There was a sound of close footsteps in the direction of Qiongyang Palace, and the sound of footsteps was rushing and many.

"It's good for Zhao Gao to follow, and the rest of the people don't have to follow. Suo Yi hasn't arrived at this time, thinking that she is greedy for lunch and pinch some things, and the widow can't wait, so she will go to her by yourself..."

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind me and Ying Zheng commanding the servants as he descended the steps, I hurriedly stopped my steps and waited for Ying Zheng to pass by according to the etiquette.

"The widow is in a good mood today, inform Zimian Palace, and the widow will use it for dinner."

As he said this, Ying Zheng happened to walk past me crouching in front of me without squinting, and walked more attentively after the words fell.

He said it clearly, and I understood it.

"Ma'am." Seeing that Yingzheng was far away, Luo Cong was still crouching, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help me and asked earnestly, "Madame, are you okay?" ”

I shook my head and looked at the back of Ying Zheng walking on the right side of the palace road with great interest, and walked around the palace road on the left.

"Ma'am?"

Luo Liang didn't understand why I suddenly got lost, and looked at me with an uneasy expression.

"Isn't the imperial dining room here, let's make a detour so that you can go and get lunch." I squeezed out an unmooded smile at Luo Onion.

Ying Zheng's eyes are very good, he won't fail to see me on the side of the road - turn a blind eye, just because he doesn't want to see me.

Since I don't want to see him, why should I force it, not to mention that I have a problem to ask him, and I don't want to help him with good deeds, I still have to distinguish the active and passive relationship between asking for others and giving favors to others.

"Is there any movement in the Mishui Palace?"

I hope that someone will rescue Lin Jixiang, so that the biggest problem I faced about Lin Jixiang being imprisoned will be solved, and the rest can have time to relax.

Luo Cong shook his head firmly, and the sad expression on his face was an intuitive answer for me.

"No, the Lady Fish Palace is as quiet as if she hasn't received any news, and there is no news about it."

It seems that I can't count on Tian Tianyu, so I can only rely on myself.

As a person who has been secretly labeled as a "fine princess" and messing around in the Qin Palace, I am a female streamer who does not care about the eyes of the world, and all I can rely on is the smiling face given by Yingzheng - let's talk about it. I still have to go to Yingzheng.

Without the promise of Yingzheng, I can't move an inch.

When I raised my breath again to ask to see Yingzheng, I couldn't move an inch, and my feet couldn't separate the distance for a long time to arrange the order of moving forward, and I had to say to myself that an obsession in my heart was a little hard: which is more important than the personal grievances and the cold treatment and the safety of Lin Jixiang and the survival of the Qi country?

I reluctantly but had to reappear outside Qixi Palace without hesitation.

"Blessed is Lady Creek!"

Before going up to the steps of the gate of the Qiongyang Palace, the guards guarding the gate of the palace came down to greet them, I know, they are the first to salute and then the soldiers, no matter who wants to approach Ying Zheng's palace to stop first, they must ensure that the Qiongyang Palace is not disturbed by anyone before Ying Zheng's grace is approved.

And they can't be brutal. I stopped.

"This palace wants to meet the king. Go and report it. ”

The procedure that should be followed still has to be followed. Because the procedure is determined by the government.

The guard commanded: "Wow! ”

One of the guards went in to report it, and the rest of the people returned to their positions and stood up, and I also stood outside the Qiongyang Palace, waiting for news.

Not a little while. Zhao Gao came out of the palace, and his smiling face, as always, without nutrition and beauty, still made me guess whether the message he wanted to convey was good or bad.

After Zhao Gao applied the instrument to me, he opened his mouth and said the news that I was anxious about, but this news was very similar to the news conveyed by Zhao Gao's face: the same vague and unclear.

"Mrs. Qixi, the king said, 'I know'." He said.

Got it?

"What does that mean?" My first reaction was surprise.

Zhao Gaoxiao's eyes rolled and rolled, and he shook his head sincerely.

"I don't know about this, the minions." His expression was too sincere, and it made people feel that it was both true and false. It's hard to discern.

I don't know if it's really not, anyway, Zhao Gao didn't plan to share with me the state of his attitude when he saw Ying Zheng speaking, as well as Zhao Gao's own speculation.

He doesn't share, I'll speculate on it myself.

Ying Zheng doesn't say no, that is, he is too lazy to say no, or deliberately asks me to wait meaninglessly to please him; Another reason - maybe unlikely, but I still hope it is true: if he doesn't say no, it's my hope!

I need hope!

"Got it." I say.

I didn't say I was going back. Zhao Gao was a little surprised, but he didn't ask much, and went back to himself in the vague conversation between Ying Zheng and me.

Although I give myself hope, I really don't have any hope at all, after all, it is Yingzheng's decision to see or not to see, not what I can do if I pray.

My heart is getting colder and colder, the cooler and quieter, and when I neglected the purpose of waiting because of the long wait, unexpectedly, Yingzheng actually summoned me.

"Endless requests to see, is it playful again?" He was very displeased.

How dare I have any playfulness, especially Yingzheng who thinks about life and death.

"When a slave concubine asks to see the king, she sincerely asks to see him."

I replied reverently, with a face that was the opposite of Zhao Gao's playful laughter when he answered me piously, so that Yingzheng did not have my disgust at me when I saw Zhao Gao laughing at me.

Maybe it's because of different preferences, Yingzheng obviously doesn't believe in my piety, and when he sees my solemnity, he is furious when he hears it.

"Are you testing the widow's tolerance for you? Tian Tianxi, playing with fire is to *! He said it with a lot of teeth.

Ying Zheng's words hit my heart hard, and I couldn't speak.

"Slaves and concubines don't dare!"

When my heart was panicked, I knelt down, not for Yingzheng to be able to dissipate my anger, but only for me to be able to express my cowardice through my own actions to appease my heart.

How dare I test Yingzheng's patience, but I can't help myself when I'm so uncertain, slapping him for a while and resisting him for a while.

"Huh, don't you dare? Then you say, why do you have to see the widow this time? He asked aloud.

I trembled slightly, not daring to say what I had in mind, but I didn't dare to say anything in ink, let alone some leftover nonsense. If I don't talk nonsense about my purpose, I'm afraid that if I don't finish my nonsense, I'll never have the opportunity to say my purpose again.

"The concubine dared to ask the king, and the king said that if the concubine was promised a request, 'as long as it is not excessive, you can make it'—this is the king's golden words. The slave concubine wants to ask, does the king's words still count? "The sweat on my forehead was already cold before it even came out.

Ying Zheng expected that I was going to ask him for something like this, so he confirmed his thoughts at the moment, pulled the corners of his mouth lightly, and sneered thinly.

"You will use the favor of the widow?" His uncertainty is more of an emphasis.

I'm not sure, but I can only nod my head in the affirmative.

He smiled and said, "You have thought clearly, with the favor of the widow, you have to obey the widow's instructions." ”