Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

Xu Zhaosu's hands are beautiful, with ice muscles and jade bones, ten fingers are slender, and the index finger that has been practicing for many years has a thin cocoon, but it has been locked in the dungeon for too long, and it has become somewhat deformed under the erosion of the cold.

Some nails embedded in the meat had to be picked out. Shi Qingyue went to find a knife and placed those thin hands on his knees.

"There may be a little pain. Your Majesty can bear it for a while."

There was a sneer from the top, with some inexplicable sarcasm.

She has suffered all the suffering in the world this year. What is the pain? It seemed as though she felt sorry for her.

Shi Qingyue ignored this deliberate sneer and moved very lightly. He carefully cut out the corners embedded in the meat with a knife, and trimmed the rugged nails neatly.

In the end, a small piece of the index finger pierced very deeply into the meat, and when it came out, the blood stains flowed along with it. Without thinking, Shi Qingyue passed that white finger into his mouth.

Xu Zhaosu was lazily basking in the sun, wanting to see what other tricks this man had. He was caught in his fingers or was taken aback, and one of his arms froze and did not dare to move.

The sun was fine, the mouth was warm and moist, and the tip of his tongue swept lightly on the wound. Xu Zhaosu was inexplicably involved in his heart, and he was in a trance with tearing pain.

It seems that the female gentleman's fingers stopped when she felt inappropriate and was about to take it out, and her voice was also cold: "Did Gu let you vomit it out?"

Shi Qingyue: "..."

The habitual movement is nothing, and I don't know where Xu Zhaosu can make up for it again.

Xu Zhaosu felt bored. When she first admired her, she wanted to give the whole world to her eyes. She dismissed it. Now that she looks like this, she came to be careful to please her, so she wouldn't be humiliated by her dignity—

When she was about to say something, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside. The maid stopped at the back of the porch. Seeing this, she suddenly stopped her sound and knelt on the ground with a long thump, and bowed her head deeply.

Heat quietly climbed to his cheeks, but did not dare to look up.

In the spring afternoon, the national teacher flirted with His Majesty or something, can they see this kind of thing? !

This is definitely not his own, so he should have come to Shi Qingyi to come to Yuming Palace. What happened to him in such a hurry? Is it an aunt?

Xu Zhaosu's thoughts turned sharply, his face was gloomy, but for a long time he only heard the helpless voice around him: "The maid came over to find the maidservant. Can the maidservant vomit it out?"

Although the voice was lowered, it was still particularly pronounced in the deserted courtyard.

The downturned palace lady's face was even redder, and she couldn't wait to bury her head in the soil, pretending that she hadn't seen anything.

"roll-"

The angry voice of the female monarch spread across the entire Yuming Hall in an instant, and when the footsteps really left her face darker, she stretched out her hand and threw the Tang lady beside her.

The broken porcelain was like a true heart that couldn't be recovered in the sun. Xu Zhaosu's heart was ups and downs, and he didn't know what to think of, and his five fingers clung to the blanket on his lap.

Yaotong looked for a broom and carefully cleaned up the debris, desperately reducing his sense of existence. After a long time, he heard the female gentleman say: "Let's check it out, what's wrong."

Yaotong hastily cleaned up and ran away. The female monarch's mood was gloomy as if it was about to rain. He felt terrible just by staying here, and he didn't know how the national teacher who accompanies your majesty all the time is going through it. Here.

Bah, that treacherous minister of Shi Qingyue must have a conspiracy to swallow!

Xu Zhaosu was in an extremely bad mood that day. When delivering the medicine, he even smashed the medicine bowl three times to persuade him to drink but didn't drink it at the end. The medicine boy came back hurriedly when he stayed up until midnight and bit his head and entered the hall.

Regarding the female monarch's eyes, the lights in the hall were dim, and only a vague outline was reflected, thin and lonely.

The person who heard the sound turned his eyes from the shadows, his eyes were heavy, perhaps because the light in the night was not so dazzling, and the lady's eyes were not covered with tulle, but they looked so lightly, all with a gloomy cold.

Yaotong quickly lowered his head and told himself that it must be an illusion. He just seemed to have seen disappointment in his majesty's eyes?

"Your Majesty, it's found out that it is Master Jing'e who has come down the mountain."

The people on the couch stunned, and Yaotong answered cautiously: "Shi Qingyue is still speaking with Master Jinge in Mingze Hall, maybe..."

"May not come today."

What fell in response to his voice was the crisp sound of the female gentleman holding the Tang Po in her hand.

—

In April, it had just cleared and it started to rain again within two days. A white horse galloped from outside the palace and stopped in front of the Mingze Hall.

The court ladies and eunuchs had only faintly heard that the female Taoist chief who was far away in Zhongnan Mountain was a master of the country, but they had never really seen it. At this moment, they only heard a sound of "Yue", and the horses' hoofs had been raised and splashed with countless dust and mud.

Everyone dodged and dodged, and finally a court lady tried to put a big cloak on the woman in the wet clothes, but was held by a cold hand.

"Jing, Jing Calyx Road is long—"

The Taoist aunt is not scary, on the contrary, it can be called a good-looking sentence. Even without the powder, you can see the beauty of the eyebrows and eyes, but the expression is dull, with a silent chill.

"No," she just took the big cloak and put it on herself, moving cleanly, "Take Taxue to feed the students, and let the national teacher come to see me quickly."

Vigorous and resolute, it can be seen.

It took a quarter of an hour for the national teacher to arrive late.

