"Pay attention to her movements, as long as the soldiers and horses can't enter Beijing, everything will be fine, don't pay attention to the rest, if Lin Xin'er can't help it, she will definitely come to this king." Ximen Jingxuan Road.

"Yes." Yang Chen was clearly ordered to leave the Showa Palace.

From beginning to end, Mrs. May waited silently on the side, and this conversation did not deliberately let her avoid it.

This is the benefit of becoming Princess Xuan and being remembered by King Xuan little by little.

Although he is not the person she loves, this feeling, this treatment is really good!

Although Mrs. May was thinking about it in her heart, she was not moved at all on the surface, so why did she have to cheer for it? It follows people she doesn't love, and what she wants to do hasn't started at all. Her heart is unhappy.

"Take this king to the Imperial Garden." Ximen Jingxuan got up and said.

"Okay." Mrs. May replied softly.

On weekdays, Ximen Jingxuan has been very busy, or he doesn't care, the two have never visited the Imperial Garden together, this is the first time Ximen Jingxuan has been invited.

King Xuan, who is in charge of the sole power, and the princess-to-be walk hand in hand, attracting eyes from all over the world, surprised, envious, and in awe......

In fact, Ximen Jingxuan himself didn't know what Lu Dao was and suddenly wanted to go out for a walk, he only felt inexplicably irritable, it seemed that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of it, he always felt that something was messed up, and he needed to calm down and think about it.

"You go around casually first, and this king will be alone and calm down and think about some questions." Ximen Jingxuan stopped and said to Mrs. Mei, who was following behind her shoulder.

After a snowfall, the plum blossoms in the Imperial Garden also have buds and are ready to bloom.

"Okay, the concubine will go to the plum tree first." Mrs. Mei was blessed with good fortune and left with the palace maid.

Standing in the snow, looking at the silver in his eyes, Ximen Jingxuan only felt that there was a trance in front of him, which was clearly clear, but it seemed that he couldn't see it really.

On second thought, he didn't notice anything wrong with the things he was dealing with.

Although he had an appointment with Lin Xin'er at the beginning, he wanted to go-for-tat, provoke right and wrong, induce people in the shadows to take action, and eradicate it in one fell swoop, he also knew that there was a breach in Zhiqi, and he also set up a decision on how to deal with it if it was leaked, but now that Zhiqi is very likely to have leaked the secret, he has no intention of going on according to his plan.

For Lin Xin'er, he began to have a sense of rejection gradually rising.

From the beginning when she secretly took Zheng Xianlun to the battle of the Water Moon Sacred Palace, and then to the martial arts field, and then to the bitter tricks in Ximen Jingyu's courtyard, he repeatedly forbears and accommodates her, in order to eradicate the common enemy with her, she avenges her good sister, and he guards a stable world.

However, in the mutual cooperation, she continued to deceive her, and she was able to win his sympathy by feigning to waste her skills, and this time there was an accident on the way back to Beijing, and it was hard to guarantee that she was thinking about what she was doing.

It is impossible to cooperate with such an insincere person, and if she stabs him secretly in the course of cooperation, it will be unbearable, not to mention that she has now received the support of the soldiers and horses of Northern Xinjiang as she wishes.

At this time, Ximen Jingxuan felt a rare regret, he shouldn't have let her go to the northern Xinjiang.

What was his mind at the time? And what's going on in Ximen Jingyu's yard? Even if it's a bitter meat trick, the means of seriously injuring yourself are too fierce.

Ximen Jingxuan finally found the source of what he felt was wrong, and it turned out to be about Lin Xin'er.

Thinking about it now, it seems that she has a kind of magic that will control his thoughts, if not, how could he let her get close to the Northern Xinjiang and give her the opportunity to get Xiao Yishan's support? And also gave her the jade plate that contacted the dark line?

Thinking of this, Ximen Jingxuan's indifferent gaze sank a lot, and he clasped his hands together, and his strength slowly increased.

What a terrible woman, but now he's sober.

He already understands the dishonest people in the palace, they are all members of their Ximen family, and fighting for the country is a preference that careerists have had since ancient times, and there is no need to join forces with an outsider to deal with it, even if he wants to deal with it, he should deal with the outsider in unison, and it is not easy to protect the Ximen family to his surname.

Ximen Jingxuan, who had readjusted his thinking, decided to change all his plans.

Lin Xin'er can make trouble halfway, he can also unilaterally terminate the cooperation in advance, and he can find other ways to deal with Ximen Yin or Ximen Zhen, Lin Xin'er remembers that her sister was killed, and it is her business to take revenge, and he will not be led by her nose again.

The plum grove in the Imperial Garden was only composed of a dozen plum trees, and Mrs. Mei asked the palace maid to wait outside the forest and stepped into the forest alone.

Plum trees, which bloom in winter and snowy weather, are not found in the southern Yuehua Kingdom, but her name has a plum character, is it natural that her fate will fall in the north where the four seasons are eye-catching?

There was a creaking and creaking sound, and there was a gentle sound of snow treading, and someone was stepping on the snow on the ground, walking step by step.

Madame May frowned slightly, looking towards the source of the voice.

A familiar figure walked through the gap in the plum tree.

And Mrs. May's heart trembled violently, and she secretly took a deep breath to calm herself, so that a layer of snow and frost hung on her face.

Simon walked up to Mrs. May.

This must have been the second time they had met privately since Madame May had personally found his courtyard that day, and had seen them occasionally at other times, but only by sweeping their respective figures.

"I really didn't expect you to intensify your efforts, and your methods are unexpected, what did you do in front of Uncle Huang?" Simon spoke first, and his questioning tone was quite strong.

Zhiqi had already told him what happened that day, including Mrs. Mei's lies, that is, since that day, Ximen Jingxuan took Mrs. Mei into the palace and has been around since then.

Mrs. Mei curled her lips and smiled, "The concubine doesn't know what the second prince means?" ”

Although there was a smile on the surface, his heart was like a knife being inserted with Simon's questioning.

She hadn't done anything yet, and he was already annoyed with her. Since he doesn't love him, what does it matter to him if she wants to be Princess Xuan?

"For no reason, how could Uncle Huang suddenly let you be Princess Xuan?" Simon said, "If you do something, stop it as soon as possible, don't regret it in the future, and let yourself die without a place to be buried." ”

"Since you don't look down on me, what's the point of saying these things?" Mrs. May put away her smile, and a thick sadness crossed her eyes.

"I don't want people to get hurt by you." Simon Trace Road.

Human nature is predestined, Wumei changed her temperament in a short period of time, without going through any wind, it can only be said that she originally carried these things in her bones, but there was no condition to be buried before, and now she has found an opportunity to burst out.

How could such a woman get into his eyes? If she really chose her as she wished, she would regret it in the future.

"Because of me?" Mrs. Mei smiled sadly, "Who is the second prince referring to?" Miss Mu Ran, Mrs. Zhiqi, or Lin Xin'er of Shuiyue Palace, is it possible that you still care about your imperial uncle Xuanwang? ”