"The slave concubine doesn't dare! Madam, your strategy, the slave concubine will never dare to plan for nothing. "I pushed back the sincerity.

Some merits can be earned to flaunt oneself, but some good things can be obtained to hurt others and humiliate oneself.

Mrs. Mi did not accept my sincerity.

"You are a person who understands the destiny of heaven, and you keep saying that the Qin State will succeed, which shows that you know the fact that there is no hope for the restoration of the Chu State. Since the will of heaven has been decided, then you can say that it is a good thing to alleviate the blockage of worries for the king. "She persuaded me with the sincerity of her persuasion.

However, I was useless.

"But it's your business..."

I insisted that I would not accept her suggestion, but Mrs. Mi changed her approach in an instant, and her eyes were full of tears.

"Mrs. Xi will not be ignorant of the affairs of this palace in the Qin Palace, if this palace can see the king and share the worries of the king, why not come to ask you."

She choked up and played the sympathy card.

My heart softened, and my nose became sore, and I almost cried with her.

"Madame, don't say that..."

I want to be comforted, but I don't know how to persuade her to be uncomfortable and provoke her to be more sad.

Mrs. Mi did not wait for my advice, and she directly showed me her earnest hope look.

"This world is very unfair, there is some love that can be freely spoken, but the love of this palace has no way to express it. Mrs. Xi, can you solve this problem for the king? She asked delicately.

I made a mistake:

For the ancients who took righteousness as the heavens, especially the thorough woman who was brainwashed by virtue and integrity, I don't know if I helped her to be regarded as "aiding and abusive", for Mrs. Mi herself, will my help make her fall into the shadow of betraying the motherland for the rest of her life;

However, her tearful longing was too hard to open the assertion of rejection.

"The king said that the inner palace is not allowed to participate in political affairs..."

I opened my mouth cowardly, thinking of finding an excuse to refuse, but my voice of refusal became smaller and smaller.

"Tianxi." Mrs. Mi was anxious. actually called my girlfriend name, and she boasted: "No one else can do it, but you have to." You are the king's royal alchemist, just say something different, and the king will definitely be able to adopt your opinion. ”

I'm not worried about how to tell Yingzheng. I'm worried that if I say it, it will ruin her life's peace of mind.

"But ma'am. Chu is your home country! "I'm in a hurry, too.

Mrs. Mi no longer bothered to think about these questions, she just frowned at me, and tried to convince me with a bitter look.

"Hongu knows. How could this palace not know that the Chu State was the place where the main palace was born and raised? But the woman stresses three obedience and four virtues, and the palace has been the princess of Qin, so she has to worry about the king's worries and solve difficulties for the king. The trust of this time is really because this palace can't do it, so I beg you! ”

The way she struggled to speak moved me and overwhelmed me. I pity Mrs. Mi in my heart, but I also know that I really shouldn't meddle in this matter, and I am in a hurry, and I have to follow Mrs. Mi to shed tears.

"It's not that the concubine doesn't help—" I tried to speak again.

I know I'm going to say no. Mrs. Mi directly opened her mouth to stop me from saying the following words.

"Tian Tianxi, can you bear to watch the king's frowning and frowning war, and let the overall situation of the two countries have already decided on the bloodshed, causing the lives to be miserable and the people to live in misery?"

Her indignant and tearful questioning stunned me.

A good and dignified seat of words, saying that I became the culprit who made the lives of the two * people worry?

"Slave concubine-" I looked at Mrs. Mi's excited and sad expression, and said weakly, "Try it." ”

This ancient woman screwed, and her look was really stubborn and terrifying. In the end, when Mrs. Mi handed me the main authentic silk pattern, she was almost in a state of madness and stubbornness, and she couldn't help but say that she gave it to me and must take it.

Pacing towards Qixi Palace step by step, I thought about the tears of Mrs. Mi who loved to sell righteousness, and secretly looked forward to Yingzheng's return later. That gives me time to decide what to do with it. But before I could reach the Qixi Palace, I was panicked and came out to find my servant to report the message of Yingzheng.

"Madam, it's good for you to come back, the king has arrived, and he is waiting for you in the palace."

It's really unfulfilling.

I complained in my heart, but I couldn't help but rejoice in the other half of my heart, and my feet involuntarily accelerated. I wanted to enter the dormitory, but I stopped at the entrance of the dormitory.

Tidying up the skirt of the placket, I was worried about what Mrs. Mi said, whether to communicate with Yingzheng:

For so many years, Ying Zheng has been estranged and alienated from Mrs. Mi, and now he finally came back from the previous dynasty to breathe a sigh of relief, if I say it rashly, I am afraid that the matter will not be explained clearly and make him angry;

If you don't talk about this matter, just talk about Fengyue and coax Yingzheng to relax his nerves - how sad it should be in the palace!

I don't know if I should say it or not, so I will act at the opportunity, and then decide whether to say it or not to say it depending on Yingzheng's face.

