Sui Jing was really stunned, at this moment, Zhi Lan's delicate neck looked so fragile and vulnerable in Yi Zhilin's swelling green muscles, as if it was about to be folded in a man's hand if he was not careful.

He wanted to transcend the shackles of his body to rescue Zhilan, but the cold chains only cruelly imprisoned him, and then let out a hopeless sound of dangerous cold.

"Shiba-ran!"

Zhi Lan, who was constantly called by the man, had already closed her eyes, she was really a little selfish at the moment when she only wanted to die, she only thought that she could be detached quickly, but she refused to take care of the heart that Sui Jing was carrying for her all the time.

Unexpectedly, her wish was not fulfilled smoothly, and God did not want to contain her.

The next moment, I saw Yi Zhilin slyly evoke an inexplicable smile, and immediately let go of his hand and slapped Zhi Lan fiercely, and the clear and vivid pain suddenly overcame the rapid and rapid attack of dying.

"Adulterer! Do you want to die? Don't worry, I won't let you get away with it! ”

At this point, Sui Jing breathed a sigh of relief, but his tight eyes were still lingering on the woman's weak body, but he didn't know that this hot slap had completely pulled Zhi Lan back from the delusion of seeking death.

The woman gritted her teeth, her body couldn't help but tremble, this time the trembling was no longer due to the unbearable pain of the right talent, but the anger from the bottom of her heart, Xu used the word anger to describe Zhi Lan's emotions at this time is more appropriate.

People's emotions can be above the physical body, at least at this moment, Zhilan is indeed not like Fang Cai, and she has to be obsessed with her own pain. The shame of being played, the anger that was dragged from hopelessness to hope and despair again finally made Zhilan no longer bent on death, and even cowardice disappeared in this fierce excitement, and this slap did make her completely sober.

"Dog thief! Do you really think that what you are doing now is the work of a filial son? I'm telling you! You are the beast of a tyrant! It's no different from your dumb father! Could it be that the royal family is all your virtue? One by one, under the banner of serving the country and the people, but supporting the faint monarch to govern, since you take me as the murderer, but you refuse to be executed directly, what kind of heart do you have? Could it be that you want to use my mouth to deliberately slander what you said about Yi Zhixing? But if I had your fatherly father, I would kill him with my own hands! How can you be ashamed to avenge a faint king! ”

Almost gritting his teeth, he scolded, and then Zhilan spat at the person in front of him.

She is going to humiliate the person in front of her, humiliating him to the point that she has nothing to look forward to, and the prince who can follow a tyrant must not be an upright person.

The endless anger continued to flood, and before the insulted Yi Zhilin could give an order, the guards on the side had already taken a bad breath for their master, and the whip in his hand swung at the woman's body again.

This time, Zhi Lan held on, even though she was in a cold sweat and almost dizzy, she still looked at the man in front of her with burning eyes, mixed with arrogance in her determination, and a touch of sarcasm in her disdain, she just stared at him so deeply, trampling on Yi Zhilin's dignity with the deep meaning in her eyes.

After a long time, the woman did not wait for the expected ferocity, but instead cast her eyes on Sui Jing on the side.

"Beat, beat me hard until this woman is willing to confess."

With a cold command, the whip rose and fell on Sui Jing's body. He lowered his head, burying all his haggard and pale in the dark shadows, and the beads of sweat mixed with blood fell together, and the speed of the fall was beyond Zhilan's imagination.

The woman hurriedly looked away, trying her best to avoid the whip and the blurred flesh on the side, she knew that Yi Zhilin was deliberately luring herself into the bait, but she didn't want to fall into the enemy's trap recklessly.

However, the sound of the whip blending with the flesh was too spicy and harsh, and it would be enough if the whipping was on oneself, but this cruel whipping was resisted by Sui Jing alone, and the inexplicable burden and shame were mixed with some unknown emotions on the side, ravaging Zhi Lan's heart to shreds.

"Enough!"

Finally, the woman's endurance reached the limit, she couldn't see Sui Jing being whipped to death like this, no matter if Yi Zhilin wanted to humiliate herself next or in order to achieve the conspiracy next to her, as long as she could save Sui Jing from hardship, she was willing to do anything.

Enlightenment is in the heart, and the person in front of him speaks.

Zhilan's attitude made Yi Zhilin very satisfied, only to see his smile bloom again, and Chengzhu melted into this smile in his chest.

"Hmph, if you want him to live, it's very simple, tell me who your mastermind is behind it, if you explain it clearly, I will let him live, how about it?"

Sui Jing, who was whipped to the point that he was already out of human form, was in a trance several times, but in order to protect Zhi Lan's safety, he desperately wanted to take a breath to wake up, but just in the midst of this chaos, what came from the man's ears was an unexpected word from Zhi Lan.

"Ah Jing, I'm sorry, you've seen the current situation, I can only tell the truth, I hope you don't blame me."

As soon as the words fell, before Sui Jing could slowly raise his head with suspicion, Zhi Lan had already turned his face to Yi Zhilin, and then replied firmly: "Our mastermind behind the scenes is indeed your so-called Yi Zhixing, the one who should be the son of heaven!" ”

At this time, what Zhi Lan showed was the helplessness of betraying her master in order to save her companions, she looked directly at Yi Zhilin's fierce eyes at this time, and there was no intention to dodge.

Palace.

