Try to rebel today

While Zhou Yao and Feng Jiang were busy outside, the First Prince and Fourth Prince were recuperating in the mansion.

Taking medicine and nourishing his mind, his physical condition is getting better and better, and his waking time is getting longer every day.

Once they can control their bodies, take care of things with their minds, and check the situation, they will no longer act as soldiers, guard against death, and start to give Zhou Yao and Feng Jiang more convenience, such as using their own low-level staff and some news channels...

They also talked with Zhou Yao and Feng Jiangken respectively.

What to do next, how to turn these news into evidence, what method to use to deal with Prince Chen is the most effective and takes the shortest time, and they themselves, should they get better soon, or control the news so that outsiders think he is still seriously ill ?

On this point, the first prince and the fourth prince resonate very much.

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is the most fun, isn't it?

They couldn't help laughing just thinking about the surprised look on the bastard's face when he saw him.

In addition, they have their own little thoughts.

The reason why a superior can become a superior, remain undefeated, and can counterattack in adversity is because he thinks a lot and thinks everything.

No matter when or what, you have to think in front of others.

What everyone is seeing right now is Prince Chen's suppression of them. They must fight back hard. What will happen next?Others don't think about it, but they can't pretend not to see it.Once Prince Chen fell, it was another confrontation between the two.After so many years of tossing, others look tired, and they themselves are also tired. This timing is not bad. Is there anything that can be used to make them pounce?

Not only did he punish Prince Chen to death, but he also punished his arch-enemy, leaving his family alone?

And Zhou Yao and Feng Jiang, how should we treat them?

The two made great contributions to this matter, but they also learned too much...

Zhou Yao could guess what the eldest prince was thinking about, but he didn't show it or ask, just doing his own thing step by step.

After a busy day, Zhou Yao walked back to his room slowly.

The little black cat is not there.

Xu Shiye grew up in the wild and has never been domesticated by humans. Although the little black cat likes Zhou Yao very much, he doesn't like to stay in the house often.It will go out to hunt by itself-such as catching mice, such as pouncing birds.

It used to be small, thin, and didn't have many physical advantages. Recently, it was hugged and fed by Zhou Yao every day. It has grown a lot, grown bigger, and has enough strength. Occasionally, it has gained a lot from hunting... With a very "not worth mentioning" noble gesture, he threw the prey in front of Zhou Yao, raised his chin high: reward you.

Maybe it saw that Zhou Yao was too thin, and looked like he couldn't grow up to survive, and regarded Zhou Yao as its responsibility, so he had to feed it...

Zhou Yao checked the side of the pillow, it was very good, no mouse died today.

He almost didn't know how to deal with these 'foods'.

Don't eat it, it's hard to face the eager eyes of the little black cat who seems to be very indifferent, eat it... how can this thing be eaten?

Feng Jiang is a bit skilled, he will skin and pluck rats and sparrows, remove their internal organs, and then grill them with ingredients, but the weather is dry, and he always has extra meals at night, his nose bleeds...

"Son."

There was a knock on the door, and at the same time, the smell of food wafted in.

Zhou Yao sat down at the table: "Come in."

A few days ago, the eldest prince woke up and saw that he was working hard, so he sent a message, asking the kitchen to cook eight snacks for him in the afternoon in addition to three meals a day, and to make him a supper at night. He accepted the snacks but declined. Had supper.

No way, I can't eat that much.But the eldest prince insisted that the kindness was hard to turn down, so the two had a discussion, and the supper was skipped, and a bowl of tonic soup was replaced.

At this point, it is time for the servant to order the soup.

It wasn't Liu Dou who delivered the soup.

Since Juan'er died, Liu Dou didn't like to take the initiative to come forward. He still did what he had to do, but he never took the initiative to do things outside of his duties.Zhou Yao had never seen this soup delivery person before, but she wore the standard clothes of a second-class servant girl in the palace, and she looked skillful in taking the bowls and chopsticks out of the food box. Is she a servant in the kitchen?

