Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 1110 One day, I will go to the Central Plains to see

Su Jiu was so hairy from his smell that he couldn't help but stay away from him, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, please respect yourself."

"Sister is so timid..." Lu Zhi reluctantly moved towards her again, "There is no marriage restriction in the ghost prison, a good man can have many women at the same time, and similarly, a good woman can also have many men. Sister Undoubtedly very good, you can consider donating a few men."

These words are really treasonous in the Central Plains, and the barbarism of the ghost prison can be seen.

Su Jiu lowered his head and crushed all the spices, "Because there are no laws and moral constraints, there are often crowds, fights and bullying in ghost prisons. Do not pick up lost items on the road, do not close the door at night, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, this is the real prosperity of the world.”

"Sister is wrong. The world's resources are limited, and it would undoubtedly be a waste to spend them on the weak. Only by following the law of survival of the fittest can the world be prosperous and strong."

Su Jiu glanced at him, "Nonsense."

Lu Zhi smiled lightly, "Sister is the one who is wrong."

Su Jiu took out a delicately embroidered sachet, carefully put the spices in it, and added a small Gu worm along the way.

This kind of Gu insects can rely on spices for food. If the sachet is worn on a person for a long time, the fragrance will paralyze the nerves of the person, and the Gu insects will sneak into the skin of the person along the clothes, quietly snatching the vital organs of the host. Nutrients until the host dies unexpectedly.

"It smells so good..." Lu Zhi sniffed it, and the smile on his face became wider, "Who is this sachet for sister? Why don't you make me one too?"

Su Jiu hid the sachet in the drawer, "The sachet is a very personal thing, how can a daughter's family make it casually and give it to a man? The king should not be joking. Now that the snow has stopped, you should hurry back to the bedroom."

Lu Zhi shook his feet, picked up a bowl of tea and sipped it lightly, showing no intention of leaving.

It was already the fifth watch, and seeing the sky outside the window was about to brighten, Su Jiu was so sleepy that he didn't have the energy to talk nonsense with him.

She ignored Lu Zhi and got into the bed curtain to catch up on sleep.

Lu Zhi supported his hand with one hand, "It will be dawn in one hour, and then I have to go to the court to listen to those people's noise. Sister, can you tell me about the interesting stories of the Central Plains? .”

Su Jiu turned over and covered his ears with a pillow.

This man is so annoying, and he is so unruly, even the order to evict him is useless.

"Sister, I want to hear the story, your hometown—"

"Don't talk!" Su Jiu interrupted him, frowned and thought for a while, and said seriously, "I'll just say one thing, and don't bother me after you finish."

"Okay." The young man responded with a smile.

Su Jiu thought for a while, "I was born in the south of the Yangtze River, where there is a kind of tree called the camphor tree. Every family will plant a camphor tree in the yard when their daughter is born. When the daughter grows up in the future, we will saw off the tree. For the luxuriant camphor tree, the best craftsmen were invited to make and carve a box as a dowry. When a daughter gets married, she hides silk in the box, which means staying with her husband forever..."

The girl's voice was soft and soft, like the falling snow on the branches, but it was three points sweeter than the falling snow.

Lu Zhi listened carefully, and a blurry scene appeared in his mind.

He became blind not long after he was born. He only read from books that Misty Rain and Xiaoqiao Liushui in the south of the Yangtze River are very famous, but he didn't know what Misty Rain and Xiaoqiao Liushui were like.

The scenery of camphor trees planted everywhere must be beautiful, and those cages carrying expectations must be very delicate and auspicious.

I really want to see it...

He wandered away, and Su Jiu gradually fell asleep as he talked.

The fifth watch is drawing to a close.

There is fish belly white outside the window, and the dawn of the first snow is always bright and clean.

The boy's fingertips gently stroked the tung oil paper covered on the winter window, the light of the morning sun danced on his face, his blind eyes were dull and empty, but his bright red lips were raised in high spirits.

"One day, I will go to the Central Plains to see..."

The boy's whispers were swallowed by the morning wind.

It was already noon when Su Jiu woke up, and Lu Zhi didn't know when he left.

She stretched, washed and dressed, and was about to fan the concubine with incense and decoction, when the concubine Cixue rushed in.

The girl pulled off the bead curtain and said sharply, "Su Jiu!"

Su Jiu didn't even raise his eyes, he turned around and walked towards the couch by the window, "Miss San is here, I'm not far away to welcome you."

"I ordered people to check you and Master Hou. Did Master Hou pursue you before?! Master Hou was exiled to the ghost prison by Xiao Tingchen because he eloped with you! Bitch, you seduced Master Hou!"

Concubine Cixue hadn't slept for about a night, her eyes were black and her face was grim.

She raised the whip, and mercilessly whipped it towards Su Jiu's back!

Su Jiu was caught off guard, took a whip, and suddenly fell on the Arhat couch.

She was lying on the small table, and Fei Cixue rushed forward in two or three steps, grabbed her by the hair, "Su Jiu, I want to destroy your face and tell you to seduce him again!"

Su Jiu just laughed.

"why are you laughing?!"

"Miss San is ignorant. If Xie Rongjing hadn't eloped with me back then, how could you have had the chance to meet him? Miss San should thank me."

"You... use your strong words!" Fei Cixue was furious, and suddenly pressed her head and slammed Xiaoji heavily!
Su Jiu's forehead was instantly bruised, and fine beads of sweat oozed from her fair and tender face from the pain, but she still maintained her dignity.

She took out the sachet from the drawer, and casually hung it on her belt, "A word of advice to Miss San, Xie Rongjing has never liked wild and domineering women, Miss San should do whatever she likes."

Fei Cixue was attracted by the sachet in her hand.

It is pure carmine satin, embroidered with wishful cloud patterns with gold thread, and has a refreshing sweet fragrance.

Ghost Prison does not have such exquisite gadgets.

She snatched the sachet, "It's mine!"

Su Jiu's face was pale, and his long and slender eyelashes trembled violently. He supported the little girl with both hands so as not to make him fall, "Miss San likes it, just take it. I still want to make medicine for the empress. If there is a delay, even Even Miss San is the empress' younger sister, so I'm afraid she won't get any good results."

Concubine Cixue's complexion changed, her elder sister valued children the most, and she had no evidence to do anything to Su Jiu, so she had to leave angrily.

Su Jiu watched her go away, and finally couldn't bear the pain, and fell to the ground exhausted.

Her forehead and back hurt, and she was sweating in bursts. She raised her sleeve and wiped her face, feeling a little thankful that she did it earlier.

Otherwise, one day Fei Cixue will suddenly come over and beat her up, and she will die soon!

……

The news of Concubine Cixue's death came half a month later.

Su Jiu was fanning incense for the concubine to feel the pulse, when the palace maid rushed in in a panic, knelt down on the ground with tears hanging down, "Niang Niang, the third lady has gone!"

(End of this chapter)