I wish for a long time

It is still the familiar gazebo, or the familiar summer scene, the sun is shining brightly, but there is an occasional breeze in the gazebo, Xu Lai.

Ye Jiu sat on the stone bench, picked up the cup, put it down again, repeated several times, and the person on the other side frowned slightly.

Chu Sheng insisted on the teapot and ironed two more cups, and said casually, "Do you have something on your mind?"

Ye Jiuwen paused for a moment, came back to his senses, and replied absent-mindedly: "Ah, no, it's all right."

Seeing this, Chu Sheng concentrated on pouring the tea, then pinched the mouth of the cup with a tea tong, and poured it out, "Miss Xue has been living in Xiyin Palace, and few people come here on weekdays, even if you are the emperor, you won't get close, your lord Don't worry."

Chu Sheng's voice was steady beyond his age, but his voice was still a little soft and light, which sounded special.

Ye Jiu nodded slightly, "Thank you princess."

Chu Sheng obviously paused, her eyes glanced at Ye Jiu's half-sagging cheeks, and a strange flash of light flashed in her eyes, but she didn't say anything, and started fiddling with the teapot again.

Ye Jiu only saw the movements of her hands, the skill of making tea was comparable to that of his own Shao'er.

I am afraid that the eighth princess has already practiced countless times in her heart.

She felt a little emotional in her heart, if she hadn't had a firm belief in imitating performances for more than ten years, she might have become a fool sooner or later.

"Princess Eight, what's the problem?"

Ye Jiu thought about it, and asked this question.

She really didn't understand why Chu Sheng would hide it from everyone, even being bullied by others, and she didn't know why she chose to tear off the disguise at this time.

Chu Sheng raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Jiu, and said calmly, "If you don't have him, you can survive."

Ye Jiu frowned secretly. If she only wanted to survive, then after Chu Shishen succeeded to the throne, she could resume her original life, but on the contrary, she lived a little harder because of "stupidity".

Chu Sheng saw that Ye Jiu still refused to let her go, and he was still trying to get to the bottom of it. She chuckled lightly, "Young Master cares so much about Ben Gong, could it be that he has taken a fancy to Ben Gong?"

Ye Jiu was choked for a moment, and she quickly waved her hands, "Don't dare, it's because I'm being rude."

After all, the person in front of him has saved his life several times, so why should he doubt it? Who doesn't have a few things on his mind that are difficult to explain in detail.

Chu Sheng looked at Ye Jiu's retreating appearance, the smile on her lips froze slightly, but then she lowered her head again and poured tea as if nothing had happened.

The tea soup has been steeped for a long time, and it is a bit bitter.

"Marquis of Zhenyuan, you are enjoying your leisure time."

After finishing speaking, Chu Shishen quickly stepped into the pavilion, and Ye Jiu hurriedly got up to salute.

"No courtesy, no courtesy," Chu Shishen glanced at the two of them, and smiled, "Marquis Zhenyuan is so arrogant, but let the dignified eighth princess pour tea and water for you, I don't have such treatment."

Chu Sheng smiled, Ye Jiu glanced at her, and said with a sneer: "The eighth princess is superb in craftsmanship, so those who are able should work harder."

Chu Shishen snorted, and sat next to the two of them, "I asked you to find it, but is there any news?"

Ye Jiu knew that he was referring to the antidote for Hundred Sun Soul, but after two days, he still had no clue.

She could only shake her head, "Not yet."

Chu Shishen frowned, and tapped his fingers on the table, "At the moment, the Tai Hospital has no cure. It just relies on some precious herbs to delay Miss Xue's toxicity, but this is not a long-term solution."

Ye Jiu heard the words and asked back, "How is she now?"

Chu Shishen said "hmm", "After waking up yesterday, the pulse condition has stabilized, but it will take some time to heal from the arrow wound."

Ye Jiu grabbed the robe on his lap, hesitated a few times, and asked, "Well, can Qingchi leave the palace?"

