The night was dark, and a cold rain came quietly. It was strung into curtains and woven into a rain curtain, hitting the eaves, gently and heavily, causing millions of water ripples.
Wang Sizhi stood under the eaves, holding the white cat in his arms, looking calmly into the distance. In the house, Guiliu taught the little girl how to read and read sentences, and said: "A gentleman's words have something to say, and his actions are permanent... He hides the weapon in his body and waits for the time to move. If there is a way in the world, he will see it, but if there is no way, he will hide it. ..."
The little girl suddenly pointed to a certain sentence in the book and asked: "What does it mean that a gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall?"
Gui Liu smiled and said: "It means to prepare for a rainy day, take precautions before they happen, and be aware of potential dangers in advance. Also, if you find yourself in a dangerous situation, you should leave in time."
The little girl said oh, and suddenly said: "Is this the right person to do my job?"
Guiliu explained with a smile, "It means taking benevolence as one's duty and not being humble at all."
The little girl raised her head and was about to ask again what it meant to take benevolence as one's duty, but she saw that Gui Liu was lost in thought and seemed a little sad, so she quietly closed her mouth.
"You clearly warned future generations of scholars not to put up a dangerous wall, but you did it yourself. It turns out that you are such a duplicitous scholar."
Gui Liu murmured to himself, turned to the little girl and told her: "Review what I taught you today. Don't rush to learn. Of course, you can read the following content in advance. Review the past and learn the new, so you can become a teacher."
Then he walked out of the thatched cottage and quietly came behind Wang Sizhi. A pair of arms gently wrapped around her soft waist. His tall figure seemed to wrap her up from behind. He touched her little head with his chin and said softly. ; "What are you thinking about?"
"Listen to the rain, don't think about anything." Wang Sizhi closed his eyes and said softly.
"I want to ask you something."
"What's up?"
Wang Sizhi opened his eyes and waited quietly for the next words.
Guiliu looked far away, "What kind of person was I five hundred years ago?"
Mentioning the past, Wang Sizhi smiled a little, "The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty governed the country well, and all the nations in the world came to court."
Guiliu was a little surprised, "Am I so powerful?"
Wang Sizhi tried to break free from his embrace, but Wang Sizhi's smile became even stronger, "It's quite impressive. There are 30,000 beauties in the harem, the star Yingying opens her makeup mirror, the green clouds disturb the maid who is combing the morning, the stream is swollen with fat-laden water, and the smoke The slanting mist burns the pepper orchid. During the forty years of his reign, he favored more than four thousand concubines, and kept the queen in the cold for thirty years. "
Guiliu's eyelids twitched when he heard this, and he quickly said: "What a good emperor, he was so carefree and passionate, no wonder he died so miserably! Don't worry, Si Zhi, I will definitely not be the same as him."
Wang Sizhi smiled and said: "I haven't finished speaking yet. They say the Empress of the Sui Dynasty was as cold as poison. Do you know why?"
Guiliu asked cautiously, "Why?"
Wang Sizhi slowly turned to face him, stretched out her slender hand to caress his chest, and said softly: "Because, in the first ten years when she was favored, she managed the harem as a queen, including maids and concubines, and killed ten thousand people in total. There are many people, maybe one day because His Majesty is not here and I am in a bad mood, I will kill a few people to have fun."
Unknowingly, the Empress of the Sui Dynasty five hundred years ago changed from "she" in Wang Si's mouth to "I". Those delicate jade hands kept caressing Gui Liu's chest, thinking that her soft armor had slipped away so easily. , Guiliu felt uncomfortable all over and did not dare to move, because he did not know Wang Sizhi's mood at the moment, and he did not dare to say a word easily.
"It's boring." Wang Sizhi retracted his hand, looked at the rain curtain again, looked at the hazy white mist in the distance, and said: "Tell me the truth, what are your chances of winning tomorrow?"
Guiliu hesitated and said softly: "Less than 20%."
"What if you lose?" Wang Sizhi's voice was calm.
