Chapter Twenty-Seven: Seeking Help

Zhang Yuxia sat next to Qian, Qian's face looked pale and his expression was even haggard. Although www.biquge.info pen "Fun" Pavilion was talking to Zhang Yuxia, his eyes kept glancing at the courtyard, obviously people were here but not there.

"Mother, you can see through the sky outside." Zhang Yuxia pretended to be relaxed and made Qian happy.

"Last night, my mother dreamed that your father had come back, the dream was vivid and real, your father was full of stars, who knew that it was an empty dream when he woke up." Qian couldn't hide his loneliness, his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes drooped down with the low mood, and when he looked up, he looked like he had grown old and was ten years old.

Zhang Yuxia's brows jumped unconsciously, although it was very slight, it still made Zhang Yuxia's heart tremble, and her heart was cold and tight. But she could only suppress her emotions and comfort, "It's not the first time that my mother has dreamed of my father, Xia'er is too nervous to see her mother, and her face is tense." Mother, you have a bitter face, and your father doesn't want to see it when he comes back. ”

Qian sighed slightly, his eyes fell to the window again, and muttered, "But my mother always felt that the dream last night was different, and now I am always restless, and I can't say what I'm afraid of." ”

"Didn't my father's letter to his family a few days ago say that he would leave for Beijing in a few days? Maybe I'll be able to see my father today and tomorrow? ”

Qian nodded unconsciously, looking out as if he was distracted and distracted. In fact, one of her hearts flew out of the courtyard early and followed An Legong.

"Mother, my daughter will tell you a joke to relieve your boredom, so that you don't have to think nonsense." The panic in Zhang Yuxia's heart spread uncontrollably again, although there was a pain in her heart like a knife, her face was smiling like a flower, bright and bright, and she told Qian a vivid and interesting joke in a low tone.

Qian leaned on the soft pillow as tired, as if she had heard the meaning of the joke, her eyes became darker and darker, and she slowly closed them, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and a faint smile was raised.

Zhang Yuxia breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that she should be asleep, Zhang Yuxia talked for a while uneasily, the only thing she could sit in front of her seemed to be to let her mother sleep more solidly and sleep longer.

Qian's nose was evenly exhaled, and he slept peacefully.

Zhang Yuxia gently covered her with a thin blanket and tiptoed out the door.

Yu'er was tidying up the flowers and plants in the verandah, and Zhang Yuxia walked over slowly.

After Yu'er gave the gift, Zhang Yuxia asked the doubts in her heart, "Did Madame sleep well last night?" ”

"Madame woke up last night near midnight and never slept again. The spirit is in a trance. The slave wanted to invite the young lady over, but the lady refused to let her. ”

Although she is just a girl, she is caring, and Zhang Yuxia is grateful.

"Has Madame eaten?"

"I barely drank a small bowl of barley and wheat kernel porridge."

Zhang Yuxia sat weakly on the bluestone slab in the verandah, "Mrs. woke up in a while, so she could take care of her." There you go. ”

The bluestone slab was hot by the sun, but her body was getting colder and colder, and her heart was even heavier, bottomless, dark and gloomy.

How is it? Zhang Yuxia's eyes were closed, and countless thoughts instantly turned in her mind, but she couldn't grasp any of them.

Resigned? Zhang Yuxia's fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

She suddenly thought of the Emperor, who had told her yesterday that he was her talisman.

Her eyes lit up, she suddenly got up, lifted her skirt and hurried out of the green forest house.

Aoi Zhi chased after her and shouted in panic, "Miss, where are you going?" Miss. ”

"Kwai Zhi, you don't have to come with me, I'll go back when I go." Zhang Yuxia ran wildly without looking back, and the wind in her ears whirred.

She left everything behind, and at the moment she just wanted to see the emperor, maybe the emperor helped her, and it would make her feel at ease.

*

In the Wende Palace, the emperor is not there.

The eunuchs in the palace were already familiar with Zhang Yuxia's intimacy with the emperor, and when they saw her coming, they were not surprised, and welcomed her into the palace very politely to wait.

Zhang Yuxia sat there, like a pins and needles, worried.

A series of footsteps sounded outside the hall, and Zhang Yuxia stood up instinctively, her heartbeat suddenly tightened.

But the footsteps were brisk and vain, and they did not belong to the silence unique to the emperor. The newly-ignited hope was extinguished in an instant like a spark, and all that remained was the loss of powerlessness.

