"The king said it himself?" Mrs. Zhao gasped.

Ying Zheng just said a word, she needs to look so solemn? What's going on?

"Questions?" I asked her for confirmation.

"It's a big problem." Mrs. Zhao replied solemnly, pondered for a long time, glanced at me several times, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "The king never uses plums." ”

Yingzheng doesn't eat plums? I've never heard of it.

I looked at Mrs. Zhao, her nervous and serious appearance didn't look like she was lying to me, I could only believe her words for the time being.

"But why?" I'm curious.

Mrs. Zhao opened her mouth to speak, but she measured herself, her pupils contracted on her own, and she bit her lower lip and didn't say anything.

Yingzheng doesn't eat Jiayingzi? But Yingzheng ate it, and there were no allergies or poisoning and vomiting and the like, is it just to flaunt his personality and dignity?

The ancients had money and power, and they were really exquisite.

"Could it be that the king has never used it for fear of acid, and at that time he saw that the slave concubine gave plums to make candied fruit, so he tried to use some?"

I just want to draw out Mrs. Zhao's desire to speak and induce her to solve my doubts.

Mrs. Zhao changed her eyebrows and looked at me emotionlessly, which was a look that prevented me from asking.

What could be the thing that can make Mrs. Zhao, who is very arrogant, avoid talking about it? Looking at Mrs. Zhao's reddened lip that was bitten by herself, I was even more curious.

"Father-father-king-king's son is here!"

The shout of Zhao Kua attracted everyone's attention, and Mrs. Zhao and I looked at the sound of Zhao Kua's shouting, only to see Ying Zhengzheng and Mrs. Jing talking and laughing.

Hearing the shout of Zhaokua, Yingzheng smiled, spread his arms generously, and waited to run to his Zhaokua in his arms.

I followed Mrs. Zhao and hurried over and gave etiquette to Ying Zheng and Mrs. Jing.

The moment I raised my eyebrows, I seemed to be amazed for a moment when I saw Ying Zheng sweeping his eyes at me. But soon, he looked away to the autumn scene behind my ears, and his gaze was even colder than when he was angry.

Mrs. Jing and Mrs. Zhao both looked at Ying Zheng's eyes carefully. Seeing that Yingzheng had such an attitude towards me, Mrs. Zhao glanced at me. Busy said to Ying Zheng: "The slave concubine is talking about Mrs. Xie Xi's righteous words, if it weren't for Mrs. Xi's failure to make a judgment on what she has not seen, the slave concubine will definitely not be able to wash away her grievances now." ”

Mrs. Zhao said it, and she was self-conscious, and felt that it was necessary to reflect the generosity of Mrs. Qizi, so she hurriedly answered.

"It's also a strange slave concubine, and she was in a hurry to argue with Mrs. Jean. I was dizzy, and I didn't think that she had a big belly and resisted with her strength, and afterwards because of fear, I pointed at Mrs. Creek again... It's all the fault of the concubine! ”

She bowed her head in shame.

Ying Zheng looked at her, and then looked at Zhao Kua in his arms. Kindled his face and tone: "No one knows your temperament, and you will check your words and deeds in the future." ”

Mrs. Zhao was relieved and replied firmly: "Oh! ”

After pardoning Mrs. Zhao, his eyes touched me, and Ying Zheng groaned, a wicked smile floating on the corner of his mouth. If there is, it seems to be nothing.

"You have been so forgiven this time, and you have to thank Ejing for her analysis of the widow that you are not stupid enough to harm Wan'er and Gongzi and the widow behind closed doors to think about this case. E Jing," Ying Zheng finished speaking to Mrs. Zhao, looked at Mrs. Jing, and praised: "It's really a widow's virtuous helper!" ”

Ying Zheng's voice was loud. All of us present were shocked.

Receiving such a straightforward praise from Ying Zheng was a rare honor in the previous dynasty and the palace, so Mrs. Jing was shocked at first, and then she couldn't close her mouth with joy.

was praised by Ying Zheng as a virtuous helper, it is conceivable that even if Mrs. Jing is still some distance from the queen's position, she must not be far from the position of her beloved.

After I received Ying Zheng's condensed gaze, I kept listening to their conversation with my head down, without disturbing the mind, but Ying Zheng did not allow me to spend this difficult time safely.

"What do you think?" Ying Zheng asked.

Mrs. Zhao saw that I just lowered my head and didn't react, so she hurriedly stabbed me with her elbow, and then I realized that Ying Zheng was talking to me.

"Congratulations to the king, the virtuous concubine, Lady Rujing; Congratulations to Mrs. Jing for her king's approval! ”

I owe humility, and congratulations are not sincere.

The most difficult person in the whole incident is me, why did I brave the huge mental pressure to persuade Yingzheng to persuade almost the truth, and Mrs. Jing's words took all the credit?

The thought of injustice for a moment was covered up by a moment of angry love, I really thought about it too much, originally, this is Yingzheng's family affairs, Mrs. Jing got involved in it and succeeded, she got the credit is better than no one in this matter.

I've said so many times that Ying Zheng hasn't made up his mind to give him the decision he originally wanted, why should I be jealous of Mrs. Jing's hard work?

Ying Zheng may be taking revenge on me for deliberately making him unhappy in the past, so he praised Mrs. Jing for snubbing me, but this nonsense was quickly denied by myself:

Ying Zheng doesn't like me, he can kill me, why does he want to suffer this diaphragm himself, and he is so bored that he retaliates against me?

Ying Zheng will not.

Mrs. Jing was already happy, and when she heard my words, she couldn't stop laughing.

"Listen, Your Majesty, Mrs. Xi has a honey mouth."

She soothed her own abundant excitement by laughing at me.

Ying Zheng didn't laugh.

"Mrs. Xi can understand the past of numerology, and her heart is unfathomable, I can't say that she has already calculated that you will have the name of this 'virtuous concubine', and she has already thought of the wording." He said, looking at me indifferently.

Ying Zheng's words mean a lot -- what do you mean by me being "unfathomable"?

I felt aggrieved in my heart, my throat was sore for no reason, tears were rolling in my eyes, and I desperately struggled with my eyebrows and eyes to keep them from flowing.

Ying Zheng ignored my grievances, he admired my struggle for a while, and then didn't pay much attention to me.

"Ejing, didn't you say that Wan'er was depressed because of the recent loss of Lin'er, when she was closed to the palace earlier, the imperial doctors said that this state was particularly harmful to her body, and she must not come back. Go with the widow and see. ”

After taking two steps, Ying Zheng turned back and said to Mrs. Zhao: "The autumn wind is getting stronger, although the man wants to see the wind long, but he can't be greedy for the hour." Summoning a small body, look at the point, so as not to catch a cold. ”

Mrs. Zhao replied, "Oh! ”

Ying Zheng also said this to me, their family is caring for each other, I, an outsider, don't care about anything.

My heart was slightly cold, I thought I was also greedy for the coldness and delayed the hour, and the cold wind blew through my heart.