After Being Dedicated To the Tyrant By My Brother

Ji Ruoqing squinted her eyes, and could no longer hold back the system task she heard.

"I don't know whether to ask a question or not, but since I've been holding it for a long time, then I should ask...?" Ji Ruoqing held a green date, bitten into it, and asked the system in his mind.

The sound of the system is still silent.

[System: Just ask. 】

Ji Ruoqing buried the nucleus of the green jujube under the tree, then clapped her hands clean and asked, "Is there any py deal between you and Ye Qianchen...?"

The system is silent.

After a while, the system asked with an electronic sound with a faint electric current.

[System: What does py... mean? 】

Ji Ruoqing:? ? ?

"What kind of system are you, don't even know py?"

Is the system too pure or is it simply not from the 21st century?

Ji Ruoqing once again put a big question mark on the system in her mind.

The system was silent again.

Maybe it's frantically searching for what py is from its database.

In short, Ji Ruoqing found it a little funny.

But the silence of the system never made a sound, and the ability to pretend to be dead has always been first-rate.

Of course, Ji Ruoqing would not let it go so easily. She continued to urge in her mind to ask: "Why are the tasks you gave all related to Ye Qianchen?"

The system is still silent, the kind of silence that even eight sticks can't make a fart.

Ji Ruoqing is a little crazy, but the system doesn't return her, what can she do?

Can only use the killer.

"If you don't answer me, I won't do the task. The big deal is if you don't go back to the modern age, you will have a good time now anyway."

Ji Ruoqing waved her hand, pretending to be indifferent.

The system seemed to be a little panicked, and within a moment, its voice sounded.

Obviously, it very much hopes that Ji Ruoqing will continue to do the task.

[System: I'm sorry, but the specific reason cannot be informed. But Ye Qianchen is one of the important factors for your return to the modern era. 】

Ji Ruoqing scratched her head, a little puzzled: "What is the relationship between my return to modern times and Ye Qianchen?"

The system is silent again. It may be that the issue under discussion now involves too many secrets, and it always appears covert in reply.

[System: Ye Qianchen is the male lead. His luck is related to the luck of the entire world now. 】

Ji Ruoqing:...

Yes, now it's lucky again.

The system always likes to get some mysterious theories of Gods, Shinto, and Tao to make her shut up.

Ji Ruoqing knew that she couldn't ask anything more.

What the system wants to tell her, naturally she can know by asking casually.

And what the system doesn't want to say, can't say, even if she is threatening and lure, she may not know.

What's more, the system can also lie to her.

So when it comes to the system, Ji Ruoqing is only half-believing, and not all believe it.

It's just that she will return to modern times after completing two more tasks anyway, and Ye Qianchen is not Ye Qianchen, it has nothing to do with her.

...

That's how it came to Xiaonian.

Ji Ruoyu, who had disappeared for a long time, appeared for an unprecedented time.

When Ji Ruoqing opened the door, he saw that he was still wearing a moon-white brocade robe, with fine bamboo patterns embroidered on his head, a white jade belt tied around his waist, and a purple jade ring pendant.

The white jade belt Ji Ruoqing had seen before, but today it seems...has become a lot looser.

Perhaps it was Ji Ruoyu who lost a lot of weight.

Although his appearance in the past was clear and juicy, his handsome face was light and breezy and slightly plump, but today, it is actually very clean.

Ji Ruoqing was stunned, and frowned lightly and asked: "You...why did you lose so much?"

"I've been busy these days." Ji Ruoyu heard Ji Ruoqing's seemingly inadvertent concern, his originally dim eyes lit up, and the whole person looked a little radiant.

Ji Ruoqing is not good at digging into the roots and asking exactly what he is up to...

She had to constrict her eyes, stand and stop talking, her black eyelashes fluttering lightly, like a small brush scratching and scratching in people's hearts.

Ji Ruoyu couldn't stand it very quickly, and raised his hand to take out an oily paper bag in his hand.

Ji Ruoqing looked at him with some doubts, Ji Ruoyu said quietly.

"Did Qingqing forget? When you were a child, you always greeted this. It was obviously the sugar melon offered to Lord Stove, but you ate most of it."