After a long silence, Geiliu said softly: "If I lose, my mother will take you back to Beijing, and then it depends on your wishes whether you want to stay in the palace or accompany your father to find a place with beautiful scenery. The little girl doesn’t have to worry, someone will send her to study in the Imperial College and take care of her all the time.”
Wang Sizhi turned to look at him with a calm expression, "Are you done?"
Guiliu was stunned for a moment, "That's it..."
Wang Sizhi stared into his eyes, "I murdered my husband five hundred years ago. The history books only say that you died a tragic death, and then the Sui Dynasty was overthrown. As for the way of death, none of the history books mentioned a word. Why are you not curious?"
Gui Liu shook his head and said: "You also said something that happened five hundred years ago, so long ago, so what if you know it? Si Zhi, I know what you are thinking. You are afraid that although I don't hate you or blame you, But I still have a grudge because of this matter. Sis, remember, I never care about the previous lives, I only care about the person in front of me at this moment. If you can survive this time, I will definitely give you three letters and six etiquettes. When I go home, I’ll let you wear the most beautiful phoenix crown and harem, and don’t even think about running away during the wedding night.”
Wang Sizhi's face turned slightly red, she put her little head on his chest, closed her eyes, and said softly: "I will definitely do it."
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In the adjacent thatched cottage, people are cooking tea with golden gardenias and doing embroidery with autumn fruits. Although there are no words, the atmosphere is harmonious.
Time passed little by little. Qiuli rubbed her sore eyes and felt a little tired, so she put down the white plum embroidered on her hand.
Looking up, he saw Jin Zhi sitting at the table, looking at the pure green fire, lost in thought.
Afraid of disturbing her, Qiuli hesitated again and again and said cautiously: "Sister Jin Zhi, will you go tomorrow?"
Jin Zhi came back to his senses and said with a smile: "I have not recovered from my serious injury, and His Highness will not let me go."
Qiuli snorted, feeling a little happy for some reason. She swayed her legs happily and said delicately, "Sister, take good care of yourself."
Jin Zhi hummed, "The tea is ready, come and drink."
"Here we come." Qiuli happily sat down at the table, picked up a cup of brightly colored tea, and pursed her red lips.
"My sister's tea is delicious. Your tea skills are unparalleled in the world."
Jin Zhi rolled her eyes at her, saying she was "talkative", but she didn't hide her smile at all, and for some reason, she seemed to be smiling even happier.
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The rain outside the window was blowing, and the candles in the thatched cottage were bright, illuminating their faces particularly beautifully.
Among the maids around His Royal Highness, the two in this thatched cottage are the least likely to deal with each other. Even though they got along more than ten years ago, they despise and hate each other. But after the siege of Frost Flower City, it seemed that both Qingxue and Taozhi had undergone some slight changes. Although it still cannot be called harmonious and harmonious, at least there is no strong smell of smoke and gunpowder before.
Taozhi sat at the table, holding her chin in her hands, feeling a little bored. She sighed softly and turned her attention to the person sitting on the bed in front of her. After watching for a while, regardless of whether Qingxue was meditating or not, Qingxue quietly approached her without making any sound, but she was still noticed by Qingxue. She opened her eyes and looked at the charming woman in front of her with a slight frown.
Seeing that he was discovered, Taozhi smiled slightly, "How did you discover me?"
Qingxue's words can be said to be quite merciless, and she said coldly: "The unpleasant smell can be smelled thousands of miles away."
Taozhi was not annoyed, and sat down directly next to her, smiling more charmingly than a fox, "But His Highness just likes me, unlike a certain general of the Iron-clad Pagoda, who is so cold and murderous that even Your Highness is afraid."
Qingxue said nothing, simply closed her eyes and continued to meditate.
If Gei Liu were present at this moment, he could tell at a glance that Taozhi was jealous.
She was dissatisfied and punched the cotton. The charming woman became angry, opened her small silver teeth and bit Qingxue's arm fiercely.
As a result, he was knocked away by the sharp sword energy and fell to the ground, quite embarrassed.
The tall and ethereal golden figure appeared in Taozhi's mind, standing behind Qingxue, leaning on a sword.