"I heard that the son is tired these days, he often suffers from headaches, and can't sleep well at night, so the servant girl made a bowl of Gastrodia Ma soup..."

The servant girl's voice was gentle and her smile was wide, making people look at her and her mood couldn't help but get better.

"Young master, try it."

Zhou Yao took the bowl and smiled: "Thank you."

Gastrodia elata soup sounds like medicinal food, but I don’t know what was added to this soup. It tastes very light, with a little medicinal fragrance, but it is not unpleasant, and there is no oily smell. It is a small bowl, and the portion is not much. It's over, not offensive at all.

Zhou Yao picked up the soup spoon, took a spoonful, put it to his mouth and blew gently. Just as he was about to open his mouth, there was the sound of stones tapping by the window.

The stone should not be big, after hitting the window, it falls to the window sill, and then rolls down the wall...

It's like a deep ancient well, which is quiet all the time, without any ripples, and suddenly a small stone is thrown.

It is very quiet, and the sound is not loud, but it is inexplicably abrupt and very obvious, so you have to pay attention.

Zhou Yao's eyes flickered.

He was not in a hurry to drink, and then blew on the soup in the spoon.While blowing, he secretly observed the maid beside him.

The maid clenched the handkerchief very tightly, and stared at his soup spoon without blinking, as if she was a little anxious, wishing Zhou Yao could finish the soup right away, as if not wasting anything.

When he moved the spoon and spilled some soup a little bit, her nostrils were tensely retracted, and then brought closer to her mouth, she subconsciously held her breath, as if expecting it.

Is there anything else I don't understand now?

Zhou Yao sneered in his heart, the eldest prince was too impatient, others would kill the donkey and hide the bird, but he was fine, he was ready to kill the hard worker before the matter was over.

This soup is poisonous!

Zhou Yao casually turned the spoon, thinking about the stone outside, Feng Jiang came again?

Why are you keeping a low profile today, coming here quietly, and not breaking into the room in a big way?

Seeing that he didn't drink for a long time, the servant girl became anxious: "Young master, it's cold in winter. Although the soup was just taken off the stove, the servant girl took it all the way, and it just happened to enter here. If you don't drink it, you will have to drink it." It's cold."

Zhou Yao seemed to have recovered from something, and said with a smile, "I'm obsessed with thinking about things."

He had to reassure the First Prince.

what should I do……

Just as I was about to eat a spoonful of soup, another pebble hit the window.

The sound of Gulu Gulu was endless.

"This sound is really annoying," Zhou Yao told the servant girl while putting the spoon into his mouth, "Go and have a look."

The maid waited impatiently for him to drink the soup, and no accidents were allowed, so she immediately walked to the window and opened it——

She looked left and right, looked far away, and finally looked up again, and then closed the window again, and came back to reply: "Don't worry, my lord, it should be the wind that blows the fine soil particles on the eaves and tiles. Come on, it's not a big deal—ah, have you finished your drink?"

Zhou Yao just wiped his mouth after drinking and put the spoon back into the bowl.

The servant girl looked around carefully.

There are no wet marks on the ground, and there are not many things in this small hall. There is only one table beside Zhou Yao, and there is no flower pot or spittoon. There must be no place to pour the soup...

She only had time to turn around, Zhou Yao couldn't go elsewhere to pour the soup, as long as there was a little sound, she could hear it.

Moreover, Zhou Yao didn't know what was in the soup.

After the servant girl checked, she thought there was no problem, put the soup bowl back into the food box, and saluted: "Young master, rest early, and the servant girl will leave."

……

As soon as the maid left, Feng Jiang came back.

After entering the room and looking around the room, he frowned: "Did you drink that bowl?"

"I knew it was you." Zhou Yao looked at him and smiled, "What was added in there?"

"A poison called Yueyin, it's fine immediately after drinking it, and it will be over in a month! It's so strong, I can smell it through the wall, don't you know?" Feng Jiang stared fiercely The air burst out, "Look at the weight of the food box when the maid left, it must be empty, you are so stupid, did you really drink it!"

