I violently and rudely disturbed Mrs. Jing's situation, needless to say, I desperately didn't want Mrs. Jing's words to be spoken, but Ying Zheng dismissed me according to the rules, which shows that he wants to listen to matters that are not favorable to me.

Ying Zheng and Mrs. Jing are here, it stands to reason that not only can't I interrupt Mrs. Jing's words, but I can't be grim when I reply, but I can't laugh, and Ying Zheng has the intention of giving up on me, who else do I laugh at?

"In this way, this palace will make a long story short."

Mrs. Jing was kind and understanding, and then she was not polite to me at all when she said "knife" to me in front of Yingzheng.

"Actually, the slave concubine just said, this qiē is all the will of heaven, if it weren't for the rafters of the Qiongyang Palace at that time to convey His Majesty's will in time, saying that His Majesty loved Mrs. Xi and asked Mrs. Xi to immediately try the compound medicine offered by the envoys of the Wu Clan, then it would be impossible to say that Mrs. Xi would also be infected with Chu Xing's viciousness."

When Mrs. Jing's words came out, I didn't have much awareness of the outside world, because I knew that my time of death was coming!

Although life and death have been put aside, and my perception has been numb to the peak, there is one person whose sorrow and joy can still touch my heart lightly:

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and locked onto me, his unknown silence and cold eyes instantly made the atmosphere in the hall extremely cold, and this cold atmosphere lasted for several minutes, and every second of the period was almost as difficult as an infernal prison for me.

What does it feel like in his heart, is it sad?

He must have thought that I was so hateful that I lied and tried to stop her from telling the truth, so hateful that it was not enough to vent my anger!

If I die, how long will it take for him to come out of his wounds?

I don't want me to be forgotten by him anytime soon, but I paradoxically hope that I can disappear as silently as Mengtan, because at least this way, Yingzheng doesn't look so sad...

Just when I thought that as soon as Ying Zheng spoke, I would not even have a chance to say goodbye to this world, Ying Zheng spoke.

Ejing's words were finished. Tian Xi has something to say. He opened his mouth, but he didn't give me the order to arrest me.

Is it because of my dead heart, why is the voice I heard not completely angry, in addition to the meaning of suppressing anger, I also heard the inexplicable taste of sadness, expectation, and panic.

Is he holding up to give me one last chance to defend myself?

However, I was destined to live up to his expectations, and I was guilty of an unforgivable sin by avoiding trouble in his name, as Madame Jing had said.

With tears in my eyes, I looked at Ying Zheng's joyless and desireless eyes from afar, and I really wanted to refute Mrs. Jing's words in order to respond to his thoughts. But I'm not qualified.

"Xibian concubine, today is the glorious day of the mother's concubine, even if you have pain in your heart, you should tell your father in private, it's not allowed to cry at this time." Huayang opened his voice in a strange tone, and then asked curiously: "As soon as your father asked you to speak, you looked so sad, isn't what your mother said is different from what you think in your heart, and you haven't received your father's will?" ”

Such naked words revealing the truth really made me nowhere to hide.

As early as the news of Mengtan's death in the dungeon came out, Huayang had done enough to tear up our contract, and she declared to the public that after Zibo was returned to Daqin, the people of the place where I once lived were no longer forced by the authority of the Tian family. They all said about the various abnormalities of my former home that was burned down, and she was also shocked when she heard it, revealing that she wanted to send someone to re-investigate the truth.

I know that this is the meaning of the straightforward Huayang openly declaring war on me, so at this moment. I had already made clear her hostile attitude and felt her offensive posture against me at this time, and I was even more panicked and sad.

Denying Huayang's words, I panicked again; Acknowledging Huayang's words, I directly ignored Yingzheng's kindness.

I can't!

Even since my time of death has come, there is no hope of living anyway. Then I'll let it go, and I'll only take on the issue of Yingzheng, and it is the king to be able to try my best to keep Lin Jixiang.

"陛xià. The slave concubine only remembered Mrs. Tan's matter from Mrs. Jing's words, so she was afraid of being born and rude to steal the words.

The lives of the slave concubine and Hua Ting were in danger, and they were really afraid of these dirty things of intrigue, so they were sensitive to all kinds of doubts about the drastic changes in the life and death of Mrs. Xing and Mrs. Tan.

Mrs. Tan and Princess Huayang have a very good personal relationship, and Mrs. Tan was also sponsored by Wang Jian and Huayang when she entered Xianyang, so the concubine has been thinking that maybe Mrs. Jing and Huayang know Mrs. Tan's behavior in more detail, so she is distracted and lacks to listen to the teachings, and where she loses her manners, she also looks at Her Majesty and Mrs. Jing Haihan. ”

I pinched my palms with my fingernails, trying to make my tone sound less volatile, to hide my empty inner mood.

