Along the way, Father-in-law De kept talking to Yang Xin, he said, "The county lord doesn't have to worry, the emperor will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly", he also said, "The county lord should pay attention to his body, the old slave looked at the county lord and lost a lot of weight", he said, "The county lord looks like this, King Nanming will be distressed when he sees it." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 After saying this, Yang Xin stopped abruptly, turned around and asked, "Father-in-law De, look at my face, is it very bad?" ”

"It's a little haggard, it's better for the county lord to go back and change his clothes first, anyway, it's not in a hurry for a moment."

"Yes, you're right, I have to go back and change my clothes first", Yang Xin said while walking back, changed his clothes when he arrived at the Nanming Palace, washed his face again, combed his hair, and really refreshed his spirit, she looked at herself in the mirror, remembering that Yang Ming estimated that he didn't even have to change his clothes in prison, and he was still injured, so he went to Mingxin Hospital again, and brought the pills prescribed by the imperial doctor last time, as well as a few clothes, as well as the leftover eyebrow pencil and a few pieces of paper last time, and Yang Xin, who appeared in front of Gonggong De, had an extra quilt in his arms.

It's just that Yang Ming's situation is not as bad as Yang Xin thought, the cell he stayed in was quite clean, not at all like the snakes and rats running around, straw paving, and quilts as shown on TV, but they were a little thinner. Yang Xin looked at Yang Ming through the gap through the fence, he was sitting on the wooden bed, sitting upright, such a depressed situation was the first time that Yang Xin felt that Yang Ming was also a dignified man. Yang Xin looked through the fence for a long time, from his straight posture, to his pale lips, to his closed eyes, to his slightly messy long hair.

Perhaps her gaze was too focused, which alarmed Yang Ming in deep thought, Yang Ming opened his eyes and saw her standing outside the prison, and walked over a few steps to hold her hand, "Why are you here?" Didn't you ask you to wait for me at the National Teacher's Mansion? ”

"I've heard about you, I'm fine, don't worry, I'll send you a few clothes, and a quilt, by the way," Yang Xin broke away from Yang Ming with one hand and took out a small medicine bottle from his belt, "And your medicine." ”

Yang Ming held the medicine in his hand again along with her hand, although Yang Xin's fingers were very long, but the hand was still not big, and the medicine bottle could be tightly wrapped by Yang Ming, Yang Ming held it for a long time, staring at Yang Xin for a long time, he saw that Yang Xin's clothes were different from those at noon, and he knew that she must have cleaned up before coming to see herself, but she must not know that the clothes that fit two months ago are now loose and unshapely.

Yang Xin's return to the Nanming Palace, which had been delayed for a while, was afraid that the emperor would blame after a long time, so he had to remind, "The county lord is hurrying up, it has been out for a long time." ”

Yang Xin reacted at this moment, and hurriedly stuffed the quilt into the prison from the gap, Yang Ming saw that she was struggling to stuff it, so he had to say, "Xin'er, it's not cold here, a quilt is fine."

"No, it's cold now, you're sick again, how can that quilt stay overnight."

Yang Xin was still stuffed here, the cell boss came over and opened the door, Yang Xin looked at the open door and was angry and hateful, why didn't he open it earlier. But now is not the time to pursue these, she went in and put the quilt, stood on tiptoe and smoothed Yang Ming's hair with her hand before saying, "I went to beg the emperor to let me see you, you don't have to worry about me, you have to take good care of yourself." ”

Yang Ming didn't say anything, just hugged Yang Xin, so tight that Yang Xin was almost out of breath, Duke De saw that they couldn't be separated, so he had to remind again, "County Lord, it's not too early." ”

Yang Ming also knew that Yang Xin had been waiting for a long time, so he had to let go of her, but he still couldn't help but confess again, "Go back to the National Teacher's Mansion, be obedient, and wait for me to pick you up." ”

Yang Xin nodded again, and finally followed Gonggong De to the palace.

In the Qingxin Palace, the emperor was not in a hurry at the moment, he was sure that Yang Xin must know Chen Siqi, and he had a lot of relationships, otherwise he would not dare to open his mouth to paint a portrait of her. Thinking so, Yang Xin came back, only to see that she was holding a round paper roll in her hand, and if you looked closely, there was a small pointed head leaking out, like an eyebrow pencil for a woman's thrush. The emperor knew what was going on, but he didn't expose it, "It's time for Xin'er to paint a portrait of my Chen Guifei." ”

Yang Xin remembered that Yang Ming said that Yang Zheng's mother seemed to be Chen Guifei, could it be that Yang Zheng was Aunt Chen's child? Yang Xin thought about it and started to paint, but it was Chen Siqi with short hair and a modern long skirt. The emperor picked up the portrait and took a look, it was much clearer than the brush painting, although the woman in the painting did not have long hair and was dressed strangely, but it was indeed the person he thought about for a long time, he looked at such a clear close-up of the character, and excitedly said three "good", when he raised his head and looked at Yang Xin again, Yang Xin could still see the tears in his eyes.

