After Being Dedicated To the Tyrant By My Brother

After Xiao Lian made a table of fragrant meals, she left the small courtyard where Ji Ruoqing was located.

The phrase "follow the clothes and hide your merit and fame" to the extreme, only the fragrance of the food that keeps drifting into the house, sneaking into Ji Ruoqing's nose, seduced her and felt hungry all at once. Reel.

After being in a coma these days, she hadn't had a good meal, had no soup, and drank a bowl of such bitter medicine. Now she only feels that her belly is empty, especially bleak.

Ji Ruoqing suddenly sat up from the bed, opened the quilt and walked out: "Brother, let's go eat..."

Ji Ruoyu's hand that was touching Ji Ruoqing's head froze in mid-air, and the smile on the corner of his lips solidified again.

He still didn't say anything, straightened up, and said quietly, "Okay."

Then she wore a white robe of Yue, with the indifferent appearance of Guangfeng Jiyue, and followed Ji Ruoqing to the main room.

This yard was only bought temporarily by Ji Ruoyu. Later, he remembered that Ji Ruoqing was in a coma every day.

So compared to the simple and cozy bedroom, the hall is a bit rudimentary. The surrounding walls are empty. There is only a set of mahogany tables and chairs placed there, a little lonely.

However, the few dishes on the mahogany square table made the whole house different.

Ji Ruoqing didn't know if it was because of being hungry for a long time. She always smelled that these dishes were particularly fragrant. Even the white rice in the white porcelain bowl became fat and white rice with distinct grains in her eyes. , I feel appetite when I look at it, and a bite is sure to be soft and springy.

Ji Ruoqing couldn't wait to pull away the mahogany chair, and sat down on the edge of the table, completely leaving Ji Ruoyu behind, picking up the chopsticks and starting to pick up vegetables.

Xiao Lian only makes three dishes and one soup. They are all light dishes, such as garlic white meat, steamed egg custard, pearl balls, and a carp tofu soup.

They were all meals eaten by ordinary people, and they were not as precious and unique as the royal meals she had eaten in the night palace.

But Xiaolian's craftsmanship is very good. Although this ordinary dish is light, it is full of color, fragrance and deliciousness.

Ji Ruoqing was so delicious that she curled her eyes slightly, her eyes turned into crescent moons with a smile.

Ji Ruoyu watched silently from the side, did not move his chopsticks, but said quietly: "Qingqing, you don't want to be captured by Ye Qianchen back to the palace."

"Cough cough cough..." A pearl ball almost didn't swallow it, and it got stuck in her throat, causing Ji Ruoqing to cough violently, making her neck and face flushed, and she didn't forget to shake her head desperately.

Ji Ruoyu raised his hand to help her pat her back smoothly, and then explained: "Your face, I used the long-lost disguise technique to help you change a face, but... you must always pay attention to your words and deeds. You have to be different from the previous one. For example, you have just eaten, and you must never show the same expression as before. You must pay attention to many details so that Ye Qianchen's suspicion will not arouse."

Ji Ruoyu looked at the closed door and window of the hall, but couldn't let in the wind from the outside, and blocked all the sights that looked at the hall from the outside, and then he pondered for a moment and said, "I insisted on taking you away before. , Because I am afraid that there will be more changes if I stay in the Ye King Palace for a long time, so I can’t wait... I’m afraid Ye Qianchen is already suspicious."

Ji Ruoqing also looked around nervously following Ji Ruoyu's look. She probably understood that even if she only lives here with Ji Ruoyu, it is not necessarily safe. There are still many people watching them secretly.

Therefore, she must not reveal any similarities to her original one.

But it’s not difficult. She didn’t like to go out and wander around in the palace very much. Since the people who stared at her were going to climb the tree on the wall, they must be some powerful characters. Those palace people who have dealt with.

These people are not familiar with her, so as long as she doesn't be too obvious, they should not be able to find out.

Ji Ruoqing raised a hand and touched her face, frowning and asked: "But my face will change back if it touches the water..."

There was a touch of pride and pride in Ji Ruoyu’s eyes, and a little sadness, and said slowly: "Naturally not, this disguise technique is something I learned occasionally from my mother... from an ancient book, only clothing. Only after the pills I made will I restore my appearance."

"Brother, where's the pill?" Ji Ruoqing's eyes rolled around, her intention to want this pill was very obvious.

Ji Ruoyu pursed his lips, and the old **** said: "The pill is naturally in my hand. This pill is extremely precious. There is only one. Qingqing has a detached temperament. If she loses it, she will never be able to restore her previous appearance. , So I’ll keep it in my brother’s hands."

"..." Ji Ruoqing thinks so, if she loses the medicine, then she will never see her face of the country and the city anymore. That is a great loss.

However, Ji Ruoqing soon thought of another question: "But brother, Ye Qianchen won't doubt that I am disguised anymore?"

