Everyone revolves around Yingzheng, and Yingzheng came to Qixi Palace, so Qixi Palace also entered everyone's eyes at once.

After going through it a lot of times, I became accustomed to this custom of taking Yingzheng as the center and all the centripetal forces of the people in a circle.

"Everything." I say.

I don't know if the Qin Palace's people are used to the ups and downs of people's favor and humiliation of me, the Qi Kingdom is not dead, and I am still a princess of a country in terms of reputation, so even when I fell into a low period, it was inconvenient for them to treat me too coldly.

Once the rest of the ladies are favored by the king, regardless of the length of time, they generally fall together or rise and fall several times, but the time interval from favor to neglect must not be short, so that people can also clearly discern the form in front of them, and do enough to put into action or abandon the state of action;

But I'm like this, if I want to "die" and not live, today the king comes up, and tomorrow he will scatter with a blue face, and even sometimes the heat and cold are only in an instant, so that they are also uncertain, and they don't know what kind of trouble they want to make. It's not flattering, it's not good not to offer, it's hard for them.

"But they are trying to pay homage to the slaves—" Luo Shallot pursed his lips, procrastinating for my consent.

I know that Luo Cong is afraid that I will suffer and wants me to eat better, but I really have no appetite, and I don't want to waste materials by working hard.

"Just as usual."

I insist.

Luo Cong understood, turned around and went to the imperial dining room to prepare dinner, but walked down the steps of the pavilion and turned back, laughing in my ear.

"Madame, what are you thinking? Isn't it—" The girl's eyelashes flickered twice, and her eyebrows were slightly raised. Said ambiguously: "Something to do with Xiangjue?" ”

Knowing that Luo Cong was half-joking and half-concerned about my mentality, I also half-joked and half-hit her reply.

"You want to have something to do with him, huh? If I say that it is related to the King of Qin, are you strange? ”

Luo Cong looked at me dumbfounded, stunned for three seconds, and shook his head silently.

"What, do you think King Qin is bad?"

I put down the book. looked at Luo Cong seriously, and wanted to hear her shortcomings in being picky about Yingzheng, the more the merrier.

The girl tilted her head and thought for a while, and the answer she said was very unexpected to me.

"King Qin is also a human being, and he is fortunate to see several faces through the light of his wife. The slave felt that he was not as murderous as rumored, and it sounded like the people of the Qin Palace admired him very much. In addition to the advantages of Gangzheng and Junye that I have always heard, the slave maid also noticed that he still takes good care of his wife. ”

Luo Onion is really a nymphomaniac wall-head grass: just now I was still showing an ambiguous look for Lin Ji towards me, and now I am boasting about Yingzheng again.

"What do you mean by that?"

Does Ying Zheng take care of me? He doesn't pay attention to me, so he takes the greatest care of me!

Luo Onion's eyes focused. Twisting his body, he changed to a comfortable position to stand with his bow, and whispered to me.

"Didn't Madame feel it? Maybe it's because King Qin has a strong concept of the door. The princesses of the six countries he summoned with a letter of state were treated differently from the princesses of the mother country such as Mrs. Yu... Naturally, what the slave said was that you and Mrs. Jean had nothing to do with Princess Ji and the others.

Because you and Mrs. Jean are princesses of a country, you are exempted from the rules and regulations that your Qin Palace Lady has to start from the rank of Luo Fu. In addition, he made an exception for Mrs. 'Let', and made an exception to let Mrs. You receive training and palace admonitions immediately after being promoted, which are all honors that the ladies who have been with King Qin for so long have not enjoyed. ”

Luo Onion has a complacent sense of honor and gratification.

I don't deny Luo Cong's analysis, because those seem to be facts, but I don't think that my failure to be admonished by the Qin Palace is that Yingzheng is extraordinarily kind to me, but...

"Yes. I always felt like he could kill me at any moment. ”

Maybe he had a plan to take my life, so Ying Zheng didn't think it was necessary to spend manpower to admonish me.

Luo Onion did not put away his interested face.

"That's natural, he is the king of the first powerful country, naturally it is a matter of a thought to take anyone's head, madam, you have this scruple is very common, the slave maid thought, all the people in the world will have this thought in their hearts when they submit to him! However, he didn't do anything to his wife in so many dangerous situations, so he must have been reluctant. ”

Reluctant?

Luo Cong almost moved me to think about whether her words were reasonable, but when it came to "reluctance", I knew that Luo Cong was talking nonsense to make me happy, otherwise, how could such a pompous word be posted between me and Yingzheng?

However, Luo Cong has a word that pierces my mind: Yingzheng holds the power of life and death in the world, and others can't get a long-term guarantee of life if they invite him to do their best, how can I be empty and sad self-pity and self-love to survive?

"Luo onion, after Jia Yingzi is pickled, when I give it to Mrs. Wu, I will also send some to the palace of other ladies - also, take some of the brightest colors, let's go to the Qiongyang Palace to pay a visit."

Luo Onion's eyes turned twice, and his mouth was full.

Ying Zheng is to reveal the legacy of the Empress Dowager, or to make peace with the family, or really as Luo Cong said, he just hasn't taken my head in a thought, but these are not the point for me, the point is, he still let me live.

In the vast wilderness, I flew with the wind, and from time to time I passed through the shadows of others, and I also crossed the shadows of others one after another, but I just couldn't settle down—I couldn't find my body! I only have a soul, and I can't find the body I need to sustain my entity...

I was in a hurry, but I couldn't see my hands and feet; I wanted to scream to vent my fears, but I couldn't make a sound out of my throat...

"Madame, you're having nightmares again."

Luo Liang woke me up again, and rescued me again.

Luo Cong was accustomed to the fact that I was frequently woken up by nightmares in the middle of the night, and gradually accepted my attitude of letting it go, but Luo Cong stubbornly insisted on sleeping next to my bed, so that I could wake her up when I was in a hurry when my soul was wandering in my dream, and then she woke me up in person.

Swallowing the discomfort in his mouth with difficulty, the heat on his body turned into a cold sweat at the moment when consciousness returned.

"What time is it?"

I took the water from the maid of the night watch, and asked Luo Onion with a gasp.

"It's not dawn yet."

Luo Cong saw that I drank water, his breath gradually stabilized, and his sad face slowly calmed down.

It will take three or four hours to get up to dawn!

"Hu'er~~~ I'll read a book for a while, you go to sleep."

I motioned to the maid who was keeping vigil to bring the book from the bookcase, and persuaded Luo to lie down and go back to sleep.

Luo onion did not immediately go as I wished!

"Madame, how can you always be like this? You've been like this since the return of the Prime Minister..."

Luo Cong glanced at the night watchgirl, and the night watchgirl quietly retreated.

"You haven't replied to any of the secret letters, and the prime minister said that he was entangled in state affairs, but the secret letters became more and more frequent. The slave begs you, but tell the prime minister of your grief. ”

Luo Cong always thought that I couldn't sleep at night because I was angry with Lin Jixiang, but she could know that Lin Jixiang and I were no longer a lover, but a desperate situation where he had a new sustenance and I no longer loved.

"I've memorized my words, and I'm not allowed to reply to the letter!" There is no explanation, I am talking categorically.

If we don't reply to the letter, we don't have too much worry and pulling, so that the torture of each other can be minimized.