After taunting Mrs. Zhao, Luo Cong rolled his eyes in relief and continued to tell me what I wanted.

"Mrs. Jean, she is very busy, not only to go to Yan Laofang to care for the old clan of Yandi, but also to swagger through the market with Ji Xi to stir up trouble, she is the most proud master in the palace..."

Hearing Luo Xuan's obviously high-pitched voice when mentioning Ji Juan, and talking about Ji Juan's long and short words, I doted on her and smiled.

"Yes, Mrs. Jean, you have a soft spot."

Hearing the meaning of my words, Luo Cong was very unconvinced, and Ji Wan snorted.

"She's too much, madam, you're so good to her, but she doesn't know how to take revenge, she's really angry."

I sighed secretly, thinking about the helpless reality of the drifting distance between me and Ji Juan, and soothed the discomfort in my mouth.

"When we do things, don't we say that we don't care about returns, and if we don't do it for her to be able to think about it, then we don't want her to reciprocate."

Reality is reality, and a detailed discussion of the past will only make us stop moving forward now and only increase our sadness, so it is better not to say it.

Luo Cong also knew that this was the truth, and it was useless to say more, so she promised my words with a belly full of nagging.

"Whoa."

I knew that she was wronged, so I handed her the glass of water that I had taken a few sips of, and quickly opened my mouth to divert her incomprehensible attention.

"How is Mrs. Mi?"

I haven't seen Mrs. Mi for some days, and I heard that the battlefield on the outskirts of Qin State has been reported frequently, and I must have earned credit for winning high. I think her depressed life will be relieved by her son.

"Since the beginning of winter, I rarely go out." Luo Onion's answer was reasonable.

It's good for Mrs. Mi to stay away from right and wrong, otherwise she can't get rid of the stain if she accidentally gets rid of it. The already unpleasant situation will also affect Yinggao's future.

"What about Mrs. Zhongli, has she been very depressed lately?"

I haven't seen her for a few days, and I haven't heard Luo Cong mention her when she reported the message, and it doesn't seem to be her style to live a peaceful life, but now that everyone is avoiding the tension because of Yingzheng and Zhao Wu, she shouldn't be so quiet.

Luo Ononunu mouthed, yin and yang emphasized her.

"Let the lady get the help of the heavenly maiden. Now that Ji Xi has given the king a generous gift, she naturally can't take care of her good sister Mrs. Zhongli; Mrs. Zhongli herself couldn't help Mrs. Li rectify Mrs. Wu. So she was quiet.

However, Mrs. Zhongli is always idle, and when Mrs. and other wives are pestering people's words, she is not less troublesome. ”

It turned out that it was not that there was no action, but that it was just a matter of making some leftovers. It's just not up to the standard that Luo Onion cares about.

Seeing that I was thinking slightly, Luo Cong guessed the news of individual people I wanted to hear in my heart, and continued.

"Mrs. Fish, she has been talking to Tsing Yi since the incident," mentioning Tsing Yi, although Luo Cong was controlling her emotions, her little face still couldn't help but be full of guilt and loneliness, because she was talking to me, so she paused slightly, and then opened her mouth again: "I don't see what she has done about Mrs. Wu." Just go to the Buddha hall every day to offer incense, praying for the Buddha to protect the chestnut ear son. ”

Tian Tianyu worships the Buddha every day, is it really just to ask for the peace of Li'er? Could it be that she had something to do with Zhao Wu's matter, and went to the Buddha to seek refuge for her own safety? In my head, I thought so.

Without evidence, I have no way of determining the truth of Tian Tianyu's worship of the Buddha, and I don't have time to crack these irrelevant things.

"Mrs. Tan, Ji Xi is so moving. Didn't use her anymore? ”

Zhao Wu's prison line occupies most of my mind these days, and the rest of the time I worry about Yingzheng's mood. It wasn't until this moment that I was concerned about the great movement of the Inner Palace that I remembered this proud girl of the sky, who was all the rage.

Because of Mengtan's unstable foundation in the palace, Luo Onion won Mengtan's favor in a relatively short period of time, so she learned a lot about Mengtan's situation.

"It's just a thankless thing for outsiders to do, how could Ji Xi not be alone in him and Mrs. Jean? Mrs. Tan is not allowed to reuse the benefits of the extinction of the generation, but she is not idle, and she is busy eliminating dissidents.

The matter of the resettlement of the original Wang Gui of Yandi, the matter of destroying the dynasty, and the matter of Jin Feng made Mrs. Jean fill her heart. Taking advantage of the rare time when Mrs. Jean is so busy that she has no time to take care of her, Mrs. Tan has to completely clean up the fine work that she places around herself. ”

It's time to bother to do it quickly, otherwise it won't be long before the remnants of the country sweep away Ji Juan's father and daughter, and Mengtan will be crushed to death by them again.

There's something to do! I suddenly envied them, but they didn't know why they didn't have the time of death, and I didn't dare to die easily if I wanted to die, and I could still run for the glory and life in the future, and I, waiting was also full of contradictions and pain.

