Today's court meeting broke up unhappily.

Later, she came to dine with me, but she looked as if nothing had happened, never mentioning the events of this morning, just silently using the dishes in front of her, occasionally holding a chopstick for me, her eyes were lowered, as if she was thinking about something, and she did not want to look at me.

I didn't know where I got my spirit, so I put the dishes and chopsticks down and took the initiative to open my mouth: "I'm serious about the draft." ”

-- Since Kwong Xiqing ascended the throne, he has only one child under his knees, which is not a good thing for the ruler.

Put all your expectations on her, and if something happens to this child, the whole country will be in turmoil.

She tasted the food in her mouth, and just paused with chopsticks when she heard the words, but she didn't look at me immediately, but changed the topic stiffly: "Don't talk about this, today's bamboo shoots are very tender, you might as well give it a try." ”

"You know what I mean...... 陛xià. I deliberately emphasized the last two words, and succeeded in seeing her calm appearance.

This not only reminds her that she has to seek government in her position, but also widens the gap between us.

"Enough!" She slapped her chopsticks on the table, closed her eyes vigorously, took a deep breath, as if to calm the anger in her heart, and then asked me calmly, "Do you want to force me?" ”

"It's not that I'm going to force you to do anything, it's how you're going to face the Manchu Dynasty and the people of the world?" Hiding all the feelings in my heart, I also looked back at her calmly, "Escape is not the solution, and the courtiers have made their attitudes clear - not to mention, according to Kuang Xiqing's temperament, he will not refuse this matter again and again, and you should know this better than me." ”

"So what? You know, I'm not her, and I can't learn her style. After being silent for a while, Jiang Zhuo said with a frown.

"I don't know her style, and I don't know what you're thinking," I looked into her eyes, and all kinds of emotions in my heart were surging, almost irrepressible - at this moment, I finally realized that I was not disappointed in her, nor was I without resentment, but I always forgot all these feelings behind the pain, and when I inevitably hurt each other, I couldn't help but pop up little by little, "I only know that when you choose to sit in that position, you are destined to no longer be able to do whatever you want, Instead, he wants to force himself to play the role of Kuang Xiqing and play the role of an emperor. ”

- It's like I had to play that nasty Kwong Xihan...... Over time, I got used to it.

Have I forgotten my old self, or have I become a new her?

"Don't compare me to her," Jiang Zhuo's face changed, and his voice was completely cold, "What she doesn't dare to do, I dare." ”

"What are you going to do?" Noticing the cold smile on the corner of her mouth and the strange brightness in her eyes, I had a bad feeling.

"Jian Xin, why are you looking at me so defensively?" She lowered her eyebrows, sighed heavily, and listened to her words, and said meaningfully: "I hid it from you before, but I couldn't help myself...... So, what you promised me, will you regret it? ”

"Naturally not." Although I couldn't guess her sudden intention, I nodded seriously, "I promised you, and I will do it." ”

- Even if you don't need the promise at all.

Sure enough, I heard her chuckle and say, "I won't agree to accept any servants...... However, I will tell the world that I will marry you as a concubine. ”

――My first reaction was to refuse.

"Are you crazy?" I can't believe she had such crazy thoughts.

If it had been before, I would have been overjoyed and agreed without saying a word, but at this moment, there is only absurdity - after all, she is now my nominal imperial sister.

Not to mention those political enemies who regard me as a beast of prey, how do the people of the world think of me, and how do they think of her who gave orders?

This is a real betrayal of morality, and in comparison, King Duan's request for a concubine is insignificant.

"What? You don't want to? She pursed her lips and looked at me with displeasure, as if a wound crossed her eyes, "You said you wanted to be with me...... Are they all lying to me? ”

-- I said yes.

But the person I confessed to was my personal guard, the one who gave me a sense of security, who would call me "owner" with a cold voice, and would look at me with gentle eyes on Jiang Zhuo.

is not this person who has the identity of Kuang Xiqing, who sits in the world but refuses to reveal even a word of truth.

"This moment, that time," looking directly at her sharp eyes, ruthless, or out of her mouth, "What's more, it's clear that you are hiding from me first, aren't you?" ”

Probably didn't expect me to refuse and not forget to accuse her, Jiang Zhuo's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You are right, I hid it from you first...... I'm to blame. ”

Seeing her so depressed, I couldn't help but soften, so I grabbed my palm hard and kept my mouth shut - the pain taught me to wake up and gently look away.

After a while, she left quietly, leaving only a shallow sigh floating in the air.

I thought that this matter had been revealed, but at the court meeting the next day, she caught everyone off guard.

At first, she just quietly let the officials below gush on and on and on to admonish the draft recruits, smiled perfunctorily, and neither agreed, but also did not flatly refuse as yesterday, which gave those people the illusion that she was hesitating.

