"Then the minister will retire." With a low remark, she strode outside.

Stepping out of the Zichen Palace, under the white moonlight, the palace is faintly visible.

Walk through the long palace road and pass through the Xuanqing Gate.

When I returned to Mingchun Pavilion, it was already midnight.

Jiang Li dragged his tired body into the inner hall, hurriedly ordered the attendant to bring a basin of hot water, and then quickly took off his outer robe, untied his chest, and hastily wiped his body, and then lay down in the bed.

In the middle of sleep, the fire in front of the eyes soared into the sky, and the heart-rending cries of children seemed to pierce the eardrums......

The next moment the house collapsed in an instant, and she was burned to the flames......

"Ahh With a scream, Jiang Li woke up from his dream.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" Cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, Jiang Li suddenly opened his eyes, and through a curtain, he saw the inner servant standing outside.

"It's just a nightmare, it's fine." She waved her hand, wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, and commanded in a deep voice, "You don't have to wait here, go and prepare some sacrifices, today is my eldest sister's death taboo, Your Majesty instructed me to go to the pillar incense." ”

Hearing this, the waiter's eyebrows were slightly worried, but he still obeyed Jiang Li's instructions, responded to the word 'yes', and bowed out.

Behind the curtain, Jiang Li got up slowly, seeing that the waiter had retreated, she hurriedly got out of bed, skillfully retied her breasts, and slowly walked to the bronze mirror in the room, she gently straightened her robe.

Raising his eyes, Jiang Li felt a twitch in his heart to the familiar and unfamiliar young man in the mirror, closed his eyes, and instead ordered the attendants to have breakfast, and after hastily using it, he set off for the Great Wei Taimiao.

When I arrived at the temple, it was already the middle of the day.

From afar, she saw Xiao Yi's upright back.

Jiang Li smiled on his face, strode forward, and bowed to the back as always, "Foreign Minister Jiang Yan knocks to see Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live Long live." ”

"Get up." Xiao Yi turned around, his peach blossom eyes were a little bloodshot, as if he was restraining his emotions, "Come here, put incense on the pillar for your eldest sister." ”

Looking at Xiao Yi's pretentious affection, Jiang Li sneered in his heart, a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say much, only followed him to light a stick of incense and gesture towards the tablet with a familiar name engraved.

Then, he retreated outside, pretending to be a gentleman, leaning against the door frame and waiting for Xiao Yi.

It took about half an hour before Xiao Yi came out of it.

His eyes were red, and as soon as he went out, he saw a 'drowsy' Jiang Li......

What day is it? Can he fall asleep?

Xiao Yi suddenly felt annoyed in his heart, "Ah Yan! Follow me to the Zichen Palace, I have something important to discuss with you. ”

Negotiate? What could he negotiate with her?

Jiang Li opened her eyes suspiciously, and at the same time had a bad premonition in her heart, if she talked about her important things, now I am afraid that there is only a marriage matter......

Keeping up with Xiao Yi's pace uneasily, her brows were unconsciously furrowed......

…………

"Marriage! Your Majesty, did you take the wrong medicine? In the Zichen Palace, Jiang Li was angry and mocking, and she seemed quite disdainful of this expected proposal.

Xiao Yi was stunned, and the anger in his eyes surged, but soon, he suppressed the anger again, and motioned for Jiang Li to sit down with his eyes.

"Ah Yan, you'll be eighteen next month, right?"

His eyebrows were slightly raised, and a deep voice came from his throat, "As far as I know, you have a lot of dealings with the fifth girl of Zhenguo Gong, and you saved her life at the polo club two days ago......"