This is a poppy shell. Just add a little to make porridge every time, it will taste extremely delicious and you will become addicted to it without realizing it.

Eunuch Du was covered in sweat on his face, and he shouted as soon as he entered the door, "The emperor was furious and said that the breakfast tasted wrong today. Who made this porridge?"

Master Qin looked confused, "I made it. I have cooked breakfast for the emperor for twenty years, and I have never made any mistakes. Has the emperor's taste changed recently?"

After saying this, he looked back at Xiao Chengzi standing in the corner, with a expressionless face and no sign of anything strange. Master Qin even thought to himself that he was very attentive, but he did not see the cold light passing through Cheng Pengfei's eyes.

When it was late at night, Cheng Pengfei quietly came to the East Palace and knocked on the door with his fingers three times.

The door opened silently, Wushuang's snow-clothed black hair, her eyebrows and eyes were quiet, which was completely different from the gentle person in the daytime.

"Sister, Pengfei did everything as his sister told me!" Cheng Pengfei said seriously as an adult.

Wushuang nodded: "Pengfei, you have done a good job. Have those eunuchs bullied you?"

Pengfei shook his head and said proudly: "Sister, they can't bully me, I'm very terrible~"

Wushuang smiled with a rare gratitude and touched Pengfei's head and said, "Be good, go to bed early!"

Pengfei whispered, wanted to say something but didn't say it, and retreated unhappily.

Why do you always touch his head and treat him as a child? He is ten years old!

Zhuifeng knelt silently on the ground: "Master, lightning is back, there is news."

Wushuang waved his hand, and lightning suddenly appeared in front of him like a shadow.

"Master, Prince Anran was killed and was in prison."

Wushuang frowned slightly and asked slightly anxiously: "Is it serious?"

Lightning shook his head: "It was just an act of taking the opportunity to cause trouble. I believe Cheng Shenglong would not do anything to him. He was only imprisoned for three months, and was afraid that other people would not be able to help but frame him in prison."

Wushuang has a long palace veil embroidered with a wide collar embroidered wisteria flower, and a wide belt embroidered with a wide waistband. She is like a lotus flower coming out of water, and she is like a willow in the wind. She is so charming that the autumn water is the god, and she recognizes the pear cloud as the bone. She is clearly a thin and beautiful woman.

But when the moonlight intercepted the cold light in her eyes, it suddenly made people feel a chill on their backs and they never dared to underestimate her again.

"Since that's the case, you must try to enter the prison and protect the prince." Wushuang said lightly.

"Yes, master!" Lightning was ordered and disappeared immediately.

Looking at Zhuifeng who was still kneeling on the ground, Wushuang raised his eyebrows: "Is there anything else?"

Zhuifeng hesitated for a moment, raised his eyes, bit his lip and said, "The master is hurting himself, and now he is committed to the enemy. Zhuifeng is not worthwhile for the master. If the master wants him to die, his subordinates will solve the problem for the master."

Wushuang's eyes flashed with a cold light and she said coldly: "You have talked too much today!"

Zhuifeng's heart tightened suddenly, and he was sweating like rain for a moment: "Master, my subordinate is just--"

"Okay, just step down if you have nothing to do. Pay close attention to Dongfang Hao's movements, and don't forget to contact Tang Shaoyuan!" Wushuang said lightly with his back to Zhuifeng.

Zhuifeng nodded like a dead person and disappeared silently.

The invisibility technique of chasing the wind is actually a kind of ninjutsu. It can automatically hide its body when Wushuang doesn't need it, but he is always close to Wushuang's body.

Wushuang sat in front of the bronze mirror and looked at the corner of his mouth. He was as cunning as Dongfang Chen, who was as cunning as her memory? If she didn't start over, there was a deep-seated gap between them. How could she cross and serve directly?

Why didn't she kill him now? Because he owed her too much, the result she wanted was to make him have no children, no country, no power, no power, and no power, and become the most tragic man in the world.

Her fingers slowly tightened and with a sound, a golden phoenix hairpin was broken by her.

Wushuang adjusted her mood, threw away the old broken hairpin, took out the map and started drawing.

I pretend to be too tired during the day, and I can only concentrate on doing things at night.

When Zhuifeng told his subordinates to come back after finishing their work, Wushuang had already fallen asleep on the table, and there was still an unfinished map under her. Because it was late at night, the room was very quiet, and the only thing that accompanied her was the swaying candlelight.

Dongfang Chen asked her to sleep, but Wushuang said that the emperor should have the rain and dew, so he would go to another palace.

Wushuang then had time to plan her own affairs. In fact, after the last palace transformation, she had already deeply understood that sometimes a woman's toughness is not the most powerful weapon, and weakness is the most lethal weapon.

Because your weakness will make people unprepared and open to accept, and you can give a fatal blow to the closest to your heart.

Zhuifeng walked to the table, looked at her face, her eyes obsessed, and she looked at her for a long time, for a long time. He leaned forward tentatively, took a step forward, stretched out a hand at her, quietly stroked her face, and gently stroked her cool cheeks like a beautiful jade. The soft and smooth touch made his heart tremble suddenly, and the bone-eroded numbness came into his heart, gently, stroking it over and over again.

