Chapter 27: Another Death

The moment Ying Zheng's voice sounded, I knew that I was finished.

"Take Mrs. Xi to the Qiongyang Palace."

"Whoa!" Zhao Gao received the order.

"Your Majesty..."The general was worried, and before he spoke, Yingzheng spoke: "Meng Yi, didn't you understand what the widow said?" ”

It turned out that the mighty general who was murderous to me was the famous Qin State servant General Meng Yi, so it is no wonder, he must have thought that I had confused the Ying Zheng talent and the Qi State was not trampled on by a single soldier, so he desperately wanted my life.

Meng Yi's face was full of worry and regret, he must have been unhappy, he missed a good opportunity to get rid of me, and left hope for the survival of the enemies who brought disaster to the country and the people. In fact, Meng Yi was too worried, even if he went to Qiongyang Palace, Ying Zheng could have killed me in one sentence, he just had to pity that he and his colleagues had one less lively to watch.

I was placed in Yingzheng's dormitory, alone, the door of the hall was tightly closed, and there was a three-step sentry outside the door as always. I'm curious to know what happened to Luo Onion, but I know that unless I ask Ying Zheng, I may be told by the unexpected Kai'en, and I won't get a response to the rest of the questions.

It wasn't until lunchtime that Ying Zheng returned, and he entered the dormitory, and the door was soon closed again. Sitting at the table in the center of the hall, he took a sip of tea, looked at me and said, "Why don't you sit?" ”

I had been standing beside him, and when I heard him ask me, I sat down on the other side of the table.

"Grizzled, why don't you let the minions freshen up and change your clothes for you?" He glanced at me again and asked coolly.

Since you have to die, so be it, save the trouble. Thinking this in my heart, I weakly replied: "I don't know when the king will return, so the slave concubine does not dare to act rashly." ”

Ying Zheng's face softened slightly. "Say, the widow will give you a chance to speak."

Say what? Ask him to let me live? Am I still alive? Or is he trying to tease and humiliate me?

"The slave concubine knew that she was guilty of a great sin, and she did not dare to ask the king for forgiveness." Life and death are up to heaven, since God sent me here, then he must have his plans, and I am at the mercy of me.

"Do you know that there were few people talking about politics at that time?"

"Slave concubine knows!" In the past few years, I have listened to Luo Cong and become familiar with Yingzheng's work and rest habits.

"Do you know that this is the Widow's Palace?"

"The slave concubine doesn't know!"

Ying Zheng shut his mouth, looked at me for a while, and said seriously: "It's just the two of us here, you don't have to hide it." The widow knows that you are handsome and arrogant by nature, and you are used to being pampered, so you don't want to bow your head. At this point, the widow doesn't care about you anymore, who made you the widow's wife, but the widow still wants to know what makes you want to understand. ”

What do you mean, what do I understand?

Ying Zheng looked at me, couldn't wait for my answer, and sighed helplessly.

"It's said that you are arrogant, madam, you really fulfill it! Okay, the widow asked: Madame figured it out because of Qi Guo or because she figured it out because she had the belief that she would not go up small? ”

What does he think of me? That's right, I said it myself, and he should think of me that way. Heck, now is not the time to care about my image.

Wait, Ying Zheng decided that I knew that it was the palace of the council, and I appeared... He must have thought that I had "figured it out" and went to him for favor, so he caught me in the Qiongyang Palace and gave me a chance to speak, wanting to know the reason why I "changed" my mind.

Eavesdropping on the council is to be cut off in the head, and so many people have witnessed that I appeared outside the council hall of Yingzheng and was reported, that is, the current situation is that either I arrogantly say that I don't need the grace of Yingzheng to be stabbed to death, or I bow my head and ask for grace!

Oh buy karma, when you first find out that there is a way to live, it is as difficult to choose as a dead end.

If this continues, I will not be cut by Yingzheng, and I will have to be tossed to death by this shocking heartbeat.

"Your Majesty, since the slave concubine was fortunate to be recruited by the king, she has only spoken to the king for three or too many moments, but the ministers still feel that the slave concubine is not a Qin person." I pretended to be sincere, and said with emotion: "Qin has the heart of the crown, the king has the direction of hegemony, and the concubines dare not have the slightest influence to prove the crime of innocence." ”

If the moth of love is as fanatical as a fire, carrying the black pot and white eyes, and I don't forget the husband in my heart, groveling to cater to Yingzheng in order to survive, and resist the hostility of resentment, why should I come?

Ying Zheng understood what I meant by my reluctance to be close to him, but he clearly didn't think I had anything else in love.

"You said Meng Yi?" His train of thought followed my statement, thinking that I was really afraid of getting into trouble, and said, "His personality is black and white, although he is a little self-assertive, but he is very loyal, and he will understand and accept you in the long run." ”

What should I do, I always don't make sense like this, and I always give Yingzheng a reason to continue to stay... It seems that only once again has made Yingzheng unhappy, although this method is stupid, but it seems to be effective.

"Your Majesty, the maidservant of the concubine," on the one hand, I wanted to know about Luo Onion, and on the other hand, I wanted Ying Zheng to remember that I was the one who was called "Princess". I glanced at Ying Zheng, and his face really sank a lot, so I continued to ask, "Where are the people?" ”

"In front of everyone, reciting the name of Qi Guo's boudoir is to be used by someone to serve the people." Ying Zheng looked like he was "cheap" for me.

What he wants is that he is not in a happy mood.

God knows how much pressure I have in my heart, Yingzheng is a time bomb, and if I am not careful, I will definitely die without a place to be buried.

"The slave concubine is willing to bear the responsibility." I bowed down, and I was very religious.

Ying Zheng was puzzled, he shouldn't be able to see through what I was going to do: I wanted to get ahead for a while, and I wanted to avoid him for a while; This moment is for his sake, and the next moment he is willing to stay away from him. He contradicts my contradictions, but he doesn't know where my contradictions are.

"It seems that you are really too high-spirited, too unbelievable, maybe you should walk around more with the ladies in the palace, listen to what you should do."

Ying Zheng went out, and it didn't take long for someone from outside the door to invite me back to Qixi Palace, that is to say, the meaning of driving me away, I was happy and sad, and I returned to Qixi Palace anxiously and waited.

Luo Onion is the only partner I rely on wholeheartedly in the Qin State, and without her, I don't know what Cheng DΓΉ would have fallen to.

I was scared, at this moment, I even began to regret that I took this risk in front of Yingzheng regardless of the severity, if there was no Luo Onion... If there is no onion...

What would happen to me if I didn't have it?

I must be hollowed out in an instant, and I feel as sad as my heart.

I was frightened by my own thinking, but fortunately, God still favored me and Luo Onion, and Luo Onion finally appeared safely after I silently prayed for thousands of times.

"You're fine," two tears fell from my nose, and I held the hand of Luo Onion, who was crying at my feet, choking and whimpering to suppress the rhythm of crying.

"Princess, princess, we live." Luo Onion was excited, and couldn't tell whether he was crying with joy or being bitter and afraid.

Yes, I escaped a dead knot again, and survived precariously with Luo Onion.