate is comparable to the Dali Temple of the Ministry of Justice..."

He said, chuckling and continued, "You have also seen that the Ministry of Justice sent a mere minor official to ask for people, and the Censorate has to give it to people obediently. What I want... is more than that?"

Chu Shou looked at his back and felt a little unfamiliar for the first time, but she knew him too well and knew his past, and even became unconfident when speaking: "If you want to follow His Majesty's leader, you can... you can ignore the world regardless of right or wrong?"

After listening, Song Yan lowered his head and asked, "The world is the people? Put it on me? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

His tone was helpless and lonely.

"Don't you know who ruined my whole family? Well, young master of the witch clan?"

He said, turning around, his eyes turning red, "If you don't say anything, I won't say anything, do you think this matter can be over?"

Chu Shou knew what he said in his heart. She knew this since he was entrusted to her Azu by the 48th floor Pavilion Master Mu. During the two or three years they lived in Hanyuan together, both of them had a tacit understanding and did not mention it. She was escaping, escaping some facts, and some real things that happened were unsatisfied.

Chu Shou's hand was sinking on his body, holding the hem of the skirt tightly, avoiding Song Yanqing's unspeakable gaze, his lips trembled, and he asked blankly: "So... it was Zhao Qinghuai you arranged, not a fake assassination?"

Song Yanqing had not been able to answer and continued:

"I was asked to come to my house for nothing. I said that the Heavenly Official is alive, and the body cannot bear the grace of the heavenly realm. So I want to show the Heavenly Official to the Heavenly Official to take the lives of my brothers... It's ridiculous. The Heavenly Queen of the Witch Clan, Concubine Mingqi, is a glory higher than the sky. In order to extend her life, she imprisoned my brother, digging my bones and killing my parents. My mother told me to hide it when she died. When we were worried and scared, who would take care of me? Is Mingqi's Your Majesty? I'm afraid that Your Majesty will only worry that his beauty will die and die eighteen."

"Heaven? Hey? What a heavenly official, that is, the heavenly official, who wants the heavenly officials to extend their lives as medicine for the blood and blood to extend their lives... He is so famous, Princess? Don't you really think it's ridiculous?"

Chu Shou pursed his lips and knocked his fingers on his palm. How could she not know what he said... Her mother died in the eighteenth day of life. After she came to Kyoto, she often went to the palace and couldn't help but be intimate with the concubine in the harem. She had seen the concubine with her own eyes so much that she could not get out of bed, and she was as haggard as she was, and her essence and blood were lost.

After leaving the palace that time, she found out that her Azu brought her a box of records of her ancestors to urge her to learn to pack her. After reading it for three days and three nights, even the old general praised her hard work.

The book says: "All heavenly officials are handsome, like the water and moon Guanyin, transcend the world, but they are weak and cannot coagulate blood. Using the blood in the heart of the heavenly officials as a guide can prolong the life of the heavenly women..."

There is another part of the book, which is the self-report of the ancestors, and it has been damaged so hard that it is difficult to see clearly: "... However, the strange power and gods are declining, and they have a special curse to capture future generations..."

Later, she met Song Yanqing in Hanyuan. Azu said that this was the Tianguan mentioned in the book. She observed him in comparison with the book for a long time. He was not angry and just stood there quietly. Although he was a little down and fragile, he simply looked good.

She picks herbs every day to make pills, and goes up the mountain to find medicinal materials every day. The master said that wood blood exhaustion can be used as coagulation medicinal materials, but it is hard to find.

She was often worried that if he hit him, and if those who wanted his life succeeded and saved him, she could only watch him die, so she made plans early, first to avoid risks, then mass-produce blood coagulation pills, and finally... she would definitely protect him well, because she felt that this was the closest time she had to God.

Out of inexplicable awe and the guilt of always feeling that she was the initiator and her aunt who was the insult to the unjust things she did, Chu Shou let her think about it so well and very good to him, and his mood surged halfway through the mountain, following the wind, and then lingered back to the entire Han Garden.

