It snowed all night, covering everything in silvery white. The originally cold weather also improved slightly under the heavy snow. The sun was warm.

Su Zhi seemed to be both sleeping and awake. As soon as the maid knocked lightly on the door, she immediately raised her eyes, her big dark eyes sparkling with energy.

"Miss Negative, my slave is here to help Miss Negative change her clothes." A clear female voice said.

Su Zhi took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Where did the negative girl come from? There was only Su girl here.

He opened the thin quilt and stretched lazily and indulgently, his green sleeves slightly swaying.

"Come in." Perhaps because of his sleep, his voice was mellower and gentler.

The bronze mirror turned yellow, and Su Zhi leaned a little closer to see her face clearly. The wooden comb was cold and the room was a little dry, so when she combed her hair, the static electricity stuck to her face.

A chill came from outside the door. Bang~ The wooden basin in the hand of the little maid standing outside slipped from her hand. She looked at the woman in front of her with her mouth open. She looked towards the bed again as if she couldn't believe it.

Wander around.

A basin full of hot water spilled all over the floor and splashed all over. The cold air from outside the door poured in, making it as ethereal as mist.

Su Zhi rolled up her long hair casually, turned around and supported the table with one hand, and played with the wooden comb in her hand with the other. She raised her thin eyebrows and stared at the maid in front of her with her cold black eyes, "Who are you looking for? This is me.

one person."

The maid, who was as timid as a mouse, turned pale as she stumbled back, "Someone is coming. Someone is coming quickly."

Not long after, more than a dozen guards rushed in. Behind them was No. 7, who hurried over. No. 7 changed into a gray mask at some point, and his small but sharp eyes were even more intense.

It's so bright that it burns your eyes.

"Seven, Seventh Manager. This slave and Ah Qi never left this place yesterday and all night. Seventh Manager must save this slave." He knelt on the ground with a pop.

Su Zhi leaned on the carved wooden table that was only half his height, with one leg straight and the other bent, and his hands folded around his chest. He was assuming a chic posture that could only be assumed a long, long time ago, so long that it can no longer be traced back to the past.

.

Wearing a pure green dress, her long hair was tied up and hung slightly loosely at both ends of her ears. With a smile on her charming and delicate face, she playfully said, "Good morning, Manager Seven."

No. 7's eyes flickered. If it weren't for Su Zhi's innate aura, he would have almost admitted his mistake. He said coldly, "Where is Qing Qing?"

Su Zhi shrugged and raised his eyebrows, "Let me ask you this. May I ask the seventh manager, where is the slave's master, Miss Fu? Who is this girl? I just beat a ton, how could this happen?

How about disappearing into thin air?”

"Yes, the seventh manager, I can guarantee that Su Zhi and Miss Fu have never stepped out of the room."

No. 7 was betrayed. He had long hated Su Zhi for his sharp tongue, but now he didn't know what medicine Su Zhi, who was still half-dead yesterday, had taken the wrong medicine overnight, and yet he didn't appear to be in any pain or dejection. It seemed like yesterday.

The person being tortured was not like her at all.

No. 7 looked straight over, and Su Zhi looked straight over. The two faced each other, neither of them willing to admit defeat.

"The king has arrived."

"May your Majesty be blessed with peace and prosperity."

A deafening voice sounded. No. 7 tilted his body and bowed against the threshold. "Your Majesty."

Su Gurong came in from outside the gate. He was wearing a royal robe with tassels shining on him. He had a tall and straight figure and his stunning face. If you didn't look carefully, he really looked like a man.

Su Zhi's eyes were cold for a fleeting moment. Then Yingying bowed and said, "Well, King Rong."

Su Gurong nodded, "Everyone, get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Entering the Prince's Palace, Su Gurong raised his eyes to No. 7, "What's going on?"

"Your Majesty, Miss Fu Qing Fu is missing." No. 7's face turned blue and he glanced at Su Zhi fiercely.

Su Zhi smiled and winked at him. No. 7 was furious.

With her robe fluttering slightly, Su Gurong sat down and raised her eyes gently to No. 7. No. 7 understood, dismissed the maids around him, bowed and exited the Prince's Palace, closing the door behind him.

The room became quiet. Su Zhi still maintained his standing posture, and Su Gurong also sat on the carved wooden chair, minding his own business and caressing the celadon teacup on the table.

"What kind of tricks are you playing?" Su Gurong asked, her expression calm and gentle.

Su Zhi walked up to Su Gurong and stretched out her slender fingers to give him a cup of tea. "This slave is very frightened. I wonder what the king is asking about?"

The pale yellow liquid in the celadon tea cup is swaying slightly, and a few strands of tea leaves float upward, swirling in the eyes of the water. Curls of warm steam disperse in all directions.

Su Gurong raised her eyes, a pair of slender and sharp eyes staring at Su Zhi's every movement. Her eyes were dark and pure, without any emotion. They were quiet and clean. They were completely different from yesterday's gaffe. What made her lose her temper?

Changed overnight, whether she and Negative Qing knew each other, and whether Negative Qing's disappearance out of thin air had anything to do with her. Why was this woman always so elusive? He hated her deeply, but he also had a crush on her.

It was so confusing that with her around, nothing could arouse his interest. She was like a bottomless pit, and the closer he got, the deeper he would sink.

Putting the porcelain pot aside, Su Zhi handed the tea to Su Gurong.

Su Gurong pointed his fingers and took the tea. It was hot. "Where is Qing Qing?"

Su Zhi shook his head, "I don't know."

Su Gurong's eyes were deep, "You really don't know?"

