Squinted his eyes in disbelief, Ying Zheng said with a smile: "What you do has no purpose, how can you believe it!" ”

It must be difficult for him to understand that the man he taboos is to see him, but I really did it, although I also want to see Lin Jixiang, but the purpose I want to achieve the most is to see him.

"Does the king believe it?" I asked him rhetorically.

I was very unhappy when I asked him rhetorically, he looked at me, endured it a few times, and finally chose to endure my rudeness.

"What's the matter with the widow?" As soon as he spoke, he immediately said: "Don't talk about the illness of the widow, the widow is unharmed, it is too cliché for you." ”

didn't listen to me using such an extreme method to see him to visit the patient, Yingzheng directly stated that he wanted to listen to other reasons.

Hearing the softness in his tone, I became bold and slowly moved closer to him.

"Seeing the king is the most important thing," I slowly squatted down in front of his knees, looked up at him, and said wryly, "There are some things that I can't figure out, and the concubine wants to ask the king." ”

Without making eye contact with me, Ying Zheng loosely picked up the teacup to cover his face, and pushed back my request.

"The widow is very busy."

I still know this demeanor, he doesn't want me to ask questions, but if I do, it won't make him irritable and resist, so I still ask directly.

"I heard that Mrs. Jean is in prison?" I raised my eyebrows and shifted my face, looking through the unhidden gap in the teacup to see Ying Zheng's expression.

Knowing that I wanted to see him, Yingzheng no longer blocked it, he put the teacup coldly and looked at me unhappily.

"What do you have to do with it!" He simply refused.

It's good to answer, as long as you don't shut me up immediately, then it's all negotiable.

"Didn't the concubine enter the dungeon because of her, and now that she went in for the same thing, the concubine should be curious." I glanced at Ying Zheng's cold face, which had not changed, and said, "Also, uncle-the slave concubine is talking about the step-father, isn't his death also related to Mrs. Jean's father." In this way, we have a deep relationship. ”

I tried my best to avoid the sisterhood between me and Ji Juan, and it was logical for me to listen to Ji Juan's affairs.

Ying Zheng understood my hard work, he glanced at me, looked at the side behind me and said, "Didn't the widow want him to go down to be your step-father's companion?" ”

Knowing that Ying Zheng had fire and mustard in his heart for me, I was also ashamed, so I smiled and continued to show favor to him.

"Slave concubine Xie Wang is the master of Qi Guofang."

Without receiving my thanks, Yingzheng still had a cold face.

"If you want to thank you, you will win after thanking, where will it be your turn."

I know that he wants to clear my relationship with Qi Guo, at least in front of him. Because of this, he can have some sense of confidence about the fact that I am the princess of Qin both physically and mentally; My heart was full of love, and I amusefully smoothed his mind.

"If he comes out and says thank you to the king, will he have it?"

My shocked and exaggerated appearance looked in Ying Zheng's eyes, which made him grin the corners of his lips, and I was in a better mood, and my words were a little more high-pitched.

"Isn't Mrs. Jean the person you have always loved, why do you say that you will turn your face, but have you ever given her a chance to explain?"

Such a coaxing question caused Ying Zheng's smile to tighten instantly, and he glared at me. Cool gossip to me.

"You know a little bit about the mind of the widow, don't be smart."

My aggrieved Nunu mouth, looked at him timidly, and said, "At the beginning, there were only three of us in the West Tea Garden, Mrs. Zhao. Mrs. Zhao and the concubine were both imprisoned, and only the lady was allowed to escape, and the king's preference was to let the lady's heart be well known, if the concubine didn't think so. I don't understand the king's intentions. ”

After a while, Ying Zheng replied angrily to the accusation that he was biased.

"If you hadn't spoken up, you wouldn't have suffered so much in vain."

I have brought my sins upon myself. I understand, so I have never blamed Yingzheng, it's just that Mrs. Zhao doesn't seem to be so lucky.

"The slave concubine and Mrs. Jean were in a state of mind, so they didn't fully understand her affairs, and the slave concubine didn't dare to say anything, but the king wanted Mrs. Zhao to be trapped for a long time, is it really because she decided that she killed the twenty-one son?"

At that time, the evidence was not enough to prove that Mrs. Zhao deliberately murdered Ji Juan's mother and son, at most she pushed the well by mistake, but according to Ying Zheng's love for Ji Juan, maybe Ying Zheng really determined what Mrs. Zhao did, but Ying Zheng's deeds of forgiving Mrs. Zhao are not like that, but I don't know the truth.

Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and explained his intentions to me.

"She has always been talkative, and naturally she will cause a lot of trouble, and the widow will take that opportunity to make her suffer more, so that she will not commit an unpardonable sin in the future."

It turned out that Ying Zheng was transparent, and he knew when to catch and when to let him go, even at that time, his respect and love for Ji Juan was just a love that he came out with his cousin, no wonder he was able to ask Ji Juan to go to prison at this time.

