"Your Majesty..."
"Why? Lady Sima promised me that you would serve me for an hour every day. Did you forget?"
"I haven't forgotten. I just want to ask Your Majesty, is there anything you need me to do?" Si Muqiao asked in a low voice.
“Grinding.”
"Yes." Si Muqiao nodded, and stood over to grind for the dog tyrant obediently.
"I want to execute Jiang Shen, the father of Jiang Cairen, by slow slicing, but Lord Zhao advises me not to do so. What do you think?" Suddenly, Murong Qingli spoke.
"Your servant...will stand and watch?" Si Muqiao answered subconsciously.
It had been several seconds since she blurted out the words before she finally reacted.
What? What did the dog tyrant just say?
He said that he wanted to execute Jiang Cairen's father by slow slicing?
Why?
Not long ago, she was still thinking about how to bring down Jiang Cairen's father.
As a result, in the blink of an eye, Jiang Cairen's biological father died?
But why?
Could it be that the dog tyrant is testing her?
"Don't you think I am cruel and inhumane, killing innocent people indiscriminately?"
There was no unnecessary expression on Murong Qingli's handsome and cold face. His deep and unfathomable eyes stared calmly at the memorial in front of him.
The voice was unhurried, low and with a hint of sexy repression.
"I feel that killing those who should be killed can rectify the government. Treating those who should be treated well can win the hearts of the people." Si Muqiao said ambiguously.
[What on earth does the dog tyrant want to do by saying this? Fishing? ]
[He didn't explain the whole story clearly. I don't even know what Lord Jiang did. How can I know whether he should be killed?]
"According to investigation, he secretly resold official titles and accepted bribes. Internally, he was involved in the government affairs of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, passing off inferior goods as good ones in order to make money."
"Ms. Sima, do you think such a person can be killed?" Murong Qingli continued to ask.
He didn't know why he said these things to Simian.
And I really want an answer.
Maybe he is just bored.
"There is no order without rules. The existence of laws is to restrain everyone. Since Lord Jiang has done something wrong, Your Majesty should deal with him according to the law."
"I am just a woman in the harem and dare not discuss state affairs." Si Muqiao.
[Humph, I knew it, the dog tyrant wanted to go fishing! ]
[Luckily I was smart and didn’t take the bait, la la la (～￣▽￣)～]
[But to be honest, Lord Jiang is really brave. He actually did such a thing. Does he think his life is too long? ]
[I was wondering why the things in the Imperial Household Department were so rubbish, it turns out they were all inferior products! ]
[Now it seems that the dog tyrant is really a man who is decisive in killing! ]
[But I seriously doubt that the dog tyrant is killing the chicken to scare the monkey. ]
"Hey, His Majesty's favorability is +5."
"Ding, Your Majesty's favorability +3. (Note: The host's current favorability value is -11.8, host, keep working hard!)"
Eh? Why did the favorability suddenly increase?
What did she just say?
"Miss Si is quite clear-headed." Murong Qingli said casually.
"Hehe, Your Majesty, I have something to tell you, but I don't know if I should tell you or not."
"Then don't talk about it!" Murong Qingli.
"..."Si Muqiao.
You are such a straight man, you are killing me with your talk.
You deserve to be alone!
"But, since this is about Your Majesty, I cannot help but speak up."
"explain!"
"Your Majesty has said before that I must learn to break a rock with my chest within five days and then perform it for Your Majesty."
"I am currently conducting serious and diligent research."
"It is all for the purpose of giving Your Majesty a perfect performance. I wonder if Your Majesty thinks that I can perform successfully?"
"Of course not!" Murong Qingli answered coldly without thinking.
He said this just casually at the time, just to make Miss Si feel upset.
After all, Simian is a woman. How could she possibly do such difficult juggling?
Could it be that Miss Si took it seriously?
"How about I make a bet with Your Majesty?"
"If my performance is successful, Your Majesty, please agree to one condition of mine."
"What if I lose?" Murong Qingli suddenly became interested.
"If I lose, I will agree to one condition, Your Majesty."
"State your terms."
"I want to live in the cold palace and have a small kitchen!" Si Muqiao said.
She had been thinking about this idea all the way here.
I might as well just be tortured by the dog tyrant and perform acrobatics.
She couldn't refuse.
It would be better to take this opportunity to ask the dog tyrant for something he needs.
Eating in the cold palace is a huge problem, as one has to wait to be fed every day.
This kind of day is so unpleasant!
Although the vegetables have been planted, it still takes some time for them to grow!
If she had a kitchen, with all kinds of seasonings and meats from everywhere, she could be completely self-sufficient!
When I'm busy, I complete tasks; when I'm free, I just sit there and do nothing.
This day seems so beautiful just thinking about it!
"That's it?"
"Yeah, that's it." Si Muqiao nodded.
"Yes, I agree." Murong Qingli nodded.
The fact that he didn't hear Simianren's strange thoughts meant that this request was what she really wanted.
Such a simple request, what's the harm in agreeing to it?
Anyway, he didn't think that Simi could learn such a difficult juggling performance as crushing stones with the chest in just five days, no, four days.
"I thank Your Majesty." Si Muqiao was happy.
In the following time, Si Muqiao didn't say anything more.
The dog tyrant sat there reading the memorials attentively, while she knelt beside him, grinding, looking at the pen, looking at the inkstone, watching the thickness of the memorials getting thinner by the minute.
Ah, I didn't expect that the dog tyrant's fingers would be so slender and have such distinct joints.
And his handsome side profile is so amazing!
A grown man has such thick and long eyelashes. What did he eat to grow up?
Ugh, why waste your precious time on a dog tyrant?
If there is no man in your heart, how can you draw your sword naturally?
While you have time to daydream, why not practice calligraphy?
Yes, practice calligraphy!
Of course, she currently does not have the conditions to practice calligraphy directly on paper with a pen.
But who stipulated that calligraphy practice must be done on paper?
As long as you want to write, you can do it on the ground or in your heart.
She continued to outline the strokes of the regular script characters in her mind, one by one, forming complete words.
The cross has a horizontal shoulder at the top and a vertical stroke that is thick at the top and thin at the bottom.
The vertical stroke is written with a stroke-like intention and is placed on the center line.
The character "厂" has a horizontal head and shoulders, and it looks more beautiful if the horizontal and vertical strokes are not connected.
The left stroke is as wide in the middle as a willow leaf, and the long stroke makes the writing more relaxed.
…
Murong Qingli, who was reading the memorials carefully, glanced at Si Muqiao out of the corner of his eye and saw that she was lost in thought with great seriousness.
He couldn't help but feel moved.
Could it be that Simian has started watching movies secretly again?
No, he wants to see it too.
However, when he closed his eyes, he saw words taking shape one after another in Simiren's mind.
He was stunned.
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