The sadistic beauty has taken a fancy to me [Transmigration Book]

"I'm afraid." Zhu Jiuci hummed in a trembling voice, and another bead of sweat fell down the fingertips of the Holy Spirit.

"What are you afraid of?" Ming Huang's figure approached, staring at him with a pair of eyes, Ambergris approached faintly.

"Afraid that I will kill people like hemp, disregarding my life?"

"Afraid that I would be cold-blooded and ruthless, and would not hesitate to let thousands of soldiers die for the sake of a mountain?"

Zhu Jiuci didn't speak, and silently raised his neck, accepting the fact that he was manipulated.

Mei Xunxue let go of her fingertips, and turned to fiddle with the tassels hanging from the soft curtain.Zhu Jiuci looked at the past, his white fingertips slid across the flowing silk thread, lingeringly brushed the slender knuckles, and then fell from the midair, swaying gently.

"I believe in wishing you well."

So Motuoshan thirteen offensive, he will not die.

"Yan Ning said that wrinkled fingertips will recover, have you even forgotten?"

Zhu Jiuci raised his eyes, and Mei Xunxue looked at him.

It is still the gentle emperor, the emperor who has to carry too much burden and has to move forward.

He trusted General Zhu, even more than the general's children.

The tassels swayed lightly, and the cuckoo crowed outside the window.

"Zhu Qing will not lose." Mei Xunxue got up and left, her bright yellow sleeves brushed across Zhu Jiuci's face, carrying ambergris.

The capital city in July is much hotter than usual, and all palaces are rushing to send people to get ice, but this year the war was wasted, the national treasury is tight, and even necessary items such as ice cubes are also tense.

Langxiu Palace was not troubled by the heat, and the ice cubes sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs were almost inexhaustible. Zhu Jiuci had to send Anian to return some of them every day.

The sun outside the hall became more and more glaring, and it almost melted the vegetation in the courtyard, but the glazed water well took the opportunity to show its crystal and translucent, showing off dazzling brilliance all day long, casting the colorful glazed shadows on the side flowers.

Ah Nian leaned out from the mottled light and shadow, with his hands resting on the edge of the well, almost like a ghost that just crawled out of the bottom of the well.

Zhu Jiuci watched him play through the carved window sash, his forehead hurt again, and he closed the window sash casually.

"Don't close it, little grandpa!" Ah Nian was crying and howling outside.

Zhu Jiuci covered his ears, and after a while he couldn't bear to open the window again, only to see A Nian lying on the glazed well with a long rope in his mouth and a wooden barrel in his hand.

"What treasure did you find again?" Zhu Jiu said helplessly.

"Young master is really right! It's really a treasure!" Ah Nian spit out the rope, jumped out stepping on the edge of the glazed well, happily ran forward with the wooden barrel in his arms, and tiptoed the wooden barrel outside the carved window sash. The barrel was held up to him.

Zhu Jiuci glanced at it: "What are you hiding the ice for?"

"Young master, be more careful and quiet?"

Zhu Jiuci poked his hand in and pushed aside the crystal ice cubes with his fingertips, only to see an equally exquisite glass vase buried in the crystal clear ice water.

"This is……?"

"Hey!" Ah Nian got excited and turned over from the window sash, Zhu Jiuci managed to dodge so as not to let the brat hit him with a bucket and someone.

"Young master, does it look familiar?" Anian carelessly put the ice bucket on the table, and the water splashed the long poem that Zhu Jiuci had just written.

Zhu Jiuci pinched the glass bottle and turned it around, but he didn't see any tricks, so he pulled the cork away, and a familiar sweet fragrance came to his face, and his eyes trembled.

A Nian took advantage of the opportunity to bring a white jade plate, slightly pressed Zhu Jiuci's wrist, the bottle poured out, and the treasure inside fell out.

Ice crystal clear, soft and waxy.

"Is the little father-in-law greedy for glutinous rice cakes? Thin ice is the most delicious in the first half of summer!"

Zhu Jiuci swayed, his eyelashes fluttered like butterfly feathers, he wiped away the tears in a panic, and grabbed Ah Nian's sleeve: "Where did you find it?"

"The bottom of the glazed well." Anian wondered why he asked knowingly.

"No," Zhu Jiuci said anxiously, "I'm asking, who put it in?"

Anian didn't answer, but just held the plate forward: "Don't you want to taste it, young master, I haven't eaten since Mr. Liang left."

Zhu Jiuci was still anxious, but seeing Anian's expectant gaze, he suddenly suppressed his emotions and squeezed a piece into his mouth. It was crystal clear, sweet as honey, and it was the taste in his memory.

Seeing that he was finally willing to taste it, Ah Nian happily put down the plate.

"I haven't told you all this time, but I just wanted to wait for the ice to be available in summer before I can taste the rice cakes. Otherwise, I'll keep you waiting. I feel so bad!"

"It was the day Jiang Shizi entered the palace! It is said that he found some amazing secret recipe from the glazed cup in the Duke's mansion, and the holy emperor handed it to the imperial dining room, and then hid it for you until the ice is released in summer." eat."