The thought of her small tangle of corners of his robe, her slick and watery eyes staring at the sugar melon in his hand, her small face as tender as a lotus core from a pinch, her voice sweet. She acted sweetly and glutinously: "Brother, can you give me a bite of sugar melon~"

His heart is like a hot galaxy, hot and so soft.

Ji Ruoqing shifted her gaze uncomfortably, coughed softly, and said in a thin voice: "I've grown up now..."

Ji Ruoyu's eyes were dazzling, and the softness hidden in the depths of the galaxy disappeared.

Yeah, grown up.

She is no longer the Qingqing when she was a child.

Even if it looks like it occasionally, it won't be.

Ji Ruoyu sighed slightly, handed her the sugar melon filled with a paper bag full of oil, and said quietly: "You remember to put some on the stove."

This is a custom in both the Ji Kingdom and the Ye Kingdom. After a young year, the stove must be cleaned and some sugar melons placed in a small dish, as a New Year gift to the Lord Stove.

Ji Ruoqing nodded, but before he could say anything in the future, Ji Ruoyu hurriedly left.

Ji Ruoqing didn't see him again until New Year's Eve.

On New Year's Eve, Ji Ruoqing originally planned to stay alone.

She deliberately went out during the day to buy a bunch of things needed for New Year's Eve, such as midnight snacks, firecrackers and firecrackers.

At the end of the year, it seemed that the whole world had become a lot quieter, and even the bustling market on weekdays had become sparsely populated.

Many shops have closed their doors, only the big red spring couplets sticking to the door are curled up by the cold wind.

Ji Ruoqing hadn't planned to celebrate New Year's Eve before. How can she live a lonely family?

So nothing was prepared.

But on New Year's Eve, watching the lonely leaves in the courtyard being blown off the tree branches by the wind, and turning around in a circle against the ground, Ji Ruoqing suddenly felt the feeling of the New Year again.

No matter where you are, you have to be auspicious and happy.

Even if it's a year for a person, even if you are in a foreign land, you still have to live happily.

After making a decision immediately, Ji Ruoqing put on a white fluffy rabbit fur cloak and went out.

Since many shops were closed, it took a long time for her to gather all the things she should buy.

After returning to the yard, I poured three cups of hot tea, and I was relieved.

In this winter, it is really tiring to go shopping outside.

Ji Ruoqing is not very clear about the customs of New Year's Eve in Yeguo, but only slightly heard about it.

And she doesn't belong here. Anyway, she stayed behind closed doors for New Year's Eve, and she didn't plan to follow the customs of the night country, but came according to the customs of her childhood in the orphanage.

She bought some fireworks that can be set off in the yard, and some dumplings that can be cooked directly by boiling some water in a pot, and some melon seeds, peanuts, chestnuts, and honey crisps, which can be eaten during the night vigil. For melon and fruit snacks, I bought two more books that others have read and sold them, so they are cheap, so I plan to read them during the night watch.

The arrangement is just right.

It was a bit tired just to go shopping, so she came back to rest for a while, and fell asleep in bed unknowingly after bathing and changing clothes.

It was supposed to be clean before the beginning of the new year, but when the hot water soaked, the whole person became tired and slept for a long time.

When she woke up, it was dark all over.

Fortunately, a few days ago, she hung a big red lantern on the courtyard wall of the entire house two meters away, and the lamp oil in it could last for several days.

Now when I walked out of the house and opened the door, I could see that the dark sky was half-lit by the red lights in the courtyard. It was very festive.

It's not just her yard, looking far away, the skyline seems to be a little red with red light, perhaps it is set off by the red lanterns hanging in the yard everywhere.

The entire royal capital is full of lights and festoons, and now it has gathered into a sea of ​​red lights.

Ji Ruoqing brought these lanterns from people from the slums.

Although they are poor, they all have hands and feet. They do physical work on weekdays. They are not the kind of people who just want to beg for food.

The meals Ji Ruoqing gave them were untouched, excellent meals, and very nutritious.

Every time the adults in the slum took it back, they were reluctant to eat, leaving it to their children.

The children who were originally lacking in clothing, food, and skinny and thin were all grown white and fat. Parents were naturally very grateful to Ji Ruoqing, but they didn't expect to pay for it.

