Flavored candle shop

After listening to Hong Yao's description of that very long dream... More precisely, it should be a memory, Pei Ci was silent for a while, and said firmly, "It's definitely not just the Zhuma brothers."

He has a strong intuition that his relationship with Hongyao must be more than that, there must be a deeper and deeper bond...

"???" Hong Yao didn't quite understand Pei Ci's entanglement, "I think the kind of mutual trust and mutual help, the peaceful years are very good, and there is really no need for blood and hatred to adjust."

Can't tell, Ah Ci is usually gentle and gentle, so he still likes the kind of exciting plots...

Pei Ci didn't know that Hong Yao had already labeled him a dog blood lover in his heart, so he explained seriously: "If the years are really good, why would I die suddenly in my 20s in my previous life?"

Hong Yao recalled Yin Ci's frail body that took more medicine than food and had to lie down every season, and said sincerely: "You were so imaginary in your previous life, and it is not easy to live to be in your 20s. I think it is with..."

Under Pei Ci's shocked gaze, Hong Yao's voice became weaker and weaker. Seeing the injury in Pei Ci's eyes, he felt very guilty for no reason: "Why... what's wrong?"

There were too many things that Hongyao couldn't understand in Pei Ci's dark jade-like eyes. After taking a deep look at Hongyao, he turned around and lay down under the covers, saying in a low voice, "Sleep."

Hong Yao turned her head to look at the already bright sky outside the window, and then looked at Pei Ci's tall and straight but inexplicably aggrieved back as always, remembering the blue and black under his eyes, Hong Yao tiptoedly lay down next to Pei Ci, tentatively stretching out her hand To grab Pei Ci's hand that was placed by his side in a regular manner.

Alas, it's all his fault, he speaks outspokenly, saying "it's not true" and "living is not easy", how could he forget that Ah Ci's health is not good in this life!Hearing what he said, Ah Ci felt sad.

Originally, I just wanted to be quietly by Pei Ci's side, but after grabbing that familiar and warm hand, I became more refreshed after chatting just now, and Hong Yao, who didn't feel sleepy at all, only kept quiet for a while, and then whispered: "It's okay, Ci."

"After all, the past life is the past life, and it's all gone. We just need to be careful and don't repeat the same mistakes... Even if you are not careful, it's still early... If you make the same mistakes again, it doesn't matter. Today I am not the same as before, the underworld No ghost can take you away from me!"

"We can still be together for a long time."

Pei Ci's tightly closed eyelashes trembled, he sighed, opened his eyes helplessly, turned around, and pulled the red medicine, which was still racking his brains for words of comfort, into his arms.

Pei Ci buried his head in Hongyao's neck, his voice was low and hoarse: "...do you know what you are talking about?"

Hong Yao blinked, and silently put her hand on Pei Ci's head, which he had coveted for a long time, it was so soft...

After quietly touching Pei Ci's hair, Hong Yao coughed dryly, "Don't worry, even if Yan Jun comes personally, he has to beat me before he can touch you!"

He thought Pei Ci didn't believe his promise, so his tone was extraordinarily firm and forceful.

Unexpectedly, after hearing his arrogant words, Pei Ci was still not relieved, and even sighed even more deeply.

"You really don't understand..."

"What don't you understand? Tell me, and I'll understand after you say it." Hong Yao felt that his ability to accept was quite strong.

Pei Ci raised his head, and fixedly looked at the red medicine in his eyes full of sincere desire for knowledge for a long time.

Just when Hong Yao thought that Pei Ci was going to have an open and in-depth communication with him, his eyes suddenly went dark—Pei Ci covered his eyes.

Accustomed to staying in the dark environment and sincerely trusting Pei Ci, the red medicine did not move, quietly waiting for Pei Ci to speak.

Pei Ci had no intention of speaking.

Looking at the red medicine lying quietly and obediently beside him, Pei Ci's palms itched slightly, and he... covered a butterfly.

After restrainingly kissing her knuckles, Pei Ci let go of her hand covering Hongyao's eyes, and the fingertips and the trembling eyelashes were about to part, causing a burst of numbness that went straight to the heart.

"...Sleep."

Red Yao: "...Oh."

……

After returning to the cage and waking up, it was almost noon. As soon as Hong Yao entered the incense and candle shop, he heard Shi Jiawen asking Fang Chong, "Does this happen every day?"

Hong Yao answered smoothly: "Why is it like this every day?"

Shi Jiawen's face was complicated: "It's just...do you...do you get up so late every day?"

It's no wonder that Shi Jiawen had this question. She and Hongyao Pei Ci stayed together for two days, but the two of them didn't get up until almost noon.

Hong Yao thought it was all a coincidence: "Special circumstances, special circumstances, we usually get up very early."

But hardworking.

Shi Jiawen didn't believe it, but she didn't say anything else, she just said meaningfully with her eyes full of confusion: "Although it's a bit strange for me as a younger sister to say this, but...you should be more restrained."

Red medicine: "???" What moderation?Moderate what?Stay in bed or go back to sleep?

"Cough, cough, cough!" Pei Ci, who was soaking in lotus root powder, seemed to have choked, coughing so badly, Hong Yao hurriedly patted his back to calm his breath, and immediately put his doubts behind him.

After Pei Ci regained his breath, his face was still a little red, and he said to Shi Jiawen without any deterrent force: "Don't talk nonsense! We got up late because we have business to do."

Oh, the reason why I don't sleep at night is because I'm doing business... Back then, when the royal father was bumped into by her at the royal garden night party, he didn't use such simple and careless words to perfuse her, the well-informed Princess Jiawen thought so.

But brother still has to give face, Shi Jiawen asked with an expression of 'so that's the case', "What's the business?"

