63. The True King's Knot (16)

In the second year of Tianyu, the first month was a snowy night.

The whole night was gray, the twenty-eight stars were seized by the heavy snow, the joy and sorrow of the night were intertwined, some people went farther and farther, and some feelings grew quietly in the long night.

Sheng Xue stayed all night, and no one knew who she met, where she went, and what inspired her...... Qianlan waited for her in the palace all night.

Tianming, Sheng Xue returned, her face was expressionless, she went to Chengqing Hall after a freshening up, Qianlan asked, she just smiled lightly, and didn't say anything more.

Sheng Xue never mentioned the events of that night, Tang Jingzong was also tight-lipped, although Qianlan complied with the wishes of the two and did not ask much, but the doubts in her heart became more and more intense.

Qianlan still serves in the imperial study every day, and the tacit cooperation with Tang Jingzong is like a couple who have been together for many years.

Sheng Xue listened to Tang Jingzong's words, and never appeared in the imperial study again, she served the Empress Dowager He wholeheartedly, no longer jumped away, her face was no longer wanton and flamboyant, and she had a calm and calm attitude, and gradually had the shadow of Qianlan.

Everything seems to be running peacefully, but in fact the dark waves are turbulent.

Qianlan couldn't hide the doubts in her heart, coupled with the changes in Sheng Xue, the relationship between her and Tang Jingzong gradually became inseparable, Tang Jingzong is a smart person, and he can see the changes in Qianlan, but his energy is focused on the court, and he is really physically and mentally exhausted when he is too busy to take care of himself!

The politics of the time are thieves, and Jingzong cannot be controlled.

In the second year of Tianyu, June.

Zhu Quanzhong, the king of Wei, brewed the "White Horse Change". Many well-dressed people in the imperial court were killed by traitors at the White Horse Post on the banks of the Yellow River and dumped their bodies in the Yellow River.

Tang Jingzong smashed the fold in his hand hard! With a punch, a huge hole in the desk bloomed.

This is the first time Qianlan has seen Tang Jingzong angry because of state affairs, and he just kept his eyes calm when he couldn't help himself in the past, hiding all his dissatisfaction and helplessness in his heart, and not letting others notice it easily.

But today, he was scared......

Qianlan picked up the fold and glanced at the dense words, she has been waiting by Tang Jingzong's side these days, although she lives in the inner palace, she still knows a little about the affairs of the court.

More than 30 people such as Dugu and Qiyuan were buried in the Yellow River, more than 30 lives were lived, and they were all court officials, and the King of Wei was still blatantly cruel to the officials, so isn't the day of killing the monarch just around the corner?

Qianlan knew the panic in Tang Jingzong's heart, and she understood his anger even more, but right now, it was not the time to be angry, the King of Wei was growing stronger and stronger, and Tang Jingzong was dead in name, if he didn't bear to obey, he was afraid that the disaster of killing was close at hand.

She held Tang Jingzong's hot hand, and the coldness of her palm calmed Tang Jingzong.

Spread out the palm of his hand and wrote: "I will carry it with you!"

She is just a palace maid, with no power or power, she can neither turn the clouds and rain nor subvert the court, all she can do is accompany her.

Tang Jingzong hugged her into his arms, Qianlan had a faint milk fragrance, it smelled very good, Tang Jingzong sniffed carefully, and gradually settled down.

But the more she wanted to be calm, the more she trembled, and Qianlan tightly clasped him.

"Qianlan, I don't seem to be able to protect anyone......"

His voice is rarely vicissitudes, it is not at all what a teenager should have, Qianlan listened to it, and was very distressed.

"It's time for you to go. Tang Jingzong let go of his hand, turned around, turned his back to her, and waved his hand weakly.