After Ying'er took it from her hand, she walked to her phoenix couch and put it down, stretched out her hand to help her up who was lying on the couch and was weak, and after sitting on the couch, Ying'er opened the lunch box: "Niang Niang must be hungry at this time, the slave will feed you." ”

After feeding her half a bowl of porridge and two small dishes, Rong Zhiwei suddenly burst into tears.

"!"

Ying'er put down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand, a little panicked, and quickly reached out and pulled the handkerchief to wipe away her tears: "What's wrong?" Is it the discerning appetite or what's wrong? ”

Rong Zhiwei waved her hand and signaled that she was fine: "Don't eat it." ”

But the tears kept flowing.

Shadow quickly put all the dishes, chopsticks and dishes into the lunch box, put them at her feet, and then sat on the side of her bed, reached out and slowly wiped away the tears on her face with a handkerchief, and comforted her: "Niangniang, if there is anything, tell the slave..."

"I... Hongu... Isn't it useless. ”

She finally accepted the title.

Looking at her red eyes and big tears, she has been growing up with her, and the shadow of Rong Zhiwei's personal palace maid also has a sour nose and sheds tears.

"Niangniang - you are like this, the slave is so distressed..."

Ying'er knows that her princess has been soft on the outside and strong on the inside since she was a child, and she is strong when she is strong, she has a delicate heart and rarely sheds tears. Only His Majesty can make her have no way to make her so miserable.

Rong Zhiwei reached out to hug Ying'er, lying on her shoulder and choking and crying.

After a while, she was tired of crying and stopped her tears, and the shadow asked her to lie on the phoenix couch to rest, wiped her eyes and carried the lunch box before going out.

"Mother, you sleep for a while, and the slave guards the door for you."

Lacking much energy, she fell asleep again.

She didn't eat the lunch either, and when it was close to evening, Shadow woke her up, and after feeding her for dinner, Rong Zhiwei fell asleep again.

When Yun Zhiyi came, she had just slept for half an hour.

"Where's Why?" He asked Shadow.

"Your Majesty, Niangniang was too tired last night, so she fell asleep after dinner."

He thought for a moment and bowed his head: "Well, I'll go see her." ”

With that, he stepped into the dormitory.

There was only one light in the dormitory, and it was a little dark.

Yun Zhi also walked lightly to her bed and sat down.

Looking at her sleeping, there was a smile in her doting eyes, and she reached out and removed the strand of hair on her face behind her ears.

He reached out and pulled something out of his sleeve, put it next to her pillow, and said softly, "Good night." ”

before leaving.

In the quiet dormitory, only the sound of her steady breathing remained.

Sitting next to the pillow was the blood jade bracelet that she had broken.

He called the craftsman to use gold as a thread, and then took back the bracelet that had been broken into three petals.

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Rong Zhiwei stood at the gate of the Nine Phoenix Palace, frowning.

The guard who had been guarding the gate of the palace said respectfully: "Niangniang, a few days ago, there was chaos in the palace, Your Majesty was afraid that there would be remnants of the chaotic party and hurt you, so I specially ordered us to guard at the gate of the Jiuhuang Palace, and no one was allowed to enter or leave without His Majesty's order." ”

Wearing a purple dress, she sneered and turned around to go back to the palace.

What is the turmoil in the palace for fear that the remnants of the chaotic party will hurt her, doesn't this mean that she is clearly grounded, imprisoned in this Jiuhuang Palace, and then hangs her life with hatred, so that she can't commit suicide.

Rong Zhiwei, who was sitting in her palace, was bored, turned into her study, and casually opened a drawer, which was full of letters.

Open a random one, it is all the letters he passed on to her in the past.

I remember that at the beginning, in the biography of Hongyan, it was an endless affection.

opened another drawer, and it was the fan, jade hairpin, and jade jue that he gave her.

The fond memories poured out, making her eyes wet again.

He walked out of the study, returned to his bedroom, sat in front of the vanity mirror for a long time, and walked aside to open the wardrobe.

When she wore that goose-yellow dress, her father praised her for her good looks; When wearing that aqua red skirt, my father also praised her good looks...

was a little panicked in her heart, Rong Zhiwei called out to Ying'er to accompany her to sit on the steps of the Nine Phoenix Palace for most of the day.

When she thought that she was going to live in such a boring panic, news came that a major minister of the dynasty had asked for a holy decree to come to the palace to visit her.

When Rong Zhiwei was thinking about who it was, she saw Yu Mohou walking in at the gate of the Nine Huang Palace dressed in court clothes.

"Uncle?!"

"Wechen see the queen mother."

Yu Mohou saluted her.

"Uncle doesn't have to be so polite." Rong Zhiwei held him and didn't let Yu Mo wait for the full salute.

After all, in addition to his father, it is this uncle who loves himself the most.

"Niangniang, Master Hou, let's go into the hall and say." The shadow spoke from the sidelines.

"Okay."

After the two sat down in the main hall, Shadow prepared tea for the two.

Before Rong Zhiwei could speak, Yu Mohou sighed softly and looked at his little princess with distress.

In the tone of the two of them sitting together and chatting, he said, "Girl, you have worked hard these days. ”

"Uncle."

"If there is anything uncomfortable, tell your uncle, who is here to accompany you when he enters the palace today."

"The emperor's corpse uncle has already helped you bury it, so don't worry about these things..."

was originally full of what she wanted to say, but when the words came to her mouth, she had no idea of complaining, Rong Zhiwei could only shake her head and choke back. pretended to be nothing, and changed the topic to pull home.

Yu Mohou chatted with her for a long time, and stayed in the Nine Huang Palace for lunch before leaving.

What her uncle told her before leaving, Rong Zhiwei engraved it in her heart.

"Do you hate him?"

"Hate."

"Girl, do you want to kill him?"

She was silent for a long time, and then whispered, "I can't do it." ”

Uncle sighed again, and turned his gaze to the courtyard in the Nine Phoenix Palace: "Uncle also knows that you have deep feelings, and I am afraid that everyone in the palace knows about it in those three years..."

"The matter of the previous generation, let's stop here, don't torture each other."

"Uncle, help you restore the throne."

That night, after Rong Zhiwei bathed, she only wore her underwear and sat on her phoenix couch, thinking about her uncle's words.

Why did they persuade her to let go of their hatred one by one, and it would end here?

Suddenly, no one announced, and Yun Zhiyi stepped into her bedroom.

“！”

She glanced up at him, then lowered her head to smooth her hair.

I didn't even think to say hello to him.

Yun Zhiyi walked up to her and sat down: "I heard, Yu Mohou has been here in the morning?" ”

Rong Zhiwei sneered in her heart, didn't my uncle go to you to approve the holy decree before entering my Jiuhuang Palace, do you still need to hear about it?

This Nine Phoenix Palace is strictly guarded by guards, who else can sneak in?

She was speechless, unwilling to open her mouth to ignore him.

The two were silent for a long time, Yun Zhi didn't laugh angrily, raised his hand and pinched her chin, forcing her to look at herself.

"Have you forgotten what the queen looked like that night?"

Rong Zhiwei frowned and looked at his eyes, full of stubbornness.