She stood up suddenly, completely ignoring the blood dripping from her sleeves, and said angrily: "In Rishuanghuacheng, why did you draw the sword with His Highness?! Didn't the Imperial Master tell you that if you and I both die, Your Highness will definitely Get home safely.”
Seeing that the man on the bed who was concentrating with his eyes closed did not answer, she sneered and said: "His Highness used his last bit of luck to help you draw the sword, and you accept it calmly. What's the result? His Highness's out-of-body fugue is only a false state of sixth-grade perfection. You It is an enemy of ten thousand people, and it is General Futu with iron armor, but can you defeat Yao Tiao or Xie Guanzhao? Qiuli is not good at fighting, and Jin Zhi has not recovered from his injury. Even if the four of us join together, what are the chances of winning? Even if You can beat him, but don’t forget that Wu Peixian is also a martial arts master! And he is only as strong as he is strong! His Highness is a borrowed sixth-grade, or a false realm, and the chance of winning is not more than 20%. But if that day, you choose yourself If you draw your sword, even if you and I both die in battle, what does it matter? His Highness has risen to the seventh rank after leaving his body and wandering around. Wu Peixian can't pose any threat to him at all! He will not be in the dangerous situation at this moment! Before you and I leave the palace, your Majesty Don’t you understand those words?! You, Qingxue, are so good, a dignified and armored General of the Buddha, but you never imagined that you are greedy for life and afraid of death! It was you who personally pushed His Highness into the fire pit where he is now, don’t you feel any guilt or blame at all?!”
The fingers of both hands were deeply embedded in the flesh, and the flesh was blurred. Taozhi roared: "You and I are dead soldiers, what are you doing alive?! My queen gave you a family, do you really regard yourself as a member of the family? You, Qingxue, will always be just Dead warrior, forever and ever!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a man walked in at an inappropriate time, dressed in snow-white, with an extremely gloomy expression.
He slowly walked up to Taozhi, gave a loud and crisp sound, and slapped her hard on the mouth.
"Can you say that again?"
He raised his hand and started to hit again.
Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, Taozhi did not hide, raised his head and said stubbornly: "This slave is a dead soldier!"
This time, the sound of the slaps even drowned out the sound of the pouring rain.
Taozhi covered her face, even though her eyes were dim with tears, they were still stubborn and unyielding.
Guiliu took a deep breath, her eyes were red, and her voice was trembling, "Taozhi, this is the first time I hit you."
"His Highness did a good job. You might as well beat this slave to death. After all, this slave is a dead soldier and is meant to die."
Gui Liu murmured with her lips, but could not make a sound for a long time. He raised his head and stared at her, "Is this what my mother meant?"
Taozhi shook her head and smiled sadly, "I said it myself. Your Highness, please don't blame me."
"You don't have to go tomorrow, stay with Jin Zhi."
Guiliu took big steps outside, covering his chest, his vision blurred.
Taozhi stood there, silent.
The white-haired man suddenly turned around and roared angrily: "If you dare to go, if you dare to die, I will definitely die behind you!"
It turns out that after Wu Peixian used the ancient sword to support the ji and cut off the dragon, he still had the last trace of luck and luck.
According to the deductions made by Qin Fang and the Imperial Master, it was an immortal hand that could beat Wu Peixian by half an eye.
But during the siege of Frost Flower City, someone used the last bit of luck to tear a path out of the originally dead situation.
Qin Fang obviously expected that her son would behave like this, so before leaving the palace, she said this to Qingxue and Taozhi with red eyes.
"I've been raising you two since childhood, so finally call me mother."
So Taozhi went there with the intention of dying.
In fact, Qingxue was like this at the beginning,
But when she saw the seriously ill woman in bed, thinking of her miserable life experience as a child, and how miserable it was to be a child without a mother, she regretted it, and she was determined to take the woman out and bring her to the little girl.
That's why there was a tall man with an ethereal figure standing behind Qingxue, with a pair of golden eyes and a sword.
In the dark rain curtain, the man with white hair covered his chest and staggered.
He fell to the ground with a plop, looked up at the sky, gasped loudly, and tried to breathe, as if he was on the verge of death.
He looks like a miserable old dog.
