At night, the husband sent a piece of tribute to the dust of the incense to her, burning it with a strange fragrance, which made people feel intoxicated; Yiguang knew that Zheng Dan liked spices, so he sent it to Mingfeng Palace, but as soon as he entered it, he saw Zheng Dan lying on the table crying, and when he saw Yiguang coming in, he quickly wiped away his tears.

"What's wrong?" Facing Yiguang's inquiry, Zheng Dan said with a strong face: "It's okay, I just accidentally blew the wind just now, and my eyes are a little uncomfortable, and I will be fine after a while." ”

Where is Yiguang willing to believe it, and after asking again and again, Zheng Dan was upset by the question, broke away from her hand and got up and said, "Anyway, you can't help me, don't ask." ”

"So there's something going on." Seeing that Zheng Dan was silent, Yiguang said again: "Since I was a child, my sister will tell me anything, why not this time?" What happened, you tell me, one person is short, two people are long, and they can always think of a way. ”

Zheng Dan said abruptly: "What can be done, he has to ......" Halfway through the words, she realized that something was wrong, and quickly swallowed the rest of the words, but she was still smelled by Yiguang, she thought for a moment, and said tentatively: "It has something to do with Mr. Wen?" ”

"How do you know?" Zheng Dan blurted out, and when he realized that something was wrong, it was too late, so he could only look at Yiguang in a panic.

"Sure enough, it has something to do with him." Yiguang's face sank slightly, "What did he say to you?" ”

"I ...... I can't say enough. Zheng Dan shook his head, his expression full of horror and fear.

Yiguang stared at her for a moment, and suddenly said, "Okay, I won't ask you." Just when Zheng Dan breathed a sigh of relief, she said again: "I'll ask Mr. Wen." ”

Hearing this, Zheng Danhua's face was pale, and he hurriedly grabbed Yiguang, who was about to leave, "Don't, if Mr. Wen knows that I told you about this, he ...... He won't let me go. ”

The more Yiguang listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he had to ask more clearly, "What did he tell you?" ”

"I ......" Zheng Dan twisted her fingers nervously, and for a while, she held Yiguang's hand tightly, "Then you promise me, don't tell others, let alone let Mr. Wen know." ”

She clenched it hard, as if it was going to be embedded in the bone, and Yiguang couldn't help but say bitterly, "Okay, I promise you." ”

Her promise made Zheng Dan relax a little, and slowly said the intention of Wen Chong to see her today, it turned out that Wen Chong knew that Gongzi Shan admired Zheng Dan, so he asked Zheng Dan to try to seduce Gongzi Mountain, and provoke him and her husband to go wrong, so that their brothers were at odds with each other.

And he will assist from the side, help Gongzi Shanqi overthrow Fucha, replace him as King Wu, and then lobby Gongzi Mountain to release King Yue; In this way, he will become a hero of the two countries, left and right.

He knew that Yiguang would not agree, so before leaving, he threatened Zheng Dan not to tell Yiguang about it, otherwise he would take her life.

Zheng Dan was timid and cowardly, so he didn't dare to disobey, so he could only hide and cry quietly, but he didn't expect to be bumped into by Yiguang and forced to tell the truth.

Yiguang said with an ugly face: "This plan is too risky, how can it be so easy to kill the king and seize the throne; If there is a slight mistake, not only will the current plan be ruined, but it will also lead to death. ”

Zheng Dan sobbed: "I also know, but he didn't force me to do this, I ...... I really don't know what to do. ”

"Sister, don't worry, I'll go talk to him." Hearing this, Zheng Dan was shocked and hurriedly grabbed Yiguang, "You promised me that you wouldn't tell me about it, you can't break your word!" No! ”

"Sister, don't worry." Yiguang pulled her to sit down, "I don't have to say it, but what next?" Does my sister really want to seduce Gongzishan according to his words and provoke him and King Wu? ”

"I don't know, I don't know anything, don't ask me." Zheng Dan buried his face in his hands, unwilling to face the cruel reality.

"Sister!" Yiguang forcibly pulled her hand down and forced her to look at herself, "There are only two paths in front of you now; Or let me try; Or seduce Gongzi Mountain according to his words, which one do you choose? ”

Zheng Dan looked at Yiguang in a daze, but in her mind was the innocent and infatuated gaze of Gongzishan, in fact, long before today, she found that she fell in love with this little uncle, and looked forward to seeing each other every day, even if it was from a distance.

Although she is not as smart and intelligent as Yiguang, she also knows how dangerous it is to seize the throne, and if she is not careful, she will never recover, how can she bear to push the person she truly loves into the abyss.

What to do? What was she going to do?

Zheng Dan was in a state of confusion and didn't know where to start.