"I really don't know." Su Zhi said innocently.

Su Gurong sneered and drank all the tea in his hand. His throat hurt slightly from the burn. He threw the cup on the table and stood up. She approached Su Zhi and looked down from a high position with a cold look in her eyes, "Su Zhi, you are really challenging me.

of patience.”

Su Zhi took a step back silently, stretched out his hand to block Su Gurong's step forward, "King Rong, wait a minute."

Su Gurong paused as he was about to press forward step by step, and frowned slightly. He stopped not because of Su Zhi's words, but because something about Su Zhi today seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Su Zhi coughed lightly and said seriously, "I know that King Rong will not believe me, just because of the unkind and unjust things I have done to Fengtian. But I have no choice. If the king is willing to give me

I will definitely perform well when I get the opportunity to make meritorious deeds."

"What did you say?" Su Gurong said in disbelief.

"I mean, things are already like this, everything that should happen and shouldn't happen has already happened. I have no desire and nothing to ask for now. Either keep me or kill me now. Just give it a try." Su stopped his neck.

As soon as she raised it, broken silver poured out from her big eyes. The words of the ancients really made her dizzy.

Su Gurong laughed heartily. This kind of silence was so cute. He couldn't help but get interested, "Do you think I am reluctant to kill you?"

Su Zhi shrugged, raised his thin eyebrows, narrowed his big eyes slightly, and said in a seductive and charming voice, "No. I just want to make a deal with the king."

Su Gurong's eyes deepened, he held Su Zhi's hand in front of him, and pulled Su Zhi into his arms with a little force. Su Zhi was so frightened by the sudden movement that he almost screamed.

When Su Gurong fell into his arms, her empty heart was instantly filled. It seemed that she had finally found her undeniable sense of joy. He put his arms around her thin body and felt extremely heartbroken. But he was so hard.

Wasn't he the one who tortured her all her life? He hated himself, and he even hated Su Zhi for not being more obedient.

"I will never torture you again, as long as you are willing to obey." Su Gurong's eyes were a little dazed. After all, no matter how tough his heart was, no matter how cruel he was, no matter how cold-hearted his decision was, it would collapse at the moment he embraced her.

In fact, he just gave himself countless excuses to get her and trap her. Wars, fights, the disappearance of those unimportant people, including the negative Qing, were not as good as the warm body he was holding her now.

Su Zhi was almost frightened out of his heart by Su Gurong's tender words, which were completely different from his obscure character.

If Su Zhi's transformation was purely forced by the situation and had to put aside the past, regain confidence in living and return to his original casual personality and true self, then Su Gurong's transformation was completely a split personality. He

One moment he was about to kill her, and the other was like this. It felt like he was being pampered. But at least he diverted his attention slightly from the situation with Qing Qing, which was a good sign.

Su Zhi smiled stiffly, with a bitter twist at the corner of her mouth. She stretched out her finger and gently poked Su Gurong's shoulder, "Prince Rong, can you let me go first? We have something to talk about."

Su Gurong felt deeply amused. His head lowered slightly, his pupils filled with fire stared at her closely, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly toward her fingertips. His warm breath came out, and he said, "Say

."

Su Zhi retracted the finger that was about to be touched by the corner of Su Gurong's lips, turned his dark pupils and said, "Does Prince Rong know about crossbows?"

Su Gurong's eyes lit up and she was slightly relaxed. Su Zhi took the opportunity to get out of Su Gurong's arms. Her smooth breathing made her couldn't help but take two more breaths. Sure enough, this trick worked.

Su Gurong's arms were suddenly empty of the elf Su Zhi. But he loved Su Zhi so much and his mind was full of strange and weird things. The original gloomy mood was swept away and he said with a faint smile, "Of course I know about bows and crossbows, right?

Bows and arrows? Fengtian's bows and arrows have always been elite and unstoppable. Are you trying to be clever to defeat this king's god again?" After saying this, he approached her again. The more Su Zhi dodges, the stronger the desire in his body becomes. He has never met anyone before.

A woman could compare to Su Zhi. In his opinion, all the rouge and vulgar powder could not compare to Su Zhi's pure and transparent eyes that captured the heart and soul.

Su Zhi waved his hand, "That's right, King Rong. The crossbow I'm talking about is much more powerful than ordinary bows and arrows. It can reach half a meter in length, can shoot several at a time, and has a range of up to a thousand meters."

"Oh?" Su Gurong was obviously interested. It is impossible to say that he was not interested. As far as Gu Suzhi knew, the eleven countries did not have such weapons.

Striking while the iron is hot, he raised his eyebrows and said, "So I say, if King Rong is willing to agree to my conditions, I am willing to make this crossbow for King Rong. More than that, if I am in a good mood, it is not an exaggeration to tell you some tactics. But.

Don’t worry, I’m a guilty person and won’t embarrass King Rong.”

Su Gurong almost laughed, and suppressed her laughter to play with her, "What are the conditions?"

Su Zhi cleared his throat and said in embarrassment, "First, I will not leave Fengtian, so my freedom is not allowed to be restricted. I don't like the feeling of being monitored all the time. Second, since I am a guilty person, I must have a high-ranking official."

Your noble minister wants to put me to death, and hopes that King Rong will not let anyone disturb me while I am doing my best to serve Fengtian." After a pause, he said, "Third, King Rong is not allowed to touch me in the future." He pointed his finger at his head.

In the end, "It doesn't work anywhere."

Su Gurong's eyes deepened. What a cunning Su Zhi, so that I can see it but cannot touch it. I will give you a few days. Even if I want you, you will have no room to resist.
Chapter completed!