When Yi Chen mentioned whether the Nine Emperors wanted to treat their eyes, everyone was surprised and even more excited. Han Ying couldn't hold back her joy and said:

"Really? Your Highness's eyes, can be cured well? ”

Yi Chen opened the fan and said:

"From beginning to end, I didn't say that your Ninth Highness's eyes can't be cured."

"It's a good day, Your Highness can see it, isn't it more convenient to do something?"

Jiuyu said excitedly, Ji Xuanshu looked at the Nine Emperor Princes, his expression did not change, and he couldn't help asking:

"Your Highness, do you still have concerns?"

Liang Yuanhe nodded and said:

"Ciyang Palace has gradually attracted the attention of outsiders, and it is no longer as obscure as before. If at this time, Hongu's eyes are better, I'm afraid there will be more enemies. ”

Once again, there was silence. The last opening of Yichen:

"Okay, don't worry about it, when your Highness wants to open it, you will naturally be able to cooperate with the treatment."

"Tao Qingling is coming back soon, right?"

Liang Yuanhe asked. Jiuyu replied:

"Yes, it's been just a few days, and the scriptures have almost been copied."

When Han Ying thought of Tao Qingling, she felt a little chill in her heart, obviously she didn't like to see the situation the most, but she appeared in front of her again and again. She heard Liang Yuanhe say:

"When she comes back, don't talk to her about all the things we discuss internally."

Jiuyu was puzzled for a moment and said:

"Oh."

"Alright, you all go down, you can rest for a while."

"Yes."

When everyone walked to the door, Yi Chen turned his head and said to Han Ying, who was next to him:

"Why are you coming out too?"

Han Ying was stunned for a moment and said:

"Your Highness said that."

Yi Chen glanced behind him and said:

"Go back quickly, or I'll have to summon you."

Han Ying was stunned for a moment, and those people left with a smile on their faces, and Ji Xuanshu finally closed the door.

The room suddenly became so quiet, Han Ying sighed slightly, these people, clearly teasing themselves, really.

"Not yet?"

Han Ying faced the door, complaining in her heart, and the soft voice of the Nine Emperor Princes came from behind her, which made Han Ying's heart beat a few times. She turned her head and saw that the fingers of the Nine Emperor Princes were tapping on the tabletop, and they were green and slender, and they were fascinating. Han Ying walked over and half-knelt down, beating Liang Yuanhe's leg lightly as before.

"Your Highness, are you tired?"

Han Ying asked. Liang Yuanhe put his hand on Han Ying's neck, and then stretched out his index finger and gently scraped Han Ying's cheeks, making Han Ying itch. She dodged for a moment, couldn't help laughing, and said:

"It's itchy."

Liang Yuanhe stopped what he was doing and said:

"What do you really look like?"

Han Ying was stunned, and it was the first time for the Nine Emperors to ask like this.

"Then, Your Highness heals your eyes, and you can see the slave maid!"

Liang Yuanhe pulled Han Ying up and took her to sit on his lap. Han Ying was overwhelmed by this move, a little panicked, and accidentally flashed back, Liang Yuanhe hugged her waist, and Han Ying also hurriedly grabbed Liang Yuanhe's clothes, and accidentally tore it open a little.

Suddenly, Han Ying was even more embarrassed, and hurriedly sorted it out, saying:

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, the slave didn't mean to."

Liang Yuanhe smiled, his face was full of evil, Han Ying was dumbfounded, and heard him say:

"Can't wait?"

"What?"

Han Ying was puzzled, and Liang Yuanhe just smiled and didn't say anything else.

"Your Highness, the slave has a problem."

"You say."

"The slave said how did you meet Liu Xibei, it involved the five princes, aren't you angry?"

Liang Yuanhe blinked and asked:

"What do you say?"

"The slave doesn't know."

Han Ying lowered her head. Liang Yuanhe shook her hand and said:

"That was before, in the future, you won't be like that again, this palace is angry, but it won't hold on to it."

Han Ying's heart let go a lot.

"Do you know how that painting was discovered?"

Liang Yuanhe asked like this, which made Han Ying think of the concubine, and felt a little uncomfortable, because of that, it caused a conflict between her and the Nine Emperor Princes, and she was a little embarrassed.

"It's all the slave's fault, the slave won't rummage things next time."

"Have you ever wondered the truth?"

"What?"

Han Ying was a little puzzled, what is the truth?

Liang Yuanhe pulled her up, came to the small table, and asked:

"If you used paper, where would you take it?"

Han Ying looked at it and said:

"The one on the outside side."

"That painting, the palace is very secret, how did you turn it?"

Han Ying thought that the Nine Emperor Princes were questioning her, and quickly admitted her mistake again:

"Slaves won't flip around, they really won't."

Liang Yuanhe sighed and said:

"You don't understand? The paper you want is on the outside, and Hongu puts the painting on the inside, how can you turn it over? You're not someone who flips things around. ”

Han Ying was stunned and looked at Liang Yuanhe, what do you mean? Don't?

"Your Highness means that there are other people ......"

Liang Yuanhe nodded and said:

"Who it is, I believe you know it."

After saying that, Liang Yuanhe took out the painting, and Han Ying of course thought of Tao Qingling, but she still couldn't believe it.

"She, she won't harm slaves......"