Shi Qingyue listened boredly to her master in the temple. He said that the master was only in his early thirties. He was dressed in a light blue Taoist robe, and his wide cuffs were embroidered with a few flying bamboo leaves. Unspeakable fierce.

She grew up in Zhong Nanshan and was brought up by this woman, who taught her to sing poems and poems. Later, she was taken down the mountain by Xu Zhaosu, until she was burned alive and never met again.

—At least, this was the case the last time he performed the mission. This time Xu Zhaosu's affairs have changed, and I did not expect that there will be other changes.

The fragrance of tea in her hand curled up, and the eyes of the woman in plain clothes trembled: "I didn't expect you to remember that as a teacher, I liked to drink Yangyan Gouqing."

The tea shape is curved, the strips are tight, the color is emerald green, and the soup is clear and bright. It is indeed a rare good tea.

"Master's preferences are always in my mind," Shi Qingyue took a sip, slightly bitter, she thought about it, and quietly pushed the tea farther away. Sure enough, she still likes to eat sweets.

"Qingye, your teacher didn't want to intervene in your affairs..." Cha Gai snapped on.

I didn't want to, but I wanted to intervene.

Shi Qingyi sighed inwardly and unconsciously sat up straight.

"A few years ago, Your Majesty wanted to take you down the mountain. As a teacher, he failed to save you. Later, all sorts of karmic events, you never thought about being a teacher. I only treat you as a teacher, but now you let her out—"

"What do you want to do?"

With a thud, Chunlei broke the surface of the ancient well without waves, and shattered the still calm mirror, just like the pieces of broken tea cups.

—

Xu Zhaosu had a nightmare.

I dreamed that Sitianjian was going to suffer a catastrophe when she was 18 years old. The courtier suggested that she go to Zhongnan Mountain to pray for blessings. She didn’t believe this, but a serious illness almost killed her that winter. The worried veteran had to go after persuasion.

The wind and snow in Zhongnan Mountain were continuous, and the white snow covered the mountains, far away from the noise of the world, and away from the singing and dancing. She originally wanted to behave and went back, but did not want to be assassinated in the mountains.

The opponent was coming fiercely, and the guards she brought were greatly reduced in the vast snow mountains. They walked and fled, and were rescued by a woman in white when they were about to be unable to go out.

A lingering white robe looked like the wind and snow that never melted all the year round. He stretched out his hand to support the female gentleman's arm, but refused to get closer, and his voice was just cold: "Be careful."

The high-ranking female monarch raised her head when she heard the sound, and the woman's three thousand green silks were simply tied by a wooden hairpin. She was dressed in a plain white clothes that did not touch the crowd, but she had surpassed the countless stunning beauty she had seen in these years without applying the powder.

Fall in love at first sight, nothing more than that.

Later, Xu Zhaosu remembered that he had missed one sentence for a lifetime, until the white-clothed girl let go, and the female monarch never recovered.

The disciples of Zhongnanshan never go down the mountain. They have lived in the mountains for their whole life. The female monarch is obsessed with ghosts for a while, and she wants to bring the immortal people into the world, and accompany her to see the prosperity of the world and the mountains and rivers.

Shi Qingyue was the only disciple of Master Jing'e, and he never agreed to it at the beginning. She could not afford to kneel in front of the female emperor's gate because of this, but the female emperor was determined not to let it go.

There was a heavy snowfall, and an hour later, the girl in white clothes came with her sword in her arms, her face calm and cold, she nodded slightly, and said: "I'll go with you."

So the wind and snow all over the courtyard seemed to fade away and the warmth of spring blossomed. The female gentleman personally opened the door to greet him, but only saw Shi Qingyue carefully supporting the long kneeling Master Jinge up, and then kneeled down and bowed three times in an upright manner. , Never looked back at her from beginning to end.

She stood quietly in the wind and snow for a while, and caught Shi Qingyue’s hand in the past. At that time, she was the king of the world, and she never missed what she wanted. .

She also thought that she would not let it go if she caught it, and it would be impossible for her to let it go all her life.

Later, Xu Zhaosu always thought, or it was wrong at the beginning, that the things that were forced were not come willingly, and were destined to be backlashed.

Therefore, the palace change was so violent that she couldn't breathe. She sat in the Yuming Hall and listened to the soldiers from outside. The fire burned from one end of the palace to the other. The sweetheart she held in her heart broke into the Yuming Hall with a sword. .

Then came the dark cage. The leg bones became disabled in the ice and snow. The eyes gradually became unable to see. The frostbite on the body broke and healed, healed and regenerated, and the pus and blood rotted like a mass of silt in a place no one knew. on one's last legs.

"Do not-"

She opened her eyes suddenly, her heart ached, and she almost couldn't breathe. She was covered with endless cold sweat behind her clothes. She dampened her clothes. She stroked her back with a very soft voice. It took a long time for her to clearly distinguish it from the busy sound. sound.

Even if she turns into a ghost, she won’t forget the voice—

Today's national teacher, Shi Qingyue.

The voice was soft: "Your Majesty, it's all dreams, not real...Don't be afraid..."

Before she could finish her words, a cold hand suddenly climbed up like a poisonous snake, and accurately strangled her throat. She couldn't see anything in the darkness, only the sound of rain dripping outside the window, and spring thunder bursts.

"What do you want to do? Want to kill me?"

The voice was cold and bitter, like a poison that could see the blood in the throat, and after a while, she became crazy again, even in the dark, Shi Qingyue could see the crazy cold light in her eyes.

"—Still want to follow her?!"