Zhaoyang Hall is located in the northwest corner of the palace, from the study to the Zhaoyang Palace still need to walk for a while, originally Chengzong proposed, to let Lingxi change to a larger palace, but was rejected by Lingxi, the reason is that she is used to being quieter, more importantly, she was originally in the undercurrent of jealousy in the harem, can avoid some to avoid, although she is not afraid, but it is troublesome, Chengzong felt that what she said was reasonable, so he did not mention this matter.

Today, the wind and snow in the capital have finally subsided, and there is some sun lazily, but there is no warm feeling, Wang Bichi was originally kneeling well in the upper study, but he was grabbed by Xiao Xi who suddenly rushed in, and he lifted the collar of his back coat and mentioned it all the way to Zhaoyang Palace.

"Xiao Xi, how can you do this to Lord Wang? Don't let go quickly!" Ling Xi saw that Xiao Xi was like catching a chicken, carrying Wang Bichi into the door, and couldn't help but hide his face and snicker.

Wang Bichi's face was not good-looking, but he struggled all the way, insulted, and did not let Xiao Xi let go of his hand, and then gave up resistance, but all the ministers in the study saw this scene, but it made the old man feel that he had lost face, so as not to become the laughing stock of others.

"Okay. Xiao Xi grinned, then let go of her hand, and then sat down next to Bai He.

"It's not gentle at all. Bai He glanced at her and said.

"What? You like gentleness, okay, then I'll be 'gentle' to you in the future!" Xiao Xi emphasized the word gentleness, then smiled coldly, grabbed Bai He's clothes, and walked out of the palace, and then Bai He's painful screams came from outside the palace.

"Lord Wang, I smiled. Lingxi shook his head helplessly, looked at Wang Bichi and said.

Wang Bichi also couldn't cry or laugh, sighed, and said, "I don't know, what is the reason why Niangniang came to the old minister?"

"The person recommended by this palace, Lord Wang has seen it?" The charcoal basin in the house seemed to have burned out a little, the temperature dropped a little, and Lingxi subconsciously tightened his sleeves.

"I haven't seen it, but I have sent someone to inquire, and the old minister thinks it is not appropriate. Wang Bichi frowned, and when Lingxi told him who the right person was, he was very depressed.

"It's not suitable? How could it be! This palace thinks it's very suitable, and the emperor should like it, and the beauty is not inferior to this palace. Lingxi narrowed his eyes, and the sunlight poured in through the crack in the eaves.

"Indeed, Miss Mei Xiang'er's beauty, although the old minister has never seen it, he has heard of it, but she is from a background. Wang Bichi didn't continue, after all, Mei Xiang'er was the person recommended by Lingxi, and he had something to do with Lingxi, and now he had changed from fear and hatred to awe.

"So, you Confucian scholars are the most pedantic, is it important to have a background? If you go back to it, in the eyes of others, isn't the origin of this palace also unclear?" Lingxi pursed his lower lip and rubbed his index finger against the nail of his middle finger.

"It's different. Wang Bichi hurriedly got down from his chair and fell to his knees.

"Hey, Lord Wang, please get up quickly, what you said is not unreasonable, this palace has a way, but it needs the cooperation of Lord Wang. Lingxi looked at Wang Bichi who was prostrate on the ground and smiled slightly.

"Wise mother, please speak. Wang Bichi said.

"If Lord Wang accepts Mei Xiang'er as a righteous daughter, then he can be regarded as having a suitable identity. Lingxi laughed.