When Mrs. Mi heard this, a peaceful smile appeared on her face, and her eyes widened to look at me.

"The king sent people to preach in the country of Chu, and your handmaid was among them, right?"

Mrs. Mi asked freely, and I secretly thought in my heart: although she has been closed in the Mi Qian Palace for many years, she is quite well informed.

She was calm, and I didn't deliberately hide this fact, chuckling, and I replied respectfully.

"Called the name Yu Jiao, he came out to do things, he was still young, and he was punished for the twenty-first son of the West Tea Garden, and he was let go by the king." I looked at Mrs. Mi.

When it came to the West Tea Garden, Mrs. Mi was not surprised, it seemed that she even knew about this matter.

"It's good to be small, maybe Lingxiu is outstanding, not involved in the world, fearless and vulgar, and the days will be long, and you can still find a good source." She looked back at me faintly, and her smile was warm.

borrowed Mrs. Mi's auspicious words, hoping that Yu Jiao could really turn evil into good fortune and find a good place.

"Well, the people of Chu are outstanding and rich, and the slaves and concubines are also looking forward to it."

Mrs. Mi nodded in agreement, took a nap, and said, "Speaking of Banmu, it's also painful enough." His mother has not returned from the palace for a long time, and his sister and younger brother are young, but they are young but want to go to the battlefield in person, which is really difficult for him. ”

Mrs. Mi seems to be very sincere, and I can see that my intuition is very kind.

Although the things that happened to Mrs. Zhao and Ban Mu one after another were not my intention, their current situation was inseparable from me, and I couldn't say anything more, so I could only follow Mrs. Mi's words and continue.

"Ban Mu's trip is a dangerous and long way, and he has no experience, if Mrs. Zhao hears it, she must be anxious." The more I talked, the quieter it became.

Mrs. Mi looked at my languishing face, her expression was gloomy, and she smiled gently.

"As a mother, I protect my son physically and mentally. Hearing the news was so anxious, not only Ban Mu who went to the battlefield made her anxious, but the young Zhao Kua was also worried about her.

If Mrs. Zhao is in Wangyin Palace, it will be fine. What I am most afraid of is this kind of occlusion fear that 'the son does not know where the mother is, and the mother does not know where the son is'. She pitied her son, but she was afraid that he would make a mistake because of his pity for her... Alas, what a wicked man. ”

Mrs. Mi's sigh made my scalp tingle: If I hadn't appeared here, if I hadn't intervened in the matter, if I hadn't changed the life trajectory of the characters in the Qin Palace, their mother and son wouldn't have this predicament, right?

There is a kind of "I don't kill Beren" in my heart. Boren died because of me", I said politely with a few smiles on my face.

The slave concubine also thought so, and even recklessly spoke to the king for this. However, the king was determined and reprimanded, so that the slaves and concubines did not dare to speak. ”

I lowered my eyes and stopped looking at Mrs. Mi's eyes.

Mrs. Mi heard my words and laughed softly. The laughter is meaningful. With the support of her body, she tilted her head against the stone wall, and Mrs. Mi closed her eyes again.

The surroundings were quiet because of Mrs. Mi's intermission and my silence.

I don't know what Mrs. Mi's smile meant, but I think maybe she thinks what I said about interceding for Mrs. Zhao's mother and son is a bit fake. Thinking about it, I don't think it's very convincing.

I really did what she thought wouldn't happen, and the way of thinking was so different, was this also a gap between me and this era?

"There was a lack of time, but now, it's time." Mrs. Mi suddenly made a sound.

Her words seemed to have insight into all the world's unfathomable depths, and I looked at her confident appearance, and all that lingered in my mind was the bold idea of "trying again" in front of Ying Zheng.

Mrs. Mi's magic power will not be successful, and I have completely lost the ability to think independently due to her words, I just want to seek peace of mind and do my part for Mrs. Zhao's mother and son, regardless of whether the result is successful or not.

Sometimes it is a very mysterious thing for people to depend on each other for blessings and misfortunes, for example, I am now in the clouds of Banmu's expedition, which is not a good thing, but seeing the people who were eager to find my shadow and caught up with me to talk to me, these days are uncharacteristically far away from my back, and the peaceful situation of those ladies who originally looked at me unpleasantly and looked for me from time to time to wait for my end, I have some of the spitting stars and being contented with the stars.

When I met Ying Zheng again, I wanted to avoid it from afar, but thinking of Ying Zheng's warning to me that if I dodged him, he would be stared at every day, I retracted my thoughts and the urge to do it in time - Ying Zheng is a man who does what he says, and I don't dare to bet with him that he can make an exception to forgive me, or really hang me on the wall of the Qiongyang Palace every day.

"King Kang'an!"

I waited early on the edge of Yingzheng's walkway, and kept my head down, watching Yingzheng's toes come into sight and saluting politely, and the voice of greeting was very small.

Ying Zhengmu didn't squint, and walked straight in front of my Shi Yi's body, without stopping. I breathed a sigh of relief, but I was also inexplicably a little lost.

Estimating that Ying Zheng should have walked away, I straightened my knees and got up, and was about to raise my eyes to see the way, but I saw Ying Zheng who turned around and returned.

"Your Majesty?"

I was so frightened that I forgot to re-enforce the ceremony.

Ying Zheng saw that I saw him, no longer took a step forward, paused, and he coldly gave the order

"The widow wants to go to Wangyin Palace to see Zhaokua, so you can go with it."

Why did you suddenly call me to go?

Is it appropriate for me to go?

Soon, the doubts that passed through my mind closed along with my stammering mouth.

"Whoa!" That's all I can say.

Ying Zheng has already moved, and his meaning is very clear: the orders he gave do not allow me to think too much, let alone refute them.

A lot of pomegranate trees are planted in the palace of Wangyin Palace, it is said that Yingzheng planted it in order to commend Mrs. Zhao for giving birth to three sons.

It's just that Princess Chenxi, who came to greet Yingzheng with Zhaokua, looked at me with a look that instantly dispersed my interest in appreciating the fruit: Chenxi's eyes were very cold when Yingzheng didn't pay attention to him, without a trace of warmth, and even a little hatred.

However, when Ying Zheng's gaze swept over her, her whole state suddenly improved, and she was the normal reserved and surprised appearance of a daughter when she saw her father.

"Blessed is Father! Hail to the brook concubine! ”

Princess Chenxi and Zhao Kua Gongzi led a group of servants from Wangyin Palace to Shi Yi, and was picked up by Yingzheng with one arm and pardoned.

"Get up." Ying Zheng smiled.

"Whoa!"

Seeing that Zhao Kua was being played by Ying Zheng, Chen Xi smiled comfortably, glanced at me coldly, and said coquettishly to Ying Zheng: "Father, you are here, Zhao Kua has been shouting at my aunt and grandmother to ask for my father." ”

This Princess Dawn is not very old, but the transformation of this facial expression is first-class fast and accurate, and it is a pity not to learn face painting in the 21st century!

Ying Zheng wrapped Zhao Kua around his arm, and touched Chenxi's sideburns with his other hand, smiling very kindly.

"The widow's morning light is tall again, look at this pretty appearance, it is getting more and more beautiful."