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In front of the imperial study, a beautiful woman in a plain white dress stood in front of the hall.

She held a tray in her hand.

On the tray, there is a delicate gold-painted white porcelain soup cup.

I don't know how long she has been standing, her legs and feet are a little numb when she practices dancing on weekdays, but Yifeng is still standing there motionless.

A pair of eyes looked at the door of the temple that was still not opened, and Yifeng's hand was clasped on the edge of the tray.

Reached out and tested the temperature of the soup cup.

Really......

It's already cold......

The door of the temple finally opened slowly.

Yifeng immediately raised his head, and a flash of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

And what she met with anticipation was a pair of calm and calm eyes.

Yifeng's face became ugly; "Xu Baizhi? Why are you here?"

Xu Baizhi, who walked out of the palace gate, did not expect to meet Yifeng.

Looking at the plain snow-white clothes, as well as the face that was almost identical to Si Jichen, Xu Baizhi frowned slightly.

Even if the appearance is similar, how can this style of demeanor be as good as half of the talent and insight of the dust.

Xu Baizhi did not avoid Shang Yifeng's hostile eyes, his face was calm, and he sighed in his heart.

When has she ever looked so angry and impetuous in her eyes.

It's just a vase ornament......

"I'm discussing court affairs with Your Majesty, and it seems that it is not the girl's turn to take care of it. The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, has the girl forgotten? Xu Baizhi's tone was cold.

"You!" Seeing Xu Baizhi frowning at her face, Yifeng didn't know what he was thinking.

The white fingertips that were not coated with flower juice tightened, and they wanted to clasp tightly into the tray.

……

In Yuhua Palace that day, those cold eyes looked at her with pity, and Si Jichen said to her; "You don't get it."

She just thought it was a joke, and now ......

She seemed to understand......

Even if Si Jichen really disappears, even if she is really gone.

Her demeanor can only be the shadow of Si Jichen, Jun Mowen's eyes...... It was never her.

Seeing that Yifeng's face was full of anger, Xu Baizhi just passed by indifferently and left the imperial study.

Such ignorance annoyed Yifeng, and she suddenly turned around and sneered at the back of the navy blue official robe; "Xu Baizhi! Either way, the healer is dead! "Her eyes were cold;" I remember...... You brought her in the first place, and now that she's burned to death in the dungeon, you can be so peaceful. ”

Xu Baizhi's footsteps paused slightly, and he turned to look at her, with a sneer flashing in his eyes.

"Really?"

With a rhetorical question, he left without looking back.

Seeing this, Xu Baizhi was still indifferent, and Yifeng's knuckles turned slightly white.

Seeing this, the little eunuch who sent Xu Baizhi out sighed slightly and came to Yifeng's side.

"Miss Si, Your Majesty is tired today, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you, ...... you see"

"No...... I still don't want to ......," Yifeng turned his head and asked abruptly.

"This ......" The little eunuch was stunned for a moment, his face was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say.

"You don't want to, do you?" Yifeng hooked his lips, and a sad color flashed in his eyes.

She has worked hard for so long, but Jun Mowen has never seen her. When she decided to be the shadow of Si Jichen, he ...... But he didn't even want to see her.

"Father-in-law, help me spread the word again, okay?"

The little eunuch looked at her, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, this Si girl was obviously so favored before, why did His Majesty stop seeing her since that dungeon fire?

"Okay, let's try it."

Watching the little eunuch turn around and enter the hall, the door of the temple was closed again.

Yifeng's expression was slightly stunned, was she really wrong? Thinking about the dust......

She was right, she had no grievances with her, but she wanted her life.

It's like this now......

Is it God's retribution for her?

Thinking of the white-clothed Qinghua woman looking up at the sky, Yifeng looked up at the sky above her head slightly.

"Really...... Am I wrong? ”