Chu Qiao's biography of cherries

"To be able to come out of the Hongshan courtyard unscathed, there is still some skill."

Cherry was not surprised. He knew that she walked out of the main entrance dignifiedly, and two guards were guarding the door. If Yu Wenyue didn't even know about this, he could just wash up and sleep!

"You have nothing to say." He asked without reason.

"Huh?" I'm waiting to hear what you say!Cherry froze for a moment, really couldn't think of what to say, guessing that he was bored and wanted to punish himself, so he said, "Please punish me, my lord!"

"Why should I punish you?"

"Because... the servant did something wrong?" Cherry said uncertainly.

"Where did you go wrong?"

"Slaves...don't know"

Where is she wrong?She ran out of Qingshanyuan privately, but Yu Wenyue didn't say she couldn't go out!

"You are also from Qingshanyuan. If you have anything important to ask me, why ask others?"

others?The prince will go crazy when he hears this, right?

Cherry froze for a moment before realizing what Yu Wenyue said embarrassingly, which made her have trouble finding him?Did she meet a fake Mr. Leng?

Yu Wenyue felt a little uncomfortable being watched by her, and took a sip of the tea, only to find that it was already cold.

"Go make a pot of tea."

"promise."

Cherry went out with the teapot.At night, there was no one in the kitchen, and it was not easy for her to pull people up when they were sleeping soundly.

She boiled a pot of water, put some tea leaves in the teapot, and poured boiling water into it.

You're done!

Anyway, that's how she drank it... that's pretty much it.

Yu Wenyue didn't notice that the color of the tea was much darker than usual, so he took a sip, but his good upbringing prevented him from spitting it out.

Cherry felt a chill falling on her body, and she didn't dare to say anything about the taste, it was clear from his face.

"My lord, why don't I make you another pot of tea?"

"No need!"

Yu Wenyue put down the teacup, he never wanted to try again.

"You can't even make tea, you're really useless."

Cherry thought that he had just tested the poison himself, and understood his feelings very well. Any edible thing she made with her own hands, except herself, even her own parents would not dare to eat.

"The servant girl will definitely practice hard when she goes back."

That's weird!She used to hear people say that cooking requires more practice, but when she invested dozens of eggs, the poached eggs were still fried like rice paddies, and she no longer believed that she could cook food that people could eat. thing. (forget about yourself)

"Life is like a fleeting moment, and you can't take your time. If you don't prepare before it happens, you will suffer a loss one day."

"It's just some small things, you don't have to worry about it all the time, right?" How bad is her tea that Yu Wenyue can mention over and over again?

"Small things are often the easiest to ignore, and they can change things beyond recognition."

Yu Wenyue spread out the scroll, and on it was a portrait, placed on the side of the cherry, and what she saw was a very exotic woman.

Looking carefully, it was a bit weird, with a strange sense of disobedience, which made her feel a little familiar.

Tsk... Isn't this a two-dimensional map?

Before Yu Wenyue could do anything, Cherry turned the portrait around, and what appeared in front of her was an old man with a beard.

"Young master, this is not a problem for me, is there anything else?"

She could see it, but it surprised him a little.Yu Wenyue took out another scroll, only half opened.

"What do you see?"

"A woman fell to the ground..."

"sure"

"Not sure." Cherry shook her head, "This woman fell on the ground, but looked up and looked behind... You are half spread out, there must be something else!"

Yu Wenyue spread out the other half, and where the woman was looking, a man stretched out his hand to her.

"I knew it! But these are common routines, and it is difficult to encounter them in reality."

Yu Wenyue was in a rare mood, and told her a story: Once upon a time, there was a master... Barabara...

The plot of the story is quite old-fashioned. The three disciples died vertically, and Jian went down the mountain.

"The servant thinks that Zong was murdered in an indirect way."

"Oh" Yu Wenyue raised her eyebrows, "Why? The room has already gone down the mountain, so how did you manage to kill him?"

"Anyone who picks himself too clean will become the object of suspicion. And because he has already been driven away, no one thinks whether he killed him. The servant thinks it is him, but he How to do it, the servants don't know."

"What you said is just your own guess, although you guessed it right..." Yu Wenyue took out a "magnifying glass" from a box

The figure in the picture was enlarged, and there was a silver needle next to Jian's sword that had not been noticed before.

"You guessed it right, these are the layout of time. The real manifestation is in the inconspicuous details. If it were you, even if you knew it was a conspiracy, how would you see through it?"

"Slaves must pay more attention!"

Cherry took a deep breath, so I still have to learn how to make tea in the end?She really has no future in learning this!

The author has something to say: I slightly adjusted the end of the previous one and changed some text.