Her feelings for him were so complicated that she couldn't even explain it herself. But whenever she thought about it seriously, she understood her missing father a little more.

Who can't love the Heavenly Official? I'm afraid that even the vicious ancestor can't do it.

The thoughts that were floating away were interrupted by Song Yanqing, and Chu Shou continued to bite the bullet and listen to the fact that she had escaped for a long time:

"I didn't believe it at first, but later I lived in Youbei for a few years. I didn't expect that the curse of the celestial girl not living for eighteen was real. I didn't expect that my whole family would die and she was still alive... She killed my whole family, isn't it too much for me to have her life?"

Chu Shou's ears didn't know what was wrong, so he raised his eyes and looked at Song Yanqing's mouth opening and closing, and the words were transmitted to his mind - "Go to live?"

She stood up, still holding her robe tightly in her hand, and asked in disbelief: "You said that my life in Hanyuan is a matter of mercy?"

Song Yanqing's eyes were blushing, but he was jokingly provoked, with a bright sneer, and asked seriously: "Otherwise? I went to Youbei to survive... It's not that you can order accompaniment on a whim, nor that you are hiding away from the heat and enjoying life. Haven't you had enough of the two years of false feelings?"

A burst of tinnitus, my ears are really broken...

Chu Shou felt a little anxious, raised his hand and patted his ears with his palm. It hurt a little, and tears couldn't stop spinning in his eyes, and his vision became blurred.

She didn't like to cry. Once she was born, she was slapped by her midwife and cried. Once she was in Hanyuan, she quietly said that she woke up after she recovered from the illness. There was no trace of Song Yanqing in the entire Hanyuan. Later, she accidentally broke a white porcelain medicine bottle and cried like crazy, from day to night, from the sun to the moon set. Another time, just now, alas, damn, my eyes were not covered...

Chu Shou stood there a little at a loss, lowered his head in disappointment, and held the corner of his clothes tightly. She was afraid that he would see the tears he rolled down, afraid that he would see his sad and desperate expression, and that he could not stand beside him even though he knew that this world was sorry for him, but he still couldn't stand beside him, afraid that he would blame him wrongly, and treated her love as cheap sympathy and pity, because she remembered that he had said that he hated the most.

She really couldn't stay anymore, so she let go of her hand holding her robe, wiped away her tears neatly, nodded, and was a little shaking. She didn't leave a word, and didn't know what to leave, so she turned around and left.

Song Yanqing stared at Chu Shou disappearing from sight, just like last night she inserted an arrow into the man's chest and fell down and disappeared in front of him. He sat in the ring chair behind him like weightlessness, and was stunned for a while.

He raised his right hand and touched it to the place close to his heart. It seemed that he had returned to that rainy night. The sound of rain came from his ears, and his temples began to jump up again. This time his heart no longer felt cramped. Logically speaking, he should have fainted.

He hammered his fists at the place close to his heart, suppressing his complex and surging emotions. He held his hands tightly on the armrest and held until the veins bloomed.

Her eyes were depressed and frustrated, as if she was fragile when she first met her. She was holding a thick ancient book in her arms, and she was facing each other, muttering a sentence, looking up at him...

"Why are you?" Shen Yike walked from behind, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand, gently put it on the desk, and said, "According to the princess's temperament, what should be investigated will be investigated."

Song Yanqing lowered his eyes in a loss, and a shadow brushed under his eyelashes, and said in a tone that seemed to be saying: "No, it's all over..."

After saying that, he raised his hand to bring the medicine on the table, but was blocked by Shen Yike. He frowned and said worriedly: "Why don't you drink it? You have already received the Yichunju visiting post and you will see you in the evening."

Song Yanqing shook her head, laughed, and said in a deep voice: "It's just a bowl, and there's the antidote she gave."

The bowl was in Cangjia City that day, because he learned that the witch clan envoy was coming to welcome the heavenly officials in person.

