Goddess, don't kneel, I am your enemy

"If you eat this with these gloves, you don't have to worry about getting oil on your hands. Did you forget?"

"Be careful, this is quite hot. I'll leave it all for you. If it's not enough, I'll ask someone to make more..."

Su Xiruo took care of her sister who was enjoying the delicious food from her hometown with a gentle tone.

In comparison, she is more like an older sister taking care of her younger sister.

"Uh-huh!"

Su Mengxi stuffed her mouth with food and made hesitant sounds.

This made Su Qing lower his head involuntarily.

Hey man, even though this is your home, you can't act like this, right?

I can only say... the Queen Mother is indeed a person who is consistent in her words and deeds!

"Nephew, I wonder if these local dishes suit your taste."

“I recommend these. These are dishes that are more appealing to the general public.”

"If there's anything you particularly want to eat, just tell me and I'll make sure to prepare it for you tomorrow."

Su Xiruo focused her attention on the young man, and did not forget to take care of his dining experience.

Her eyes were full of concern, like the look of an elder looking at a younger person.

"They all taste very good. I'm not picky about food, so I can get used to them all."

"Besides, these things are not only very local, but also taste great."

Su Qing had already tasted quite a few dishes and said with a smile.

He doesn't have any food restrictions and is not picky about food.

"That's good. You should eat more then. Here, here's a tissue."

Su Xiruo showed a gentle smile and looked very friendly.

"Thank you, auntie."

Su Qing said very obediently.

This care and attentiveness, this mature charm, this older charm...

This is exactly the opposite side of Su Mengxi!

The contrast between the two is very strong!

When he thought of this, he subconsciously looked at his adoptive mother again.

The four words to describe this queen mother who was the mother of the country are...burying her head in her work.

Yes, she has put all her thoughts on eating.

He buried his head in the food without even looking up, with a happy expression on his face like a child who has eaten delicious food.

They look similar, but their ways of doing things are completely different.

This situation can only be described in one sentence... The nine sons of the dragon are all different.

They were born to the same mother and received similar education environments.

But over the years, the two people's personalities are completely different.

I have to say, this is really a very wonderful thing.

Su Xiruo was not doing this intentionally at this time, and there was no need to do so.

She had long been accustomed to all this.

My sister was like this when she was little.

Although he is gifted and learns things quickly, he also has sufficient talents.

But when it comes to daily life, I can be called a complete novice.

She is always confused at ordinary times, so it has become a habit for her to take care of her.

The imperial concubine looked at her sister, her eyes full of nostalgia.

I miss days like this so much!

The atmosphere was extremely quiet, and everyone seemed to get along very harmoniously.

But... is it really that simple?

At this moment, is the relationship between them pretending or is it real?

That night.

Lin'an City seemed very quiet under the moonlight.

In the back garden of the Su Mansion, Su Xiruo sat alone in the pavilion.

She looked up at the stars and the moon in the sky, her eyes flickering.

Her beautiful face, which usually carries a hint of arrogance, looked particularly desolate in the moonlight.

She just stared at the sky, motionless, as if in a daze.

After a long time, she lowered her head and took a sip of the tea that had already gone cold.

"Sister, we haven't seen each other for many years. You really haven't changed at all."

"But I've changed, sister. I'm so sorry."

Su Xiruo said softly.

A flash of gloom and regret appeared in her eyes.

The past days are gone forever.

There is no doubt that she has always admired her sister since she was a child.

Even though her sister has poor self-care ability and needs to be taken care of by herself, she admires her very much.

Whenever there is a problem, Su Mengxi can always find a solution.

But today, the admiration in my heart has been suppressed by other emotions.

People always grow up.

The sister who never grows up, the sister who has always remained herself for many years...

It’s really too luxurious, and it makes people...envious and jealous.

There is a very important prerequisite for being able to maintain one's self and keep one's original intention.

Being in the comfort zone, without experiencing any storms.

How could she not be envious? How could she not be envious?

the other side.

Su Mengxi and her group have already moved into the Su Mansion.

There are naturally many places to live here.

Su Mengxi lived among the others to ensure safety.

"Master, would you like me to do some thorough reconnaissance to make sure there are no problems around here?"

Shen Yue looked around with a look of vigilance in his eyes.

Coming to this place is actually no different from going deep into the enemy camp.

It is natural to need to be vigilant about certain things.

"There's no need to do anything special. There won't be any overt conflict."

"Just maintain the most basic vigilance. Go back and have a good rest and recharge your batteries."

Su Qing thought for a moment and said.

A head-on conflict or something like that is actually impossible if you think about it.

The Southern Dynasty was a very powerful country. As a vassal state, why would it engage in a head-on conflict with it?

So, just maintain the most basic vigilance and that's all.

"Xiaoqing, come on, I'll show you my room. I haven't been back for a long time."

Su Mengxi said with a bright smile on her face.

After thinking about it, Su Qing did not reject the proposal.

In fact, he was also a little curious about where his mother had been living all this time.

Su Mengxi pushed open the door of the room with a look of joy on her face.

As soon as she came back, she couldn't wait to look around and touch every object, big and small.

Su Qing followed Su Mengxi silently and looked at her carefully.

It can be seen that the main tone of the rooms here is similar to that in Baiyujing.

There is nothing overly gorgeous or expensive, it is more about warmth and comfort.

"It's been many years since I last came back, but this place is still the same as I remember it."

As Su Mengxi spoke, she picked up the wooden figurine on the table.

There was a hint of nostalgia in her eyes.

There wasn't a speck of dust in the room, and it was obvious that someone had been cleaning it for years.

After looking around carefully, Su Mengxi sat down on the familiar soft couch.

The long skirt was slightly lifted up, and her slender white legs swayed back and forth, and she looked very leisurely.

But that's just how it looks.

She carefully observed her surroundings to make sure no one was eavesdropping or peeping.

It was obvious that the Queen Mother knew that her current situation was not as safe as it seemed.

His performance tonight may seem silly, but he actually sees everything clearly.

In fact, before she came back, she knew that her sister was planning to attack her.

But she still had a little hope in her heart.

Is it possible that she simply couldn't bear to do this to herself?

But after coming back and seeing my sister, my hope was undoubtedly shattered.

My sister has changed.

She is no longer the innocent little pitiful girl who could only tug at the corners of her clothes.

People always change.

But what Su Mengxi doesn't want is her sister to change in this direction!

When she thought of this, the Queen Mother sighed softly, with a hint of melancholy in her eyes.

In fact, when it comes down to it, everyone has only one goal, which is to delay time.

Fengshan sacrifice is the most crucial part.

"Mother, please don't be so sad. If you have any difficulties, just tell me."

Su Qing sat directly next to her, and his tone sounded very gentle.

He knew very well how the Queen Mother felt at the moment.

On the surface, it seems like I've returned home, back to a familiar place.

But can this place really be called home?

The familiar people have now become somewhat unfamiliar.

Everyone is laughing, but who knows what they are thinking?

In comparison, Baiyujing can be called home.

Because in that place, there are people who speak the truth and are honest with the Queen Mother.