Standing in front of Chang Man's sleeping bed, Ying Zheng looked at her silently for a while, but she had no intention of leaving, so I had to stand with him, and play a game of suspicion for his loving and cold complex complexion.

When he came in, he went straight to Chang Man's side, called to see his daughter, but even one of my small gestures of shaking his body to change the center of gravity could attract his sideways observation, which made me wonder whether he came to see Chang Man or to test my leg and foot support ability.

In the face of Ying Zhengwei's posture, my heart was empty, so even if I was tired of standing, I didn't dare to ask him to stay in another place; And he also had the intention of asking me to forgive me again after my leg pain fell into my heart.

"What about your aggressiveness," he said suddenly, and at last, in a calm tone of stern aggression, asked, "how did you become so supple now?" ”

When he said that I was aggressive, he meant that I made Mengtan powerless to resist the appearance of me above the main hall of the Qiongyang Palace, right?

Why would Ying Zheng suddenly break out for this and rarely change his feelings, because he cares about Mengtan's life and death, right?!

"Is it the strange slave concubine who made her own initiative to expose the true face of Mrs. Tan?" My heart was sour, and I said: "This world is Your Majesty's, if you don't want her to do anything, it means that the concubine has more evidence and digging points, and you can forgive her from sin." ”

All my efforts and fears, as long as Yingzheng said a word, can collapse and collapse, and Yingzheng's heart for other women, which I can't control, is the key to crushing all my efforts to be with him.

Ying Zheng heard the vinegar and resistance in my words, and he finally looked away from his sleeping face, and turned his head on me.

"It is the world that belongs to me, and I can allow you to do anything wrong. What you want to achieve, I don't say a word to allow you to achieve, why, I can't treat you like this, I want to ask about your feelings? ”

The dissatisfied tone choked me, but I was very surprised: he was really deliberately pampering me!

"That. The answer to the aggressive question asked by the concubine of the letter, do you think Mrs. Tan deserves it? I carefully hid some of the sweetness in my heart and asked him gently.

Seeing that my irritable mood instantly turned into shy and happy thoughts, Ying Zheng smiled angrily, and then paced towards me.

"It's good if you're happy." After a pause, Ying Zheng said again: "It's just that she has been secretly tracking something recently, so I originally wanted to pay attention to it again, and when she found out and made a plan, I never thought that you were so urgent that she couldn't tolerate her for a day." ”

Standing still in front of me and telling me what he was thinking, Ying Zheng took another sentence to comment on me.

"After becoming a concubine. You've got a lot tougher. ”

I can't guess whether this sentence is positive or negative, but Yingzheng's previous cognition made me panic.

Ying Zheng said that Meng Tan was investigating things, so did he know what Meng Tan was investigating, or did he not know the inside story? Even if he didn't know, then he recognized that Mengtan was investigating the big things he wanted to know, otherwise how could he let Mengtan deceive him and still be happy?

If he knew what Mengtan was looking for, then I-

"It turns out that Her Majesty has long known her details." I opened my mouth weakly, deliberately not mentioning the essence of Mengtan's secret visit.

Ying Zheng didn't force me to say it, nor did he reveal whether he knew everything. Looking back at Chang Man, who was still asleep, he took the first step and began to walk out.

"Go out, I look at Chang Man, and I always feel that she has changed you. And there are more and more changing postures. He said.

He looked at Changman just to see through me—how much did he see, and how much did he see?

Sitting next to Yingzheng in the main hall, because it was quiet, the atmosphere was a little cold. I watched as Luo Cong brought the tea, and in order to find something to do and talk about, I quietly waved my hand and motioned for her to go out.

Time. There are only two people in the palace, me and Yingzheng.

"Your Majesty, it's cold, drink a cup of ginseng tea to warm up." Pouring tea, serving tea, serving tea, I held my breath and did it in one go, for fear of provoking anger on his gloomy face.

"I," he looked at the tea I served, didn't mean to take it, and said lightly and coldly, "It's the heart that should be warm." ”

This sentence is quite informative, and I can't understand exactly what he is referring to.

Putting down the teacup, I slowly sat back down, trying to find another topic to turn the page on the perilous page.

"Yesterday, Imperial Doctor Yu took the pulse of Chang Man, saying that the heart rate was slow, and the concubine thought it was a big deal. Yes? ”

My exclamation came from the sudden force of Yingzheng as I was concentrating on something to say, and he grabbed me like an object, and leaned me heavily against the edge of the table.

"What are you hiding?" He stared at me coldly, inexplicably suppressed his anger, and asked me hatefully.