It's just that the family put up a big red lantern and sent it over during the New Year's Day. When you hung it so casually, it made the yard full of dangdang and it was very new.

Of course, they also sent a lot of New Year's goods, all of which were saved all year round through hard work, Ji Ruoqing naturally wouldn't accept it, and they all returned it.

Ji Ruoqing rubbed her sleepy eyes, and went to the small kitchen.

She added some hot water to the iron pan, set firewood, and planned to cook dumplings.

These dumplings were bought after she told the owner of the restaurant.

Yeguo didn't buy quick-frozen dumplings like modern ones. Everyone bought meat and vegetables and went home to make dumplings.

But Ji Ruoqing doesn't know how to make dumplings, so she can only buy the ready-made dumplings.

Because of this, the restaurant owner still suspected for a long time, thinking she was trying to steal the dumpling stuffing recipe from their restaurant, and looked at her carefully for a long time.

It was because she was so beautiful that it was hard to imagine that such a beauty still needed a recipe to steal the dumpling stuffing. The restaurant owner half-trusted her to sell a few kilograms of dumplings that she had already made.

The dumplings in this restaurant are very well done, the meat is thin and the skin is thin, and some gravy is brought with them after they are cooked. One bite is so delicious that people can't help but take one bite.

Ji Ruoqing had only eaten this restaurant once, and she became obsessed with his dumplings, so if she had the opportunity to eat dumplings like this on New Year's Eve, she was determined to buy dumplings from him.

...

The water boiled gurglingly, and bubbles continued to bubble out.

Ji Ruoqing counted fifteen dumplings, put them in, stirred them in the iron pot with a long wooden spoon, watched the dumplings floated, and added some cold well water into it.

The bubbling water in the pot suddenly became silent and silent.

After the water boiled again, the dumplings all floated up again.

Looking at the floating white dumplings in the pot with a little white soup, Ji Ruoqing was so hungry that she swallowed.

She couldn't wait to scoop up all the dumplings, put them in a goose-yellow glazed bowl, carried them to the vine shelf in the courtyard, and made a cup of jasmine tea on hand. When the wind made the dumplings cooler, she planned to open them. eat.

Ji Ruoqing didn't know what time it was, but occasionally one or two brilliant fireworks appeared on the horizon, and the sky became beautiful and colorful.

The fireworks here are fleeting, but there are again. It is very beautiful.

Ji Ruoqing was about to hold up a bowl and eat dumplings while watching the fireworks. It must be very pleasant, but suddenly there was a knock on the door.

She frowned, trying to pretend that she didn't hear it. After all, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers was too loud, no wonder her.

Eating dumplings is important.

But as soon as I picked up a big fat dumpling, before it was delivered to the entrance, I was frightened by a black shadow that suddenly turned over from the corner, and the dumpling fell back into the bowl again.

Ji Ruoqing opened her beautiful eyes and glanced over.

It really was Ji Ruoyu.

His face was a faint expression that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong. He lifted the front of his robe and sat beside Ji Ruoqing, her clear eyes falling on the bowl of hot dumplings.

"Qingqing did this for me?"

It is clear that it is not, but he still has to ask.

Ji Ruoqing was about to say no, when she suddenly saw a deep sadness on Ji Ruoyu's clear face.

He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes swayed slightly, as if shaking off his grief.

"Qingqing didn't know. On New Year's Eve when she was a child, the queen always made dumplings for eating..."

"At that time, my father and I were always looking forward to dividing a few more..."

The faint light of the candlelight fell on Ji Ruoyu's profile, revealing some excessive paleness and coldness.

Xu is that he has been too tired these days, his eyes are tired, and his spirit and body are too tired, not as good as before.

When he said this, his eyes were full of struggle, nostalgia, resentment, self-blame, sadness, and loneliness. Many emotions surged in his bottomless eyes, making Ji Ruoqing wonder what to say for a while.

Finally, she sighed slightly in her heart, and she probably understood why Ji Ruoyu was so temperamental.

Abandoned by his mother when he was young, his father was busy with politics and wanted to dominate the world quickly, but he was negligent.

Only a sister who was waiting to be fed was left for him, and he was so clingy that he was the whole world alone.

He will naturally depend on his sister, leaving only the feelings of each other in his life.

