"Your Majesty, don't panic yet."

Aunt Ning held Xue's hand, and after a long time, she said the first sentence.

"After all, Cheng Gongzi is the prince's person, even if Cheng Gongzi is really suspicious, the first person to tell him must be the prince, and the prince already knows, so the prince must have spoken out to defend His Majesty."

Aunt Ning's words were like a ray of light in the darkness, illuminating the snow world, and Xue nodded ignorantly, and her expression eased a lot.

"Moreover, Cheng Gongzi didn't just touch your shoulders and waist, but didn't touch anywhere else, right? And it happened at night, Cheng Gongzi is cautious and calm, and since January, he has also been loyal to His Majesty, just this time, he should not be so easy to suspect His Majesty or something. ”

Aunt Ning's tone softened, and Xue also breathed a sigh of relief, but when she heard Aunt Ning mention "I didn't touch other places" again, Xue hesitated a little, after all, she was dizzy at that time, and Sima Cheng didn't touch other places of her own, so she became a little unsure.

Aunt Ning saw that Xue's face was still not very good, so she also held Xue in turn and said:

"If Your Majesty is still worried, I will help you find out the tone of Prince Cheng tomorrow, so that you can rest assured."

When Xue heard this, she nodded gratefully, and couldn't help but have tears in her eyes again, and whimpered:

"It's still Aunt Ning who knows snow best, if you're not there, I don't know what to do."

Xue's head rested on Aunt Ning's shoulder, and Aunt Ning gently patted her back and said softly:

"Of course the slave knows you, although the slave is not as good as the mother...... But the slave and maid will definitely protect His Majesty to the death. ”

Xue listened, hurriedly broke free from Aunt Ning's embrace, shook her head in a panic, and took the initiative to hug Aunt Ning again, saying:

"Aunt Ning, I don't want you to protect me desperately, I should protect you." There was uneasiness in Snow's words.

"Good boy." Aunt Ning smiled, but a hint of uneasiness flashed in her eyes.

Xue can have this thought, Ning Ying is very satisfied, she knows that in the bright place, she is just a slave, except to take care of the snow, she can't say anything, just the high walls of the deep palace, if someone is in the dark and wants to be unfavorable to the snow, even if she risks her life, she must protect the snow thoroughly.

Ning Ying touched Xue's head over and over again, she was a little surprised, she didn't expect that it had only been more than a month, and Xue's hair had been raised back to her original appearance, green silk like a waterfall, and with a faint fragrance, so black and soft, people couldn't put it down.

There was a faint moonlight in the room, looking at the quiet sleeping face under the snow moon, Ning Ying inevitably moved her heart of compassion again, thinking that such hair, if she combed a suitable bun, it would definitely be beautiful.

……

The next day, Sima Cheng was awakened by the sun, he couldn't help but squint, raised his hand to cover the slightly dazzling sunlight, and in the next second, he immediately noticed the difference between this moment and the past, and couldn't help frowning.

Sima Cheng sighed lightly, then immediately got up, changed his clothes, and when he pushed open the door, he found that the palace was empty.

Sima Cheng looked up at the sky, the sun had already risen into the sky, and it was obviously past the time of the early dynasty.

Xue only enters the palace with Gonggong Jiang and Gonggong Cao every morning, and does not need to be accompanied by Sima Cheng, but Sima Cheng still does his duty as a guard, and will escort Xue to the Wishing Hall every day, and then return to the East Palace with her after she goes down to the court.

However, today, Sima Cheng woke up a little late, but no one came to wake him up, Sima Cheng's expression was solemn, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Sima Cheng had just walked to the gate of the East Palace, and at this time, he happened to see Gonggong Jiang coming in, and he felt even more strange, at this time, shouldn't Gonggong Jiang accompany Xue on the main hall?

So, Sima Cheng walked over to Gonggong Jiang and asked:

"Grandpa Jiang, why aren't you in the Taiji Palace?"

"Oh, it's Cheng Gongzi, you're awake." Gonggong Jiang saluted respectfully to Sima Cheng, "This, Your Majesty did not go to court today, don't you know?" ”

Sima Cheng's face was slightly stunned, and his tone obviously became a little faster.

"Your Majesty didn't go to the court?

"Young Master Cheng doesn't need to worry, didn't His Majesty call himself sick and cancel the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace banquet before, and when he got up this morning, somehow, His Majesty really contracted the wind cold, and he has already let the Imperial Doctor come to see him, there is no big problem, and he should still be asleep now."

When Sima Cheng heard this, he remembered that Xue had been alone in the Imperial Garden for so long last night, and her body was already relatively weak, so he nodded, and he knew it.

Thinking of this, Sima Cheng couldn't help but think of the snow last night again, his face was like a sweet peach, his whispers were more delicate than flowers, coupled with his soft and thin waist, he hurriedly shook his head, trying to drive away those strange thoughts.

"Cheng Gongzi, your face is not very good, are you okay?" Seeing this, Gonggong Jiang hurriedly asked with concern.

Sima Cheng came back to his senses, his face was a little unnatural, and he quickly shook his head and immediately denied it.

At this time, Gonggong Jiang seemed to remember something, and then said:

"This morning, Ning Yatou said that she didn't need to wake you up, saying that you came back last night and needed a good rest, so Cheng Gongzi can sleep peacefully?"

"It's good." Sima Cheng nodded.

Although he had been riding fast all the way yesterday, when Sima Cheng said goodbye to Aunt Ning and went back to the room to lie on the bed, he became very energetic, he looked at the roof beam blankly, put his hand in front of his eyes, and after a while, he changed to a holding posture.

For the scene of saving Xue at night, Sima Cheng had an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if he had been touched by something, and at the same time, he felt a little wonderful, especially when he recalled that Xue had torn his clothes in the palace in order to deceive Sima Lie, revealing a thin waist.

And tonight, Sima Cheng hugged this thin waist that was as white as clotted fat, he couldn't help but put his arms together, recalling the feeling at that time, he couldn't believe it, how could there be such a narrow waist, and it was so soft.

Suddenly, Sima Cheng put down his hand a little deflated, and pounded the wooden bed a few times through gritted teeth, he was angry that he was thinking crankily in the middle of the night.

Later, he finally let go of his distracting thoughts, he looked back on his today, out of the palace in the morning, in the palace at noon, in Kaifeng Town at night, and now back in the palace, before leaving, looking back, the prince's advice, the lights of Qifeng Town, the moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the faint fragrance of the snow hair.

These scenes passed through his eyes as if they were a horse's eye, and finally froze on Xue's face.

What Aunt Ning deliberately took him away just now, Sima Cheng had no intention of caring about it, there was only one person in his mind, smiling her, crying her, angry her, and serious her.

Sima Cheng felt that his cheeks were slightly overheated, he hadn't drunk the golden cinnamon wine, was he also drunk?