I have no doubt about Yingzheng's strength in doing what he says, so I don't dare to beg for death rashly, but if I don't die, how can the theory of Qi going to war come true?

At the beginning, I promised lightly, although Yingzheng didn't believe it and gave me the result I wanted, but did I do it wrong from that moment on? I can't bear the consequences alone!

"Solo is still so quiet?"

Since the start of the attack, everyone in the palace has been surprised and restless, only Suo Yi is surprisingly calm, except for not being happy or angry, there is nothing abnormal.

"I heard that she would show her emotions when she was with the king, but on weekdays, she was really scared and stupid, and never mentioned the child."

When a mother loses her young son, she will inevitably be emotionally abnormal, and Suo Yi should not have recovered yet.

Hey, if you want to say that this Zhao Wu is really enough to do evil!

Lin Jixiang's reply finally arrived, and he replied to me begging him to beg Zhao Wu, saying that if I agreed to go with him, Zhao Wu would live; If I insist on stubbornly sticking to Xianyang, he really doesn't need anyone to help me.

He also said that Zhao Wu's wanton behavior was a violation of his taboo, not to mention that it hindered his other plan, so she had to die.

So, the only way for him to save Zhao Wu is for me to leave Xianyang?

Although I knew that I would not be able to go with him, I still regretted that I had rejected his other letter asking if I would like to leave after learning that Zhao Jia had been captured, because if I didn't refuse at that time, maybe I could come up with the best of both worlds for him to save Zhao Wu.

The jubilant atmosphere of quickly capturing the remnants of the Zhao State is finally about to pass, although it is noisy, but I don't want this wave to pass, because the joyful atmosphere has dissipated, and it is time to set aside the national cloud vein of the Qi State.

And I still don't know if I'm going to re-embark on the journey of the wandering soul, or if I'm going to live to see Yingzheng being pointed out.

"How is it, has the king come out of Jingshuxian Palace?"

I looked at Luo Onion, who had returned after listening to the report of the dark line, and hurried forward to inquire.

Luo Cong glanced at me apologetically, and she once again helplessly disappointed me about my expectations.

"I heard that Mrs. Jing has already asked someone to go to the imperial dining room to prepare food."

My heart suddenly cooled in disappointment, "Oh-" I replied sluggishly, and sat down in my chair weakly.

It's been many days, and I really want to talk to Ying Zheng calmly again, but he didn't give me this opportunity, and he was always not in the front palace but in other palaces, so he didn't mean to listen to my heart at all.

"Madame, is your heart full again?" Luo Cong stepped forward and stroked my back, and said smartly: "It's better for the slave maid to pass on the imperial doctor, so the king must be worried about the body of the lady, as soon as he comes, if you have anything to say to him, isn't it all right." ”

Yingzheng doesn't want to see me, and if I insist on him coming, he won't listen to me. Shaking my head slightly, I sighed silently and stood up in my armchair.

"Let's go and prepare the porridge for dinner and send it to Jingshu Xian Palace."

Ying Zheng is in Jing Shuxian Palace, Hu Hai is accompanied by Ying Zheng, it should be warm at the moment, what about Zhao Wu?

I've heard Lin Jixiang say that the flowers and plants of this era have their own miraculous effects, even the poisonous weeds that make people fake their deaths, so I have been reading medical books every day when I have free time to find out about this kind of poison.

Although I know that Zhao Wu may not cooperate with me to complete the sin of this adventure, if I can't let her live, I will really feel guilty for the rest of my life, and what I lack most now is someone who can meet the "dead" outside the palace.

This kind of work to risk the great crime of deceiving Yingzheng, except for Lin Jixiang in the world, I can't think of anyone I can find to do it for a while.

When Cao Cao arrived, Luo Cong hurried over from outside the hall, put away the washed mung beans, and quietly stuffed me with her new letter when she approached me.

"It's the prime minister's, it must be our reply to his letter later."

After the secret letter begging him to save Zhao Wu was sent, I replied to his letter asking if I would like to go with him, and this letter must be the last thing he wants to explain, because once Qin Qi starts a war, no matter whether he has time to talk to me or not, it seems that there is no need to say anything.

I was holding a light silk silk, but it was as difficult to spread as a thousand pounds of heavy burden, what was Lin Jixiang thinking when he wrote this reply, would there be a thought of completely cutting off my worries from now on? Or has he already decided!

But in my heart, no matter what happened, he was the dependence in my heart, like a bloody thought of family affection.

"You say, he's going to suddenly change his mind and plot to get Lady Dance out before the big war begins?"

Needless to say, whether it is Luo Onion's answer, the realistic answer, or the answer in my mind, they are all definitely the same - Lin Jixiang will definitely not change his mind, especially at this moment when the gongs and drums of the big war seem to be approaching the ear.

Seeing that Luo Cong didn't look at me in the eyes, I forced a breath and opened the silk silk tremblingly. (To be continued) >