"What do you think, young man, is it authentic?" Anian smiled and leaned forward, gulping at him.

"Authentic, very good." Zhu Jiuci bit the tip of his tongue, almost unable to hold back his tears.

Ah Nian became silly again, and was still talking non-stop: "Very good! Very good! As expected of a famous chef in the Imperial Dining Room, I finally learned ten percent of Mr. Liang's skills!"

Anian rolled his eyes, clapped his hands and continued: "But it's no wonder, it's said that the secret recipe of the glutinous rice cake was written in eight pages, and even a ten-year-old child can make it as close as possible!"

Zhu Jiuci nodded, took another slice and ate it, teardrops hung on the tip of his eyelashes, and fell down in a blink of an eye.

"How come half the plate is gone!" Ah Nian exclaimed, picked up the jade plate and jumped to the side, "The secret recipe says, you can only eat five slices, if you eat too much, you will accumulate food."

Ah Nian complained: "Young master, how can you be so greedy..."

Zhu Jiuci suddenly lowered his head and laughed, biting the soft glutinous glutinous rice cakes in his mouth and trembling with laughter.

"What's the matter with my little grandpa... It's not that I won't let you eat..."

Zhu Jiuci shook his head.

It's okay, I'm just so happy.

I was so happy that I thought that person was by my side.

I was so happy that I tasted a piece of glutinous rice cake made by someone else, and I wished I could go to the south to find him.

That person was really lenient, he even had to set the number of slices of glutinous rice cakes he ate.

Not at all.

"Bring it here." Zhu Jiuci raised his hand.

Ah Nian walked back hesitantly, Zhu Jiuci snatched it away, and put a few pieces of soft glutinous glutinous rice cakes into his mouth.

"Slow down, little father-in-law! Be careful not to choke!" Ah Nian was anxious.

I wish you a long time to leave, and eat happily with the jade plate in your arms.

If he was choking, would he be able to see that man rushing in in a panic and hitting him on the head.

"Xiao Jiu is greedy again?"

"I won't do it next time."

"It's useless to cry."

"Hum and haw won't work either."

"Forget it, let's not take this as an example."

"Xiao Jiu, I made rice cakes, come and try them."

Zhu Jiuci put down the jade plate, his fingertips trembling.

It's July, and the heat in the south should come earlier than in the north. I don't know if that person can bear it.

How can a beauty who can't bear the heat even get through the days of marching?

In the desert wilderness, if you are greedy for cold, where can you find ice?

Perhaps Zhu Jiuci ate enough glutinous rice cakes during the day, and Zhu Jiuci seldom used his dinner. If it weren't for the emperor in bright yellow dragon robes sitting across from him, he definitely wouldn't have stuffed the remaining pieces of cloud cakes into his mouth.

Mei Xunxue put down the jade chopsticks, rubbed her fingertips on the gold and jade tabletop, wondering what she was thinking.

Fuzheng observed the words and demeanor, and at a glance, he saw that Long Yan was displeased, and resolutely retreated to a long distance to stay away from right and wrong.

Zhu Jiuci foolishly stayed where he was, not knowing that there was already a disturbance on the opposite side, and he was still fighting wits and courage with Yun Pian Cake.

"Don't eat if you don't want to eat." Mei Xunxue said.

Zhu Jiuci raised his head, saw His Majesty's gaze, and finally put down his chopsticks and stopped poking at the poor pastry.

The Holy Majesty took a sip of warm tea, and said slowly: "Recently, the guards reported that someone was wandering outside the Duqing Hall."

When Zhu Jiuci heard it, he immediately became anxious, and immediately leaned over: "Who is it!"

Now everyone is staring at Proton, anyone who moves secretly is a potential danger to Pei Heng.

Mei Xunxue put down the teacup leisurely, and said surprisingly: "It's you."

Zhu Jiuci was speechless.

"minister……"

"Go see him."

Zhu Jiuci did not expect such an ending, and when he realized it, he was already standing outside the Duqing Hall.

Qiqi, the heavily guarded soldiers, turned their backs and opened the wide palace door to him.

Eunuch Fuzheng put the candle cage on the ground beside him, and gave him a blessing, which was considered to have fulfilled his duty of leading the way.

Zhu Jiuci stepped into the palace gate, surrounded by warm yellow candles, and the person who was gently wiping the piano in front of the table looked up at him. He was stunned for a moment, and the silk handkerchief fell to the ground.

"Little... grandpa?"

Zhu Jiuci ran forward and grabbed his sleeve, stroking him up, down, left, and right: "Have you lost weight? Are you okay these days? Has someone bullied you?"

Pei Heng laughed, and grabbed his hand to keep him from moving: "I'm a little fatter, didn't the young man notice it?"

Zhu Jiuci stopped his movements and raised his eyes, staring at his face for a while: "It seems to be a little fatter."

Pei Heng burst out laughing: "My little father-in-law raised him, can he not be fat?" He led Zhu Jiuci to sit down, and handed him a cup of tea, "Too many pastries were brought today."