Zhou Yao raised his eyes, "You act like everyone, with a dog's nose?"

Feng Jiang stared even more fiercely.

"Also, who are you calling stupid?"

Zhou Yao understood him a little, and slowly opened the teapot on the table.

As soon as the lid of the teapot was opened, a strong medicinal scent came out, mixed with the tea leaves, and the smell was quite strange.

That bowl of soup just filled the half-drunk teapot.

Feng Jiang's eyes slid down: ... "Just do it."

"How can I not let him feel at ease? Dodge today and wait for him to continue to think of new tricks and come back next time?" Zhou Yao smiled, "He is tired, and I am tired, so it is better to let it go once and for all."

In this way, the eldest prince calmed down, and he also relaxed.

Zhou Yao handed over the teapot: "Since you are here, you are troubled, please help me to solve this problem."

"Can't you go out and pour it yourself?"

"There are too many people, it's not good to be seen."

"Come on, you are so smart, you clearly know that accidents are impossible at such a time."

"Well, I'm actually lazy."

"..."

Feng Jiang performed lightness kung fu and poured the Tianma soup back from a distance, Zhou Yao said again: "I'm tired, wash it, and make a pot of tea."

Feng Jiang: "Am I your servant?"

"It's fine if you don't want to."

Zhou Yao shook his hands indifferently, wrapped in a thick fur cloak, and leaned on the side pillow of the couch as if he had no bones.

Feng Jiang: "You won't die of laziness!"

Disgusting in his mouth, but very fast, he didn't seal the ginger but quickly washed the teapot, made the tea, and turned over a few plates of snacks from Zhou Yao's snack cabinet.

Zhou Yao's eyes narrowed: "Thank you!"

Feng Jiang was dazzled by the smiling face, and coughed twice: "Be serious, I want to talk to you about business."

Zhou Yao didn't even speak lazily now, propped his cheek with one hand, and stretched out lazily at him with the other: Please.

Feng Jiang: ...

The day after tomorrow is the Grand Court Meeting, which was planned by them to be the day for Prince Chen, but before that, there must be a very unusual prelude, and they arranged for this performance tomorrow.

The protagonist is Prince Chen himself.

Originally, this matter was a bit busy, Zhou Yao was thin and not physically strong, Feng Jiang thought that he could finish it by himself, but Zhou Yao was tricked by the eldest prince tonight, so he simply patted the table: "You might as well go with you!"

Zhou Yao yawned: "Farewell, it's freezing cold, I don't want to make trouble, I'd better find a place to wait for you."

Feng Jiang looked at him with fierce eyes.

He smiled brightly like a peach blossom: "Just find me a good place in that restaurant, where there is a hand stove, a charcoal basin, good tea, a little wine, and I can watch the theater safely, isn't that all right?"

The two chased each other a few more words, and Feng Jiang couldn't help but feel that Zhou Yao's proposal was better.

Then, he began to examine himself.

Didn't I say that I should beware of Zhou Yao, be wary of Zhou Yao, and test why Zhou Yao knows him so well, but why did it turn out like this?

The two got closer and closer, getting along more and more naturally and harmoniously, Zhou Yao shared everything with him less and less secretly, opened up everything, well, even bad habits together.Not only did he not resist, but he accepted it more and more naturally, not to mention enjoying it, anyway, he took care of Zhou Yao more and more smoothly.

Zhou Yao's hands are too white and soft, and they are not born for work. Zhou Yao's jaw line is very good, and he still looks good from time to time. He is very noble and shows his temperament. An urge to kneel down and kiss each other's toes.

He couldn't see Zhou Yao lowering his head and doing all kinds of trivial things that he was not good at. Drinking tea and holding a book was enough.

Isn't he a little... cheap?

Is it because there are too many things and too busy, so that he has no time to be vigilant?Is it because Zhou Yao's number of paragraphs is too high, making him play around?Or he himself fell!