Chu Shishen's face froze, he glanced at Ye Jiu suspiciously, and said in displeasure, "Does your family have panacea, or a master doctor, why do you always want to take Miss Xue out?"

Ye Jiu's expression didn't change, but he was flustered in his heart, stiffened his neck and said: "Qingchi's relatives are now at my house, and I'm very worried when I hear this. I think Qingchi also wants to see his family, so..."

Chu Shishen raised his brows slightly, "What's the problem? Miss Xue is injured and can't move around. You just let them enter the palace."

Ye Jiu sighed deeply when he heard the words, Cuihua, I'm lost.

Chu Sheng watched clearly from the side. She continued the tea for the two of them and said lightly: "Miss Xue is in Xiyin Palace, I will take good care of her."

After finishing speaking, her gaze stayed on Ye Jiu's face for a moment, then she lowered her head again.

Ye Jiu was startled for a moment, hesitated for a moment, pursed his lips and said, "Thank you Your Majesty for your compassion, and thank you Eighth Princess for taking care of me."

Just now, she understood the look in Chu Sheng's hand.

The amber pupils have gentle ripples, as quiet as autumn water, and as colorful as the light of a lake.

——With me here, you can rest assured.

For no reason, she believed in this eighth princess who could count the number of times she met with two hands.

She said she could do it, and she would definitely do it.

Ye Jiu simply picked up the tea and sipped it. After a moment of silence in the pavilion, she clenched her fists and said, "Your Majesty, the matter of King Mu has been settled?"

Chu Shishen glanced at her, "That's right. Chu Shangzhang beheaded and punished the five clans. King Mu was imprisoned in the prison of Dali Temple. Anyone who helped the king and refused to listen to the advice will be beheaded."

Ye Jiu trembled when she heard the words, she pursed her lips and said lightly: "The explosion in the south of the city..."

Chu Shishen seemed to understand what she was thinking, and answered, "You mean 18 Mizhuang?"

Ye Jiu was taken aback, so he could only laugh along with it.

"The Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple have sent people to investigate. Although 18 Mizhuang has not been investigated, it is really framed by someone. It is understandable. Besides, it has done a good job in disaster relief a month ago. This time, it will punish all the rice and food for the victims. Housing repair costs, and three years of military rations."

Afterwards, he waved his hand, "As for the shopkeeper... just let it go."

Ye Jiu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, it seemed that Bei Xiao had escaped a catastrophe.

"Well, I saw that the general who defended the city was quite innocent at that time. He even gave up his life to save the people. Could it be possible to pay off the crime?"

Ye Jiu didn't dare to plead for mercy directly, so he had to remind Chu Shishen in a circumstantial way.

Chu Shishen's face immediately changed when he heard that, and he snorted coldly, "To make meritorious deeds? The entire capital was almost toppled by him. How many lives does he have to be deserving of meritorious deeds!"

If it wasn't for my own arrangements, I'm afraid there would have been howling in the palace.

Ye Jiu's heart trembled, only to hear Chu Shishen say coldly again: "Fortunately, he has nothing to do with King Mu, otherwise, he might not even be able to leave a whole body behind."

Ye Jiu fell silent after listening, completely silent.

She had thought that this matter might be more difficult, but she did not expect Chu Shishen's attitude to be so firm.

Chu Shishen glanced at Ye Jiu, and said in a deep voice, "Whether it's you or Xiao Lanfeng, there are some things that you shouldn't ask, so don't ask them."

"Love returns to love, but there are some bottom lines that cannot be crossed."

……

Hou Mansion, small courtyard.

"Sister Shao'an, this one."

Jiang Peiling sat in the pile of books and threw the book in the distance.

"it is good."

Qi Shaoan reached out to catch it, flipped open the cover neatly, and quickly looked at it.

Seeing this, Jiang Peiling stretched, propped up her eyelids that were about to stick together, and picked up another book.

"There's not even a single word about the Hundred Sun Soul. I've already memorized these books, okay?"