Zhu Jiuci blushed, he ate glutinous rice cakes greedily during the day, and all the pastries for lunch were delivered.

"Eat all?" he asked.

"Yes." Pei Heng nodded, "We must not waste it."

Zhu Jiuci drank tea with a guilty conscience, "It's wrong for you to eat so much."

"How can you be wronged?" Pei Heng smiled and shook his head, then got up and carried the guqin, then picked up the silk handkerchief that fell on the ground, shook off the dust and began to wipe the piano again.

Zhu Jiuci saw that the corners of the veil had been stained with dust, and couldn't help but said, "Why don't you use a new one?"

Pei Heng was still wiping the piano without looking up: "His Royal Highness Du Qing only has this silk handkerchief, where can I find a new one?"

Zhu Jiuci was surprised, but realized that he had said something wrong and hurriedly wanted to explain. Pei Heng stopped his words and continued: "This guqin is expensive, so you have to use a silk handkerchief to wipe the ashes. Worse."

He threw the handkerchief aside, put the guqin on his lap, and brushed the strings with his fingertips: "There is a new handkerchief next to it, but this is the silk handkerchief, so we can only use it."

After Zhu Jiuci listened, he tried his best to toss up his sleeves, Pei Heng held him down, "You don't need to look for it, this veil is enough."

"Can--"

"Why is the young master becoming a mother-in-law again?" Pei Heng patted the back of his hand, retracted his hand and stroked the strings again.

"Thank you, little master."

Zhu Jiuci bowed his head: "I'm sorry."

The sound of the piano was cut off, Pei Heng said: "I thank you, you apologize, what kind of answer is this?"

Zhu Jiuci pinched his own sleeve sadly: "I can't help you in the palace, I can only wrong you to be trapped in the Duqing Palace, endure that—"

"Thank you, little lord." Pei Heng interrupted him gently, "If there is no little lord, Pei would still be eating green leaves at this moment."

Zhu Jiuci burst out laughing: "It was really all vegetarian a few days ago?"

I really don't believe that the Holy One is serious with a little proton of him and doesn't give him food.

Pei Heng nodded: "But it's all my fault, I said on purpose that I don't want to eat meat, I didn't expect you to misunderstand."

Zhu Jiuci felt relieved, lay down on the table, rested his chin on the back of his hand and watched him play the piano.

"How is the little prince these days?"

"Ah."

"It doesn't look very good." Pei Heng concluded.

Zhu Jiuci opened his mouth to refute, but Pei Heng continued: "You and I have known each other for more than ten years, I can't hide what's going on in your little head from me."

"Still worried about me?" Pei Heng put Guqin aside and looked at him seriously.

Zhu Jiuci nodded, lowered his eyes and looked lonely.

Pei Heng sighed, "If that's the case... can my little father-in-law help me?"

Zhu Jiuci's eyes lit up immediately: "What's the matter? I can definitely help!"

Pei Heng said: "Self-restraint is enough, and I can no longer follow the Taiyuan Hospital out of the palace. The flowers and plants in the Zhiton Mansion are about to wither. This month, I am only worried about this. If the little father-in-law waters the flowers and plants for me, Pei Heng will be fine." Heng is not worried about anything anymore."

Zhu Jiuci Ding Lingling nodded, "It's simple and simple, and wrap it on me!"

Pei Heng laughed: "Young master, don't you worry?"

Zhu Jiuci nodded happily.

It didn't take much trouble to go out of the palace. After all, not long ago, Zhu Jiuci had been in the West Market for more than [-] days, and he had a good fight with the unruly people. Ready.

Zhu Jiuci was so moved that his eyes were full of tears, and was kicked out of the palace by the Holy Majesty.

The Proton Mansion is located in a quiet street. Now that the North-South War is raging, the front of the Proton Mansion is not quiet. From the east corner to the west corner, Zhu Jiuci saw no less than ten kinds of rotten vegetable leaves, and countless rotten egg shells.

It has to be said that the common people love and hate the proton so much that even in the days of war, they would save the last bite of food from the whole family and throw it outside the proton's mansion.

Zhu Jiuci bypassed those rotten vegetable leaves, stepped on a big rock and turned in the familiar way.

There are not many flowers and plants, but they are carefully cared for.

Under the scorching sun, he seemed a little wilted.Zhu Jiuci fetched water from the well, and put the heavy bucket in front of the poor flowers and plants. He didn't find the water scoop, so he took cold water with both hands and sprinkled it.

The cool well water fell on the branches and leaves, rolled into crystal drops, and the grass and leaves immediately became alive.

Zhu Jiuci was happy in his heart, this flower and plant is really tenacious, a little water will shake off the branches and leaves for joy, it is so easy to feed.

He picked up another handful of water, and suddenly there was a stabbing sound from the top of the wall, he turned to look over, and a black shadow jumped down from the top of the wall, with a bright knife piercing his eyes, straight to kill him!

Before he could dodge in time, Zhu Jiuci splashed water on him in panic, the man turned his wrist, and the water splashed everywhere.The bright knife swung past, and the tip of the knife barely brushed against Zhu Jiuci's neck, causing a cold pain.