Cen Yiyi looked at Zhao Zilu and smiled: "You just need to remember to come back before the palace gate closes at night, in this palace, my sister will make good arrangements for you, you can rest assured." ”

At night, Zhao Zilu couldn't sleep for a long time, and after tossing and turning in bed countless times, she sat up from the bed, and then ran to Aunt Qing's room.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

Aunt Qing, who also couldn't sleep, felt that someone had entered the room, so she quickly sat up from the bed, and when she saw that it was Zhao Zilu, she couldn't help but get up from the bed quickly, pulled Zhao Zilu to the table in the room and sat down, and looked at her with a worried face.

Zhao Zilu put her hands on the table, supported her chin, and then frowned tightly: "Aunt Qing, what do you mean by the queen's mother." ”

"I don't know, who knows what she's thinking, but it's certainly not good."

Aunt Qing sighed, poured Zhao Zilu a cup of tea, and then sat down next to her.

"Are you going to the palace tomorrow?"

"Go, how can I not go, even if the queen wants to frame me, I will go."

Zhao Zilu stood up violently, without a trace of hesitation, with a determined light in his eyes.

"Hey."

Aunt Qing shook her head and said no more.

Early the next morning, Zhao Zilu was woken up by Aunt Qing.

"Aunt Qing, what are you doing?"

She rubbed her eyes reluctantly, then sat up.

"Get up quickly, the queen has asked someone to bring something."

Aunt Qing shook her head, and hurriedly ordered someone to help Zhao Zilu clean up, and after half an hour, she followed Aunt Qing to the hall.

"Girl, you're awake."

Gonggong Cui, who was waiting in the hall for a long time, smiled at Zhao Zilu and handed her a food box in his hand: "The old slave sent you something from the queen's mother, I hope the girl can help the lady deliver it." ”

"Yes, father-in-law."

Zhao Zilu smiled at his father-in-law, and then took the food box from his hand.

In King Jing's mansion, Feng Fengjing was still practicing swords in the middle courtyard, but there was endless sorrow in her eyes.

"Lord Wang, practice as you like, you have become more and more distracted from practicing swords during this time."

Zhao Jiang couldn't help frowning when he looked at Feng Fengjing, after he picked up Zhao Zilu from the mansion that day, he was never happy.

Feng Feng heard the sound quietly, stopped, and walked towards Zhao Jiang's side, and then put the sword in his hand into the sword nest next to Zhao Jiang: "Forget it, I won't practice today." ”

"Lord Wang, what's wrong with you these days, are you still thinking about Miss Zhao?"

Zhao Jiang didn't want to care so much, but since he knew Feng Fengjing, he treated him as his own son, how could he tolerate Feng Fengjing being unhappy at this time.

"Uncle Zhao, you don't understand."

Feng Fengjing sighed, he was very helpless at this time, he had never been so helpless as he was now, even if it was the line of life and death back then.

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang, Miss Zhao outside asks to see you."

As he was talking, a guard rushed over, but before he finished speaking, there was a shadow of Feng Fengjing in front of him.

She's here, it's good, she's here, Feng Fengjing's whole heart was beating violently, and he didn't hear the guard's words right now, there must be no, she really came.

It was only a few meters from the backyard to the gate of the house, but I don't know why he seemed to have been running for years until the moment he ran to the gate of the house and saw her.

"Are your injuries healed?"

Looking at the person standing in front of him, Feng Fengjing had a dream-like feeling, I don't know why the feeling is so unreal now, a few days ago, he asked many people to enter the palace to inquire about the news, but they found nothing, and at this time she was standing in front of her.

Zhao Zilu nodded, she was the same, looking at Feng Fengjing in front of her, she felt like a dream, just a few days, like centuries, so far away.

"It's windy outside, Zilu beware of catching a cold."

Looking at the two of them whose eyes were almost red, Aunt Qing couldn't help but feel anxious.