Pei Ci thought this was the end of the topic, but Shi Jiawen didn't expect Shi Jiawen to ask. After looking at Hong Yao, he didn't explain in detail, but asked, "Do you know the relationship between Emperor Jing Mo and Hong Yao?" resentment?"

Hong Yao became a terracotta figurine and was trapped in the tomb of Emperor Jingmo. This must be the handwriting of Emperor Jingmo, but one is a book boy and the other is an emperor. With Yin Ci and the princess's house guarding him, he can't take revenge for the time being, so when he succeeds to the throne, he will order to kill him with a single knife. Why are people buried like pottery figurines? It can't be because he holds vengeance, right?

Pei Ci felt that there must be greater grievances hidden in the years that they hadn't recalled.

"Red medicine? Who is Hong Yao?" Shi Jiawen looked genuinely bewildered.

Hong Yao tapped on the table with her fingers: "Hong Yao is me."

Shi Jiawen looked at Hong Yao in surprise: "Boss, you are also from Jingchao?"

She thought Boss Hong was the lover her brother met after his reincarnation, so it turned out to be fate in the past life? !

Hong Yao nodded: "I used to be Yin Ci's book boy."

"Book...a book boy?" Shi Jiawen was startled again, and blurted out, "How do you look like a book boy?!"

"How am I not like me?" Hong Yao had just recalled some past events through a dream, and at this moment, hearing such words questioning his "professional ability" inevitably felt a little uncomfortable.

Shi Jiawen recalled Hong Yao's aura of frightening her with his brass ring and machete every now and then, pursed his mouth, and said in a low voice, "It's obviously nothing like it."

With that bloody power, can he be a little bookboy?

Hong Yao didn't care about the little girl just unearthed, said: "Did Yin Ci tell you about me?"

Shi Jiawen was puzzled: "If it's really just a book boy, why did brother tell me?"

She used to be the only Royal Highness Princess of the Jing Dynasty. When she met her brother, she always talked about poetry and poetry to serious literature. How could it be possible to talk about book boys.

Hong Yao looked at Shi Jiawen who was puzzled, and said meaningfully: "Then your relationship with Yin Ci should be very ordinary back then."

It's about brother-sister friendship, Shi Jiawen's eyes widened instantly, and he retorted dissatisfiedly: "My brother and I are naturally very close! You...don't talk nonsense!"

Red medicine spread out: "How can you not even know my existence if you are so close? Apart from other things, in terms of friendship, you are definitely not as good as the relationship between Yin Bei and Yin Ci."

Shi Jiawen was very unconvinced: "Yin Bei ran to the princess mansion twice in three days, and has been pestering my brother since I was a child, and I grew up in the palace, and my father didn't allow me to visit the princess mansion, for fear that I would disturb Aunt Yining... So I only have I can only see my brother during festivals or when my father summons me, so naturally... naturally there is no such thing as Yin Bei being familiar with my brother."

Seeing the expression on Hong Yao's face as expected, Shi Jiawen groaned twice and suddenly threw down a shocking thunder: "But my brother and I are biological brothers and sisters! How can he compare to his sorrow!"

"Brothers and sisters?!" During this period of time, Fang Chong, who has secretly poked and teased a lot of little knowledge, suddenly lit up... He seemed to smell the scent of melons!

Hong Yao was much calmer than Fang Chong. After looking back and forth between Pei Ci and Shi Jiawen for a few times, he said without changing his tone, "I can't tell."

Shi Jiawen realized that he had slipped the tongue, and his expression was not very good, so he whispered: "There are still some similarities..."

Hong Yao didn't comment on Shi Jiawen's cognition, and asked her directly: "So are you the same father or the same mother?"

Shi Jiawen lowered his head and remained silent.

Hong Yao was not angry either, and thoughtfully said: "It seems that Emperor Jingkang made a mistake."

Shi Jiawen suddenly raised his head and looked at Hong Yao in surprise.

Hong Yao said indifferently: "Princess Jiawen's mother and concubine Qin Concubine used drugs on the princess who was under the age of one to invite pets. Emperor Jingkang was furious and sent her to the cold palace. He died of illness the next year, and the princess was handed over to the childless queen to raise her... It stands to reason , the princess should have no impression or affection for her biological mother, right?"

"Then your silence just now can only be because of your father who loves you very much."

Shi Jiawen looked away, and said in a low voice, "Boss Hong knows a lot."

Hong Yao said modestly: "Live and learn, I don't mind knowing more, let's talk?"

Shi Jiawen pursed his lips: "The son never speaks of his father's faults."

Hong Yao disagreed: "Emperor Jingkang has died violently for more than 1000 years, and has been reincarnated countless times. As his daughter, if you chat with us, you are remembering him."

Shi Jiawen looked a little hesitant.

Hong Yao persisted and said: "What's more, this is related to Yin Ci's life experience, Ah Ci should be qualified to know, right?"

After finishing speaking, Hong Yao gave Pei Ci a look. Pei Ci understood, nodded and said, "I'm curious too."

Seeing what Pei Ci said, Shi Jiawen gritted his teeth and remained silent for a while, then said with a gloomy expression, "Yes, my brother and I are half-brothers and sisters."

Fang Chong suddenly realized: "No wonder Shi Jin in the illusion that day would lie on the wall of the princess mansion and tell Yin Ci Hongyao that he went to see his brother, so it turns out that he is really a brother..."

Shi Jiawen's expression turned cold, and he said mockingly, "Father only has one son and one daughter."

Fang Chong: "What do you mean?" Counting his boss's previous life, isn't it two sons and one daughter?

"It means..." Shi Jiawen said in a low tone, "My father's son, my elder brother, has always been only one."

Fang Chong: "..."

Oh shit!This is not the taste of melon at all!This fucking smells like a melon field! ! !