I don't know how long it took, she looked at Yiguang and said, "Do you really have a way to convince Mr. Wen?" ”

"Try, there is still some hope; I didn't try, but I didn't get half a point. As he spoke, Yiguang held Zheng Dan's cold and damp hands and said solemnly: "Sister, don't worry, whether he agrees or not, I will never let him touch my sister for half a minute." ”

Zheng Dan really couldn't think of a better way, so he had to nod his head and agree, and repeatedly told Yiguang not to annoy Wen Chong, lest the latter become angry and difficult to end.

Back in the Taiji Palace, the husband was drinking, but the wine sent by the imperial dining room didn't seem to be very appetizing, so he only tasted it and put it down, not touching it.

Yiguang thought for a moment and said, "The king wants to taste the wine made by the slave?" ”

The husband was surprised and said, "You also make wine?" ”

"When I was in Yue Guo before, I learned simple brewing techniques from my father." Speaking of his father who died in the war, Yiguang felt a pain in his chest, and this pain of losing a loved one will not disappear no matter how many years have passed.

It's the first time I've heard Yiguang talk about her family, "He's a winemaker? ”

"Nope." Yiguang shook his head, "The slave's father is a doctor. ”

The word "doctor" made the husband's heart move, and his gaze at Yiguang gradually became deeper, could it really be her?

"What's wrong with you, King?" Yiguang's voice made the husband almost wake up, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, go and bring the wine to this king to taste." ”

Yiguang left as she said, looking at her distant figure, the husband shook his head self-deprecatingly, the Yue girl who saved him had the posture of a sinking fish, how could it be this mediocre-looking, even a little ugly girl in front of him, it was really confused.

After a while, Yiguang came in with a small jar of wine, the body of which was still stained with a little dirt, apparently just taken out of the ground.

As the yellow mud that sealed the mouth of the altar was shattered, a crisp aroma of wine filled the air, which lifted the husband's spirits, he took a deep breath and said, "What kind of wine is this?" Although he had tasted all the elixir, he couldn't tell what kind of wine it was.

Yiguang poured the translucent liquor into the cup and said, "This wine is brewed in the spring when the pear blossoms are in full bloom, and the king said what kind of wine is this?" ”

"Pear blossom wine." Fucha blurted out, and finally remembered where the crisp aroma he was unfamiliar with came from - pear blossoms.

"The king is wise." Yiguang picked up the wine glass and handed it to the husband, "Please taste it." ”

The husband took it and took a sip, mellow but not strong, fragrant but not strong, and with a hint of sweetness, it was surprisingly delicious, far better than the imperial wine in the palace.

"It's delicious." The husband drank the rest of the pear blossom wine in one gulp.

Yiguang poured it for him again, and smiled: "Since the king likes it, let's drink a few more glasses." ”

The husband shook the seven-point full wine glass, and was not in a hurry to drink, but looked at Yiguang with a smile, the latter stroked his cheek, and said suspiciously: "Why does the king look at the slave and maid like this, but the slave and maid's face is dirty?" ”

Fucha smiled slightly, "It was brewed in the spring, and it has been buried in the ground for three months, and you have never mentioned it to this king, why did you suddenly remember to serve this king tonight?" ”

Yiguang said with a smile: "This wine slave was originally brewed for the king, but the day before came, so I didn't tell the king, I wanted to give you a surprise." ”

"Still lying." The husband pinched Yiguang's cheek hard, and said angrily: "Do you really think that this king can't see it?" ”

For some reason, he especially likes to pinch Yiguang's face, soft and tender, just like pinching tofu, and it is strange to say, this yellow and flecked face is surprisingly soft and easy to pinch, and every time he finds an opportunity, he will pinch it a few times.

"It hurts." Yiguang stroked his slightly red cheeks and said with an aggrieved face: "What the slave said is from the heart, how can there be any lies." ”

Regardless of whether it is Fucha or Yiguang, they have not noticed that they are becoming more and more intimate with each other.

Fucha raised his eyebrows and said: "As the so-called nothing to be courteous, there must be a reason." Say, what do you ask of this king? ”

Seeing through his thoughts, Yiguang's face turned slightly red, and he sneered: "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from the king." ”

"Say it quickly." At the urging of his husband, Yiguang bit his lip and said softly: "The slave wants to go out of the palace." ”

As soon as he heard this, Fucha's brows suddenly furrowed, "Out of the palace again?" What to do? ”

It's been more than half a year since the last time Yiguang was attacked out of the palace and almost died, but every time he thinks about it, he still has palpitations.

"The slave maid went to see Zheng Meiren just now, and when she talked about her hometown, she missed it very much, especially the nine-colored brocade, since she came to Wu Kingdom, she has only tasted it once in Mr. Wen's mansion."