The faint fragrance floated in the slightly cold air, and the swaying candlelight roamed them, leaving a layer of darkness. Her ink-like eyelashes trembled slightly, but she did not wake up.

The cold fragrance in the air was like a charming and charming medicine, which made his mind blank at this moment, and his heart and eyes were full of her. He gently drew her lips with his fingertips. When she fell asleep, her lips were slightly chubby, extremely cute. So soft and so rosy...

He can't see enough of such beauty... Why does he like her so much? He knows that falling in love with her is so dangerous... She is not gentle, not understanding, and even cold and ruthless, but he can't control his heart...

He gently put on a brocade robe for her, and Zhuifeng retreated quietly.

As long as you like, I am willing to fulfill your wish at any cost, because only when you are close to you can you know how hard you live!

When I woke up in the morning, my arms were sore. Wushuang folded the map, took a shower and changed his clothes, and then changed his Wing Chun fist alone. Then he changed into the palace outfit. He ordered the maid Gao to combed a ginseng phoenix bun, put on the golden jewels that Dongfang Chen gave to avoid the cold, picked up a brocade dress with dark red gold thread embroidered hibiscus, and a turquoise hibiscus jade pendant that Fengluo Kingdom tributed on his neck. He jumped away with a red gold ring on his wrist and walked out of the way.

She didn't like these Rosso's things at first, but in order to meet the situation, she had to dress up for it.

The Lantern Festival has passed and the spring is gradually revealed.

The tender willows are yellow and the grass is green. Wushuang is enjoying the scenery along Yuyang Pool, and she doesn't want to meet Su Murong in front of her.

Su Murong was disliked by Dongfang Chen for the last incident and was demoted to change clothes. His rank was several levels lower than Wushuang. This time, when his enemies met, Su Murong wanted to avoid it, but saw Wushuang laughing and stepping forward.

"Where are you going, sister?"

Su Murong really hated her so much that she bowed her knees and said coldly: "I have lived in the cold palace for a long time, and I'm just wandering around and passing the time. How could the Queen be so fond of her? I don't have time to spare for a moment."

Wushuang was not angry and chuckled, "I often advised the emperor to go to his sister's place to sit. Has the emperor never been there?" Wushuang sighed, "How can the king's love last forever? If you are happy, you will be rich and noble, and if you are tired of it, you will be abandoned like a broken man. You are flirting with the new and old. Today you will be favored with a golden house, and tomorrow you will be ruthless and ruthless, and you will be with a sword. Does my sister think that the best thing is to be honored and favored?"

When Su Murong heard that Wushuang had lost her memory, she tried it several times. Sure enough, she saw that she was not as angry as before and did not hold grudges. She couldn't help but feel relieved. Now she heard Wushuang tell the truth again, and lowered her head and silently.

Wushuang stretched out his hand, and there was a red petal in the middle of his palm, and he chuckled: "This is called the 'helping flower'. Only one in his mouth can stimulate love/desire and inherit the emperor's grace."

Su Murong said with a smile: "Since ancient times, I thought that the harem would kill each other for favor. How could you be so kind to give me this thing?"

Wushuang smiled mysteriously and said, "It would be a bit fake to say that I would like to let all the sisters fall into the rain and dew, but you are the most outstanding among the concubines and are very sensitive in nature. But you don't know that Meiren Li is already pregnant with a dragon seed, but this is not pregnant. If you can pregnant with a dragon seed, you will also share some favors and prevent Meiren Li from growing up. This is the basis of balancing the palace fighting."

Su Murong was suddenly shocked. Meiren Li was actually pregnant?

Wushuang saw her in amazement and suspicion, put the petals in her hand, smiled faintly, and walked away slowly.

The palace maid Yan'er asked inexplicably: "Empress, this Su Murong used to treat you-"

Wushuang waved his hand to stop it: "I forgot everything in the past, you don't have to mention it anymore."

Yan'er obediently agreed: "Yes, Empress."

Dongfang Chen read the memorials and found Wushuang. Suddenly, he saw her coming beautifully, and couldn't help but smile and greet her.

"Where did you go? I'm asking me to find you for a while!" Dongfang Chen raised his eyebrows slightly and said coquettishly.

Wushuang smiled slightly and said, "When you see spring coming, just walk around. Has the emperor been in court?"

Dongfang Chen said: "The best, I am thinking today that there have never been many emperors who have won the same ranks of beauties. I can be considered as the best of both worlds. I lie drunk on the knee of a beauty and wake up the sword of killing people. I really enjoy my life!"

Wushuang lowered her head and said without saying a word, but saw Qiannuo coming towards her and said respectfully: "Emperor, the Empress Dowager has invited me and said there is something urgent to discuss."

Dongfang Chen glanced at Wushuang and said, "Let's go together!"

Wushuang gently held Dongfang Chen's hand, and there was no trace of strangeness on her face: "Okay."

When the empress dowager saw the two of them holding each other, she couldn't help but snorted coldly. When she looked at Wushuang's gentle smile, she was even more angry. However, today there was a happy event, so she stopped saring Wushuang and smiled at Dongfang Chen.
Chapter completed!