It was late at night, but the lights in Fengyi Palace were still bright.

Su Ziran paced back and forth in the room for many laps, so much so that she was still in the mood to count the first round trip at first, but now she has completely lost count.

Eventually, she stopped in front of the flickering candle case, slowly dragged the nanmu chair away, and then walked over and sat down.

The inkstone dried up because she hadn't touched her pen and ink since she moved in, and she was the only one in the hall, and she had no intention of calling others in, so she rolled up her sleeves slightly, raised her hand and began to sharpen the ink.

Time passed quickly, and gradually, her hands began to pantothenic.

But finding one thing to pass the time is a good choice for her now.

I really didn't expect that she didn't die when she fell off the cliff last time, but in the end she would end up like this, and she didn't even know who was going to kill her.

Although there is still a period of time for her to find out the mother Gu, she doesn't have much hope for this, whether she is pessimistic or cowardly, she only knows that if the person behind the scenes wants her to die, how can she give her the mother Gu?

What's more, she doesn't even know who is behind the scenes now.

It seems that all the plans must be carried out in advance, otherwise it will really wait until the day she dies, if Hua Chengcheng is still alive, then what will happen to her warmth?

Stopping the grinding of ink, she reached out and pinched the wolf hair on the side, she spread out a piece of rice paper, but she didn't know what to write.

It's not that there is nothing to say, but it is precisely because there are so many things to say that she doesn't know where to write for a while.

She has only been with Nuan Nuan for three years, and she thought that she would only need to spend a short time curing Nuan Nuan's cold disease, but now it seems that the plan can't catch up with the changes, and the promise she made with Xue Yan is afraid that it will not be realized, I only hope that person can take good care of Nuan Nuan.

She knew she was selfish, but she couldn't find anyone else to trust but him.

A drop of ink fell from mid-air, staining the thin sheet of rice paper blackened, like a splash of ink at will.

******

In the courtyard outside, Chen Ming stood with the emperor for a long, long time, just like a snowy night in the past, looking at the figures in the dormitory and not knowing what to think.

But the two times he faced different people, Chen Ming didn't quite understand what concerns the emperor could have at this moment, obviously he walked so fast when he was in the Longyin Palace, but in a blink of an eye, he had already moved the folds in the imperial study, but he saw the emperor standing here alone. So, even he didn't dare to go in without permission, so he could only stand here with the emperor.

The palace people of Fengyi Palace are even more depressed, after the new emperor ascended the throne, they have lived in this palace with two masters, but these two people can make the emperor stand for such an old day, I really don't know if it is fortunate or unfortunate......

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the man's eyes flickered slightly, and he finally made up his mind to step into the door of the temple that he had only stepped out of at dusk.

The woman in front of the bookcase raised her head slightly, and when she saw that it was him, she was really taken aback, how could this man come here?

She thought it was Xiao Er.

Pulling the rice paper on the case indiscriminately, Su Ziran's movements were almost a little embarrassed, and her hurriedly staggered eyes were a little flustered, and she even knocked over the wolf hair stained with ink.

The man at the door frowned slightly, and then sneered lightly: "Nervous like that, what bad thing did you do to be caught by me?" ”

Chen Ming's figure standing at the door looked a little embarrassed, to be honest, he really wanted to leave this place as an invisible person now, but given that he was still holding the emperor's folds in his hand, he couldn't leave, and he couldn't stay.

In fact, he still wanted to say to the emperor: Didn't you still worry about others for a long time just now, why can't you talk well when you meet?

Of course, he didn't dare to say this even if he was killed.

The emperor in front of him seemed to finally realize his existence, and for the time being, he let go of the woman who did not answer, raised his hand, and motioned for them to bring in all the pieces and put them on the case. After Chen Ming did so, he hurriedly ran away with the other two little eunuchs, and closed the door for them kindly.

Su Ziran looked at the twists and turns of those doves occupying the magpie's nest inexplicably, and a thought faintly popped up in her heart: Does this man plan to stay here tonight?

Only then did the man stride in the direction of Su Ziran, bypassing the bookcase, and stopping a step away from her, Su Ziran could even smell the faint scent of ambergris on his body.

"Are you going to hand it over yourself, or are you going to let me rob it?"

Su Ziran looked at him speechlessly, can this man be a little more shameless? What is the difference between saying such things and being a robber?

"Your Majesty, the concubines are just casually ......"

The man ignored her and stretched out his hand directly: "Bring it." ”

"Your Majesty, although you are the emperor, in our Mingyou clan, even if you have the supreme right, you must respect the privacy of those under you."

"Privacy?" The man chuckled meaninglessly, "Then Concubine Ai has to figure it out, this is not the Mingyou clan, it is the palace of Tianque." In this place, I say that no one can resist my orders, but there is nothing I can not get if I ask for anything. ”

Despot!

Su Ziran knew that negotiating with him was simply playing the piano to the cow, she shrunk her neck, and was thinking about how to do it, when she "brushed", it was the man who took advantage of her unpreparedness and directly snatched the thing she hid behind her.

Her temples jumped twice, she gritted her teeth, and looked away with a look of resentment.

She knew that Suosuo's voice was heard, and she knew that it was the man who had opened the rice paper.

Sensing the gaze hovering overhead, she turned her head fiercely, and looked straight at him, quite a feeling of being out of the way, but only then did she find that the man's gaze did not fall on her, but looked at the rice paper with a complicated expression.

In the middle of the ring, he finally raised his head, opened his mouth, and finally asked, "Can you draw?" ”

Su Ziran was angry, and said angrily: "If the concubine can't, what is the emperor holding in his hand?" ”

The man's eyes looked at her deeply, and there seemed to be a flash of brilliance in the dark phoenix eyes, but when Su Ziran took a closer look, he found that the man's gaze fell back on the rice paper.

"Who are you drawing?"

"The Emperor's ......"

"His eyes are very similar to mine."

“……”

"His eyebrows resemble yours."

"......" Su Ziran's eyelids jumped wildly a few times.

"Su Ziran, what are you thinking?" The man's eyebrows froze slightly, he put the painting on the case, his movements were very light, and then he looked at her with a little disdain, "Don't you tell me that after you were hit by the Broken Gut Gu, what you wanted was to have a child with me?" ”