"Miss......" Xiao Mo was frightened by Xia Lingxin's heartbroken expression, and stood behind him for a long time and didn't dare to speak.

I saw Xia Lingxin standing outside the window of Wen Xiaoluo's room, looking at the paper window with a dull gaze. She originally wanted to come to see Song Yichen, but she left after taking a look. But who would have thought that after hearing these words, she knew in her heart that Song Yichen didn't like her now, but when she really heard those words, she felt that her heart was about to break...... I even couldn't help but be crazy jealous of Wen Xiaoluo, why should she, why could she have Song Yichen. Obviously, she is the wife that Song Yichen is marrying......

"Let's go back ......" After a long time, I heard Xia Lingxin lower her eyes and whisper this sentence, and then left without looking back. Xiao Mo hurriedly followed behind Xia Lingxin, couldn't help but glance at Wen Xiaoluo's room, the corners of his mouth hooked, and then retracted his gaze and hurriedly caught up with Xia Lingxin......

As Song Yichen said, within two or three days, Chen Yongheng sent someone to take Song Yichen into the palace. Since then, Song Yichen will enter the palace to study every morning and come back every evening. I heard that Chen Yongheng had prepared a place for him in the palace, but Song Yichen insisted on coming back every day, so Chen Yongheng also let him go.

Now that Song Yichen is busy, Wen Xiaoluo's time to practice martial arts is getting less and less. And I don't know why, now Xia Lingxin likes to run towards her more and more.

"What is my sister thinking?"

Xia Lingxin's words made Wen Xiao come back to his senses suddenly, shook his head, and said indifferently: "It's nothing, has there been something wrong with Madame lately?" Wen Xiaoluo's words were obscure, but Xia Lingxin was a smart woman, and saying this was enough for her to understand.

Sure enough, I saw Xia Lingxin cover her mouth and chuckle lightly when she heard this, and then took out a purse from her sleeve and handed it to Wen Xiaoluo: "This purse was embroidered by me a few days ago, and I thought that my sister should use it, so I sent it over, and I hope my sister will not dislike it." ”

Wen Xiaoluo took the purse in his hand and looked at it carefully. The color of the purse is plain and light, and some lotus leaves and some lotus flowers are embroidered on it, and the style is simple and atmospheric. It looks good. What's more...... Wen Xiaoluo took the purse to the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly, and then said, "This purse is so fragrant." ”

The corners of Xia Lingxin's mouth hooked, and said with a smile: "I soaked this fabric with the juice of rose petals overnight, and when it was dried on the second day, the fabric was as pleasant as it is now." ”

Wen Xiaoluo sniffed again when he heard the words. It is really as Xia Lingxin said, full of the smell of roses. Not pungent, not rich, faint, nice to smell. Wen Xiaoluo likes this purse very much. His face couldn't help but soften a lot, and he said, "I don't have anything good here...... Just give this to Madame for self-defense. Wen Xiaoluo said and took out a pocket dagger from his arms. Biwen Xiaoluo's hand is a little bigger, and the workmanship is a little rough, but it is very beautiful.

"I did it some time ago when I was fine, and it may be useful in the future when Madame took it." Wen Xiaoluo said and handed the dagger to Xia Lingxin.

Xia Lingxin took the dagger, her eyes flashed slightly, and she seemed to be a little embarrassed and said: "How good is this, at first glance, it is my sister's personal belonging......"

Wen Xiaoluo waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "There is nothing that is not close to the body, everything is like that after a long time." I can still make a dagger myself. This lady is holding it. As soon as Wen Xiaoluo said this, Xia Lingxin couldn't shirk anymore, so she carefully put away the dagger.

Wen Xiaoluo was not good at talking to delicate women, and he didn't know what to say, so he fell silent for a while. But fortunately, Xia Lingxin is an empathetic person, and she knew that Wen Xiaoluo was not good at words, so she took the initiative to talk to her.

In this way, the two of you said and I answered, and time passed slowly. Finally it was time for dinner, and Xia Lingxin left with some reluctance. Because Old Man Song didn't wait to see Wen Xiaoluo, Wen Xiaoluo didn't eat with the Song family when he ate every day. Instead, eat alone in your room. Song Yichen would be with him if he came back, but it was so late today, and Song Yichen didn't come back, thinking that something had happened in the palace......

Thinking of this, Xiaoluo couldn't help but be a little tired of his current identity and situation. Every day in this deep boudoir, it can be said that he knows almost nothing about the outside world. She doesn't care about her past life or this life, her greatest wish is to defend her home and country. But now, I basically don't know about state affairs, so what kind of protection do we talk about?!

"Miss, the young master is back." Absent-mindedness to eat a meal. It was the chagrin that Song Yichen came back.

I saw Song Yichen walking in with a cold air all over his body, and there was a rare solemn look between his eyebrows. Seeing this, Wen Xiaoluo put down the dishes and chopsticks, and couldn't help asking, "What happened?" ”

"Chen Yongheng's condition has worsened, I'm afraid it's ...... It won't last long. With that, both of them fell silent. In front of the country, the previous love and hatred were put aside.

If something happens to Chen Yongheng now, if he passes the throne to Song Yichen, it will be better if he doesn't see it. It's not that Song Yichen's ability is not good, but he is too young now, and he has never been in and out of the court again, nor has he participated in court affairs. If he takes over the throne now, the people in the court will definitely not be convinced. At that time, the DPRK and China will definitely be in a mess, and Chen's national strength will be deteriorating day by day. If other countries want to be unfavorable to Chen at this time, then the consequences will be unimaginable.

Wen Xiaoluo can think of this, and Song Yichen must also think of it. But now that Chen Yongheng's condition has deteriorated, he doesn't know how long he can last, so what should he do now? Wen Xiaoluo couldn't help but look at Song Yichen......

"What are you going to do?"

Song Yichen shook his head: "If you want to gain a foothold in the court, it is not an overnight thing. It is too difficult to accept the throne in a short period of time and secure it. But ......" Song Yichen changed his words and said with his eyebrows: "But now the situation is like this, and you can only fight against the water." ”

Wen Xiaoluo fell silent, she didn't know what to say. In such a situation now, even if she doesn't want to admit it, the fact is that Song Yichen is indeed the most suitable to take over the throne. If Song Yichen put aside his selfish desires, Wen Xiaoluo believed that he would do a good job in that position......

"Chen Yongheng, what did he say?" Halfway through, Wen Xiaoluo suddenly asked.

"In a few days, he will make me prince...... He probably won't last long, and if he survives at the beginning of spring, he can hold on for about half a year. If you can't stand it......" Song Yichen didn't say anything more, he didn't feel it when Emperor Chen died in his previous life, and now that Chen Yongheng is dead, he still doesn't, and his heart is already numb...... (To be continued.) )