Liang Yuanhe opened the painting, touched it with his hand, and said:

"You're all weak-minded, aren't you? Hongu doesn't know how you talked about it and how it became what you are now, but I can guess it. ”

When Han Ying saw the woman in the painting, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her heart ached slightly.

"In the future, whatever you will do, you must make it clear, you can't be unclear, you know?"

When Han Ying heard this, it was indeed like this, which caused the two of them to have a misunderstanding, and said:

"The slave knows. So, how did His Highness find out? ”

"At the beginning, I was indeed a little surprised, but then I reacted, you can't flip around, and you understand everything."

"Then Your Highness is still so angry......

Han Ying muttered dissatisfiedly, Liang Yuanhe heard it, stopped the movement in his hand, and said with a smile:

"Yo, are you still angry? Because of this painting? ”

Han Ying hurriedly denied it, saying:

"The slave and maid don't dare, the person in the painting is indeed picturesque, delicate and delicate, how can the slave and maid be angry......"

Liang Yuanhe smiled even more heartily:

"Hahaha, it's really not angry, it's jealous!"

Han Ying hurriedly covered her mouth, jealous? How can you let the Nine Emperor Princes know if you are jealous?

"Slaves don't dare to ......"

"That's good, help Bengong put the painting away, don't break it. I don't know who agreed just now, but I have something to make clear. ”

Han Ying looked at the words stuffed into her hand, her heart was mixed, and she finally opened her mouth:

"Your Highness, the slave is indeed jealous. Jealous she is better looking than the slave maid, jealous she was so close to His Royal Highness, jealous...... His Royal Highness is jealous of her......"

After speaking, Han Ying's eyes were a little red, and the words in her heart were spoken, which was indeed a lot more enjoyable, and there was a lot of grievance in her words.

Liang Yuanhe pulled Han Ying over and hugged him in his arms, and Han Ying's tears flowed down silently. Touching the chest of the Nine Emperor Princes in this way made her feel so warm.

"Han Ying, she appeared when Bengong's love germinated, she was relatively young at that time, and she didn't know much about the love between men and women, and later learned her bad news, Bengong was really sad, after all, they had been with each other for so long, and Bengong was also thinking about writing her name. However, no one can do anything about it. ”

Han Ying listened quietly, Liang Yuanhe gently stroked her hair, and continued:

"After going through so many things, the heart of this palace has grown a lot, and I know what it is like to truly love someone."

"Then, isn't Your Highness still thinking about her?"

Han Ying has a lot of complaints.

"If this palace was in love with her, then at that time, no matter what, she would not have died. Something happened to the concubine, and the palace didn't care about anything. However, now that you have appeared, you have more love in the life of this palace, and you appear at the right time, so that the heart of this palace can not tolerate other women. ”

Liang Yuanhe helped Han Ying up, touched the painting, lit a fire fold, and wanted to burn it. Han Ying hurriedly stopped:

"Your Highness, don't ......"

"It's been so long, what's more, I didn't love her at that time, this painting, this palace has treasured it for so long, and it's enough. If you stay any longer, won't you be sorry for what Bengong said just now? ”

Han Ying watched the painting slowly turn to ashes, looked at the Nine Emperor Princes, and was moved by what he had done for himself. Suddenly, Han Ying decided not to leave the palace for a moment. But it's just for a moment, he doesn't belong to himself.

Inside the Mingyang Palace.

"Zhan'er, what are you doing here? This palace has said that it has nothing to do with you, so why do you have to ask for sin? ”

Jiao Zhan'er knelt down and said to Liang Yuanzhi:

"Your Highness, if you don't punish the ministers, the ministers will not be able to get over it. If it weren't for the minister's private affairs, how could you be implicated in such a big thing. ”

Liang Yuanzhi helped Jiao Zhan'er up and said:

"You think too much, without you, the five princes will also find a way to harm the palace, don't take it to heart."

"Your Highness, I'm sorry for you......"

Jiao Zhan'er's heart was full of self-blame, Liang Yuanzhi patted him on the shoulder and said:

"It's all over, and in the future, we'll be a little easier. However, if there is any movement in Ciyang Palace, we still have to pay attention. ”

Jiao Zhan'er nodded.

Zhaoyang Palace.

"Smack!"

Another wine glass was thrown to the ground by Liang Yuanzhao. There were trembling palace people kneeling around. When Emperor Gao came in, she happened to see Liang Yuanzhao sitting at the table drunk, drinking constantly.

"Zhao'er! What are you doing here? ”

The tears of the Emperor Gao's distressed eyes flowed, and the scenery that was once like that has disappeared has disappeared. Liang Yuanzhao didn't speak, his face was red from drinking, and his eyes were dull. The Imperial Concubine Gao snatched the wine jug from his hand and said:

"Zhao'er, concubine, please don't hurt yourself like this, we still have a future."

"Heh, in the future? I don't have anything now, what will I talk about in the future? ”

Emperor Gao was speechless, and could only cry silently. In the entire palace, some people are happy, and some people are sad.

Ciyang Palace is still relatively quiet and peaceful.

At night, when Han Ying was not sleeping inside.

"Easy dust."

Liang Yuanhe screamed, Yi Chen came in, and asked:

"Your Highness, what's wrong?"

"Huzhi there, you go and deal with it."

"Huh? How to deal with it? What happened to him? Dishonest? ”

Liang Yuanhe said:

"That day, after all, he scared Han Ying."

Yi Chen paused, instantly understood, and said:

"Understood!"