On this day, Yang Xin painted a total of four paintings, all of which were Chen Siqi in modern clothes, Chen Siqi with short hair, and young Chen Siqi. When she returned to the Nanming Palace, there was still a carriage from the National Teacher's Mansion parked at the door, and the coachman was an old man, and in the red and yellow glow of the evening, the gray cloth clothes had a strange color. When she got closer, the coachman lifted the curtain, and there was a person sitting in the carriage, who was the national teacher who was admired by all people. Yang Xin actually didn't want to go to the National Teacher's Mansion now, she wanted to stay in the Nanming Mansion and wait for Yang Ming to go home, but Huangfu Zhusheng stared straight at her in the car, her eyes were not angry or happy, but she still made Yang Xin dare not refuse.

Yang Xin got into the car and remembered that he hadn't packed up his things yet, and he was a little restless but didn't dare to speak, after all, the emperors had been waiting for most of the day. And the Huangfu Zhusheng seemed to understand her concerns, and said directly, "You don't need to pack up your things, the National Teacher's Mansion has everything." Yang thought that Yang Ming should come to pick him up soon anyway, and he could make do with it, so he didn't go back, but she didn't know that since then, she has never been to Nanming Wangfu.

There is indeed everything in the National Teacher's Mansion, there is a courtyard full of flowers that Yang Xin likes, there are well-fitting clothes, and a violin, which is more detailed, exquisite, and perfect than the one that Yang Ming asked people to make, but Yang Xin still thinks about Yang Ming when he looks at it, thinking that the violin is focused and obsessed when he first arrives on the day, thinking that they will have the melody played by the violin in the early morning, in the evening, whenever possible.

When Yang Xin stayed in the National Teacher's Mansion for the third day, she still didn't wait for Yang Ming to pick her up, and she was anxious and worried that she could only go to the idle residence of the Emperor Fu Zhusheng to find out the news. At this moment, Huangfu Zhusheng was reclining on the couch and taking a nap, the sunlight fell on his face through the shadow of the tree, but Yang Xin still felt that he couldn't say that he was handsome, different from Yang Ming's dazzling grace, this was another deep beauty, she was like a voyeur and secretly committed nympho against the beautiful man, not wanting to be caught. Huangfu Zhusheng got up and rubbed his eyebrows first, and then looked at Yang Xin, "If you are a nymphomaniac to me again, I don't look down on a little girl like you." ”

Yang Xin was a little embarrassed, so he had to bow to cover up, and he didn't want the emperor to tease again, "You've only been here for a few days, but I didn't expect to adapt quite well." ”

This time Yang Xin was even more embarrassed, and could only look down at the tips of his shoes.

"What did you come to me for?"

When he asked this sentence, Huangfu Zhusheng had already stood in front of Yang Xin, so that the voice sounded above Yang Xin's head, Yang Xin was startled, and almost forgot the purpose of coming here, "Oh, I'm here to ask Yang Ming how is it?" Why haven't you come to pick me up yet? ”

"Pick you up? Are you in a hurry to go back? ”

Yang Xin always felt strange when he heard his tone, like jealousy, jealousy, "It's not urgent, I just want to know what happened to Yang Ming, he is injured and not well, I am afraid that it will recur again." ”

"You don't have to worry about this, King Nanming has returned to the palace of King Nanming, and someone will take care of him."

"Really? Then I'll go back and see him. ”

Yang Xin used the word back, it can be seen that she regards the Nanming Wangfu as her home in her heart, but the more impossible it is for the Huangfu Zhusheng to let her go, and she may not come back after she leaves, so the Huangfu Zhusheng said, "It is impossible for him to come to pick you up now, the matter has not been clarified, and the Nanming King is only imprisoned in the palace now, and there are still a large number of guards guarding it." ”

Yang Xin muttered, "How can this be? But there was nothing to be done.

In fact, Huangfu Zhusheng still lied in disguise, Yang Ming was imprisoned in the palace, and he really couldn't come to pick up Yang Xin, but Yang Xin could still go to see Yang Ming, but he couldn't come out again if he went in.