He said I'm hiding?

What did he see? How much do you know?

Is the anger contained in his words because I avoided his topic of "heart", or is it the truth that Mengtan is pursuing?

The "heart" is what he cares about, the truth is what he does not allow, no matter what I explain, it is difficult for him to eliminate the depression in his heart!

"Slave concubine, love Your Majesty."

I looked at him weakly and firmly, and my waist timidly shifted the contact area with the table, as a way to reduce the pain of the flesh.

I'm really in love!

Because of love, I'm afraid of losing, so I have to cover up my past that is enough to ruin our love at the moment, so I desperately want to twist my own heart, fight for my life at any cost, and don't let myself out!

I love Yingzheng, which is why I have changed the mentality of not caring about the world, and I don't exist or disappear according to the wishes of others.

But my love, for Ying Zheng, is too imperfect!

"That's why your love should be like this, right?" There was a coldness in his wounded eyes that was impossible to ignore.

He said to Mengtan that he hates deception, and it applies to me as well, so the original meaning of his question is: I am also cheating on him for the so-called love!

I did deceive him, the same rumors as Mengtan, and the same tampering with the past as Mengtan, but leaving aside those irrevocable pasts, everything I did after I fell in love with Yingzheng was real.

"The love of a slave concubine, from the moment of love, is pure, pure and not mixed with a trace of filth, so the burden of the previous life is the only obstacle." I frowned and looked at him sincerely.

Falling in love is falling in love, not because of survival, glory, and freedom, what I ask for and love is just the person of Yingzheng, this kind of feeling is the most sincere and pure.

Looking at my earnest and affectionate eyes, Ying Zheng frowned a few times in anger, and finally let go of me.

Will he believe in my heart? Does he care about my true feelings? Will he be able to bear my past?

Ying Zheng turned his back and stood for a while, I didn't dare to disturb him, and I stood lightly.

Time flies uninhibitedly, and Yingzheng just stayed like that for a while, without looking back at me or leaving a word, he left; I don't know what he thinks, but he, who has always had no room for sand in his eyes, should have abandoned me like he did to Mengtan when he heard me admit that he had ulterior motives!

It was a deception at the beginning, can the later sincerity be believed, and Ying Zheng, will he contain the previous deception and bother to accept the later sincerity?

The answer can't even fool children!

If the end is certain, the only thing I want to know is whether I have become as redundant as garbage in his heart.

He probably won't love me!

Holding Chang Man, I refused to let go for a long time, because I didn't know if I could hold her again in the next second, Ying Zheng's mind could be finalized in an instant, as for which moment, I only waited tormentedly.

"Madam, the princess is already asleep, so go and carry her to Mama."

Luo Cong knew that I had never advocated hugging Changman too much, and in order to prevent her from being squeamish and dependent on people, she insisted on putting it on the bed after she fell asleep, so at this time, seeing that I was distracted, I didn't let go of Changman, and whispered a reminder to me.

My eyes didn't leave Chang Man's immature sleeping face, and when I heard Luo Onion's voice, I suddenly wanted to cry.

"Let me hold her a little longer." I begged him earnestly.

Sensing my strangeness, and because Chang Man couldn't hear the sound of the loud discussion, Luo Cong pondered and silently accompanied us.

These times I rely on Chang Man very much, almost inch by inch to accompany her, originally went to the sycamore forest to step on the leaves also wanted to take her there, but the wind is really tight, Chang Man is too petite, so I can only give up, as usual with Luo Onion.

How many times has I stepped on the paved and windswept Golden Sycamore Road? It's been ten years, but why can't I be like the beginning, in addition to thinking about my relatives in a thousand years, and regenerating the idea of time and space?

Yingzheng made me down-to-earth in this world, and the appearance of Chang Man gave me an endless sense of responsibility and bonds.

It's peaceful to think about, but the dangerous situation is still with me, such as Huayang, who is stopping me on my way back at the moment, she is obviously here for the dream of being imprisoned.

"What's so good about this sycamore forest, so that the concubine on the side of the stream is so concerned, and she comes here for a while every year, and at this time, she will leave her sister Changman and come over." With a few silent smiles on her face, she said, "Could it be that there is something in it that is guiding you?" ”

It's normal to be curious, Huayang must have thought that I had endured some guidance here, so I was able to turn evil into good fortune again and again and prolong my life to this day.

With a mysterious smile, I confused her in order to occupy her thoughts, and to make her turn her mind to studying my sycamore. (To be continued......)