Yifang asked Teng Ling to wait outside, and she walked in alone with a food box. Liu Heng stood in the backlight, although he was facing her, he couldn't see the look on his face clearly, and the whole person was hidden in the darkness, as if he was soaked in the aura of hell. Yifang couldn't help but shiver, and always felt a chill rushing towards him.

"You're here? This king is about to send someone to summon you! Liu Heng's voice was still as gentle as ever, but Yifang listened to his tone, and always felt that he was trying to suppress something.

"That's really a coincidence, the concubine cooked some pork rib soup in the palace, and thought that she hadn't seen the king for a long time, so she sent some over." Yifang put the food box on the table and took out the pork rib soup inside.

The table was a mess, with a lot of hemp paper on it, and each one had some verses written on it. Yifang only glanced at it, and the whole person became nervous, what was written on the paper was the information she had sent out with a kite. Just looking at the appearance of these papers, it seems that Liu Heng has not yet figured out the meaning contained in them.

Yifang pretended that nothing had happened: "This pork rib soup is newly developed by the concubine, and the king has been tired recently, so he can just make up for his body." ”

"You'll still be thinking about this king." Liu Heng finally walked to the light and sat down, raised his head and looked at Yifang with blazing eyes, but the words changed, "This king thought that you would only think about Deng Tong!" ”

Liu Heng's voice was mixed with a smile, and Yifang was stunned in front of him. Liu Heng had never shown such a sneer, no matter what, he always looked gentle, at least in front of Yifang. She pondered the meaning of his words, and suddenly her eyes fell on those verses, could it be that he mistook those poems for love poems?

"What the king said, the concubine can't understand." Yi Fang didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

"Pu Liu's posture is still there, so teach Shuyan to send the north wind? There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart is a little clear? This king never knew that you still had such an interest in reading and writing poetry. Liu Heng took out a kite out of nowhere and slammed it on Yifang's face.

At this moment, Yifang knew a little in his heart, it seemed that Liu Heng intercepted these kites, and thought that she and Deng Tong were using this to convey their affection. But it's good to think about it this way, so that he won't know that he is a fine work hidden in the harem.

"It's just a few lines of poetry, the concubine is idle and bored on weekdays, and she feels that it looks good to write on a kite, so she wrote it casually, and there is really no meaning of using a kite to convey affection as the king said." Although Yi Fang was glad in his heart, it was also a bad thing to be suspected by him like this, and he had to think of some way to clear himself.

"Really? Then this kite repeatedly fell outside the palace wall on the west side of the small garden, do you also want to say that it is all a coincidence? Liu Heng's sneer kept hanging on his face, making Yifang feel very strange when he looked at it.

"Wang Mingjian, although those kites are all from Guangyang Palace, they were made by the concubines and maidservants, and the handwriting on them is not all the concubine's. If the king does not believe it, he can carefully compare it to repay the innocence of the concubine. At this time, the situation was indeed unfavorable to Yifang, and she could only find such a way to clear herself, but these reasons were still too thin after all.

Seeing that Liu Heng was silent, Yifang went on to explain: "Besides, those kite concubines were given to the palace people of Guangyang Hall after they were made, and they often flew kites with their concubines, so they really didn't release them alone. ”

"The king has already found out, and it is true that not all of those kites were released by you. But the ladies of the court, by your orders, can only fly kites on the west side of the small garden, and on days when there is an east wind. In this way, if you do your feet in advance, those kites will naturally fall outside the palace wall on the west side. ”

There was nothing wrong with what he said, and Yi Fang wanted to argue at this time, but he couldn't think of a reason for a while. She moved her lips, but said nothing more.

"Those kites were all passed on to Deng Tong, right?" Liu Heng once again circled the question back to the original point.

"It's not." Yifang only responded to this sentence dryly.

"This king already knows that you and Deng Tong have known each other as early as Chang'an, but you were sent to represent the country by Empress Lu by mistake, so that you are a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks thousands of miles apart." Liu Heng smiled self-deprecatingly, "It seems that this king actually made the stick that beat mandarin ducks." ”

"That's not the case, the king misunderstood, the relationship between the concubine and Deng Tong is not like that." Yifang was originally a calm person, but at this time he became impatient. There was a voice in her heart that shouted, and she must not let him misunderstand herself.

"This king already knows." Liu Heng looked at her with sad eyes, "There are children playing outside the wind field on the west side of the small garden to see that Deng Tong slipped out of the palace in the middle of the night. He has been to Chang'an for many years, and he has no friends in the palace, and this king has always met him in a secret place outside the palace. If it is said that he sneaked into the palace not to see you, this king does not believe it. ”

"Your Majesty, concubine ......" Yifang blurted out to explain, but helplessly found that this was indeed the truth. Deng Tong did go to see her that day, although it was not the kind of relationship he thought, but at this point, how can he explain it!

