Chapter 367: Red Dou, I Have Something Good For You

"Really?" Zhao Yuanjing was pleasantly surprised, "Were you jealous that night?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yun Dai laughed.

"Since you are angry and jealous, just show it, don't hold it in your heart." Zhao Yuanjing complained, "I used to hear my father and those ministers complain about how jealous women are. When it comes to you, I think, How hard it is to make you jealous."

Yun Dai smiled and said: "The vinegar Chen Xueyan and Lin Yueniang gave you before, is it still not enough, isn't it sour enough?"

"Don't mention them."

"Okay, don't mention it."

Yun Dai thought, if she really wasn't jealous, she wouldn't tell King Qin to burn Yichun Palace after drinking.

She admitted that she cared a little about Zhao Yuanjing.

But she wants to live a peaceful and happy life more. I don't want to become a person who worries about gains and losses, and I don't want to complain and make noise because of these things that I know can't be changed.

She can't rely too much on Zhao Yuanjing, nor can she place too much affection on him.

In matters such as feelings, if you pay too much and expect too much, you will end up with greater disappointment in the end.

If you don't expect, you won't be disappointed, and you won't get hurt.

It is also easier to satisfy.

Yun Dai clearly understands this, so she would rather put her mind at ease and let nature take its course.

Zhao Yuanjing looked at her clear and penetrating eyes, but in his heart he always felt that he was far away from her.

"Why are you in a daze? Let's go, the snow is getting heavier and heavier." Yun Dai walked forward.

He looked at her back and whispered to himself: "Da'er, what should I do to truly walk into your heart?"

Yuzhu hurriedly chased after him and screamed: "Young master, slow down, it's snowing, be careful of slippery roads! Don't walk so fast, wait for the servant to help you!"

...

Pingle Court.

Red Dou was holding a bowl, standing at the door with a sullen expression on his face.

The scar on half of the face looked a little scary.

"Prince Lu, this is the East Palace, please leave!" Hong Dou looked at Zhao Yuanqi with sweaty palms.

Seeing Zhao Yuanqi, she thought of that scary little room.

That cast a strong shadow on her.

"Red Dou, I'm here just to give you something." Zhao Yuanqi said, holding up the thing in his hand, "This is a mask I asked the most skillful craftsman in Kyoto to make. It is made of gold thread and is in the shape of a flower petal. Just enough to cover half of your scars. It stays on the face, it's as light as a feather, and it won't feel stuffy."

Hong Dou looked at the delicate mask in his hand and was shocked.

"Slaves don't need masks!" she whispered.

"It took me a long time to design this, and it took a long time for craftsmen to make it. Don't want it." Zhao Yuanqi took a step forward, "Come, bring it for me to see."

Hongdou hurriedly backed away, with irrepressible anger in her voice: "Your Majesty Lu, you have to respect yourself, I really don't want this. My little master will be back soon, please leave!"

She knocked off the mask with a wave.

Zhao Yuanqi suddenly became angry, grabbed her by the arm, and said in a cold voice: "If you don't know what to praise, don't be shameless! It's your luck that this king likes you! Look at this half of your face, except this king , who else will want you?"

Hongdou burst into tears of pain: "I don't want anyone to like me, and I won't marry. Lord Lu, please let me go!"

"No, I just want you." Zhao Yuanqi stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, forcing her to turn her face away, only half of her intact and flawless cheek was facing him, with infinite fascination in her eyes, "What a beautiful face. Even if there is only half of it, this king wants it."