Cheng Xiaoxiao happily spun around on the ground, and naturally missed Chu Yun's relieved look.

Chu Yunshen is thinking more about Cheng Xiaoxiao now, so he is becoming more and more uncomfortable when facing Cheng Xiaoxiao's state of lion cat.

In fact, it can be seen from Chu Yunshen's always disobedient ear pinna, which turns pink at every turn, so that Chu Yunshen himself is unconscious.

That is, Cheng Xiaoxiao, a fool, would have discovered it a long time ago if someone else had replaced her.

On the ground, she was still immersed in the joy of Zhu Rong's return to the house, and when she was tired of jumping on the ground, she looked at Chu Yunshen pitifully, expecting Chu Yunshen to pick her up again.

"Do you want me to call Zhu Rong in now?"

After Chu Yunshen adjusted his breath, he finally reached out and hugged her back into his arms again.

Yes, yes!

Cheng Xiaoxiao nodded obediently at first, and then shook her head frantically.

She suddenly thought that she hadn't had time to tell Zhu Rong her true identity in the past few days, and Zhu Rong didn't know that she was a lion cat at this time.

That's goodbye, at least let me recover my body and meet again, so I can explain it myself, right?

Seeing the lion cat's preoccupied look, Chu Yunshen didn't ask again, just silently hugged the lion cat, while helping her comb her smooth hair.

It's not okay to meet, but you can tell me how Rong Rong came back.

Cheng Xiaoxiao had a whim, and hurriedly gestured to Chu Yunshen again, and finally went directly to the desk to start 'creating'.

Through Chu Yunshen's description, she knew that after they left that day, a lot of things happened in the palace later.

On the night when Cheng Xiaoxiao was in a coma, Zhu Rong woke up in his own garden.

Pretending to wake up, to be exact.

Chu Jingxuan's kick didn't stun Zhu Rong at all, she just thought that more things were better than less.

She pretended to wake up not for anything else, but to fake her death as Chu Yunshen had planned.

That's right, Mu Bai's medical skills are superb, how could he not prepare these medicines for Zhu Rong to get out.

Zhu Rong finished writing the last letter on the table and took the pills prepared in advance.

When her body was sent out of the palace for burial by Songtao, who had been disguised and dressed, the two secretly returned to King Jing's Mansion overnight.

Originally, everything was going well, but Chu Hongzhen added a little more when he gave the order.

That is, the little eunuch who was going to be buried saw Zhu Rong being buried with his own eyes, and then allowed them to come back to restore their lives.

Zhu Rong had to be re-dug up by Songtao later, otherwise they would probably be able to return home earlier.

Because of this incident, there was a ghost story circulating in that area for a long time, saying that the female ghost crawled out of the coffin and came back to life, and eloped with the man who came to save her.

It sounds quite scary and romantic, but that's all for another time.

The current palace doesn't know these things, and the little eunuch who goes back to his life won't know these things.

Outside the imperial study, the little eunuch walked over in small steps. Yuan Qing originally planned to send him down at the door, but he didn't expect Chu Hongzhen to hear the movement.

"Yuan Qing, let him in."

Yuan Qing had no choice but to lead the little eunuch in, and after kneeling down in front of Chu Hongzhen, he said guiltily:

"Long live the lord, did you make a noise? The minion said to let him be quiet, who knows that it will still disturb you, and the minion will punish him when he goes back. ”

Yuan Qing glanced at the little eunuch fiercely as he spoke, so frightened that the little eunuch hurriedly shrank his neck and didn't dare to say anything.

"It's okay, I'm not asleep."

Chu Hongzhen frowned, and there was a tiredness between his eyebrows.

"But you've seen people buried?"

He asked as if unintentionally, as he reached out and rubbed his temple.

"Long live the lord, the slave watched Xiao Taozi bury the person with his own eyes, and the slave came back when the soil was buried tightly."

The little eunuch replied respectfully.

If Yuan Qing hadn't been looking at him, it is estimated that he would have been able to describe the whole process in detail.

"But looking for a secluded and clean place?"

Chu Hongzhen let go of his massage hand and looked at the little eunuch kneeling on the ground slightly.

"They all followed the orders of the Long Live Lord, and the slave also erected a wooden monument for Yun Zhaoyi." The little eunuch smiled a little embarrassedly, and he rubbed his hands shyly: "It's just that the slave's handwriting is a little ugly, and I don't know a few words, I'm afraid that the writing is not very good." ”

Carefully looking at Chu Hongzhen's expression, seeing Chu Hongzhen's uncertain expression, Yuan Qing couldn't figure out whether Hongzhen was happy or sad at this time.

"You slave is so presumptuous, do something superfluous! Why don't you hurry up and get punished, don't appear in front of the Long Live Lord. ”

Capturing Chu Hongzhen's brows that he finally stretched and frowned together, Yuan Qing hurriedly took a step ahead of Chu Hongzhen and reprimanded the little eunuch.

Chu Hongzhen waved his hand when the little eunuch was frightened and kowtowed to admit his mistake, and said to Yuan Qing without being salty:

"When did I say it was wrong?"

Yuan Qing was stunned there for a moment, and hurriedly knelt down to admit his mistake to Chu Hongzhen.