Ji Ruoyu curled her lips mockingly and said softly: "In the eyes of the world, the disguise technique has long been lost, and no one in this world knows the disguise technique. I only learned it a few days ago. Don't worry, no one will think of it. When I think about it, I feel unbelievable."

"Hmm..." Ji Ruoqing touched her face, really feeling quite unbelievable.

Because her face was not posted with something like □□, even if she pulled it hard, she couldn't figure out anything, as if her face was really like this, and she couldn't figure out any clues.

Ji Ruoqing was holding vegetables for Ji Ruoyu, while listening to what happened on the day of her "death."

It turned out that the bowl of poisonous porridge was indeed highly toxic, but Ji Ruoyu had already heard the movement in the sleeping hall, adjusted the medicine, and when he walked out to take the poisonous porridge and smell it, he quietly moved his hands and feet.

A bowl of mortal porridge has thus become a fake death porridge.

As for Ji Ruoyu’s story that Ji Ruoqing had been falling asleep later, he was also the first time he used fake death pills to wonder when she would wake up, and he was worried that she would never wake up again because of his poor medical skills. Ji Ruoqing said a word. The child didn't listen.

Ji Ruoqing's heart was filled with regret, and she kept stomping her feet.

I knew she would **** the poisonous porridge and drink it before Ji Ruoyu came out, and what was she going to do!

It's all right now, the system is gone, the baby is gone, even Hyundai doesn't know if it will go back.

The only thing to be thankful for is to escape from the clutches of Ye Qianchen. Now she is free and happy. Why not eat, drink and have fun in ancient times. Anyway, her brother is rich.

Since she has food, drink, fun, and fun, she is not in a hurry to go back. Anyway, she returned to modern times to live a life like this.

It’s just that I don’t know where the money is going, Ji Ruoqing stretched out her hand and smiled to please: "Brother, can you give me some money?"

"what are you going to do?"

"I want to go to the street when I'm okay and buy something for us."

Ji Ruoyu scooped up crucian carp soup for Ji Ruoqing, and said lightly, "When my brother is free, I will accompany you personally."

"Can I go alone?"

"No, it's dangerous on the street."

"Then when are you free?"

"After the country is restored."

"..." Well, her elder brother is afraid that he has fallen into the obsession of restoring the country again.

Ji Ruoqing cautiously tentatively said: "Then if I secretly go to the street to play, will my brother be angry..."

Ji Ruoyu squinted his eyes, curled his lips and said, "Of course my brother won't be angry."

My brother will just tie you up.

...

Night country.

Inside the Qianchen Temple.

Ye Qianchen was in a trance, writing a reply on the zhezi, a chaotic color in his eyes, like a walking corpse.

Su Quan walked into the hall and saw Ye Qianchen's unconsciousness, he sighed, and walked forward: "Wang, Haoguo's picture scroll, sent here."

Ye Qianchen suddenly had some spirits, and a little light with Xingyue rose in his eyes: "Is that the maid next to Ji Ruoyu?"

"Yes..." Su Quan was holding the painting tube he sent, and he was a little confused in his heart. He had already seen the content of the painting first, but it was hard to see that Ye Qianchen's face was alive. He couldn't help but cut it off in a flash.

So Su Quan explained in advance: "Wang, the artist who painted this painting only glanced at the maid, so there may be some differences between this portrait and himself..."

Ye Qianchen was already impatient, he gave Su Quan a cold stare: "Stop talking nonsense, come up soon."

An ink painting scroll slowly unfolded on the white jade table. There is only a slender woman in the painting, her eyes closed tightly, her small face is thin and pale, her eyebrows are like willow leaves, gently frowning, Quite a bit delicate as I see pity.

"..." Ye Qianchen couldn't bear to blink his eyes, and his deep and sharp gaze moved inch by inch on the scroll, looking carefully at the woman on the painting.

From her eyebrows, to her eyes, to her nose and mouth.

Every inch of downward movement, Ye Qianchen's heart seemed to sink an inch into the abyss.

It's not her... There is no place like her...

Ye Qianchen finally moved his gaze away from the thin chin of the woman in the painting, and all the stars that had been ignited in his eyes fell. There was only a bleakness, and the eyes around her eyes became more and more red.

Su Quan could not bear to look at the side, and said softly: "Wang does not need to be discouraged. This girl has been in a coma, so the artist can only draw her eyes closed, in case this girl opens her eyes, just like Ji The girl..."

Su Quan's voice was getting smaller and smaller, because if he didn't believe this, how could he expect Ye Qianchen to believe it.

Ye Qianchen lowered his eyes, hiding the sadness and disappointment under his eyes, and said dumbly, "This is not her..."

Nothing on the face looks like... nor does it look like with closed eyes...

How can anyone in this world change their face...

Ye Qianchen closed his eyes, and his heart was full of desolation.

He is finally willing to accept the fact that he is true... He lost her forever, and will never see her again...