i found out i was wearing the wrong book

As soon as he said this, the audience fell silent.

The maid didn't expect Ji Changshu to focus on this, and Shuang Qi and the others didn't expect Ji Changshu to be willing to listen to people when he was sick.

This national teacher... really has a kind of magical power.

The maid glanced at Shuangqi hesitantly, and Shuangqi nodded, and then the maid raised her voice and repeated verbatim what Ming Ciyi had said in front of the queen mother.

This emotional confession caused everyone present to fall into silence.

It was the first time for them to hear such a bold and outspoken confession...

In the room, Ji Changshu's hand holding the dagger slowly tightened. His slender hand has distinct joints, and when he exerts force, there are faint veins showing, which is both ruthless and beautiful.

Ji Changshu stared at his blurred appearance in the bronze mirror with heavy eyes, and the tyranny and darkness in his heart were relieved inconceivably.

The drowsy brain and the killing intent that invaded his rationality subsided little by little, and gradually became clear.

Ji Changshu let go of the dagger, and a funny thought came to him——

There are still people in this world who like him.

Not because of his power, not because of his appearance, not afraid of him, not afraid of him, not thinking he is a monster.

Ji Changshu said hoarsely: "What he said is true? Isn't it to get away in front of the queen mother?"

Shuangcheng outside hurriedly asked the maid again, and the maid lowered her head and said, "This subordinate thinks it's true."

She paused: "The national teacher's words were sincere at the time, and it seemed that he was genuinely moved. And... the national teacher rejected Princess Jingshu."

Princess Jingshu is the number one beauty in Kyoto, with a good personality, basically no man would reject such a girl with status and talent.

Ming Ciyi's acting skills can't fool the queen mother, but he can fool Ji Changshu's hidden stake, this is something Ming Ciyi would never have thought of.

Ji Changshu in the room was quiet for a moment, and finally put the dagger in his waist: "Yes."

He said lightly that someone else would not be able to figure out what he meant anyway, but Shuangcheng has followed Ji Changshu since he was a child, so he naturally understands Ji Changshu.

Ji Changshu's voice was not as gloomy as before, and he didn't have the feeling that the storm was coming, as if he had regained his sanity.

This is the first time.

In the past, when Ji Changshu fell ill, it was always difficult to recover. He either got drunk or killed a lot, which is why he got the title of battle.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said at the same time: "Go and receive the reward."

He paused, and made up his own mind: "If there is anything about Mr. Ming in the future, just report it."

The maid went down.

Shuangcheng turned around and cupped his hands at Ji Changshu through the screen: "Master, do you want dinner?"

Ji Changshu replied lightly again, and Shuangcheng happily went to order the kitchen.

Sitting on the couch, Ji Changshu looked at his hands, which were as sharp as knives. These hands were stained with blood, and they had held countless weapons and killed countless people.

A person like him... would anyone really like him like this?

Ji Changshu's eyes sank, but he remembered Mingciyi's smile miraculously.

He looks heartless, and always likes to raise the corners of his eyes when he smiles, but Ji Changshu can tell.

He could smell the breath of the same kind from Ming Ciyi.

Ming Ciyi sat on the corridor and yawned lazily. Song Bai beside him said, "Master, I heard that you confessed your love to His Royal Highness Yuan Wang in front of the daughters of half of the officials in the capital?"

Ming Ciyi nodded generously: "Yes."

Songbai hesitated: "Master... really like His Royal Highness Yuan Wang?"

Just as Ming Ciyi was about to say something, Jiang Zi came over with a bowl of white things: "Master, you called Yuebai to make double-skin milk. Yuebai tried it. Would you like to try it?"

Ming Ciyi's eyes lit up, and he stood up decisively. He picked up the spoon and tasted it, and immediately let out a satisfied voice: "Delicious!"

Songbai watched from the side and swallowed, Jiangzi noticed it, and laughed suddenly: "What is Songbai anxious about? Yuebai has done a lot, and everyone has a share."

"Thank you, Miss Yuebai." Song Bai hurriedly said, and looked at Ming Ciyi again: "Master."

Ming Ciyi waved his hand: "Go and help Yuebai distribute it to everyone."

He has never paid attention to these rules, and the people under him are bolder.

In this way, Ming Ciyi felt more at ease.

Mingciyi took another mouthful of Shuangpi Nai, and suddenly remembered something, and shouted to Songbai's back: "Songbai! Remember to save two more copies, and I will bring them to His Majesty and King Yuan tomorrow!"

Songbai's footsteps paused, and then he turned around and clapped his hands in response.

Song·Logic Genius·Bo Xindao's master must really like His Royal Highness Yuan Wang.

Otherwise, why would you want to leave something for His Royal Highness Yuan Wang?

Ming Ciyi smacked his lips: "I kind of want to eat fried chicken."

He sighed: "I still miss the old days."

Crimson tilted her head slightly: "Fried chicken?"

She wondered: "What is that?"

Ming Ciyi patiently explained to her, and then picked up the bowl: "You go and eat too, I'll be alone later."

The leader of Crimson Zichui retreated.

Ming Ciyi sat in the corridor, the cold moonlight shone on him, reflecting his pair of blue eyes that were crystal clear, so beautiful that they didn't look like anything in the world.

