When I was vainly speculating about the light and dark status quo I was facing, and I didn't know how to deal with myself in my thoughts, but I was brainwashed by the princesses with ulterior motives, Ying Zheng finally returned to the palace.

As soon as he returned, he went to Ewha Palace first.

I don't know if Ying Zheng is really busy and can't return to the inner palace, or if he "hid" out and figured out some things and what decisions he made, but I know that if I don't take the initiative to meet him while the iron is hot, then I'm afraid that I can only be so cold and estranged from him for the rest of my life, and he will be more and more forgotten in his mind.

Waiting outside the Qiongyang Palace, I didn't let myself calculate the superficial things such as face, affection, and other people's remarks, I just waited, waited quietly, quieted my body, and calmed my mind.

Ying Zheng finally returned to the Qiongyang Palace.

I expected that I would wait for him, but I did not expect the time of his return, so I was a little agitated when he came into sight;

My waiting was not expected by Yingzheng, thinking that he had not returned for several days, running around the palaces of the princesses, and had not had time to hear that I was waiting for him, so when he saw me, he was surprised at first, and then his face was cold.

Looking at each other, he looked at me coldly, and I also looked at him coldly, and looked back at him with a big thorn.

Ying Zheng is a wild man who does what he says, he said that I know that he has seen my secret, and the entire Qixi Palace will be buried with him, and even Luo Cong, who put me above a qiē, hesitated again and again before deciding to bet on the lives of the entire Qixi Palace to tell me this secret, I can't let Ying Zheng be aware of the facts I already know.

If my bitter plan is not successful, then I should also be cold in the face of Yingzheng's coldness.

Ying Zheng was dozens of steps away from me, and when he saw me, he stood still and stopped moving forward.

"See the king!"

Because seeing that I am not even in a hurry to return to his own palace, how much fluctuation does he have for me?

Ying Zheng didn't let me calm down, he just didn't move his face coldly.

"It's really unruly to run around when you're not feeling well." He spoke, with a look of disgust.

I calmed myself down.

"How did the king know that the concubine was unwell?" I walked slowly over to him.

Ying Zheng showed a proud posture of "of course", but he had already spoken out to explain for me.

"The palace is the palace of the widows, and every grass and tree must be known to the widows."

He looked at me with a psychedelic barrier over his gaze - he was careful to disguise his emotions as he saw me walking.

"Then the king knows. Why is the concubine unwell? I continued to walk towards him.

When he heard my question, his breathing was noticeably longer and deeper.

"Regardless of the reason, what virtue does a person who does not know how to cherish his own physical character be favored by others?"

Ying Zheng said, couldn't help but squint his eyes, stood in place and looked at my body getting closer and closer to him, without saying a word to refute, and did not move around to refuse.

No matter what Ying Zheng's face or words were, he was willing to speak to me, and I was very stable.

"I don't know how to cherish myself. Take the lead in protecting others. If she is favored. Is it reasonable? "I speak boldly as a metaphor for his example of saving me from the sword of a berserk assassin.

It's not that I'm deliberately provoking Ying Zheng's reaction, it's really that Ying Zheng has stopped chasing me, if I look at him as coldly as I did before when I couldn't recognize my true heart. Then I really want to lose this arrogant man "as I wish".

Although I never got it.

Ying Zheng listened to my rhetorical question, and the lines of his unhappy face became even tighter.

"It is difficult for people to be happy when they say that they are the first to be known and aggressive." He raised his eyebrows.

"Slave concubine letter! Then, "I took another step forward, and at the distance of a fist from him, looked up at him, and looked at him with all my might, supporting my courage, and said, "Slaves and concubines should not be obedient to fraternity." ”

I don't want to deliberately pretend to be a cute pet who knows nothing to hide my anxious thoughts, pretend to be obedient and wait for Yingzheng to have a heart, even if I can't help but be attached to the man I rely on. But I don't want to use this means to win that love, I just want to go with the flow, when he can make me so.

Ying Zheng listened to my stubborn words, and his eyes flashed with a dangerous fierce light.

"The widow is not a good voice, what to ask for, what to give." His voice was like the sound of cracking ice. All of a sudden, the cold was overwhelming.

I was afraid of his stern sù, but I didn't want to back down, so that I would never have the chance to see his expression again, even if it was a strict sù.

Ying Zheng has had enough of me wandering near and retreating, he has no confidence to guarantee that I will not succeed after further He approached and retreated, since he has some concerns and does not move, then I will continue to move forward.

"The slave concubine is, what the king wants, what the slave concubine gives." I looked directly into his eyes.

I said it boldly, and I said it explicitly, even if I put it in two thousand years, I may not say it, but in the face of the Yingzheng that I will lose if I am not careful, I want to grab it arbitrarily.

If it was empty, I would admit it, and I would have made up my mind - at least I did.

There was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and Ying Zheng's eyes were still as cold as frost.

"You're not running away?" He said this with a twinkle of vigilance and reproach in his eyes.

I knew he was minding my escape.

If I admit that I was running away from him, will I be able to confirm the bitter cold that he resents in his heart, and which makes his depression explode even more violently?

I couldn't say, so I didn't answer the rhetorical question.

"The king is fleeing?"

I had a weak heart, but I stubbornly exposed my eyes to Ying Zheng's eyes.

Ying Zheng raised the corners of his mouth with contempt.

"Do you want to be outnumbered? No one has that qualification yet! "He said with confidence, with confidence in arrogance.

I know in my heart that there is really no one in this world who is qualified to let him run away when he hears the wind, but I am also waiting for his words. When he said this, I had a later drama to do.

"Then what is the king worried about?" I provoked him.

Ying Zheng saw through my radical tactics, and he despised my pediatric way of talking, and bluntly expressed his disgust at my scheming.

"A woman who thinks she is shrewd is especially annoying."

expressed his opinion, but he did not answer my question.

I didn't express his comments on me when I was in charge, and I stabbed and asked.

"Isn't the king worried, afraid?"

My fears over the years have accumulated to a certain extent, and at this time, in the face of the last glimmer of affection for Yingzheng, I have transformed into the courage to long, and I will continue to live without guessing the fear.

"Afraid?" Ying Zheng seemed to be very unfamiliar with this word, and the disdain on his face was unmistakable.

I solemnly affirmed Yingzheng's contempt.

"I'm afraid!" Speaking loudly, I also asked seriously: "The king is afraid that he will be taken away from his heart by his concubines, right?" ”