Three days have passed since the incident, and Zhao Xihe has never set foot in Luhe Palace again.

Although a few people were in a hurry, they were not so anxious when they saw that their master was still unhurried.

"Mother, you can eat a little bit, it's been a few days, and you're eating less and less." Mama Fu carried a tray in her hand, which was full of food, but it could not arouse her appetite in the slightest.

Hearing this, she didn't refuse, just sat down at the table, and Mama Fu thought that she already had an appetite, so she hurriedly brought all the food in front of her.

However, she only ate a few shallow bites before putting down her chopsticks, "You better take this, I really don't have an appetite." ”

Mama Fu wanted to speak and stopped, and finally could only sigh helplessly and serve all the food.

If his mother doesn't want to eat, even if he says it's useless, the mother won't listen to her.

"Mama, don't you still eat?" Ming Xi waited outside and saw that the food was squatting out almost as it was, and said with some disappointment.

This time, Mama Fu didn't speak, but just pushed the tray forward for her to see. One glance trumps all words.

After seeing it, she left with the food. Mingxi secretly glanced into the house, and saw that his mother was in a daze again, and it was not a matter if it went on like this.

However, they are just palace maids, even if the master gives them a few faces, they can't cross the rules.

But Niangniang's body has always been very weak, and if you don't eat much recently, I'm afraid that my body will not be able to stand it.

However, no matter how much she worries, it is useless, and they are clear about Bu Qiyu's temperament.

The girl left here, and was about to go back to the house, but she suddenly turned around and ran out, and she didn't know where she went.

……

There was not a single ray of light in the room here, and it would be more appropriate to call it a room than a cage, but the cage was covered with a black cloth, and nothing could be seen except the endless darkness.

Leng Song touched the cold walls around him, he had forgotten that he had been in for a few days, only that it had been a long time.

Although the food is brought in every day, the darkness here has never changed.

It was daylight outside, but it was as if it was isolated from the world, and suddenly a glimmer of light broke in, getting closer and closer.

He hadn't seen the light for a long time, and he couldn't get used to it, so he closed his eyes.

When the man approached, he saw that it was his master, and he stood up from the ground after saluting respectfully.

Zhao Xihe looked at the man in the distance through the light, although he had been locked up for three days, this man had not changed in the slightest, his posture was still upright, and his eyes were still sharp.

"Leng Song, how do I treat you?" He placed the candle in his hand on the table and asked in a hoarse voice, which seemed to contain a lot of anger underneath.

"The master treats his subordinates very well, except for the master, the master is the best person for his subordinates." Leng Song said respectfully.

"If you know everything, why covet someone you shouldn't?"

"Master, my subordinates don't understand what you're talking about." Leng Song looked at him with a frown, a little unsure of the meaning of his words.

There is probably only one person who shouldn't covet Concubine Hui, but he has no love for Concubine Hui.

Let's not say that Concubine Hui is the master's woman, just talk about his identity, he is just a secret guard, how can he deserve to have such a good woman?

"Did the master misunderstand something? His Majesty has no love for Concubine Hui Niangniang, and Concubine Hui and His Majesty have a deep love for resistance, and they are not people who can be coveted by their subordinates. After Leng Song thought everything through, he explained softly.

Although he is just a secret guard, it does not mean that he does not have seven emotions and six desires, nor does he understand these feelings and loves in the world.

Who told the master what to make Bamboo have such suspicions? He suddenly understood that the assassination that night was just a test, and the test was whether he had a love for Concubine Hui and whether he had a love for a man and a woman.

There was a moment of astonishment in his eyes, but silence returned. I don't know why a chill suddenly rose in my heart, but I forced myself to suppress all of this.

"Master, what your subordinates haven't done is what they haven't done. Although the master said that you and we are like brothers, your subordinates also know what it means to be proportionate. Leng Song spoke again.

If there was a misunderstanding because of something else, he wouldn't care, but he had to explain it clearly.

If it really makes the master have such suspicions, I'm afraid that it is not him who is sad, but him and Concubine Hui.

It doesn't matter if he's injured or something, anyway, he's rough-skinned and thick-skinned and doesn't really fear this, but the really innocent one is Concubine Hui, and he doesn't want to be involved by Niangniang because of this.

Zhao Xihe listened to his explanation and didn't speak, originally he thought that Leng Song would never lie or deceive him.

But now it seems that things are not so simple, he obviously hasn't said what it is, Leng Song actually said everything and expressed his intentions.

But he didn't say it from beginning to end, talking about him and Bu Qiyu. If he really didn't have such an idea, how could he explain so much when he just opened his mouth and said a word.

He is not the only one who can see the excellence of that little woman, and he is not the only one who can see the ability of that little woman.

So it's normal for someone to have affection for that little woman, but when he thought that this person was Leng Song, and he was silently protecting Bu Saitama behind his back, he felt angry in his heart.

Bu Qiyu is his woman, he will naturally protect this little woman very well and will not let her be hurt in the slightest, but the man in front of him should never be thinking about his woman because of this.

"Leng Song, I always thought you were a man of few words, and you couldn't lie. But in recent days, it seems that everything has gone very wrong. Zhao Xihe said with a little disappointment.

His hands hung lightly on his sides, his five fingers were tightly clenched into a fist, and in the wide sleeves, no one could see the green tendons on the back of his hands burst, which just showed how angry he was at the moment.

At this moment, Leng Song seemed to have figured out something, and he didn't care about his words in the slightest, but said: "Master, I have been by your side for many years, and you know my character very well, and there is nothing that is nothing." ”

The room suddenly fell silent, and the wind from nowhere gently blew the candle flame, and the strange beating reflected on the wall, adding a touch of gloom to the already not very bright room.

The two men stood at both ends of the table, looking at each other through the candlelight, and there was a hint of brilliance in Gujing Wubo's eyes, hoping to see the slightest flaw in each other's eyes.