Ming Ciyi bowed his head and took a mouthful of Shuangpi Nai, the sweetness entered his heart, but it made him a little uncomfortable.

He is homesick.

He is actually living a good life here. He has become a national teacher. Although he is not an official, he has servants and his own mansion. He is more free to enter and leave the palace. Even the officials in the court are courteous to him.

But Ming Ciyi does not belong here.

He looked at the full moon and felt an indescribable loneliness in his heart.

He regretted that he ran out of the house after arguing with his mother and ran to such a ghostly place.

He regretted that he didn't catch his brother well.

Ming Ciyi sighed softly.

noon the next day.

After Mingciyi took a nap, he happily entered the palace with two copies of Shuangpi Nai.

As soon as he arrived at the imperial study, he saw Emperor Yin Wen sitting on the kang, holding the memorial in one hand and pinching his eyebrows with the other.

Ming Ciyi put the food box in his hand on the table and cupped his hands to Emperor Yin Wen: "Your Majesty, take a rest."

Emperor Yin Wen smiled at him, looked at the food box: "What delicious food did you bring?"

Ming Ciyi took out a bowl of Shuangpi Nai: "Thanks to Yuebai, the food in our world would not have been developed."

Emperor Yinwen picked up the spoon and took a sip, then nodded lightly: "The taste is delicate and smooth, sweet but not greasy."

Ming Ciyi touched the food box: "Where is His Royal Highness Yuan Wang?"

He paused: "I also brought him a bowl."

Emperor Yinwen paused for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Ming Ciyi calmly: "I've heard about you at the Peach Blossom Banquet yesterday."

Ming Ciyi failed to understand the meaning of Emperor Yinwen's words, so he said directly: "Oh, that's because the Queen Mother wanted to match me with Princess Jingshu, so I..."

"His Royal Highness Yuan Wang arrived—"

The voice of the eunuch outside the door directly interrupted Ming Ciyi's words, and Ming Ciyi subconsciously picked up the food box.

Ji Changshu walked in slowly wearing a black robe, and Ming Ciyi didn't have time to salute, so he handed the food box to Ji Changshu: "It's delicious, try it?"

His pair of blue eyes are bright, like a mirror looking into Ji Changshu's heart.

Ji Changshu looked down at him for a long time, and when the servants in the room thought Ji Changshu would get angry, Ji Changshu reached out and took the food box.

Ming Ciyi smiled, and saluted Ji Changshu in a habitually elongated tone: "His Royal Highness Yuan Wang is a thousand years old."

Ji Changshu responded lightly, and sat down opposite Emperor Yinwen.

Ming Ciyi sat down beside Emperor Yinwen, watching Ji Changshu take out the teacup inside.

Holding a spoon, he took a sip and frowned slightly: "It's a bit sweet."

Ming Ciyi blinked: "But eating sweets will make you feel better."

He just said it casually, but he didn't want to say it directly into Ji Changshu's heart.

Ji Changshu paused slightly while holding the spoon, raised his eyes to look at Ming Ciyi, and put another mouthful of Shuangpi Nai in his mouth.

It seems... the mood is really getting better.

Ji Changshu looked at the teacup in his hand, this was the first time someone other than the emperor brother had left something delicious for him.

Ji Changshu looked at Ming Ciyi indifferently: "Why are you so kind to me?"

His tone was a little indifferent: "What's your purpose?"

Emperor Yin Wen couldn't help looking at Ming Ciyi.

Ming Ciyi didn't seem to expect that he would be questioned like this just for bringing something to eat, and suddenly felt helpless: "Is there any reason for this? Just bring it if you want."

He muttered: "In our world, it's normal for friends and classmates to help each other bring food and treats."

Ming Ciyi spoke in a low voice, and there were words that Ji Changshu couldn't understand, but Ji Changshu caught the word "friend" and couldn't help but pause.

This is also the first time someone has regarded him as a friend.

He has experienced too many firsts with Ming Ciyi.

Ji Changshu lowered his eyes and took another mouthful of Shuangpi Nai, and he responded lightly.

Ming Ciyi: "?"

Is this happy or unhappy?

Looking at Ji Changshu, he felt a little bald.

It's too hard to guess what this person is thinking, isn't it? !

Others are really afraid of Ji Changshu, but Ming Ciyi is sympathetic to Ji Changshu.

Because he knew Ji Changshu's previous experience, he said he felt sorry for him, but he said it was sympathy.

Ming Ciyi saw himself after losing his brother in Ji Changshu when he was a child.

It was not only distressed, but also a feeling of looking at another self.

More importantly...Ming Ciyi knows what is going on with Ji Changshu better than anyone else.

His tyranny, paranoia and gloom are not due to his character, his essence is a kind person, he just has a mental illness.

In the book "Tao Sha", if you really want to choose one of your favorite characters, it is undoubtedly the person who was cannon fodder in the first three chapters.

Now that Ji Changshu has survived due to unknown reasons, Ming Ciyi wants to be friends with him.

Even if you can't be friends, don't be treated as a thorn in your side!

He doesn't want to die yet!

Ming Ciyi shouted bb in his heart.

But the facts proved that Ming Ciyi's act of giving away the double skin milk undoubtedly pleased Ji Changshu, because Ji Changshu completely ate the sweet double skin milk that he despised.

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