"From Prime Minister Li Cheng's defeated son confronting your emperor, to Yun Ze coming forward to protect your brother, and then to me reprimanding Prime Minister Li Cheng in public, although the queen mother didn't say anything, she actually always wanted to find an opportunity to teach me some lessons, just when you confronted her today, she was clearly difficult for you, but in fact she wanted to sue me, she still had a way to contain me." The little emperor said, walked to Jiang Lingxi and sat down, and patted her twice on the back to appease.

Jiang Lingxi smiled listlessly, the matter started because of her, and at this time, I really can't figure out who is involved.

Seeing that the little emperor took a pen and paper, he moved the inkstone and the original manuscript of the scriptures to him, placed them between the two, and dipped them in ink. Jiang Lingxi hurriedly sat up to stop him, "You better stop and sit here for a while, I understand the kindness, don't look back and let the Queen Mother know that I have ghostwriting, maybe how to get worse and treat me." ”

The little emperor knocked on her head with a pen, "Ming'er will take these to the imperial grandmother early in the morning, and my queen mother can also send someone to intercept you in the middle of the road, and you can't check it one by one?" ”

Jiang Lingxi shrugged, "Who knows what Cheng dù she will look at me unpleasantly." ”

"Don't worry, if she really finds fault, I will follow you as she punishes you, see if I can't stand it first, or if she can't stand it first!" The little emperor's chin was raised slightly, and his tone revealed a kind of confidence in the relationship between mother and son.

Jiang Lingxi looked at the tip of the pen that he stretched out to dip in ink for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile, laid out a piece of paper by himself, and asked casually while copying the original manuscript: "Have you finished reading all the excerpts?" ”

The little emperor kept writing, and laughed a little self-deprecatingly: "It's all trivial, how much energy can it take?" What is truly valuable is still counting on my eyes. ”

"The last darkness before dawn passed after a while." Jiang Lingxi replied indifferently.

She still has some confidence in this child's ability, as he himself said, although he has not been in power since he ascended the throne, he does not eat just to grow tall. Long before she entered the palace, the core layers of the six major ministries and commissions were basically co-opted by him, and those who really couldn't be co-opted were quietly looking for opportunities to shuffle the cards. The court, which seems to be calm, has quietly passed the era when the auxiliary minister covered the sky with one hand.

The little emperor looked up at her, "You're quite optimistic." ”

After staring at the candle flame for a while, he sighed faintly: "Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety, and the more you get to the back, the more difficult it is to walk, and you don't dare to be careless." ”

took the skewer and picked the wick at hand, and turned his face to look at Jiang Lingxi again, "Will you accompany me?" ”

"That's necessary," Jiang Lingxi didn't think twice, "You are a small sapling that fell from the sky for free, and I will wait for it to grow into a towering tree to enjoy the shade." ”

The little emperor was stunned for a moment, and then smiled with satisfaction.

Both of them stopped talking, and concentrated on copying for a while, Jiang Lingxi put down his pen, checked the number of sheets, rubbed his eyes and said, "I have eighty here, you ......"

After saying half a sentence, he turned his face and saw that the little emperor fell asleep on the table at some point, the pen was still in his hand, and the ink soaked a pile of blank manuscript paper next to him blackened, so he couldn't cry or laugh, got up and went to the back room to get a coat and put it on him.

The little emperor didn't notice it at all, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, maybe he knew that there were a group of shadow guards like Yun Ze who were secretly protecting him anytime and anywhere, and he seemed to be sleeping very peacefully. Jiang Lingxi looked at his eyebrows, and suddenly felt a little envious in his heart.

Once the court suddenly changed, for the benefit of some people, he was pushed to the forefront at a young age, and she didn't know how he gritted his teeth alone and survived in those most difficult days before she entered the palace. It is certain that there are courtiers under the queen mother, and the growth space left for him in the middle is quite cramped, and it is necessary to have a very sufficient love and self-confidence to build such a strong and stable heart.

Jiang Lingxi thought, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In any case, he has the Empress Dowager to favor him, the Empress Dowager, and Yun Ze to protect him. And what about yourself? The memory goes back to the previous life, the biological mother was unbearable to the burden of the world and gave up early, the father married the stepmother, and slowly became the stepfather, only one brother treated her sincerely, but the distance between the two places was weakened layer by layer.

How many nights she had woken up in the rented house where she lived alone, wrapped in a cold darkness, and the feeling of being swallowed up by the loneliness of being helpless was still unforgettable for her, even if she was a lifetime apart.

As a result, her life has become more and more decadent, and many of the bad habits she has contracted have finally changed quantitatively. On several occasions, she held the diagnosis of "lymphoma" with her gently trembling hands, silently praying with tears that she could be freed from the boundless sea of suffering.

In this life, you must live well!

……

Early the next morning, Jiang Lingxi held two hundred scriptures with tired and sour hands, dragged his body that might float up at any time and stepped on cotton all the way to Kangshou Palace, sat next to the old lady in a daze, listened to her chatter energetically for nearly half an hour, and then returned to his bedroom and fell asleep on the bed.

The little emperor promised her a day off last night, so Jiang Lingxi slept until the afternoon without distractions, and ate something in one meal, feeling that the house was very stuffy, so he went outside alone to take a breath.

Although she pretended to be a man in the name of Jiang Linxu to enter the palace, in fact, most of everyone knew her true identity and turned a blind eye, and she also got the special approval of the little emperor from the beginning, and she could move around the entire palace at will. Usually Jing followed the little emperor blindly, it was rare to have such a chance to have such a solitary pastime, compared to the solemn sù Mu of the previous dynasty, of course, she would prefer to go to the harem with a relatively relaxed atmosphere.

There is a concubine surnamed Zhong living in Shunhe Palace, Jiang Lingxi once met her when she was wandering around in the imperial garden, chatted casually, and felt very close to her, thinking that she hadn't seen her for a while, so she went there to ask for a cup of tea.

chatted with Concubine Zhong happily, and before I knew it, it was time for dinner, and I couldn't stand the enthusiasm of the old man, and when I came out after eating, the sky was slightly dark.

After walking for a while, with the lighting of the lanterns along the road, Jiang Lingxi's road idiot attribute left over from his previous life began to be violently revealed. I'm not very familiar with the terrain of the harem.,If you're not careful, you can get lost during the day.,Let alone in the night as if you've fallen into another world.。

I don't know where to turn the wrong intersection, the more wrong it is to go back, Jiang Lingxi wandered around, and inadvertently arrived at a grand and unfamiliar palace, looking up by the faint light of the lantern, I couldn't help but feel a spirit: Xiukun Palace, isn't it the dormitory of Queen Zhan before her death?

Empress Zizhan assassinated the emperor here, and after committing suicide, Xiukun Palace should be empty, no wonder even the light is much dimmer than elsewhere. It seems that even the iron lock on the door is silently exuding a frightening gloom, adding a bit of coldness to this warm and cold spring night.

Jiang Lingxi's heart became inexplicably flustered, and he hurriedly looked around, trying to find out the direction so that he could leave here.

I didn't think about it, but at the moment I turned around, there was a sudden and sudden "poof" sound from the house that should have been empty!