Ying Zheng used his hand to support me, and then freed his left hand to take the inkstone in the crook of my arm, but he took it a little later than me, and he used some force, and my hand was tightly pressed between his hand and the inkstone body.

The gentle and rough pressure made my floating heart feel a sense of solidity and heaviness.

Ying Zheng realized that I had stabilized the inkstone before him, straightened up and helped me up, lowered his right hand, and he also released the force of his left hand pressing between my hand and the inkstone.

The two hands are touching each other, withdrawing, rubbing... An inexplicable fierce current numbled half of my body, and I blushed in shame.

Ying Zheng didn't look at me, nor did he ask me or if the inkstone was okay, he lowered his head and sat back silently, as if he had never gotten up.

My heart was about to make a sound, my ears were ringing and my eyes were dull, and I couldn't recover for a long time.

Ying Zheng seems to have cleared his throat, and it doesn't seem to be, I'm not sure, because I've been deprived of consciousness by the instinctive occlusion of hearing and hearing.

"On weekdays, Tian Xi's complexion is too white, and he is a little unapproachable, but today he is ruddy and charming, and his blush is very well retouched."

I heard this, because Ying Zheng has always been pretentious, his volume is not small, and the sound quality is clear.

is so close to me, and Ying Zheng is not short-sighted, he must be able to clearly understand the message that I am blushing.

My face is redder!

I could feel Ying Zheng's gaze, he was still on my face, and this perception made the thin air around me even more difficult between my breathing, if he said anything more...

"This is a bit too much, but the color of Fang Cai is the most bright, and the ruddy one is just right, which makes Tianxi you unbelievably beautiful."

He really spoke again, and it was an indication of his intent to stare at me in appreciation.

No, I can't stay here any longer.

Trying to lift the airway and take a breath of air, I kept my head down. Gently place the inkstone on the table.

I'm going to resign!

"Your Majesty, the slave concubine..."

"It's also the maidservant's idea to remove this plum kernel before pickling?"

Ying Zheng turned his gaze as I hesitated how to speak, and cut off my words to ask for resignation as I spoke.

He asked. I can't help but answer.

"This is the slave concubine's mention." It took me a long time to translate the words of the throat into this answer.

Ying Zheng nodded, not knowing whether he was satisfied with the fact that the words I opened were to answer his question. Still satisfied with my answer.

"That's a wonderful way! Tian Xi is smart, as long as he is willing to think, it is a brilliant strategy. From this and the other, this wonderful is like a bony person, if the core is removed, the bee pulp can penetrate into the inside and outside, and the eater will have less to remove the core. The taste is more beautiful. ”

From Jia Yingzi to people - is he saying that I am too stubborn on weekdays?

This moody emperor is quite tactful when he speaks!

"The king said very much. However, the plum should have a core, but it was only when it was needed and its core was removed. How many pests and dust that would incur.

If the accumulated dust is mixed with the coreless flesh, it probably won't be able to become the Jiayingzi that people send to their mouths. ”

Ying Zheng smiled inexplicably, and there were praises and disapprovals in his words.

"What Tian Xi said also makes sense, people are young, who is not frivolous. Only when it is time to be on the stage will the fact of denuclearization be accepted. ”

Ying Zheng doesn't agree with my mentality, right?

There are differences of opinion, I have indeed reached the moment when I will not withdraw, if Ying Zheng really cares about this topic and argues with me, I will either follow his will and speak against my will. Either break the good atmosphere and offend him - I'd better go.

Looking at the copywriting piled up in Yingzheng's hand, my eyes lit up.

"Has the king not dealt with so much state affairs? It was the slave concubine who was abrupt, and she dared to ask to see her regardless of the time period, and also delayed the king's so many precious time, and the slave concubine asked the king for forgiveness. ”

Everyone can hear that my subdued voice is deliberately saying "unhandled national affairs", Yingzheng is such a high-IQ person, there is no reason why he does not understand the meaning of my words.

"You're in a hurry?" He asked directly.

yes, I'm in a hurry, but I can't say it that bluntly.

"Inside, the concubine is just here to send Jiayingzi." I timidly and tentatively finished my heart.

I mean, he doesn't really care about me.

"The widow only knows that you just gave Jia Yingzi, and there is nothing else within the scope of the widow's knowledge."

Ying Zheng said seriously, his eyes focused on curiosity - he deliberately misinterpreted what I meant!

"Therefore, the slave concubine has disturbed the king, so she will retreat." I found the steps myself and went down.

Ying Zheng must have known my thoughts, but he didn't expose my gorgeous lies, and praised with a smile: "Mrs. Xi is so understanding, and she is a widow—yes." ”

I said goodbye superficially, found the steps to walk, and walked quickly, making time and a peaceful environment for Yingzheng.

Although the air outside the Qiongyang Palace was still more relaxed than the atmosphere in the palace suppressed by Yingzheng's aura, the gap was much narrower than the thick ups and downs I felt when I came out before, and it was obvious that I was missing the resolute relief that I had after fleeing in a hurry.

It's not as difficult to get along with Ying Zheng as I imagined, Ying Zheng makes fun of me like an ordinary person, and his expression doesn't seem to be scary all the time.

This idea came out of nowhere, and I was startled by myself: What's wrong with me, could it be that Ying Zhengcai gave me a good face on a whim, and I don't have a self-respecting ego?

I'm crazy!

It's better to take care of your own life!

Do I want to strike while the iron is hot to make a good impression on Ying Zheng, or get close to him and look for an opportunity to make a contribution to the position of Jin so that I can mix better in the Qin Palace in the future?

"Luo Onion, who was the person who went to bed last night?" I looked up, looked at Luo Onion, who was busy serving me for a nap after lunch, and asked solemnly.

Thinking that she had misheard, she stared at me with a questioning look to confirm my words, and I followed her example and nodded my head to give her a sure attitude.

"How could Madame suddenly remember to ask this?" She was still surprised when she was sure I had asked me correctly.

I lowered my eyes and lay down.

"Be prepared, know the direction of the wind that the king will follow, so that you can be less affected by the reverse."

Luo Cong obviously noticed that I was inconsistent, so he asked lightly.

"The person who served King Qin last night was Mrs. Zhongli, madam, will you compromise and go with the wind?" She couldn't help but smile and asked me rhetorically.

I glared at her angrily, turned in, closed my eyes and refused to speak to her, and did not answer her again.

I really won't compromise to please Yingzheng's favored wife, especially the Zhong Liwen who is in the name of being kind to Ji Juan, targeting me everywhere, speaking ill of me and showing treacherous eyes, because... Well-because Yingzheng pampers different people every day, there are so many favored princesses in the Qin Palace, how can I stutter over.

Yes, it's the reason why Ying Zheng likes too many wives and changes too quickly!