Is his love and pampering for me really so indistinguishable from falsehood?

With a long sigh, my spleen and kidneys were cold, and I lost my strength and strength to speak.

"The slave concubine once entered this Xianyang City with Mrs. Jean, and was taken care of by her at the beginning, but now it is a pity that she has ended up in such a cold place. Your Majesty, the concubine asks to go into the dungeon and let her lady see her, if there is no chance in this life, it should be regarded as a farewell for her. ”

I tentatively asked Yingzheng to reveal the vitality of Ji Juan to me, knelt on the ground with both legs, and kowtowed shallowly: "Please ask the king to grant the invitation of the concubine!" ”

If Yingzheng agrees, then Ji Wanba or Jiu will be dead; If Yingzheng doesn't agree, and reveals the meaning that Ji Juan and I can still see each other in the palace, it means that he still has attachment to Ji Juan, and Ji Juan can still be saved.

No matter what I guessed in my heart, Ying Zheng replied to me quickly.

"When did the widow stop you, but once you enter the dungeon, the sunbathing will be in vain."

His mouth was full of reluctance, but he didn't force me to retract it, and I guess he wanted me to dispel it with my own interest.

If you want to please Yingzheng and be down-to-earth, I can't insist on seeing Ji Juan, but thinking that Ji Juan is really going to disappear from my life, I still can't give up for this only woman who has ever had a relationship with me.

"Thank you for your indulgence."

Fortunately, Ying Zheng is still trying to "influence" me with kindness, fortunately he hasn't lost interest in me yet, and fortunately I can see Ji Juan again.

"What you want, there is always no widow." He dropped a word, got up and walked back to the bed, and said as he went, "Come on, send Mrs. Xi out." ”

His heart is cold again, how many layers does his heart have for me, how many layers is cold?

When Ying Zheng ignored me, I began to regret myself, why didn't I create a zào topic to ask Ying Zheng's opinion on Lin Jixiang, and I was blindly afraid that the appearance of Lin Jixiang's name would cause Ying Zheng's unhappiness, and I only took into account that my own selfish desires would be affected by this, but I missed the danger that Ying Zheng might exist.

I don't know when Ying Zheng will have a whim or be instigated to kill Ji Juan, so after a little psychological preparation, I hurried to see Ji Juan's last side, but because it was clear that it was the last side, my mood was impatient and the pace couldn't help but be slow.

The sun was shining, the weather was good, and the flowers were about to bloom, and when I walked through a mountain of flowers, I was so caught by them that I stopped and looked at the gazebo near the flowers.

Also in the pavilion, Ji Juan was pregnant with twenty-one sons, she was excited and happy at that time, and she was so excited that she pulled me to laugh.

"Sister Xi, the mountain over there will be a shy wait, do you see, don't you look like a well-behaved girl?" Ji Juan once said with great interest.

"Since the body of the flower will be 'budding and waiting to be released', how about Sister Xi and Sister Xi write poems to each other?" Ji Juan once invited me to say.

"My sister is only a shallow learner, her mouth is stupid and her lips are frustrated, if she is inferior, my sister is not allowed to laugh." Ji Wan said playfully and humbly.

Now the pavilion is still there, the will be gone, the pregnant woman is still there, but things are wrong, the affection has changed, and there is a loneliness in everyone's hearts.

"Luo onion, let someone pick the flowers here." I was overwhelmed.

The people who looked at the flowers together at the beginning are afraid that it will be difficult to see such beautiful flowers bloom again!

"Madame, do you want to pick flower petals?" Luo Liang thought it was for smoking the house and bathing.

"Show it to Madame Jean." I'm right on the line.

He carefully instructed the people to cut from the branches, and watched my reactions, and when they saw that I didn't stop, they kept cutting them, until enough words interrupted my meditation.

"Ma'am, the little stacks are clustered."

I followed Luo Onion's guidance and looked at the flowers, and saw that the people had already cut bundles of flower branches from each of them, and these bouquets were more than enough to decorate a cell in the dungeon, so I put away my unbridled thoughts and set foot on the steps towards Ji Juan again.

The road to the dungeon was not close, and I struggled to walk with my stomach up, but I still subconsciously felt that it was a little short, so my steps were slow, and my mind was always heavy.

The towering palace wall went around and around, and at another corner, I happened to bump into someone walking on the bend on the other side, this person was none other than Mrs. Mi, who was active in the palace again because of her son's return to the court.

Because she was at the same level, I gave her a hasty salute with full respect.

Seeing that it was me, Mrs. Mi also smiled shallowly.

"Mrs. Xi, your complexion is so good, is it okay?"

She looked at my belly and was obviously greeting me and the baby in my belly together.

"Mrs. Tuoqi's blessing, a qiē is fine." I smiled back, politely speaking.

The politeness of each other made Mrs. Mi smile a little, and she was humble and happy, and she spoke to me with humility.

"I haven't seen it for a long time, but Mrs. Xi is blessed." (To be continued......)