Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

Xiao Qian's hands were hidden at the bottom of her sleeves and she was holding them tightly, her nails digging into her palms. She still couldn't calm down.

Just when she smiled and greeted him, calling "Brother Che", she knew that the man in front of her was not her husband, because there were many things in this man's eyes, except that he had no affection for her.

She knew this, but she had to pretend to be calm.

This man was so much like her husband that even if he were to kill her here, no one would stop her.

She didn't know what to do, so she could only rack her brains to save herself.

She was frightened and trembling, as if facing an abyss.

She had been dealing with the man in front of her cautiously, but when the bowl of porridge gradually bottomed out, she also saw clearly the sadness in the man's eyes that was too thick to be resolved. Then the sadness turned into strong hatred, which seemed to be able to tear / Break all hatred.

Xiao Qian bit her lower lip and forced herself to calm down. She took the initiative to get closer to the man and get along like a couple, so that the man would not notice her nervousness and fear.

She whispered: "Did you encounter something unthinkable? Or encountered something disturbing?"

Seeing the man's silence, Xiao Qian said again: "I know, there are many things that I don't know how to say to others. Many people laugh at me for being stupid. In fact, I am really stupid because I don't understand things that are too complicated, let alone Too complicated feelings.”

"But I know you are unhappy. If you don't want to say it, then there is no need to say it. I just hope that this bowl of porridge specially cooked for you can bring you some comfort and let you know that even if you are in trouble, there is still something you can do. Something that makes people feel soft in their hearts.”

During the whole process, Xiao Qian didn't call her "husband", let alone the disgusting "Brother Che", which finally calmed down Emperor Shitian's frantic heart.

And for some reason, that sentence "Porridge cooked specially for you" made him feel like crying.

Only his master could cook porridge for him, but his master imprisoned him in hell with his own hands, where life was worse than death. Later, he killed his master, and no one would cook porridge for him anymore.

In this situation, at this moment, hearing such words again, he once again had human emotions in an instant.

Emperor Shitian's desire to crush this delicate flower gradually faded away for some reason.

He put his eyes on Xiao Qian's flower bud, picked up one of the buds, brushed his fingers over the neat words on it, and said in his mouth: "The flowers are not flowers, and the mist is not mist."

Seeing that the man remained silent, Xiao Qian asked with a smile: "You find it strange too, right? Flowers are not flowers, fog is not mist. What on earth is this? Is there such a thing in this world? I really don't understand those sour things. Why do you stupid literati create such things that people can’t understand?”

Emperor Shitian was a little surprised: "You don't like reading poems, why do you make these flower dices?"

Xiao Qian said: "Someone told me that if you can't be unique and unique, then just follow the crowd. It took me a few days to understand this sentence, and then I found that it was right. Although I don't like reading poetry, reading poetry can make me better. It’s gregarious and you should read it even if you don’t like it.”

Emperor Shitian asked: "Can't you blend in with everyone?"

When he asked this question, he suddenly realized that it was not like what a husband would ask his wife.

But the woman in front of him didn't notice it, and for some reason, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Qian said: "Uh... I don't know if it counts as gregarious. Anyway, sometimes I feel very lonely, but it doesn't matter, I just try my best."

Emperor Shakten asked again: "Why do some people say you are stupid? You are obviously very smart, because you know how to comfort yourself and how to make yourself happy, but I can't."

Xiao Qian sighed: "Then someone must have hurt you severely, so you are so sad, so sad that you can't even please yourself."

Then, Xiao Qian took out another flower sign and read it out: "The flowing water breaks the bridge and the grassy road, the light mist and the rain fall on the sky. What does this mean?"

Emperor Shitian frowned, but still explained: "The water is gurgling, the grass is green under the broken bridge, the mist is falling, and the fallen flowers are all over the sky."

"This is probably some rotten scholar who doesn't stay at home on rainy days and goes to a dilapidated bridge to soak in the rain. He looks at the fallen flowers mixed with mud and water on the ground and praises them..."

Xiao Qian's tense heartstrings also relaxed slightly at this moment. She tried her best to smile and said in agreement: "That's right, there must be something wrong with this scholar's brain. It's not good to stay at home on rainy days. Why go out and get wet in the rain?" Huh? The ground under the broken bridge is covered with grass, and the flowers have been knocked down by the rain. What a desolate scene it is?"

The two had the same idea and ended up laughing together.

Emperor Shitian looked at the person in front of him. She was like a clear spring that could cleanse the soul, making people unable to be cruel no matter what.

Forget it, spring is so good, let’s ruin her later!

Xiao Qian's heart was racing. The person in front of her clearly had the same face as her husband, but how could he exude such an aura that it could make people suffocate with fear?

She kept encouraging herself that she must be calm and calm. She could not lose the integrity of the Lu family, let alone her husband's face.

The two people, each with their own thoughts, looked over the flower lots like this.

Emperor Shitian unknowingly forgot the original intention of coming here.

But Xiaoji's words made this briefly sober lunatic turn crazy again.

"The Prime Minister really loves his wife. He is very knowledgeable, but he also agrees with his wife to misinterpret the meaning of these poems."

Emperor Shitian was slightly startled, a storm suddenly gathered in his eyes, the angry waves rolled, and the strong hatred swallowed up his reason, and he could no longer remain calm.

By the way, this quiet and comfortable life does not belong to him.

This kind of peace that he had not experienced in decades was stolen from him. If he didn't pretend to be a good brother, how could he chat leisurely in this cozy little courtyard?

He came to destroy the most important thing about Feng Che, not to discuss poetry and songs.

Anger devoured him, and his palms began to gather energy, preparing to slap the woman in front of him to death, and then humiliate her body over and over again.

Xiaoqian was frightened.

She was afraid of the man in front of her.

She was so scared that her legs couldn't help but tremble, and even her breathing was out of rhythm.

But she forced herself to calm down, and forced herself to stand in front of Sister A bravely even though she was scared, as she had done countless times before.

Although there is no sister behind her now, she wants to save her life.

But no matter how calm he was, he couldn't help but be frightened by this terrifying feeling of danger.

The tears she was holding back finally flowed out. She just said with a pack of tears in her eyes, "If you want to kill me, can you do it more neatly? I'm a coward, so don't scare me!"