She only had a glimmer of hope, turned around and looked, her brain exploded with a bang, and she gasped, it was actually the prince!

The heart is really narrow, the people who want to see it don't see it, but the people who don't want to be with it are like shadows.

The prince seemed to be smiling, and he got closer and closer.

Zhang Yuxia said hello with a blessing.

The prince was always polite and polite, he gave her a hand, looked at her with a smile, his expression was warm, as if he was separated from the diaphragm.

"Miss Chief, I don't know why you came to Wende Hall to find my father?"

If it weren't for what happened in her previous life, Zhang Yuxia would have been confused by the prince's seeming modesty, but the prince didn't know that today was different from the past. Zhang Yuxia forcibly suppressed the disgust in her heart, and said coldly, "The slave maid has something to ask the emperor, and she will return when she sees the emperor." ”

The prince didn't seem to pay attention to her indifference, or he was used to Zhang Yuxia's attitude, or he just regarded her as a foul-tempered prey, the prince smiled, "Why does Miss Zhang put on a posture of rejection?" A few days ago, there were rumors in the palace about the relationship between Miss Zhang and my father, but the prince still didn't believe it. I thought that Miss Zhang's family was pure-hearted and had few desires, and there must be rumors making trouble, but I didn't want to be disappointed by --- son today. It turns out that Miss Zhang is also a person who climbs the dragon and attaches the phoenix. ”

The prince's eyes were blazing, and he did not shy away from staring at Zhang Yuxia, with an aggressive look in his eyes.

Zhang Yuxia was as cold as ice, "Please respect the prince, what kind of person the slave is has nothing to do with the prince." ”

The tone was neither humble nor arrogant, but it was a very happy counterattack, the prince twisted his eyebrows, took two steps forward, and looked down at Zhang Yuxia, as if he was about to swallow it raw, "You originally knew that this prince wanted to accept you as a concubine, why do you still want to be like this with my father?" Could it be that this prince is really unbearable? Can't get into Miss Zhang's eyes? ”

Zhang Yuxia took two steps back and said, "The prince is intentional, but it doesn't mean that the slave is affectionate. If you think the prince won't be strong, will he? ”

The prince's eyes were blazing, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Why can't you?" What the prince likes must be in his hands and use it as his own. ”

"Prince, this is an overstatement, the slave is a person, a living person." Zhang Yuxia sneered.

"What about people? The whole world is not the king's land, does Miss Zhang really not know? "The prince is pressing step by step, and every sentence is debauched.

"However, the crown prince may have forgotten, and the emperor is there!" Zhang Yuxia was ashamed and angry, her face was red, like a red morning glow, magnificent and beautiful, and a pair of eyes were blazing like jewels.

The crown prince was bold, regardless of ethics, and lowered his voice and said hatefully, "Your Majesty? Is the emperor very young? After the emperor, isn't this prince in control of the world? ”

"......" Zhang Yuxia was speechless, not that she couldn't argue with him, just because she was facing a ** that was inferior to a pig and a dog, what could she do?

She turned around angrily, only to see a figure standing in front of the door. Because she was facing the light, she couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she saw that the figure was tall and majestic, and it was clearly the emperor.

Her feet were so weak that she almost fainted to the ground, and after she shouted to the emperor, she choked up and couldn't spit out a word, her heart was full of grievances and sadness.

The emperor walked in calmly step by step, the prince's face changed greatly, and he said in shock, I don't know when the emperor has returned, and I don't know how much the emperor has heard, he is worried in his heart, and he has lost his strength just now.

The crown prince quickly glanced at the emperor's expression, and saw that the emperor's expression was solemn, but he did not look like he was very angry, and he felt a little comforted in his heart, and hurriedly knelt on the ground to greet him.

The emperor didn't see it, just approached Zhang Yuxia, took her hand, as if he had something to say, but he swallowed and stopped, but he didn't say anything, and sighed, "Xia'er, you're here." It seemed to ask her, and it seemed to justify herself.

The emperor took her by the hand and walked to the depths of the hall, the emperor seemed to have just seen the prince, his eyes were sharp, revealing a touch of anger, and he said lightly, "The prince will go back first." ”

The words were very soft, but the words revealed majesty, and the prince who was lying on the ground shuddered, until the emperor walked into the deep hall, and there was no footsteps, he stood up tremblingly, and ran out as if fleeing.