Hearing Jiang Peiling's wailing, Qi Shaoan raised his head, with a hint of apology in his eyes, "Peiling, go to sleep, leave it to me."

Jiang Peiling shook her head, "No, Miss Shao'an, you don't know medical skills. If you miss something, you won't be able to help brother-in-law."

Qi Shaoan pursed her lips, and had no choice but to lower her head and look carefully.

"Hey, Pei Ling, this elixir can be reversed."

Qi Shao'an started a random conversation, and successfully brought Jiang Peiling, who was about to fall asleep, back to the brink of waking.

Jiang Peiling leaned over and took a glance, "Oh, yes, this is called the technique of counter-supplementation, which can reverse the types and dosages of herbs based on patented medicines, but this method requires a lot of experience and some inexplicable luck. OK."

She said with a sigh, "It's not that we haven't thought of this method, but the materials used for the Hundred Sun Soul are not only complicated, but the key is that any mistake will be another kind of poison. Luo Shenxian can't save him either."

Jiang Peiling yawned and shrugged, "Besides, we can't even see the shadow of the pills they take, so what's the point of denying it?"

Qi Shao'an nodded half-understanding, seeing that Jiang Peiling had regained his sobriety, he calmed down and continued to look through.

After about a stick of incense, Jiang Peiling suddenly asked: "Sister Shao'an, brother-in-law has already stayed in the study for a long time, nothing will happen."

Qi Shao'an heard the words and looked out the window, the diagonally opposite window was opened at an angle, and one could vaguely see the person sitting in front of the desk.

She pursed her lips, glanced at the book in her hand, and said softly, "I'll go and have a look."

……

Ye Jiu sat blankly at the table for nearly two hours, and she shut herself here after lunch.

She quietly looked at the small object in her hand.

A small jade fan pendant lay quietly in her palm, shining brightly in the sunlight.

She didn't know what it was like.

This fan pendant was originally begged by her to be a life-saving talisman for Shao'er, if something happened to him one day, she would be able to save her no matter what.

However, she never thought that Second Brother Qi had an accident first.

Today in the Imperial Garden, Chu Shishen's meaning was very clear, and Xiao Lanfeng might have already begged for mercy after hearing this, but he still didn't change his mind at all.

She sighed slightly.

At this point, there is only one way to save my second uncle.

"Ajiu?"

Qi Shaoan pushed the door open and came in, holding a small teacup, walking slowly.

"Iced sour plum soup, try it."

When Ye Jiu saw her coming in, he subconsciously hid the fan pendant, but then he thought it was not stolen by himself, so why hide it.

In the stagnation of breathing and breathing, Qi Shao'an saw her panicked movements clearly.

"What is in your hand?"

Qi Shaoan raised her eyebrows slightly, and raised her chin slightly, signaling her to be honest.

Ye Jiu pursed his lower lip, put the jade pendant on the table, and said helplessly, "It's just a fan pendant, nothing unusual."

"Fan pendant?" Qi Shaoan picked it up and looked at it for a moment, with a teasing smile on his lips, "Which girl gave it to you?"

Seeing her malicious and dangerous eyes, Ye Jiu quickly waved his hands, "How could it be, His Majesty will reward you."

Seeing this, Qi Shaoan fell silent, and no longer asked any more questions. She pushed the teacup towards Ye Jiu, "It's still iced."

Ye Jiu let go of what was on his mind, took it quickly, lifted the lid of the tea, and a cool plum fragrance wafted out.

She pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Qi Shao'an with softer and more relaxed eyes.

From the corner of her eye, she saw the luster of jewels on the top of her head, Ye Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and then he bent his lips and smiled, "It's beautiful."

Qi Shao'an didn't understand what she was talking about at first, but then he realized that he caressed the wooden hairpin on top of his hair with his white fingers.

"I just hope that my brother is all right, so I can rest assured."

Ye Jiu's hand holding the cup trembled, she was silent for a moment, and drank half a cup of sour plum soup in one gulp.

"Yes, it will."

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