"Greetings to Your Majesty!" I tried my best not to tremble, but apparently I failed.

Ignoring me, Ying Zheng didn't squint, and walked straight past me, where I didn't seem to exist for him to strut.

"Your Majesty, the concubine has something to say." I said urgently.

Ying Zheng's stride stopped because of my eagerness and loudness, his expression was very cold, and the chill in his eyes froze me.

"Your Majesty wants to kill Madame Maid?" He didn't say anything, so I had to ask.

Still didn't look at me, Ying Zheng just had a cold body, a cold expression, and a cold voice, and I lost all the pain I felt, only what he gave me.

"Not what you want?" He fought back to me coolly.

How is it that in the hearts of all of them, am I so retributive and cold-tempered?

"The slave concubine wants His Majesty to be able to treat the people of the world fairly, and not to lose proportion because of a certain person." I wanted to say directly not to lose my sense of proportion because of me, but saying it so arrogantly really made it difficult for Yingzheng to step down.

I deliberately kept a face for him, but Yingzheng didn't need my "kindness", he looked up slightly at the sky in the distance, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth was unmistakable.

"I'm going to do what you want." He said flatly.

I know that he will play tricks when he is not happy, especially after being stabbed in the heart, the more sad and tight, the more willful and stubborn he is.

"But she is the sister of Wang Juan, and she is the queen of the important ministers." Wang Ci'er has been with Yingzheng for many years, although she does not have the heart to win the government, but she also cannot ignore the credit for maintaining foreign ministers.

Ying Zheng knows this, but he doesn't want to change his indulgence because of this.

"How can I compare with you!" He was full of mockery. but did the thing of acknowledging it.

Wang Ci'er did give me a fatal blow, but her blow did not kill me, but it hurt Ying Zheng very much like a bull across the mountain, and Ying Zheng's sadness was reflected in the fact that he lost his previous cold calm. And the more childish and willful he is, the more helpless and sad I become.

If Wang Ci'er is gone, then I will be completely dead to the Li family and the Wang family, who are powerful in Great Qin, and I am not afraid of disagreeing with them, but I am worried that Yingzheng will fall into the embarrassment and embarrassment of the middleman again.

I breathed slowly, walked towards him with a mouthful of obsession, and stopped in front of him.

"Your Majesty, you can't be so domineering." I whispered almost none.

Ying Zheng's eyes showed a cold light. He opened his mouth, just the same shape as me, but it was enough to make my heart burn.

"I am not hegemonic, how can I have you? How to convince the public? How to win the admiration of the world? How to do whatever you want? He took another step closer to me. His body pressed against me, and his lips pressed against my trembling ears and sideburns, and said: "If I hadn't been ruthless, Wang Jian and Li Si's successful ministers would have already turned back, and I would still be able to enjoy the heartache you gave me here?" ”

My chest was suffocating.

Take a step back and give me some room to touch oxygen. When Yingzheng was leaving, he coldly said something that made me at a loss.

"I'm so domineering. It's to play with you between applause, but you won't be as you want to be compatible with me, what's the matter, will you also be in pain? ”

Of course I will be in pain, my pain is no less than that of Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng and my pain are caused by me, but I have no ability to reduce any pain points.

It was a long time before I walked away, even if I was walking. My heart was still unconsciously immersed in Yingzheng's words, "Will you hurt too?" This is what he asked me, and the sentence itself hurts me beyond measure.

"Ma'am?" Seeing that I was strolling forward on my own path, Luo Cong walked more and more deviantly, and finally couldn't help but call me.

Stopping, I looked back at her, and knew from her eyes that I had gone off the rails, so I laughed at myself and turned around to go back, but when I turned my head, I saw the three words "Huafu Palace" on the gate of the palace on my side.

How did I come here again, is it because this is where I started "killing"?

Linlang is gone, Wang Ci'er is about to die, I am mixed between the human life cases, but the waves in my heart are rarely stirred, and the rest is numbness and faint pain, and the blood that is so sad and angry that I am depressed is completely missing: am I really not surprised, or am I indifferent?

"Will it hurt me?" I asked myself, looking at the three words "Painting Fu Palace" and asking myself, but the answer was confused in my own heart, and it was not clearly marked.

Maybe I'm losing my instinct to hurt.

The dull days were dark and disorderly, because I was worried that my emotions would be out of control, Luo Cong rarely told me in detail about the situation outside, I just intermittently heard that Wang Juan and his faction said all the good words for Wang Ci'er in the court, and even Li Si, who had never dealt with them, had said that Yingzheng would be light-hearted, but Wang Ci'er finally lost his life.

This incident is really meaningless: Linlang and Wang Ci'er lost their lives because of this, Yingzheng was miserable because of this, and my style was completely ruined in Yingzheng's mind, I really don't know why this happened.

Hands stroking the strings, but I didn't pluck the sound for a long time, I sat dumbfounded, my eyes were dull and cranky thinking about the depressed things in my heart: if I continue like this with Yingzheng, it is better for me to really leave Yingzheng, in that case, Yingzheng's heart pain, joy, sorrow, sorrow and sorrow have an end, I am just a thought of him, in this way, he can also start a new life in his own world.

Of course, I'm talking if I don't know the duration of his life!

“… Mother? Frightened by my stunned appearance, Chang Man cautiously looked at me and quietly approached.

"What?" I regained my attention and tried to listen to her.

The first time she noticed that I was so distracted, Chang Man was a little surprised, she timidly took another step closer to me, and stopped in place.

"Mother, are you alright?" She asked, staring at me.

The only moment that can make her feel that I am her mother is when others talk about my full crimes, which is also the moment when she has nowhere to hide, so seeing this situation, her eyes have a different view of this "emotional" difficult mother.

No matter what kind of thoughts, whether it was fear or concern, she was able to ask me with these words, and I felt much better.

"It doesn't matter." I still couldn't get rid of the exhaustion between my eyebrows, so I looked at her and still gave her my sleepy state. (To be continued......)