Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 914 He knew very well that Xiaojiu fell in love with Yan Zhen

Wrapped in a swaddle was a baby who had just reached the full moon.

It is a small white and tender one, with its eyes closed tightly, and its small hands with meat pits clenched into fists when sleeping, round and fat like a small dough.

This is the evil seed of Su Jiu and Yan Zhen...

It's really ugly no matter how you look at it.

When he grows up in the future, he will definitely become uglier.

Xiao Tingchen's eyes were full of jealousy, and the narrow knife in his waist was unsheathed half an inch, and it was extremely sharp under the dim candlelight.

The blade pressed silently against the baby's neck.

He squinted his eyes, knowing very well that this little bastard would definitely die if he stabbed him.

only……

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at Su Jiu.

She slept soundly, her raven hair was scattered on the pillow towel, making her pale and thin face, Daiqing's brows were slightly frowned, as if she was experiencing some painful thing in her dream.

The anger in Xiao Tingchen's chest surged, the hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and he couldn't let go no matter what.

When the puppy died, she would definitely collapse and despair.

Even if he hated her, even if he resented her, he still didn't want to see her despair.

The man closed his eyes.

Resisting the impulse, he put the knife into its sheath, walked to the incense burner, and randomly threw an incense pill into the burner.

The sweet and warm fragrance quietly diffused, and Su Jiu and the baby fell asleep even more drowsily.

Xiao Tingchen picked up the swaddle.

He looked at the baby in distaste for a while, "This little bastard looks more and more uglier... Su Jiu, you are sorry for me!"

After speaking, he threw the baby under the bed like throwing a takraw ball.

He turned over on the couch and put down the tent casually.

Su Jiu's dream was long and intoxicating.

She felt as if she had turned into a flat boat, floating with the sea ups and downs, and the clear water stretched to the sky. She seemed to be stepping on the sea of ​​clouds again, and she couldn't tell the direction in a daze.

The pain spread quietly.

She cried aloud in her sleep...

It was dark before dawn.

Xiao Tingchen stepped out of the tent refreshed, fastened his belt casually, bent down and took out the swaddling clothes from under the soft couch.

"Tsk, the little bastard's physique is pretty good, he didn't catch a cold after sleeping on the floor all night..."

He raised his eyebrows, threw the baby back on the couch, and disappeared into the bedroom in black smoke.

Su Jiu fell asleep for a long time.

She didn't wake up until noon, only to feel pain in her waist and back, and she felt uncomfortable everywhere.

However, she didn't think deeply, and called the maidservant to come in to freshen up, and it was already noon when she was dressed up.

Yan Zhen had lunch with her, "It's dark clouds outside, I'm afraid it's going to be the first snow this winter. I don't think you're very energetic, why don't you go for a stroll in the garden?"

Su Jiu nodded.

Yan Zhen took a thick sable fur cloak and tied it on her, then took her hand and walked along the carved corridor to the garden.

Su Jiu admired the scenery outside the corridor, and said in a soft voice: "Now the two countries are fighting each other with their own winners and losers, but if it drags on for a long time, it will be very detrimental to us in southern Xinjiang."

"Yes." Yan Zhen nodded in agreement.

Dayong has vast resources and rich resources, and there is a Xichan female country to help out, while southern Xinjiang is only a tiny place in comparison. If the war is prolonged, it will have a hundred disadvantages but no benefits to southern Xinjiang.

His face was stern and serious, "So what is Xiaojiu going to do?"

Su Jiu narrowed his eyes.

She stood still in a garden pavilion, Yubai's little hand stretched out the railing, "The north wind is blowing now."

Yan Chen didn't know why.

Su Jiu raised his head and smiled at him, "The only advantage in southern Xinjiang is that it has countless poison medicine doctors that the Central Plains has never had before. I plan to unite all the poison doctors in southern Xinjiang to poison Dayong's army. Of course it is not a deadly poison. , but a slight toxin that hinders them from marching to fight. If things go on like this, they are not satisfied with the climate and have no intention of fighting. Naturally, we in southern Xinjiang can win this war without a fight. We can win the victory while avoiding the loss of life, why not do it?"

Yan Zhen understood.

No wonder Xiaojiu just tested the direction of the wind, because many mild poisons can be spread by the wind.

When the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, the poison doctors are almost assembled. At that time, the south wind is at its peak, which happens to blow from south to north, and they can sit firmly in Qingcheng and use poison to make Dayong lose without a fight.

"Xiaojiu Bingxue is smart, I am ashamed of myself."

He smiled gently, with admiration and pampering in his eyes.

Su Jiu tilted his head, "They're all crooked ways that don't make it to the public, and they can't be compared with you guys who fight on the battlefield."

She has always been humble.

But Yan Zhen understands that no matter what, this method is indeed the most worry-free and labor-saving method.

The garden was silent, and a few strands of cold wind blew by, bringing down a few pure white snowflakes.

But in the blink of an eye, the fine snow is falling, which is extremely holy and beautiful.

Su Jiu tugged Yan Zhen's sleeve in surprise, "Look, it's snowing!"

Yan Zhen didn't look at the snow.

He stared at the little girl's side face. When she smiled, her brows and eyes were crooked, her deer eyes were always clean and clear, but the slightly raised eye ends were indescribably alluring.

The skin is like fat, and the lips are like rouge.

It's better to be a country and a city.

Yan Zhen's eyes revealed a tenderness that he had never seen before, and he gently took Su Jiu into his arms, "Is it cold?"

Su Jiu shook his head obediently, "I like snow..."

"Cooking wine in the snow is the most elegant, and you should like small wine. I asked the maid to prepare something."

Soon, elegant bamboo curtains hung down on three sides of the pavilion.

A wine pot was warmed on a small red clay stove, and several small dishes were prepared on the table.

The aroma of the wine filled the air, Yan Zhen personally poured a cup of hot wine for Su Jiu, "This is Qingcheng's unique rice wine, it is very nourishing to drink warm, try a little wine?"

Su Jiu took a sip and held the wine cup in his arms again.

very warm.

She quietly raised her eyes and looked at the opposite side. The tall and stern man had a very dignified posture when eating wine, and the corners of his brows and eyes were gentle.

She felt that this man was warmer than warm wine.

The two people in this room are enjoying the snow in the pavilion, on the pavilion in the distance.

Xiao Tingchen sat on the window sill, dangling his legs expressionlessly.

Peach Blossom Eyes fixed on the gazebo, he caught every move of the couple, not even the fleeting joy in Su Jiu's eyes escaped his eyes.

He knew very well that Xiaojiu fell in love with Yan Zhen.

It is not the liking between brothers and sisters, nor the appreciation between monarchs and ministers, but the purest throbbing of a man and a woman towards each other.

The man squinted his eyes, and the snowflakes evaporated and dissipated when they were half a foot away from him. The evil spirit all over his body was like a burning flame, which burned others as well as himself.

Jiang Dai'er came over with a small enamel-colored hand stove reserved, and said softly: "Is the emperor looking at the snow?"

"No, looking at you."

"Oh, what's so interesting about her... Your Majesty really loves to joke..."

"Miss Jiang is more beautiful than Luoxue, of course I have to appreciate it carefully."

Xiao Tingchen was absent-mindedly talking about love, his dark eyes were always on the gazebo.

Jiang Dai'er's cheeks were flushed, she was shy for a while, and suddenly remembered the business, "By the way, the emperor, the minister has already conveyed your intention to the father, and the father said that if you promise to make the minister a noble concubine, then he is willing to join Dayong. "

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