Meng Yi suddenly gave me a look that saw through me, as if I was "knowingly asking", as if I could think of it if I wanted to reflect deeply on myself.

I frowned and gave him a receipt that I didn't understand.

Meng Yi couldn't talk to me anymore if he was silent, so he had to speak again.

"Mrs. Mian is arrogant, she never regards the ladies in the palace as an obstacle to the emperor's favor of her, but she is only humble to Mrs. Xi, the last general doesn't know why, and then the last general feels that Mrs. Xi is still as she says on weekdays."

I understood in an instant, it turned out that Meng Yi was suspecting that Mu Jinmian and I were in the same group, no wonder he was so abnormal.

"General Meng Yi is really an intuitive and sensitive person, is it really the best way to protect the emperor by tightening his brain like this?" I sneered at him, looked at the rafters that appeared at the gate of the palace, left Meng Yi and walked up.

The rafters stopped and bowed to meet me as they approached me, and I walked past him, lifted my feet up the steps, and looked at the wood cotton that was coming out.

Mu Jinmian also saw me, and she was not very happy to smile like a flower when she looked at me, this behavior made people angry, especially when there was Meng Yi who was staring at you and deeply doubting you.

"Let Mrs. Xi wait for a long time, and the concubine will make amends for you." She waited for me to walk up the steps, and stood on the side and smiled deferentially at me.

I didn't speak, I didn't stop for too long, I just bowed my head slightly, and then went straight to the Qiongyang Palace.

I don't understand why Mu Jinmian looks arrogant to everyone. But just to me stammering warmly, I don't have the mood and time to figure out this qiē, but I feel from the bottom of my heart that she is not doing it with good intentions.

Meng Yi misunderstood me, and I couldn't do it, as long as I didn't have substantive dealings with Mu Jinmian. Mu Jinmian didn't have any inappropriate actions against Ying Zheng, I think Meng Yi won't interfere with my life for no reason, I really don't ask for much now.

Lin Jixiang waited for me outside the study, and when I walked to the main entrance of the study and stood still in front of him, he looked at me and looked at the side of the temple door, wanting to say something, but finally did not speak.

"Thank you, Zhao Chang will report it." I can't wait for his voice. Said shallowly.

"The emperor said that Mrs. Xi is here, just go in." He bowed back to me.

Thinking of his silent reaction to such an edict, I wanted to push the door in. But it still didn't stop there.

"Mrs. Zhao is gone, it's a pity, Zhao Changzhi also has to persuade the emperor more." The implication of my words is that we are responsible for Mrs. Zhao's death. Especially him. Hopefully, he will be able to reflect on those innocent people.

Lin Jixiang looked at me indifferently, and his tone was refreshing and made me feel strange.

"People always have life and death, Mrs. Xi is sensual and kind, and she should be self-conscious and hard-working, life is very long, and there are many things to do, and some things in the world are inevitable only sooner or later."

I can understand the unavoidable things he said, and sometimes it is indeed occasional to do something against your heart in order to survive. But if you do it, won't you tell yourself to stop involving innocent people because of guilt?

Perhaps I have such a heavy thinking look in the eyes of Lin Jixiang is a very childish act, he stared at me with his eyebrows locked. As if blaming me for not maturing, the pity in my eyes made me speechless to criticize him.

Raising my hand to push the door, I walked in softly, and my backhand quickly closed.

Ying Zheng sat in front of the bookcase and closed his eyes, he heard the sound of me opening and closing the door of the temple, and opened his eyes slightly.

"Don't be polite, come to me." He raised his hand for me to approach, grabbed my hand when he touched me, and sat up straight.

Ying Zheng's palm was still broad, but it was cold and frightened me.

"Your Majesty is tired, the concubine will accompany you to the dormitory to rest for a while." I persuaded him softly.

This man, how great his achievements are, how great the hardship, and the pain of losing his partner, he doesn't say it, but the bottom of his heart is indescribably tragic.

"You sit with me for a while." He did not listen to my advice, but pressed me in his arms and sat down, and buried his head in my hair.

I let him breathe in and out, and when he was breathing evenly, I pulled out my hands and wrapped my arms around him.

"Your Majesty, the concubine knows that you are cold and bitter, but Mrs. Zhao has passed away, you have to mourn."

Although it is very pale to say those official advice when people are in pain, the seemingly superfluous clichés can best express my sincere sincerity and pity at this moment.

Ying Zheng didn't nod or shake his head, he just looked at me with a faint sad aura, as if he hadn't heard what I mentioned about Mrs. Zhao.

"How many days are Huating doing? Have you learned to be called 'Father'? In the past, when asked this, Ying Zheng smiled until the bottom of his eyes, and he was also happy when he mentioned Huating at this time, but he didn't smile because of other dull feelings.

"It's an early meeting, and Grandma Grandma taught me a few times and then shouted proudly, but her speech was not clear, and she will be a princess who is not forgiving in the future." I smiled and told Ying Zheng.

Hearing the words and understanding my sweet complaints, Yingzheng finally showed some smiles.

"I like her to be smart and clever, so that my blood is not in vain." As he spoke, he suddenly frowned sadly, and said, "Mian'er came to take care of Zhaokua, but I felt that she was too young, so I decided to leave it to Zhao'er." ”

Mrs. Zhao went, and her beloved son was snatched by Yingzheng, I don't know if this phenomenon occupies one aspect of Yingzheng's unhappy heart.

Mu Jinmian has a wild temperament, if she praises the young call, she plays with her sex, and she will praise the call to her standards to train, it is really not appropriate to say whether she will take care of it.

"Mrs. Ya has been driving for a long time, and she can be more fulfilled with a child to take care of."

I agree with Ying Zheng's decision, after all, the former deep lady is more careful and stable than Mu Jinmian when she does things.

Ying Zheng nodded to confirm our agreement, and his palm on my shoulder slowly kneaded my shoulder, his lips lightly touching my hair.

"Fusu went to Qixi Palace yesterday?" He didn't mean to.

Sure enough, he minded Fusu's thoughts about me and my Xingong's movements.

"Yes," I replied lightly, trying not to make my tone as unwavering, "Living in Jingshu Palace, it's easier to move around." ”

Ying Zheng didn't comment on my attitude, he just continued his movements, and his hand seemed to slow down a lot due to a slight nervousness.

"Did he embarrass you?" (To be continued......)