"Congratulations to Mrs. Mi Shengxia!" I looked at Mrs. Mi's stubborn body sitting in the main chair but no longer breathing, and shouted.

From the moment Mrs. Li was promoted and I saw Mrs. Mi showing her emotions, I knew that this woman was not just weak and alive, she was scheming, wise, and pursuing, but she was just missing the advantage of her glorious birth.

The whole palace fell into a depression because of the death of Mrs. Bazimi, but like the death of other princesses, because Yingzheng did not have too much related sadness outflow, so it didn't take long for the atmosphere due to the departure of Mrs. Gao was washed away by other things, and I, in addition to Chang Man's headache of disobedience, soon returned to my own life trajectory.

Chang Man said, Yingzheng's loneliness is all caused by me, because I killed his wives and children one by one, and Mrs. Mi is only one of them, not the last, nor the highest one, she feels that I, the biological concubine, am simply a demon from hell.

yes, I can't do anything about giving her this feeling, and I'm powerless to change her state of mind.

Maybe my daughter and I still have room to get along, but we don't have time, and soon the news from the Qiongyang Palace that the fifth tour of Yingzheng is on the agenda, which makes me very pessimistic, I don't know if I can change something, but I want to try it like crazy.

Ying Zheng didn't pay any more attention to me after Mrs. Mi left, even if I waited in his palace for a long time and met him as soon as he left the palace, he waited coldly for me to give way, and then walked away from me without squinting.

I followed in his footsteps. I decided to say a word to him today no matter what, but he didn't even say anything about not allowing me to follow until the side hall of the dormitory.

"The meal is ready, Your Majesty can eat." Lin Jixiang signaled to the internal supervisor to try the dishes. Then he instructed the maid to serve and eat for Yingzheng.

Standing awkwardly, I bit my lip and puffed up, and sat down on the chair next to Ying Zheng when he was almost halfway through.

"Your Majesty, the slave concubine is also hungry, you may reward the slave concubine with a mouthful of food?"

I wanted to say this in a relaxed sentence, but because of too much psychological pressure, my speech was not smooth, and Yingzheng was not happy to respond - he was quietly doing the action of eating, as if I did not exist.

The atmosphere became more and more awkward. But I couldn't give up, so I took a few deep breaths and said, "If you don't want to open your mouth, the concubine will acquiesce." Zhao Gao, add a pair of bowls and chopsticks. ”

Lin Jixiang looked at all this coldly, listened to me, and hesitated slightly. But it's hard to refute my face, and the head of the chin instructed people to do it.

"Bring me today's recital. On the bookcase of the dormitory. Ying Zheng said a word to Lin Jixiang, picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, and left regardless of my expression.

In order not to eat at the same table with me, he didn't even want to eat enough. I thought about it lonely, full of loss, but I didn't want to give up.

Lin Jixiang skillfully put the notebook that had been brought from the person on the bookcase in the dormitory, and Ying Zheng walked to the bookcase and sat down after the maidservant was dressed widely, and prepared to review a few notebooks before the lunch break, and I saw this scene in my eyes. Thinking that he was still immersed in politics in this state of exhaustion and physical exhaustion, he couldn't help but feel a burst of pity and admiration for him.

"Let's go back." Lin Jixiang whispered to me as he walked past me.

If you go back. I don't know when the next time I have the heart to cheer up, and Yingzheng will ignore me today, and after seeing me return in vain, he will not want to face me directly, whether he can succeed or not, I can't leave.

"Your Majesty," I walked past Lin Jixiang to Yingzheng, called softly, watched him sit still as I expected, gritted his teeth and stopped in front of his bookcase: "Would you like to talk to the concubine?" ”

Naturally, it still responds silently.

I looked at Lin Jixiang, who wanted to exit with me at the entrance of the palace, moved his chin slightly and begged him to leave, leaving me and Yingzheng alone, he looked at Yingzheng with anger and fierceness, took a deep breath, and closed the door of the palace according to my plea.

Ying Zheng regarded all this as the presence of air, and he focused on the content of the performance, and his body and mind remained unmoved.

Walking around the bookcase to his side, I leaned over and sat down on the bookcase, expecting him to have some instinctive reaction after months of not being close to a woman, but he still stared at the characters on the fold, ignoring me.

Moving my waist, I touched his arms and legs, forcing him to feel my presence, only to see that he was disturbed to his limbs tightly locked his brows, but only for a moment, when even if he gave up and folded up and walked towards the couch, once again left the embarrassed me alone.

If I have to get an inch more than he will be angry, I am secretly worried, but even if he is angry, he will be better than me singing a one-man show, even if I am guilty, I will admit it, but he can't deny my heart.

"The slave concubine serves His Majesty to rest."

I put it on again like a dogskin plaster, and walked up to him as he went up to the couch, but he still ignored and did not respond, and lay down to rest as if he were the only one in the main hall; Hey~~~ Are you really dead set on me? I was depressed to the extreme, and I felt powerless that I really was just air.

"Your Majesty," I didn't dare to go up in front of the bed, although I was out of the way, but I was also afraid that he would be disgusted, so I could only kneel on the edge of his bed, and said quietly: "The slave concubine loves Your Majesty, the love is very deep, the love can have no ego, and the love has no hesitation, but the slave concubine is afraid of death when she loves, and the slave concubine is afraid that His Majesty will dislike the slave concubine, will misunderstand the slave concubine, and will ignore the slave concubine in a cold war way."

His Majesty has a deep perception of the concubine's love for the concubine, and the concubine believes that she is the person Your Majesty loves the most in this life, and the concubine is honored and this life is enough, but the concubine privately thinks that the concubine can bring joy to His Majesty, not endless pain and exhaustion. ”

Tears slid down, and in the misty vision, it seemed to see Ying Zheng's eyes flutter, but I couldn't see it clearly before I saw it clearly.

"The slave concubine is young and amnesiac, the person who remembers the most in this life is Your Majesty, and the person who reads the most is also Your Majesty, in this world, there is no deep love for the homeland in the mind of the slave concubine, there is no belonging to Daqin, only the deep love for Your Majesty and Your Majesty's infinite grace for the slave concubine.

The slave concubine has done a lot of wrong things, but in the concept of the slave concubine, the most wrong thing is to be angry with His Majesty, no matter what the reason, even if it is not His Majesty, the slave concubine also resents that she has lost the time she deserves to be together. (To be continued.) )