Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 663 That position is reserved for my heart (4)
It's just that she was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, and she was not good at it herself, so she was impatient in trying to make a living. Yin Zhan watched from the side, but she was joking with a look of enjoyment.

"When you disarm and return to the fields, at least we have to live next to each other!" At that time, he leaned on the couch, covered his smile with wine, and his tone was loose like a joke.

After hearing this, she didn't think much about it, and couldn't help but tease: "How could it be? Our general's mansion is complete on the left and right, and there is no place for you to accommodate a magnificent palace in that small courtyard." ?”

"Don't you want to spend your whole life with those people under the same roof?" He knew that there was a lot of rift between her and those people in the Liao family.

"That's right!" She smiled contemplatively, with no other distractions, carefree and easy.

In fact, when he said this at the beginning, he was already hinting in a dark way.

The so-called living next to each other is to enter the house, meet her from time to time, and stay with her every moment.

It's just that she didn't understand it at that time, so that she never thought about it later.

He leaned there, watching her clumsy barbecue movements but kept enduring it. After a long while, he said seriously: "Your cooking skills are really not very good. You really have to practice hard later."

"Doesn't this kind of thing depend on talent?" She shrugged, disapproving, "I think my hands are more handy when catching a knife and killing someone."

"Killing on the battlefield will always come to an end. If you only talk about the present, you are good at catching knives and killing people, and I don't want them to be idle like this." Moved over, watching her hands intently.

In fact, there is still a big difference between men and women in the subtleties. Even if the body shape can be covered by thick armor, but for example, eyebrows and hands and feet——

Maybe they don't care if they pass by a soldier once in a while, but she and him bow their heads and look up. The secret about her identity has not been a secret since long ago.

She disguised herself as a man and entered the military camp. This was a serious crime of deceiving the emperor. He thought that it would eventually be exposed and cause a catastrophe, but he kept turning a blind eye to not expose her.

It's just that this matter is not trivial, and anyone who knows about it and does not report it may be implicated in the future, so he didn't mention it, and she didn't point it out. She always avoided this topic.

The meat he ate on New Year's Eve that year was probably the most unpalatable meat he had ever encountered in his life. Even when a piece of venison with poor appearance was put on the table, he hated it and didn't want to touch it. Instead, he used it for the first time. Looking at her with an unusually serious and solemn expression, he said, "Is it true that you can't improve your craft?"

"I'm afraid it will be difficult." She was stunned by the unprecedented serious expression on his face, and after a moment of silence, she laughed dumbly, "But I don't know for sure, maybe one day I will have nothing to do...then just wait and see." Well, if one day I can take off my military uniform and wash my hands to make soup, I will definitely call you over and give you a bowl to taste, as long as you don't run away in a hurry."

It is helpless to say that although she and Su Lan grew up together, her mother taught them that they were never selfish, but it happened that Su Lan was raised as a famous lady who was top-notch in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is useless.There are a lot of things that she is not willing to learn with her heart, but that she is really mediocre and not diligent.

It is true that what she said was just self-deprecating, and he saw it and laughed teasingly.

"Your hands, are they really so clumsy?" He said lightly, and he was about to grab her fingertips to see.

She hurriedly avoided it calmly, looked at her callused palms repeatedly, turned her head and said with a smile: "My hands are used to holding butcher knives, someday I'm going to cook with a kitchen knife, I'm afraid that cooking a pot of beef can make you taste like meat, that would be bad."

"Why do you—" His words got stuck in his throat, he was in a dilemma, stared at her for a while, and finally couldn't hide the excessive embarrassment and boredom, "Why is it like this—this—"

"Don't understand the style?" She thought to herself, but there was only a faint smile on her face.

I am really used to seeing the iron-blooded battlefield. Those leisurely times when I was young are hard to imagine. Even if one day, she can leave this battlefield to kill, she will be sad to go back to the old days, because the so-called time is always irreversible. The same is true of the state of mind at this moment and that moment.

What she walks under her feet is always just a road of no return. It used to be like this, and it is still like this now.

After tidying up his scattered thoughts, Song Chuxi turned around and was about to walk in the direction of his tent, when he saw the man wearing a moon-white brocade robe standing in the shadow not far behind him.

Song Chuxi's footsteps stopped abruptly, and she frowned slightly to look at him.

Yin Zhan didn't know how long he had been standing there, the shadow of the tent fell down, covering up the real expression on his face just right.

Song Chuxi looked at him silently, and after a while, she walked towards him and stood in front of him.

"When are you going to leave?" Yin Zhan spoke first.

Because it is not sure whether Situ Ningyuan can really solve the Gu in Yin Shuzhong, this matter is imminent, and it is best not to delay any longer.

"Your Highness—" Taking a deep breath, Song Chuxi said helplessly, raised his eyes, looked directly at his face, and said bitterly: "Actually, you really don't need to do this. For some things, the past is the past. You It should no longer be a responsibility and a burden, I—"

Although she urgently needs some help and benefits, but——

She didn't want to owe favors, and she didn't want to repay them.

He wants to keep him at a respectful distance, but why is he rushing to send charcoal at this time?

Song Chuxi will feel more and more despicable, especially when facing his stubborn temper, he is almost ashamed.

"So what do you say? Are you sure you can't accept my intentions?" Yin Zhan confirmed, although he tried his best to control, but the tone of his mouth was still obviously self-deprecating.

In his life, he had never been so humble in front of anyone or anything, but only in front of this woman, he had never lacked confidence.

"Those are in the past." Song Chuxi said, almost dumbfounded, "What do you want me to accept? I don't doubt every word you have ever said to me, but the time has passed after all. You Do you want me to tell you about the old days? Those things, even if I still remember them, I don’t have the qualifications and position to bring them up again. When you look at me now, don’t you feel strange and awkward? Those past events and times , has long since ceased to exist. Didn’t you always know it? From the day I married into your royal family, you knew that it was impossible. At that time, you had already let go, so why bother now? Revisiting the past? Under the circumstances back then, we were all involuntary, not to mention our respective identities and positions now? Do you want me to go against my heart and bow down to your Beidi Yin family again? Or Want me to ask you against your will to break your oath to your father and rise up and become a traitor of Beidi Yin clan?"

(End of this chapter)