Jiang Ming glared at Tie Ying: "If you can't speak well, keep your mouth shut!" What he really said was gritting his teeth, as if he wanted to bite off a piece of meat on Tie Ying's body.

If Tie Ying didn't speak, he would be able to explain it clearly in a few words, and he would have stopped the emperor from misunderstanding, but now: the more he described, the darker it became!

Jiang Ming really wanted to crash into Tie Ying's arms, and then knock Tie Ying into the pillar in the imperial study, and kill Tie Ying on the spot: it can also be regarded as using blood to wash away his Jiang Ming's reputation.

To be honest, Jiang Ming really hadn't moved such murderous intent except on the battlefield.

Tie Ying grinned at Jiang Ming: "Shut up, shut up-you can explain it later, I know that won't be a good thing, so I can't just ask someone to ask." ”

"As long as you explain it to me clearly, you won't let me say the wrong thing again in the future, and let people misunderstand you." He raised an eyebrow after speaking.

Jiang Ming stared at Tie Ying's eyes: "You, you did it on purpose?!" ”

Tie Ying pursed her lips: "Friend, it's not normal to joke, enhance the brotherhood between us." ”

Jiang Ming clenched his fists, and looked at the emperor sitting on it, he finally held back; It's not that I gave up, but I just wrote it down for Tie Ying, and I had to settle accounts with Tie Ying after I got out of the imperial study.

The emperor lifted it high, and the little liver that was almost disgusted was also put back, watching Tie Ying's thumb rub back and forth on his index finger a few times, he still decided not to point out to Tie Ying what kind of joke he had just made.

The emperor thought that it would be better for Jiang Ming to say this misunderstanding, but he didn't know if Tie Ying could accept it.

Suddenly, the emperor felt a little regretful, and remembered what he had traveled with the emperor of the Lone Bamboo Kingdom when he was young: At that time, it was really good.

The three people in the imperial study did not speak again, and the atmosphere was even stranger than before: the three of them would secretly glance at each other.

It can be said that everyone has their own thoughts, and everyone is thinking about a little "not very good thing": the emperor wants to know what Tie Ying will look like after knowing the truth, and Jiang Ming is wondering where Tie Ying will let him remember it for a lifetime.

And Tie Ying thought the simplest, he just felt the strangeness of the atmosphere, and pondered how much this weirdness had to do with himself.

At this time, Zhang Youde's voice came from outside the door of the imperial study.

It was just an old man's duck voice, which fell on the ears of the three people in the room at this time, but it had the power of fairy music: their spirits were all uplifted.

The door opened, and the people who came in were not only Mrs. Han, but also the Queen Mother - this is why Zhang Youde coughed loudly.

Thinking that the Queen Mother did not allow him to pass the word to the emperor that she was coming: Tie Ying looked at Jiang Ming with a little puzzlement - didn't the Queen Mother want to listen to the corner?

Jiang Ming didn't respond, because did he still need to ask? The Empress Dowager and Mrs. Han wanted to listen to the sound outside the imperial study to see if they could know what the emperor was plotting with him, General Jiang and the prince of Guzhu Kingdom.

It's just that the situation just now is a bit weird, even if the Queen Mother and Mrs. Han want to break their heads, they can't think of what their monarchs and ministers are talking about.

However, now that Jiang Ming is telling the truth, will the Queen Mother and Mrs. Han believe his words? Their brother and sister would definitely not believe it, just think that he Jiang Ming was talking nonsense.

The Queen Mother's face was very ordinary: "The mourning family heard that the emperor is still in the imperial study, although it is a good thing to be diligent in government, but the night is already late, and the emperor must also take care of his body." ”

As soon as she turned around slightly, Gong E came forward and knelt down behind her.

The Queen Mother pointed to the soup served by Gong E: "This is a little soup cooked by the mourning family for the emperor, and it is the emperor's favorite thing." After she finished speaking, she sighed softly: "I haven't done it for a long time, I don't know if the taste has changed." ”

The emperor looked at the soup offered by Gong'e and sighed: "I thank the queen mother." He personally helped the Queen Mother to sit down, and then drank the soup: "Without this soup, I'm afraid I wouldn't have today's good body." ”

Of course, the Queen Mother has not always said everything in the palace, she has had difficult days; And her difficulties are of course with the emperor, at that time the emperor was seriously ill, but there were people in the palace who targeted their mother and son, and it was difficult to get something to make up for their bodies.

If you don't make up for it to the emperor, the emperor will fall ill, and from then on, he is afraid that his body will be really empty, and he will no longer be able to adjust well.

The Queen Mother had no other way but to go to the imperial dining room to get some leftover chicken bones and duck racks, and come back to cook soup for the emperor to drink.

That bowl of soup is the deepest love she has for her son.

The Queen Mother took the emperor's hand: "It's all over, isn't it?" The emperor now has to cherish himself even more, and he must also cherish the current qiē. ”

Without the support of the Han family, it would be impossible for their mother and son to change their fate, and she remembered this, but the emperor seemed to have completely forgotten it.

"The mourning family met Taifu on the way here - the emperor is so late, and there are state affairs to discuss with Taifu? The mourning family is here, it doesn't hinder you, right? ”

The Queen Mother looked at the emperor and still said the real purpose of her coming tonight.

That bowl of soup was nothing more than a tool.

The emperor pursed his lips, and the freshness left in his mouth suddenly turned into bitterness: should the mother and son be so good? Even a bowl of soup had to be used as a weight, which made his heart tingle.

His heart naturally contracted as soon as it hurt, and his contracted heart became a lot harder.

Slowly retracting his hand, he also sat down: "It's really time for Taifu to come." Of course, he didn't believe what the Queen Mother said about meeting on the road.

Just now, the emperor was still guessing why Taifu came so late, and it turned out that Taifu went to Ci'an Palace first.

It's nothing, it's just that the Taifu went to the Ci'an Palace, and he didn't know about it until the Empress Dowager and Han Taifu arrived in front of him - this is what the emperor is really afraid of.

Many times, the emperor had the feeling that the palace was not exactly like his palace, and that there were places in the palace that he, the owner, was completely unaware of.

This made the emperor shudder: it was terrible to have a door in his house that he did not know and when it would be opened, let alone who or how many people would come out of that door!

Han Taifu didn't know what was going on, but he could know who had seen the emperor before the emperor wanted to announce him to the palace.

Therefore, he had a bad premonition, so he went to see the Queen Mother first after entering the palace. With the Queen Mother here, he had no fear when facing the emperor.

Mrs. Han took off her clothes and knelt down, and then got up and knelt down after bowing, her every move was not elegant and beautiful: even if Mrs. Han himself was already an old man, he still had an indescribable attraction.

Erudite.

After seeing Mrs. Han, no one would want to use the word elegance on others anymore, because it would be an insult to the word.

"The minister is late, and the emperor forgives the sin." There was no hint of pleading in his voice, but there was a kind of prestige in the face of the emperor, the prestige of being an elder.

The majesty faintly hanging on the emperor's head made Tie Ying couldn't help frowning: This is not what a minister should look like.