Who knew that Chu Hongzhen just made a gesture without care, and did not let Yuan Qing continue to kneel. He bent down slightly and asked the little eunuch who was still kneeling on the ground stupidly:

"What's your name?"

"Slave, slave, slave is called Xiao Dezi."

"Little Dezi, you did a good job. In the future, you will follow Yuan Qing. ”

After Chu Hongzhen finished speaking, he didn't care that Xiao Dezi knelt on the ground and kowtowed in gratitude to Dade, and even ignored Yuan Qing's reaction when he stood aside.

"I don't have to come with me when I go out for a walk."

Chu Hongzhen instructed Yuan Qing and the other palace people who hurriedly followed, and he strode out of the imperial study.

The palace was brightly lit at night, and at the beginning, there were palace people all the way who knelt down and saluted with a frightened face after seeing Chu Hongzhen, as Chu Hongzhen walked farther and farther, the road under his feet became more and more remote, and the surrounding scenery became more and more desolate.

Finally, Chu Hongzhen stopped.

In front of him was a ruined palace, even more desolate than the Zhaici Temple, and at a glance it was clear that few people came here.

The outside of the palace was covered with cobwebs, and the palace gate was also in tatters.

Under the gray moonlight, Chu Hongzhen stared at the gray plaque of the 'Yihe Palace' with an unswerving expression, and finally stepped forward and pushed open the heavy hall door.

"How did this get so broken?"

Chu Hongzhen didn't bring a lantern either, and when he pushed the door open, he was choked by the dust that split his head and covered his face.

"What are these minions in the palace for! That's how I fool me on weekdays. ”

He covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and waved the other hand wildly in front of him.

He carefully explored the ground, taking every step he could.

If Cheng Xiaoxiao was here, she would definitely shout in surprise, because the same scene, the same words, changing the time to daytime, also happened once in this palace.

That was the first time Cheng Xiaoxiao had entered the palace for a palace banquet, and it was also the first time he had seen Chu Yunshen in person.

At that time, she followed Chu Yunshen here first, and then went to the palace banquet to become a human.

That's right, this is the place where Chu Yunshen came last time, the palace of Chu Yunshen's mother.

Groping for the candlestick in the hall, feeling that there were still remnants of candles on the candlestick, Chu Hongzhen finally let go of his frowning brows with relief.

As he blew the fire, there was finally a glimmer of light in the huge palace.

Chu Hongzhen held the candlestick with only a small piece of candle left, and gently pushed open the door of the inner hall that was covered with cobwebs.

The inner sanctum was a little cleaner than the outside, with only an unknown glass vase on the table, and nothing else.

Chu Hongzhen's hand slid over the bronze mirror on the dresser, which was also covered with a faint layer of dust, and his hands were immediately dirty.

But he caressed it greedily like no one, and then went to the empty bed.

Looking at the cold bed, Chu Hongzhen's expression loosened a little.

Concubine Shen went here back then, and Chu Hongzhen still remembered that day when he was late, what he saw was a lifeless woman lying on the bed.

His fists clenched slowly, and the candlestick in his left hand shook slightly from his exertion.

The crystal candle oil dripped on the edge of the bed, and quickly splashed into flowers, like the tears of someone.

Chu Hongzhen took a deep breath and closed his eyes, and came over for a while before opening his eyes.

Moving, looking at the portrait on the opposite wall in a daze, he thought about it and finally stopped hesitating, and walked to the portrait.

The candles on the candlestick were only a large puddle of candle oil, and seeing that the light was about to be extinguished in a short time, Chu Hongzhen simply blew out the candlelight first.

When the candle is extinguished, the characteristic green smoke rises, and the image under the smoke is even more blurred.

Chu Hongzhen didn't seem to mind at all, and looked at the woman in the portrait affectionately with the little moonlight coming in through the window.

The woman in the painting still has that delicate jade face, and the feeling of the whole person fluttering is not reduced at all.

"You're still so beautiful, and you'll always be so beautiful."

Chu Hongzhen wanted to reach out and touch the face of the woman in the painting, but when he saw the dust on his hands, he silently put down the hand he had just raised.

"Concubine Shen, I've come to see you. Ten years have passed, and time flies so fast. He sighed at the portrait.

His eyes were full of nostalgia, and he looked a little like the other day, when he was with Zhu Rong when he was in the 'Beauty Fragrance'.

"Shen'er is now the prince of Jing, and he also has a lion cat, and his temperament is a little better than before."

It's like talking to Concubine Shen, and what he says is trivial things.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he sighed at the portrait:

"I haven't forgotten the promise I made to you over the years, and I won't forget what I've said. As for Shen'er, let him be his idle prince for the rest of his life. ”

As if he felt that this topic was too heavy, he was silent for a while and then changed the topic:

"By the way, a few days ago, a little girl came to the womb with eyes that are very similar to yours, and her temperament is also similar. It's just a pity that she's still different from you. ”

Chu Hongzhen recalled it himself, and suddenly laughed in a low voice, and then laughed louder and louder, and when he raised his head and straightened up, his narrow eyes flashed with a strange crystal.

"She's gone, too, just like you."

His smile was full of indescribable sadness, his eyes were long and deep, and the whole person seemed to be shrouded in a sad emotion, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

"You're all afraid of me, and you're all rushing to go. Concubine Shen, do you know? Today, I have lost a prince, and my eighth child is gone. ”