"So you want to go to Wenfu to eat this dish?" Facing the inquiry, Yiguang shook his head and said: "Instead of relying on people, it is better to rely on yourself to be happy." ”

The husband ordered someone to remove the dishes that were already cold, "So, you went to learn?" ”

"Yes." Yiguang responded, and said flatteringly: "After learning it, make it for the king to eat." ”

The husband said with a smile: "Speaking of which, it seems that this king has no reason to refuse?" ”

Yiguang was overjoyed and said, "The king agreed?" ”

"Take a few more people with you." The husband didn't know why he agreed, obviously he didn't want Yiguang to leave the palace, maybe ...... I don't want to see her sad.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Looking at Yiguang's happy appearance, Fucha's heart palpitated inexplicably, and he suddenly held Yiguang's hand tightly, and the latter looked at Fucha in surprise, "King? ”

"If one day, someone says that they can take you back to the Yue Kingdom, will you leave this king without hesitation?" The husband didn't know why he wanted to ask such a thing, but he just wanted to ask, and there was no reason.

"I ......" Yiguang was flustered by his staring, and there were so many things in that gaze that she didn't dare to look at it directly, and she even forgot the self-title of "slave".

Yiguang was sure of his heart, and said with a forced smile: "Why did the king suddenly ask about this?" ”

The husband ignored her question, "Answer this king!" ”

Yiguang bit his teeth lightly, not knowing how to answer, and at this moment, a sudden thunderclap sounded, which made Yiguang's face pale and covered his ears tightly.

She has a strong temperament since she was a child, but she is afraid of thunder, every time she meets her father on duty in the palace, and she is the only one left in the family, Zheng Dan will come to accompany her, although she is always scolded by Zheng's mother, but the next time there is thunder, Zheng Dan will still appear in front of Yiguang as scheduled, rain or shine.

After entering the palace, she was not as free as before, but fortunately, there were not many thunderstorms on Wu Guo's side, and she only encountered a few night thunderstorms, and she would shrink in the quilt and wait for the thunder and lightning to pass in fear.

Although the weather was not quite right tonight, and the stars and moon were dark, I didn't expect a sudden thunderstorm, and the whole person panicked for a while.

Just as Yiguang was trembling, a pair of warm arms hugged her tightly, and the deep voice of the husband came from his ears, "Don't be afraid, there is this king." ”

It's just six simple words, but it gives Yiguang an inexplicable sense of security, although the thunder outside the window is still roaring, she gradually quieted down, and her hand gradually let go......

I don't know how long it took, the thunder gradually quieted down, replaced by the sound of the rain, Yiguang breathed a sigh of relief, and when he realized that he was still in the arms of his husband, his face suddenly turned red, and he quickly broke away, and his voice was as light as a mosquito, "The slave and maid lost their manners, so that the king smiled." ”

Suddenly, the empty chest made the husband a little lost, he looked at Yiguang with a complicated expression, even he didn't know why he hugged this palace maid just now, he seemed to care more and more about this vulgar-looking palace maid, but he obviously ...... I like only beautiful women.

When he was still a prince in the past, there was a mediocre-looking palace maid who came to wait for him to live, and he thought that the face was not pleasing enough to the eye, so he randomly found an excuse to send her away and replaced her with a palace maid with a delicate appearance.

Speaking of which, Yiguang is a little uglier than the palace maid back then, why can't he get tired of it? Could it be that he has fallen into evil? It seems that you have to exorcise evil spirits, yes, let Bo Ya find a master to exorcise evil spirits tomorrow.

The more the husband thought about it, the more upset he became, and even forgot the question before the thunder, and said casually: "There's nothing for you here, go down, and go out of the palace tomorrow by yourself." ”

"Yes." Yiguang retreated as he said, took the oil-paper umbrella from the palace and returned to his house, and after lighting the oil lamp, Yiguang looked at the little wick and left the palace.

The husband forgot, but she didn't forget, if one day, she can return to Yue Guo and return to the place where she originally lived, will she leave?

In the past, she would have nodded without hesitation, but now...... She didn't know, she always felt that something uncontrollable was slowly changing.

This night, Yiguang was sleepless all night, and finally stayed up until dawn, she immediately went to get the waist card out of the palace, all the way to Wenfu.

When she arrived, Wen Chong had just gotten up, and he was very surprised to learn that Yiguang was coming, after all, he had just seen Yiguang yesterday, why did he come here on purpose, did he think of a way to deal with Yayu?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly washed up and came to the front hall, saw him come in, and Yiguang, who was waiting inside, bent his knees and bent his knees, "Mr. Wen, ten thousand blessings." ”