Ji Ruoyu is also a poor man.

Ji Ruoqing thought for a while, handed him his bamboo chopsticks, and decided to go to another bowl of dumplings to eat.

"Brother...Brother, I haven't touched this bowl before. You can eat it." Ji Ruoqing picked up the bowl and stuffed it into Ji Ruoyu's hand. "There are only fifteen, is that enough?"

Ji Ruoyu took a deep look at her, a dark color flashed across his pupils, did not speak, just picked up a steaming dumpling and lowered his head to bite.

But he never raised his head again.

Ji Ruoqing pursed her lips and went to the small kitchen to order another bowl.

At this time, she just ordered 30 dumplings, and she was afraid that Ji Ruoyu would not be enough, so she would divide him a little bit.

Walking out with a steaming bowl of dumplings, Ji Ruoqing suddenly found that there was another person in her small courtyard.

Ye Qianchen was wearing a large cloak that was as dark as ink, and looked at her like a cold star, seemingly unpleasant.

Ji Ruoqing was a little bit stunned. He didn't understand why he looked at her as if she had made some monstrous mistake, making her feel a little guilty...?

Ji Ruoyu suddenly leaned back and leaned on the rocking chair. The large movement caused Ji Ruoqing and Ye Qianchen to look sideways at the same time.

Ji Ruoyu didn't seem to feel the eyes of the two of them, but put the goose-yellow glaze bowl in his hand on the square table. The dumplings in it had been eaten cleanly, and there was no one left.

Ji Ruoqing seems to understand something.

Looking back, Ye Qianchen's cold eyes had already fallen back to her face, and his eyes looked like a deep and bottomless pool, which was good-looking but with some thrilling taste.

The air was extremely quiet, and only the sound of fireworks crackling and exploding in the distance could be heard in the distance, which was brilliant in an instant, reflecting Ye Qianchen's cold and perfect profile.

The surrounding wind seemed to have just blown out of the ice cellar, and it was a bit stinging with the cold on his face.

Ji Ruoqing shuddered and heard Ye Qianchen's faint voice ringing in her ears.

"Where are the lone dumplings?"

"..." Eat the vinegar of dumplings?

Ji Ruoqing is really powerless to complain. Today is the Chinese New Year, and she doesn't want to make everyone unhappy.

She directly handed the new bowl of dumplings in her hand to Ye Qianchen: "If you don't dislike it, just eat this bowl."

"Have you eaten?" Ye Qianchen raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I haven't eaten it, don't worry, it's clean." Ji Ruoqing thought of Ye Qianchen's cleanliness, and quickly explained, for fear that the uncle might have some other thoughts before tossing her.

Unexpectedly, some disappointed expressions flashed across Ye Qianchen's cold and quiet eyes, and then he took the bowl in a daze and picked up the dumplings inside.

Ji Ruoqing:...

Why does this mean he regrets that she has never eaten...?

Ye Qianchen's heart is more terrifying than a woman's heart. It is really a pin on the seabed, which can be retracted into the ear like Monkey King's golden cudgel.

Ji Ruoqing was still complaining in her heart, but she saw Ye Qianchen had stopped the bamboo chopsticks, and revealed the gesture of a winner she was familiar with. Her eyes were full of diligence while she was lying on the rocking chair and pretending to watch the fireworks, but she was eavesdropping. Ji Ruoyu who were talking between them.

Ye Qianchen pursed his lips slightly and flaunted: "There are thirty solitary dumplings, half more than you."

Ji Ruoqing:...

Ji Ruoyu:...

Ji Ruoyu, who was still a little leisurely to appreciate the fireworks, felt that the whole person was not good, the faint expression on his face became more and more indifferent, and his palms quietly clenched into fists.

Ji Ruoqing was afraid that the two would fight in her yard.

It doesn’t matter if you hurt someone, what if you hurt the flowers and plants in her yard...

She had no choice but to bite the bullet and persuade: "I was worried that there were not enough dumplings, so I ordered more. If it is not enough, there will be more."

"I want more." Ji Ruoyu answered without hesitation.

Ye Qianchen glanced at Ji Ruoyu, and a faint wind fell on Ji Ruoqing: "I want more for the lonely."

alright.

