Have You Written Your Will Today?

  Chapter 301 is... am I being passionate?

  The charm of the night is becoming more and more intense, and the bonfire is glowing hot red. The column of smoke was faint, and Shen Hua was roasting by the fire, and the warmth made her eyes narrow in comfort.

  The girl leaned lazily, without manners. But it's also unusually pleasing to the eye.

  The alcohol here is too light. She drank a lot, but remained sober.

  Cui Yun wiped Cui Rong's oily mouth with a handkerchief. Calculate the time again. Slowly said: "Tomorrow, I have to go back to Shengjing, and it will be several days' drive, so let's rest early."

   "Why are you going! I didn't even see you take a sip of the wine I poured for you!"

  Cui Yun picked up the wine cup with a calm expression. With bone fingers like jade, he raised his emotionless eyes clear and shallow, and his voice was warm and pleasant.

   "Congratulations, son."

  After writing the four words, he put the wine cup to the corner of his lips, lifted his fingertips up, and the sweet wine slid down the tip of his tongue, and the man drank it all in one gulp.

   These four words, like a sharp sword, pierced Ji Huo's fragile heart without hesitation.

  He understood it.

  Cui Yun didn't suffer at all.

  Cui Yun sent Shen Hua back with her head drooping, saying that she hadn't played enough, but her resistance was futile.

  After half a stick of incense, the girl was about to enter the account, when the voice of the man who sent him back was slowly carried by the wind.

"Good night, sweet dreams."

   Shen Hua responded perfunctorily.

"oh."

  Cui Yun looked at the girl: "It's your turn."

  Shen Hua:? ? ?

  She frowned and looked at Cui Yun: "I was crazily proposed to marry you, so I can't avoid you. How can I say goodnight to you?"

  Cui Yun looked at the girl's awkward and angry eyes, raised her head and stroked the center of her eyebrows.

   Once, twice.

   "That's really because I made things difficult for Mrs. Shen."

   "It's natural."

  Shen Hua couldn't help thinking of something again, and her tone was even worse: "I didn't count on you for calling me indiscriminately just now!"

  Cui Yun looked at her: "What are you calling? Ma'am? But I never named her."

  Shen Hua's anger snapped.

  She stared blankly at the person in front of her. The neck flinched.

   "Yeah... I'm being self-indulgent?"

  Cui Yun looked at her lazily: "No, Mrs. Shen has this awareness."

"fine."

  Shen Hua:? ? ?

   No, no, no, she must have been led astray by Cui Yun. Accidentally got seated.

   After teasing his cat, Cui Yun walked back to his tent with a happy expression.

  As soon as the curtain was lifted, there was a strange smell in the tent.

  Cui Yun paused for a moment, dissipating all the smiles. Shen Jing went to the coffee table to sit down, then grinded the tea, whisked it, and boiled the tea in a leisurely manner.

   "The third prince has recovered from his injuries?"

   Ji Tran, with his back turned to him, slowly turned around: "I came here uninvited, you are not surprised."

  The tea was gurgling. Soon, the aroma of tea filled the room.

  Cui Yun said quietly: "Duyun Maojian just arrived. Try it."

  Ji Tran stepped over, took the tea from Cui Yun, and took it to the tip of his nose to smell it.

  Cui Yun looked at him: "No poison."

   Ji Zhuan paused: "You worry too much."

  He sat down opposite Cui Yun: "The first sip of tea I drank when I was young was made by my concubine mother. She said she learned it from her uncle. It's even the tip of the hair. I haven't tasted it for many years, so I can't help but miss it."

  He lowered his head and moved the lid of the tea, but his voice was deep and deep.

   "Hou Cui is investigating me?"

"yes."

  Ji Zhuan smiled half-smile: "You're not hiding anything."

  Cui Yun slowly poured himself a cup of tea. The fingertips rubbed the complicated texture of the cup wall.

   "The third prince came here tonight, and he didn't pretend to be."

  Ji Zhuan heard this sentence, but laughed again in a cloudy way.

   It is said that Concubine Shao at that time was beautiful and charming, and her son looked similar. Ji Tran is thin and thin, but his eyebrows and eyes reveal the richness of the future.

   "Then why not tell me, what have you found?"

   "Not much, but not less."

  Cui Yun smiled indifferently: "Well, why should I tell you?"

  Ji Jiquan was not angry at all, he seemed to be reminding him that seeing a crime is a common thing.

   "I don't know what Cui Hou said? People who are too curious will die sooner."

  Cui Yun's black eyes were deep, and he was not afraid at all, but instead he overwhelmed Ji Tran in terms of momentum. Seeing that the tea in Ji Tran's hand had run out, he didn't forget to fill it up again.

"Yeah?"

  He said coolly: "This Marquis is really terrified."

  Ji Tran:…

   Soon, the tent fell into dead silence

  People who practice martial arts can hear the footsteps of soldiers patrolling in the distance. At this hour, many high-ranking officials and dignitaries have already gone to bed.

  Cui Yun's camp is naturally good, with a good location and complete furnishings. Unlike Ji Zhuan's camp, there is only a couch, and as long as you turn over, you can make a soft creaking sound.

  Ji Tran accepted these injustices calmly. I don't know how long it took, but when he opened his mouth again, the previous tension was gone.

   "During those years when I was a proton, I didn't think about coming back alive at first."

   At that time, his life was far worse than it is now.

  He was sent out of Daqi, and all he faced were rough faces. The language is different and the customs are different. But this is not the most terrible.

  Not long after he arrived, he was bullied and put into a kennel and iron cage.

  —The little beast from Daqi should be with the beast. Why raise him as a human being?

  The bowl with a thick layer of dirt was kicked in, and the rotten food spilled all over him.

  —Dog things, why don’t you eat them! Don't leave a single grain, it's better to lick it clean.

   Everyone enjoys it.

   After all, even if he died, Da Qi would not make a big fuss about it.

   "Back then, your father was silent and secretly watched me from thousands of miles away when I was seriously ill and wanted to die."

  Cui Yun squinted his eyes.

  Ji Zhuan's eyes were smeared with warmth: "He sent something that is extremely precious to me."

  "His kindness, I will remember it in my heart."

  Since that day, he has learned to bow his head, flatter, and grovel.

  He did not forget that there were hundreds of lives in Huai'an Palace.

  He will always remember Concubine Shao whispering in his ear over and over again.

  —Yu'er, your uncle loves you the most. As soon as you were born, he personally forged two golden locks, one for you and one for your aunt's womb.

  —Ji Changchang framed him! At that time, you were only one year old, and the Huai'an palace was full of corpses, and your aunt's child who had just given birth and hadn't opened his eyes died along with it.

   Concubine Shao's sanity also became sober sometimes, and sometimes confused.

  As long as the emperor does not appear.

  She can still hug Ji Tran, combing his hair gently.

  Every time she sees the emperor and is pressured and loved, she will fall into madness. Will pinch Ji Tran's neck.

  —I always think about you outside in the cold palace, lest you get sick or hungry. So I flattered him and finally got out of the cold palace. I raised you myself, but why should I bear it for you? Why don't you die!

  As long as she is docile, Emperor Xie will naturally love Ji Wu and Wu will treat Ji Ji well.

  If the prince has it, Ji Tran has it, but if the prince doesn't, so does Ji Tran.

  (end of this chapter)