"Looks like you're acquiescing." Liu Heng waited for a while, and when he saw that Yifang had never explained, the disappointment on his face slowly rose, and finally anger.

"Your Majesty, there are no concubines." Yifang knew that he wouldn't believe it, but he still explained in vain, "That day, that day Deng Tong came to find the concubine, but it was just to reminisce about the past, and there was no personal relationship between the concubine and him!" ”

"Really? If it's just a reminiscence, you can let this king arrange it, why bother with a private meeting in the middle of the night? Liu Heng finally couldn't help but yell.

"Your Majesty, there are really no concubines." Yifang knelt on the ground, and there were some tears in his eyes unconsciously, I don't know if it was because of the sadness of being suspected, or because of Liu Heng's distrust.

"You have a personal relationship with Deng Tong, and on the other hand, you are trying to curry favor with this king, which really makes this king feel disgusting." Liu Heng was angry, and when he caught a glimpse of the bowl of pork rib soup on the table, he waved his hand uncontrollably and knocked it over.

The steaming soup splashed on Yifang's body, but he didn't feel how hot it was, but his heart was hot, as if he was forced to eat a lot of chili peppers, and his whole heart was full of holes. She wiped a handful of the soup splashed on her face with the back of her hand, and raised her head again to see Liu Heng.

"Does the king distrust his concubine like this?" The sadness in Yifang's eyes was very obvious, Liu Heng accidentally met her gaze, and a trace of compassion flashed, and at that moment he wanted to forgive her.

But this thought was quickly put behind him, and he had never felt such feelings before he met Yifang, whether it was for the queen or for the other concubines, he had never felt such a heartfelt love. But she trampled on this love so much, she knew that it was something that many people dreamed of but never obtained.

"Is it because the king doesn't trust you? How much trust this king has given you, but what you have done, you know in your own heart! Every time Liu Heng said a word, the anger in his heart became more layered.

"Since the king has determined that the concubine and Deng Tong have a personal relationship, the concubine doesn't have to say anything." Yi Fang said lightly, and then stood up.

With the kite with the love poem in her hand, she walked to the candlestick without hesitation and lit it with the candle flame until the kite burned to ashes on her hand.

Liu Heng saw that the broken soup bowl on her knee had scraped a few blood marks, and his heart was distressed, but he still couldn't resist the anger in the sky. He gritted his teeth and watched Yifang's every move with cold eyes.

"Your Majesty, this is the concubine's final answer, if the king really doesn't believe in the concubine, then don't believe it!" The expression on Yifang's face disappeared at this moment, and he only left this sentence indifferently, and left on his own.

As soon as Yifang came out of the palace gate, he walked back directly, and Tengling hurriedly followed. When she was standing outside, she heard the sound inside, and she was very worried. But looking at Wu Ping's expression, he knew that he had already known about it, so he looked like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"Beauty, what the hell happened just now? Who is Deng Tong? Why is the king so angry? Tengling's questions came one after another. Yifang strode ahead, Teng Ling didn't see her expression clearly, and blurted out these questions.

"It's nothing, it's just a wrong move." Yifang dipped her sleeve with tears in the corners of her eyes, and Teng Ling realized that something was wrong with her.

"Beauty, you...... Crying? Teng Ling approached Yifang's side, only to find that her dress was full of soup and there were some scars on her legs.

"I'm fine, the king found those kites, so he was angry."

"Then does the king know what we've done?" Teng Ling immediately became nervous when he heard this.

Yifang shook his head: "The code on the kite is very tight, the king can't find it for a while, I have taken the opportunity to burn the kite, there is no problem for the time being." ”

Yifang's voice was faint, as if he didn't care much about everything in the world. Teng Ling knew that she wanted to be calm all along, but this time the calm seemed to be different from usual, it lost its previous vitality, this peace was the peace of the heart like ashes, and it was not as simple as calmness.

"Actually, the slave maid heard some words just now...... Teng Ling actually listened to all the voices in the Fang Cai Palace, but he was worried that Yifang would be sad, so he only said Well, I heard a little.

"It's good to hear it, lest I have to tell you." Yifang still said lightly, "Deng Tong is a close friend of the king, and he is also a friend I met in Chang'an, and he has now returned to Daiguo from Chang'an. ”

"So the king suspects that the beauty has an affair with him?" Teng Ling thought of those kites, and suddenly realized, "The ones we use to convey the message are all love poems, so the king thinks so when he sees it?" ”

Yifang nodded: "Not bad." ”