Because of frequent tinnitus, frequent headaches, and frequent heart sperm, he relied on this medicine to relieve it, using poison to fight the poison, and when he got up, he had nothing to do.

The morning when Chu Shou came, he drank three bowls in one breath before it came to fruition. He almost rolled his eyes and fell over. He slept all day and night, but it was not a good night.

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Chu Shou felt like he was walking corpse and came out of the Censorate's office with a heavy gate, numb.

Over the years, he has viewed himself like this, and the days when they lived together in Hanyuan, she seems to be more willing to believe that he has changed...

Chu Shou, who felt that his body and mind were seriously hit, fell down there after a while when he got to the carriage.

After sitting for a while, the three of them, led by Su Teying, came back with big bags.

A Shui bought a lot of medicinal herbs according to the prescription. She vowed to take care of the lady's health. The previous serious illness really scared her.

Su Tiying and Sanqian went to the rouge shop, jewelry shop and tailoring shop for a walk. They bought a lot of things according to the ideas and plans agreed in the morning to prepare for tonight's Yichun Juya Gathering. They also bought a bunch of them.

Su Tiying held a string of candied haws in one hand and bowed back to the carriage, but saw that Chu Shou had been waiting inside, and her face was not very good. Her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Song Yanqing had rejected it...

She was busy putting down the things she bought and approached and asked, "Where is the post? Have you invited him? Have you succeeded? Why are you so upset?"

Chu Shou waved his hand, took out the overly exquisite prayer post from his arms, put it in Su Teying's arms, lowered his eyes, shook his head and said, "There is something more terrifying than not handing out a post. Do you want to listen..."

Su Tiying frowned, sighed in her heart, and then asked weakly: "Can you listen?"

Chu Shou sat up straight, and a sense of anger surged into his heart again. He thought carefully about every word that Song Yanqing said that touched her heart, and hated herself for not opening her mouth to refute her, and was stunned and motionless.

With the qi and blood surging, she wanted to go back and argue with him carefully. What he said was clearly some fallacies, but she had nowhere to argue.

Now that he wanted to refute his exquisite sentences, he took shape in his mind, Chu Shou felt sorry for his failure and sighed in his heart: Why did the unpromising guy suddenly lose his mouth just now?

So, she spoke with all her feelings and said to the three of them.

The carriage was bumpy all the way, but the four people in the carriage didn't notice it at all. They all listened with relish, sighed, sometimes patted their thighs, sometimes patted Chu Shou's shoulders, sometimes smashed his fists on the side walls and cushions on the carriage. They were filled with righteous indignation and were filled with joy.

"Hmph! We missed him all the time. How could we say that we missed us like this? How could we be false?" A Shui frowned and spoke angrily.

Sanqian followed and said in a rough voice: "It was the patriarch who secretly saved him. Why did this man turn against him?"

Su Tiying echoed indignation: "That's it!"

She is more supportive than the supporting actor, but then she thought about it, based on her experience, if all this is not a dream, but a book, then the love-hate entanglement between the male and female protagonists, as well as the heart-wrenching love, are mostly composed of countless misunderstandings, either the female protagonist has no mouth or the male protagonist has no mouth, or the supporting role is mute, or the secret that cannot be told cannot be told.

There is probably only one possibility in this situation, which is - "In my experience, does he have any hidden secrets, or does not want you to participate in any dangerous things?"

After hearing this, A Shui and Sanqian were half-believing and half-doubted, Su Tiying said again: "According to some details about him you have said before, if it weren't for your own love mind, then he would still have feelings for your designation... And he didn't even carry you to the palace yesterday. Now it's abnormal, I'm afraid the probability of him deliberately making ruthless words is quite high."

"Think about it, there have been so many things recently, so it's not peaceful. He designated that he was afraid of involving you in anything. Generally, the plots in novels are like this..." After that, Su Tiying smiled proudly.

Chu Shou was stunned when he heard this, then thought about it carefully, frowned, and said softly: "What you said... makes sense..."

I don't allow my male and female protagonists to have misunderstandings hehe

(End of this chapter)
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