"Your Majesty, this is a snack made for you by the concubine...... Although the weather is not as hot as some time ago, it is still stuffy, this pea yellow can relieve the residual heat, Your Majesty can taste it......"

Mo Xiru is really gentle, her voice is soft, and her movements are gentle, not like Wu Zhiqing some time ago, but she is considerate but does not bother Yi Zhixing to enter politics.

It is strange to say that the fragrance of pea yellow and the tenderness of a woman have jumped into the man's heart, and in the middle of the still somewhat dull sun, Yi Zhixing is indeed shackled by the strange charm of these two.

But seeing him slowly raise his head, what was reflected in his eyes was the woman's already red and warm face, and at a glance, you could see at a glance how turbulent the tension and urgency in Mo Xiru's heart should be at this time. To be exact, her entire face was tense.

"Concubine Wen has a heart."

This time, Yi Zhixing tried a bite of the dim sum sent by the palace concubine for the first time while dealing with government affairs, and it was one bite after another, which really gave face to the trembling woman in front of him.

"Concubine Wen's craftsmanship is very good."

Looking at Yi Zhixing's satisfied appearance, Mo Xiru's nervousness finally melted away, and was replaced by a touch of sweetness on her lips.

"Your Majesty likes it......"

The woman pursed her lips, and her graceful and shy appearance was endearing. Compared with Wu Zhiqing, she really knows how to be measured, she doesn't dare to say anything more, as long as she can let her beloved taste the food she has made with affection.

After that, Mo Xiru only wanted to keep silently, grinding ink for him, storing tea for him, occasionally when the Son of Heaven was tired, she gently pinched his shoulders for him, whenever the Son of Heaven frowned, Mo Xiru could often know what he wanted, and then handed it over, and the pick up that should be picked up, for half a day, Mo Xiru was indulged in this pleasant mood that could sympathize with the beloved man, and took care of Yi Zhixing quite well. As for the whispers about the Son of Heaven who talked to Wu Zhiqing at that time about the Son of Heaven's physical illness, she didn't care about it now, even if Yi Zhixing really had a secret and never talked to humanity, Mo Xiru was willing to serve him for a lifetime, and it was her great happiness to be able to stay by her lover's side.

Somehow, under the coercion of this layer of tenderness, in this clear and quiet but inexplicable comfort with someone, Yi Zhixing actually recalled the scattered fragments of that day, which was the warm scene of Yi Zhilin and his wife visiting his mother, and then glanced at Mo Xiru not far away, and the heart of the Son of Heaven was moved for a moment.

Mo Xiru, who had been staring at the Son of Heaven with warmth and diligence, suddenly looked at his eyes, and was at a loss for a while, and hurriedly collected his eyes, and returned to his face with a smile.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty...... Concubine ......"

The woman's tone was shy, thinking that Yi Zhixing didn't like to be stared at all the time, but she couldn't excuse her stupidity for a while, so she immediately got the idea of kneeling.

At this time, an unexpected scene was staged, and the iron tree of Yi Zhixing finally blossomed.

"Concubine Wen, you shouldn't have eaten dinner yet, so move to the dining hall and accompany me to eat."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Xiru was stunned in place, and the knees that were about to kneel were stuck in the air, and she was a little unbelievable. You must know that Yi Zhixing has always put government affairs first, and almost all lunch and dinner are spent in the imperial study, and it is rare to waste time moving to the dining room, let alone pulling a palace concubine this time. At least Wu Zhiqing has never enjoyed such an honor, but this indisputable Mo Xiru has won the dragon's heart today, which is really a rare thing in the court.

Mo Xiru was incoherent at this moment, but her eyes were dyed with haste and expectations.

"Good...... Well, Your Majesty......"

To be honest, Yi Zhixing didn't know which tendon he was wrong, and he wanted to waste time walking back and forth to eat.

Halfway through the sedan chair, Yi Zhixing was full of regrets, but after looking at the woman who was full of expectations on his side, the Son of Heaven still couldn't bear it, so he simply gave up the idea of returning the same way.

"Come on, try it."

During the meal, Yi Zhixing personally picked up the dishes for the people beside him, and he wanted to find the warm memory of Fang Cai again, but this time he couldn't find the original feeling anyway. The charm of Mo Xiru's tenderness has long been washed away by the worry about government affairs in his mind at this moment, although it seems a bit unsympathetic to say this, but Yi Zhixing is indeed the same as the diligent monarch in the past, this point has not changed in the slightest, and today's move is purely impulsive.

Looking at the whole bowl of dishes, almost all of them fell into the woman's bowl from the hands of the Son of Heaven, whether it was palatable or unpalatable, whether it could be eaten or not, Mo Xiru reluctantly stuffed them into her mouth, even though her stomach was supporting, but the meaning of happiness was still hanging on the corner of her mouth.

The warmth he saw on the day of Yi Zhixing may no longer be truly felt by him, but at this time, Mo Xiru really touched the perfection and happiness at the moment when his wish was realized.

"Thank you, Your Majesty......"

"Huh? Xie Zhen what? ”

Yi Zhixing was puzzled, Mo Xiru hurriedly shook her head, and she answered this question with a bright smile that didn't care about her dignity, but she still had oil stains on her lips.

Just as Yi Zhixing was about to ask questions again, a familiar and disgusting voice came from behind him.

"Brother Huang, you are so blessed, not long after Fang ascended the throne, the daughters of the two important ministers of the court entered the palace to serve you."

The gentle voice was secretly ridiculed, which was the unkindness of the comer.