Sanniang looked at Qingling, looked at Zhuo Yijia again, and continued: "It's no one, so it's weird. Mama Bai listened to the slave guarding the door of the cold palace, saying that she seemed to have vaguely seen Concubine Lan that night. ”

Zhuo Yijia frowned when she heard this: "What did Concubine Lan do when she went to the cold palace?" ”

Sanniang shook her head: "Mama Bai only found so much. ”

Zhuo Yijia nodded, and then looked back at Sanniang: "Sanniang, you go back first." ”

"Yes." Sanniang responded, then looked at Zhuo Yijia and said, "Then do you still check?" ”

Zhuo Yijia shook his head: "I'll go to the cold palace in person later." ”

Mama Bai asked her to check in private, and she could only investigate quietly. It's good to be able to find out this. Now that Zhao Fengyao has ascended the throne, it is not difficult for her to ask for an order to enter the cold palace.

"Okay, then master, you take care of your body." Sanniang responded, and turned her head to look at Qingling: "If the master wants to go out, wear more and thicker." ”

"Okay, okay, I can't even walk anymore." Zhuo Yijia put away his hand and waved. When I put my hand down, my arms were still slightly open because I was wearing too much. Clothes that are too thick are blocked under the armpits and can't be closed.

Sanniang walked out, Zhuo Yijia sat in front of the dresser, raised her hand and prepared to wear a bun casually, but she felt that she was wearing too much and couldn't lift her hand, so she had to put it down: "Qingling, come and tie my hair for me." ”

"Yes." Qingling, who was about to pour hot water, put down the copper basin in her hand, walked behind Zhuo Yijia, raised her hand and began to curl her hair.

"Don't wear so much for me in the future, it's very inconvenient." Zhuo Yijia looked at the bloated self in the bronze mirror, sighed and said.

The last time she got along with Qingling was when she was in the courtyard of the Zhuo family. At that time, Zhuo Yijia's body was very weak and she was afraid of cold, so when winter came, Qingling always dressed her in layers of clothes to ensure that the little Zhuo Yijia would not catch a cold in the courtyard where there was no earth dragon.

For many years after that, Qingling never served her again, but she remembered all these things. Now that I have come back to continue to take care of Zhuo Yijia, it is another winter, and I still put layers of clothes on Zhuo Yijia every day.

"If it's decided today, the master is a general, and there are endless blessings, where do you need to do something." Qingling gently combed Zhuo Yijia's hair and said, "Besides, the master is afraid of the cold, and he will go out later, so he must wear more." ”

"But you're wearing too much." Zhuo Yijia listened to Qingling's words, and looked helplessly at herself in the bronze mirror with her arms hanging down on both sides. sighed.

"When the spring comes, I will make good clothes for the master, and then the master will not be afraid of ugliness." Qingling chuckled as she made a good gesture for Zhuo Yijia: "Okay, master." ”

Zhuo Yijia looked at the hair that had been curled in the mirror, and then got up: "Let's go, accompany me into the palace." ”

The snow covered the ground, and the heavens and the earth were covered with snow.

Zhuo Yijia stood at the door, looking at the heavy snow outside, and was about to go out.

Qingling hurriedly stepped forward and put on a fox fur for Zhuo Yijia, and then followed her out. Zhuo Yijia looked down at the big on his body, sighed, didn't bother to say anything, and let Qingling go.

Zhuo Yijia did not ride a horse. With Qingling, everything is more and more like a woman in the boudoir. She rode in a carriage all the way to the palace. handed over the sign, but the noble father-in-law next to the emperor personally went out to greet him.

Hong Shan and Qing Ling followed your father-in-law to the East Pavilion where the emperor reviewed and inspected, and the adults in the East Pavilion who were still on errands nodded when they saw Zhuo Yijia.

Although Zhuo Yijia is a woman, she is a military general with an official position, and it has long been rumored that Emperor Shunzhen wants to set up General Liuguang as the queen, but no one still thinks that Zhuo Yijia came to this East Pavilion to interfere in politics.

She was led by her father-in-law and walked to the place where Zhao Fengyao reviewed the excerpts in the East Pavilion. Emperor Shi Shunzhen was bowing his head to review the chapter, Zhuo Yijia walked in and saluted Zhao Fengyao: "The lower officials see the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor." ”

Zhao Fengyao put down the cinnabar pen in his hand, looked up at Zhuo Yijia in front of him, stood up straight from his position, walked to Zhuo Yijia's side, and bent over to help her up: "How many times have I said it, you don't have to salute me." ”

"The courtesy of a monarch and a minister cannot be abolished." Zhuo Yijia stood up in accordance with Zhao Fengyao's movements, and replied with a glance.

"You talk to me about kings and ministers, and you are not kings and ministers. It is my minister, it is my people. Zhao Fengyao said as he picked up the teacup on the table, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Zhuo Yijia: "Then are you my person?" ”

Zhuo Yijia's eyes fell on the wet marks of the teacup, raised his head, and glanced at Zhao Fengyao: "This is the cup you have drunk, I don't want it." ”

"You hate me so much?" Zhao Fengyao raised his eyebrows, drank all the hot tea poured in the cup, and then looked at Zhuo Yijia: "Don't you die of thirst." ”

Zhuo Yijia stared when she heard this, looked at Zhao Fengyao, pursed her lips, and her cheeks were a little red because she didn't know if she was cold or angry. She didn't speak.

"Okay, don't be angry. Why did you come to me? Zhao Fengyao said with a chuckle, then turned his head, took a clean cup on the table, poured it full of tea, and turned around and handed it to Zhuo Yijia.

"Can't you come if you're fine?" Zhuo Yijia lifted the big hat and looked at Zhao Fengyao angrily.

"Of course you can, I can come too." Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia and said with a smile.

Zhuo Yijia turned his head, avoiding Zhao Fengyao's eyes, took the hot tea in his hand, and took a sip: "I'm going to the cold palace to ask for a token for you." ”

"Go to the cold palace?" Zhao Fengyao listened to Zhuo Yijia's words, and frowned: "Why are you going to the cold palace?" ”

"Concubine Lan's affairs have been found out, I'm going to go to the cold palace to have a look." Zhuo Yijia turned his head to look at Zhao Fengyao.

"Are you going to go yourself? It's cold, I'll send them to check. Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia and took the cup she had drunk.

Zhuo Yijia shook his head: "I'll go there myself." As he spoke, he paused, and then said, "After all, Concubine Lan was also very good to me in the past. ”

Zhao Fengyao nodded: "Then you go, I'll let Liangyu come with you and dine with me later." ”

Zhuo Yijia shook his head: "It's good for me to go with Qingling, I don't need to follow Liangyu." ”

Zhao Fengyao frowned, and then let go: "Okay, you should be careful yourself." ”

"Hmm." Zhuo Yijia nodded, took the token handed by your father-in-law on the side, and went outside.

The heavy snow in the palace weighed down the branches, and a thick layer of snow was piled on the ground, and it creaked when stepped on. Qingling and Zhuo Yijia held umbrellas and walked towards the cold palace.

After Zhuo Yijia handed the sign to the palace people guarding the cold palace, he walked inside.