I was almost deceived by her appearance, thinking that she was really relieved of everyone's different advice and advice, and I felt relieved that I had survived the crisis, but there was also a trace of loss that could not be ignored - after all, I had never let go of her in my heart, how could I calmly face her and find a new love?

It's just that under pressure and self-deception, I don't care.

was in the dark, but I heard the person on the throne suddenly sneer, and his voice was so cold that it seemed to have a thin layer of ice quenched: "The Ministry of Rites is Fang Zhengqing, before discussing various matters of the draft, you might as well tell me how you got to the three-in, three-out house on Yuchun Street, how did it come about?" ”

-- Fang Zhengqing, whose name she mentioned, was the first official to propose the draft, and he was also the main supporter among them.

Yuchun Street is one of the best neighborhoods in Guanlan City, and the people who live there are either rich or expensive, and if they follow the rules of the Ministry of Rites, they will probably have to struggle for a hundred years to buy a small courtyard there; What's more, Fang Zhengqing is still just a servant from the fourth grade.

"This ......" I saw her ruffle her clothes and slowly knelt on the marble tiles in the hall, her face seemed calm, and her eyes were indeed a little evasive.

"Of course, the most valuable thing is not the house, but the handsome son who lives in the backyard," Jiang Zhuo seemed to have changed his person, changed his taciturn temperament, and spoke like a cannon, until Fang Zhengqing's face turned pale and crumbling, "The top brand of Jinqi Fang, a thousand gold overnight, is said to have been wrapped by a certain adult for a month...... Tsk, Fang Qing is really, what a big stroke. ”

"We're here, we're ......" Fang Zhengqing shook his head with a wry smile, and finally gave up his defense.

- Obviously, since Jiang Zhuo can say this, she must have a lot of evidence of her greed for ink, and any of them are enough to teach this person to be ruined, and no matter how much she denies it, it will only be a humiliation for herself.

"Also, Master Sheng of the Ministry of Households, Lord Wang of the Ministry of War, Lord Liu of Dali Temple......" Jiang Zhuo didn't care about her anymore, but tapped on the handrail, casually reported a large list of lists, with each tap, one person knelt down in panic, and after a while, there were more than ten officials from different departments kneeling in the hall, with high and low positions, and the similarities were nothing more than the highest voices in yesterday's draft.

What a trick to draw salary!

Judging from the information that Jiang Zhuo seemed to have inadvertently revealed, it seems that she has mastered everyone's handle, and after this, who else dares to be this rafter?

It is said that the Qing Governor's Mansion for three years, 100,000 snowflakes of silver, which of these sanctimonious officials dare to pat their chests and swear that they have no shady deeds?

It's just that I don't know, Jiang Zhuo sent someone to find out overnight, or if he had prepared it for a long time...... If it's the latter, it's terrible.

After those officials taught her to calm down, Jiang Zhuo unhurriedly threw out another bombshell news: "I have a favorite woman and want to accept her as a concubine, I don't know what you Aiqing has to say?" ”

I froze and subconsciously looked at her, but she ignored me, just leaned back in her chair with confidence, slowly scanning the officials below, unaware of what shocking words she had said.

If it weren't for the wrong time, place and position, I would almost give her a thumbs up: this trick to encircle Wei and save Zhao is really a good plan.

It can be inferred from this that the officials led by Fang Zhengqing were shocked by thunderous means, although it was to set an example and warn them to stop the draft, but it was also to pave the way for the decision to put forward this concubine - no matter how shocking this decision was, these officials who were caught by her pigtails no longer had the courage to put their beaks in their beaks.

"Very good, since Zhu Qing has no objections, leave this matter to Fang Qing to handle." She stroked the piping of her cuffs and smiled lightly, "I believe that Fang Qing will not disappoint me." ”

"Weichen ......" Fang Zhengqing knelt on the ground, wanting to cry without tears.

"Retreat." Without giving her a chance to refuse, and not giving others time to speak, Jiang Zhuo glanced at me fixedly before getting up to leave—that glance seemed to be provocative, and a little proud.

But I felt cold all over my body, and my heart sank to the bottom.

After returning to the residence, not long after, Jiang Zhuo sent someone to bring a box, and mysteriously asked me to retreat and the rest of the people to open it alone.

Happily lifted the lid, and inside was a set of bright red wedding clothes.

The red color was flamboyant and enthusiastic, but it pierced my eyes deeply.

Stroking the soft fabric, I hesitated and finally made up my mind.

At night, I cut off a piece of clothes with scissors, hid it in my sleeve pocket, and took advantage of the excuse of walking, and came to the rockery where I met Zizheng again, and quietly tied the red piece of clothes in an inconspicuous place.

- I can't stop her, so I have to choose to leave.

It's better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes, maybe this is the best ending for me and her.