When Yao Jin came to the Changping Palace, the scorching fireball in the sky had gradually sunk westward, and the white, gray, and orange-red clouds were surging in the sky one after another, and they were eagerly waiting for the fireball to fall into their arms, and the birds that occasionally skimmed the sky, rattling with a long tail sound, as if to remind the drowsy sun, waiting for it in the sky, not a warm embrace, but the boundless darkness of the long night.

Yang Ying's Changping Hall is decent, all the furnishings are very in line with the identity of a queen, two maids lead the way, Yao Jin walked from the main hall to the back of the dormitory, along the way except for the flower beds on the purple and red can see some pink flowers, the others can hardly see any pink.

Pink, that used to be Yang Sakura's favorite color, but it was not the color that a queen should use.

The maid introduced Yao Jin into the dormitory, Yao Jin thought that Yang Ying was ill and must still be on the bed at the moment, but she didn't expect her to come from behind the screen, wearing a light pink homely shirt embroidered with butterflies, and a white coat on the outside.

"The queen is sick, why is she up?" Yao Jin said, hurriedly reaching over to hold Yang Ying, and immediately a chill spread to her hand, she was stunned, and asked: "My hands are so cold, and my face is not good, but I have a fever?"

"It's okay, it's just a little cold, and it's okay to keep it for a few days. I have always been in good health, and I was very energetic when I was in confinement...... People who haven't been sick for a long time get sick, so they always look heavier. Yang Ying's smile was a little tired, but there was no perfunctory color, she was carefully supported by Yao Jin, and the two slowly walked to the soft collapse of the inner room and sat down, and then said to the palace people next to her: "This palace wants to talk to His Royal Highness about some hometown matters, you all go down, if there is no summons, you don't have to come in to serve." ”

"Yes. ”

Seeing that the maids had all retreated, Yao Jin clenched Yang Ying's hand again, but for some reason she didn't look up at her, her eyes fell on a bronze doe ornament next to her, and she said softly: "Why?"

Yang Ying didn't speak immediately, she looked at Yao Jin's slender fingers, which conveyed a certain temperature and strength to her so firmly and warmly, pursed her lips, and finally said: "Because I am Yang Ying, I am the little palace maid who used to be unknown in the palace of the Li Dynasty, and I am the Yang Ying who would not be there without His Highness, so when I saw this letter, I knew that I must show it to His Highness, not to paraphrase it, nor to be led by someone, I must let you see this letter with your own eyes." ”

"But if you secretly take out the letter from Murong Jing and give it to me, he will definitely know. ”

"The king...... He knew it last night. Yang Ying seemed a little sad after saying this, and paused for a moment, but still laughed quickly: "It's okay, he won't do anything to me, even if he is angry, it will be fine for a while." Besides, I have already read this letter, and I know that it is okay to show it to His Highness, it is not harmful to the king and the country of Fujian!"

"It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this! I came to Fujian this time, the moment I saw you, I thought you were already a real queen of Fujian, you became Murong Jing's wife, gave birth to a son-in-law for him, and became the ** of this Fujian country, you have always done very well, and you are like a queen - look at yourself, you are no longer the little palace maid next to me back then! How can you think so simply, just to let me know all this! How can you not take care of your husband, Your king, how can you do this without his permission? He will blame you for doing this! Do you understand Yang Ying? He is the king of the Min Kingdom, and you have been in the palace of the Li Dynasty for so many years, don't you know that for a king-"

"But how can I let Your Highness carry this matter and not be able to explain it to us! Obviously, we know the reason!" Yang Ying suddenly stood up excitedly, her breathing was a little short, and her voice trembled slightly: "I want Your Highness to understand, I, the king, we know! We know that Your Highness definitely didn't let the king go to the chasing mountain clan for the sake of those islands, His Highness has always been sincere to me and to the Fujian country, and it is really for us! Even if there are interests in the middle, but there is affection in the middle!"

Yao Jin's heart is like a long-standing scab on a wound, he wants to open it every day but he doesn't dare, just because he doesn't know if it's healed, but suddenly he accidentally tore off the scab all at once, and suddenly it was painful and itchy, and there was an indescribable happiness and comfort, and he was afraid to look at it, lest the new skin was too fragile to bear- The taste in her heart was indescribable, she had to be calm and take a sip of the herbal tea next to her, it was a faint herbal tea made of monk fruit, slightly sweet and sweet, her throat moved slightly and was just about to swallow, but she didn't know why she choked suddenly, and for a while the tea and tears spilled out, Yao Jin couldn't help but cover her mouth and cough violently, while coughing, she muttered without knowing whether to laugh or cry: "You are stupid, you are stupid! What does it matter! I don't know what it matters! Who cares, who cares about this!" Even I don't care, I really don't care-"

"Your Highness, Yang Ying cares! I believe that His Majesty Emperor Wei, who is far away in the north, must also care!" Yang Ying held Yao Jin's hand seriously, her eyes were shining with stars, and she said infinitely gently: "Your Highness, my Highness, I have left you, and so is Sister Long, and then Wei Gongzi is also not by your side, so you have to be alone in Xiaonanguo, being the lord of that seemingly beautiful country...... But as you just said, Yang Ying has seen too much of the warmth and coldness of the people in the palace, even if Your Highness is the lord of a country, how much can you be at ease and happy? How many confidants know the ups and downs in your heart? Are there still few people who sit on tall buildings but can't help themselves and force their faces to laugh? Yang Ying and the king can still know each other and promise to confide in each other and comfort each other, but who can you talk to, Your Highness? If even Yang Ying had a dislike with His Highness because of this matter, this friendship was damaged, and His Highness couldn't explain it to me for the sake of overall stability, and I knew the content of this letter but didn't come to tell His Highness...... Your Highness, Yang Ying is reluctant, not reluctant! For Emperor Wei's sincerity to Your Highness, Yang Ying is even more reluctant and doesn't want you to miss it again!"

Her words were like beads, falling into Yao Jin's ears, and even more on her heart, the tears on her face were still there, and the flickering tears were full of incomprehension and disbelief, she lowered her head, raised her head again, and then kept shaking her head and said: "What nonsense are you talking about, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"From the night on the gilded platform, to Yunshan, to His Royal Highness saying that he would marry me to Emperor Wei, to many things later, maybe the Yang Sakura people in the mountains were still not clear in the past, but since I knew my true intentions, looking back on the past, and then knowing a lot of past events from the king's mouth, in fact, I have seen it very clearly. Although Emperor Wei's arrogant temperament refused to speak, his heart for His Highness was profound and true, and he never asked for anything in return! For Your Highness, his affection has not only galloped for thousands of miles on this boundless territory? But you probably never knew it? The king doesn't allow me to tell you, I also thought that since His Royal Highness married the two county lords who had returned from the Wei Kingdom, His Royal Highness still didn't leave the avenue of flowers paved in the snow, I thought that Emperor Wei's heart for His Royal Highness had faded, but look at what was written on this letter, Your Highness, compared to the young feelings that you and Wei Yan couldn't keep together, isn't Emperor Wei's sincerity to you worthy of your careful and careful reading? Isn't it worth thinking about it, isn't it worth your response?"