Ji Ruoqing feels that she is really unlucky today. On New Year's Eve, she has to deal with the two people who have started to fight for some reason and become jealous.

She had to bend her lips and ask a little softly, "Then how many dumplings do you want to eat?"

"Whatever." The two people responded in unison.

After that, the two realized that the other party had said the same thing as their own, and a very unfriendly cold light burst into their eyes, and then they snorted, and both turned their heads, as if looking at each other more would stain their eyes.

"..." Ji Ruoqing raised her forehead, and was really speechless to the two of them, "If it's casual, then I will lay down all the dumplings, don't you divide it by yourself?"

"Yes, as long as there is more than him." The two said in unison.

Ji Ruoqing:...

Ye Qianchen and Ji Ruoyu looked at each other again, and then turned away, not wanting to look at each other at all, their cold snort voices were even worse than before.

...

In the end, the poor dumplings became a tool for the two to compete, as if whoever ate more would be more powerful. The two of them couldn't eat more and were still stuffing them in their mouths, but they still maintained a perfect image. Eating dumplings with light clouds and light breeze, neither salty nor light.

In fact, according to Yi Ji Ruoqing, the two of them are afraid that they will not want to eat dumplings for the rest of their lives.

After all, the painful look in the depths of their eyes when they glanced at the dumplings did not seem to be fake, she could see it clearly.

Ji Ruoqing originally planned to eat four catties of dumplings in several meals until the fifteenth of the first lunar month, but he didn't expect to be divided up by the two in just half an hour.

As for herself, she was only divided into fifteen. Although she was full, she still felt distressed for her dumplings.

In the last dumpling battle, Ye Qianchen ate one more and narrowly won.

It's not that Ji Ruoyu couldn't hold it anymore, but that he didn't beat Qianchen overnight and the last dumpling was snatched by Ye Qianchen.

Because of this, he broke one of Ji Ruoqing's flower pots, and Ye Qianchen directly compensated Ji Ruoqing ten taels of silver.

It made Ji Ruoqing hate to move a few flower pots out, and then encourage them to fight again.

...

After eating the dumplings, Ji Ruoqing thought they were going to leave, but unexpectedly they started to scan her yard by coincidence.

Ji Ruoqing sat in the rocking chair and looked at the two men suspiciously.

The two of them glanced around, and finally their eyes fell on the only rectangular wooden stool beside Ji Ruoqing, frowning together.

"How come there is only one stool?"

"..." Ji Ruoqing wanted to ask them, did I invite you to sit down? !

But she thought for a while, don’t hurt her peace for the New Year, so she replied with a smile: "I originally lived by myself, and this bench is also extra."

The two were stunned, looked at each other, then looked at the doors of Ji Ruoqing's house, as if they wanted to go in and move chairs.

But Ji Ruoqing saw their intentions.

She didn't want them to stay here, let them go in and move chairs. !

Of course, it's best to find a way to chase them away.

So she still squinted her eyes and smiled sweetly and sweetly, but the sense of alienation and rushing guests in her eyes is very obvious: "This bench can obviously sit two people... If you don't sit, then please go back. Right~ My courtyard is so simple that I can't accommodate two distinguished guests."

According to Ji Ruoqing's impression, the two of them are incompatible with each other and would never want to sit on the same bench.

So I can only go back to each house angrily.

Unexpectedly, the two of them looked at each other, thought for a moment, and each of them lifted the front of their robes and sat down.

Sitting on one end of the bench, there seems to be an invisible boundary between them, which is very distinct.

Rao is like this, or is it surprising enough that the two can sit on an equal footing...?

Ji Ruoqing:? ? ?

Perceiving Ji Ruoqing's surprise, Ji Ruoyu and Ye Qianchen looked at each other disgustingly.

Ji Ruoyu: "In fact, you are a good person, except that you want to eat swan meat and like people you shouldn't like."

Ye Qianchen replied unwillingly: "In fact, you are a good person, except that you won't reincarnate."

"..." Ji Ruoqing was confused when she heard it. How did she feel that there was an unspeakable secret between the two of them that kept her in the dark...?

The two snorted again after picking each other's thorns, turning their heads away.

But Ji Ruoqing can see clearly that their current resentment of each other is completely different from the previous resentment of each other...!