I made up my mind and walked in with my eyebrows, but Ying Zheng didn't see my shyness after stabbing his heart, he closed his eyes and lay on the soft fox fur, and was resting with his brows locked tiredly.

Putting away my hurried steps, I quietly moved, for fear of disturbing him who was resting, and wanted to sit at the table quietly and wait for him to wake up.

"Come here." He opened his mouth suddenly.

When I paused and raised my eyebrows to look at Yingzheng, his eyes were still closed, and his body didn't move. Originally, I suspected that I had misheard, but I thought about it for a while, and I was afraid that if he called me, I would not pass, and he would have to shout again, so I turned around and walked over and stood quietly beside him.

"Take off the crown for the widow." He spoke again.

It seems that he really didn't fall asleep, but called me.

I gently untied the tiara for him and carefully lowered it. Again I waited for his command, for I could see his haggard face as I was near—there must have been a heavy duty and hard work in the thick bags under his eyes.

With a pain in my heart, I crouched down on the edge of his bed.

"The king is tired, isn't he? Is it okay for a slave to rub your temples for you? I asked him softly.

Ying Zheng is like a sleeping lion in a lying position at this time, and it is rare to have such a quiet and friendly scene, so my voice is very similar to the tone of coaxing a child.

"What's the point?" He opened his eyes slightly to look at me, and his voice softened a lot.

I didn't say much, I thought in my heart that Ying Zheng doesn't need to supplement his knowledge now, what he needs is rest.

Smiling at him, I asked Luo Yang to take a few mint leaves, crushed the leaves in my hand, divided the mint juice into two balls and applied them to the temples at the ends of his head, pressing and spinning to massage him.

Ying Zheng is physically and mentally exhausted at the moment, his perception must not be agile, in order for him to be as comfortable as possible, I struggled to control my hands in a state of weight.

After drawing the hand circle more than ten times, his eyebrow knot finally loosened a little.

"Does the king feel better?"

I am happy that he can be more comfortable because of me, and I also leave a relaxed tone when talking to him, and try to make the atmosphere harmonious and harmonious.

Ying Zheng let out a comfortable "um", still closing his eyes and recuperating.

After a moment of silence, I tried to figure out the state of mind he was in.

"Your Majesty, Banmu—what's going on?" I asked softly.

Ying Zheng took a few heavy breaths, and only answered me after a while.

"The injury is severe, and the widow has ordered him to return to Xianyang for treatment." His tone turned cold.

It seems that Mrs. Mi is more well-informed than I imagined, and her "prediction" of Ban Mu's return to the palace is already a fact that Yingzheng is acting, so the time when she said that the Shouchun City Castle is authentic must not be an old thing in the Chu State, so it should be accurate and timely.

Ban Mu's serious injury made Yingzheng worried, and Shouchun City was solid...

If Shou Chuncheng really wants to spend some useless time struggling, then it is better to let Yingzheng dominate as soon as possible, so that the people of the world can live a stable life earlier, and Yingzheng will be smoother.

I kneaded it and said softly: "Your Majesty, the concubine went to the back garden and talked to Mrs. Mi. ”

I stared at Ying Zheng after speaking, and if his facial expression or language was moved by Mrs. Mi, it would be much smoother.

"When the widow comes back and you are not there, the widow will know that you are bored and go out for a walk."

Ying Zheng remained silent, and only picked up my words and did not mention Mrs. Mi in the words he exchanged with me, it seems that he deliberately wanted to avoid topics related to Mrs. Mi.

Mrs. Ti Mi can't do it, then I'll mention Chu State directly, anyway, the word Chu State is inevitable for Yingzheng to hear countless times every day.

"Your Majesty, if there is enough food in Shouchun City, and they can't surrender for a year or two, then can we force them out of the city?" I asked, listening to his answer.

Ying Zheng's answer determines whether or not I mention the matter of Mrs. Mi to him.

"Assault!" Ying Zheng did not hesitate at all and made a straightforward conclusion.

Under the leadership of Wang Qian, the Qin army's first attack on Shouchun was to attack, and then used it several times, but it did not capture the capital of Chu. The offensive and defensive strength has been decided, if you insist on continuing to attack, even if you can take this city in the end, but this dead and wounded...

"There are tunnels under Shouchun City, and there are a lot of tunnels, and they are all places to avoid people's eyes and ears.

If the Qin army searches, those who are unfamiliar with the place will be exhausted; And even if you find it, it is not easy to fight it in the narrow tunnels, and it is even more labor-intensive and time-consuming to control the foreign aid that cuts off many exits to Shouchun City. ”

I stopped massaging Ying Zheng with my left hand, carefully took out the silk silk that Mrs. Mi had forced with two fingers, and continued to speak to Ying Zheng.

"Slave concubine, here's a copy of the authentic exit of Chudu..."

"Tianxi!"

Ying Zheng suddenly stopped me in a dark voice and didn't let me continue, and when I stopped talking and listened intently to his next words, he lowered his voice and said, "My hands are lighter." ”