Mrs. Jing and Huayang insinuated my crime of deceiving the king, I cited the fact that Mrs. Jing and Huayang secretly colluded with Mrs. Tan, this birthday banquet with a bright appearance inevitably became a venue of deceit and-for-tat, so Yingzheng's most hated situation was still unfolded in the reality of his women and daughters as the main body in front of his eyes.

Ying Zheng's face had never been ugly, his eyes were fixed on the wine bottle in front of his table, and when everyone could not predict his anger and tremble and did not dare to breathe, he raised his hand and threw his glass in the center of the hall.

"The emperor is angry!" Everyone left the table and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.

With his eyes closed and a heavy breath, Ying Zheng got up, flicked his sleeves and walked away from the feast.

Ying Zheng left, Ying Zheng's people followed, and after a long time of leaving, the atmosphere of this hall was still condensed and quiet.

"Hey~~~ It's a pity that the emperor is so interested."

The first person to break this cold situation was Mrs. Li, she moved her body, was supported by the servant and slowly stood up, and then treated Mrs. Jing and Mrs. Jing respectfully.

Although Mrs. Li's voice was not a good intention and an intention of persuasion, she finally broke the suffocating atmosphere of panic, and the irrelevant people who followed the play slowly eased their breath because they would not be implicated, and Mrs. Jing also stood up with an arrogant face when Mrs. Li was obedient to her.

Mrs. Jing was with her, and everyone followed.

"I'm tired of this palace, so you all stand down."

The well-prepared birthday banquet that could have had a big harvest was cold, and Mrs. Jing was naturally extremely disappointed in her heart, especially when I beat Mrs. Tan again, she became more and more depressed.

"Sister Jing doesn't want to hurt her body, although the emperor is unhappy, he is still clear and fair on the merits. If you have done it, you have done it, no matter how worried you are, you can only do it, and the emperor will not wronged anyone. ”

It was persuasion, but it was better to add fuel to the fire, Mrs. Li said something like a good show, and said goodbye: "Since Sister Jing is tired, the slave concubine and others will retire first, or that sentence, the one who should come will always come, properly." ”

Mrs. Li is gone, and she mocked and sarcastically before leaving, Mrs. Jing's suppressed anger and the wind and rain that Jing Shuxian Palace is about to come needless to say, everyone is not stupid, and they immediately retreated.

I walked out with everyone's footsteps, and when I went out of the hall, I looked back at Mrs. Jing, who was standing in a stunned place, and Huayang, who had not yet gotten up and was drinking alone on the seat not far away, and knew that they were the same as me, and the three of them did a harlequin show to others.

My way of digestion is to sleep with Chang Man, staring at her small sleeping face when I can't sleep, and sometimes I will fall into the role of a happy mother for a long time and forget the troubles of reality.

However, reality is always reality, and the fact that Yingzheng never set foot in the palace after that day of farewell is the truth that I have to think about and feel sad and guilty, and he did not openly pursue the truth of the rafter decree proposed by Mrs. Jing, which makes me feel more and more sorry for him.

A cold-hearted man who has always said nothing and will not be tied to anyone or anything, he once expelled his mother from Xianyang City for his infidelity, and even his younger half-brother had to be cut down to vent his anger, but now he knows that I am lying to him, he still puts my action on hold for the time being.

How much he loves me!

Ying Zheng's love made me want to repay him with all my might, but I knew that I could only repent with guilt.

Yingzheng didn't come, but Lin Jixiang sent a lot of people to greet me, but because of the suspicion and fear of triggering the princesses' tongues and Yingzheng's nerves, the rafters didn't come.

Tong guò Luo onion knows that the rafters are still good, and I am also at ease.

It was cold, and Chang Man couldn't take her out to let it out, so I also stayed in the hall to accompany her, and there was rarely a phenomenon of walking in and out of her eyes.

Ying Zheng's reappearance was completely inadvertent, I think this is not only inadvertent, I'm afraid even he himself feels inadvertent, because he is already drunk and can't tell the difference between north and south.

He rarely got so drunk, and he drank so well that he didn't dare to be drunk; Second, he has strong self-control and a lot of state affairs, and he will almost stop at the door of dizziness and sobriety, but his staggered appearance at this time must really happen in my eyes.

"Majesty? 陛xià? I scrubbed my face for Yingzheng on the couch, and called him softly from time to time.

Squinted his eyes and looked at me for a while, but his eyes, which had been squinting, suddenly lit up, and Ying Zheng grabbed me and pressed me to his chest.

"You, you grinding spirit, are you going to take my life before you stop?"

Such a condemning question made my heart sour, and I leaned on his chest, and tears of emotion and shame flowed out for a long time. (To be continued......)