Xiang Luo knew that he was too exposed, his face was embarrassed, and he said in a low voice, "What the master taught me is that the slave knows that she is wrong!" ”

"Let's go down!" Jing Wu waved her hand, out of sight and out of mind.

"Master, don't be angry, Sister Xiangluo is also upset for you." Shu Tong said lightly, his tone was not hurried, and he handed Jing a cup of snow ginseng tea.

Jing sighed lightly, "Hey, I understand that she is kind, but, you have also seen it, we haven't said or done anything, there are already so many rumors, in case she really loses her words and causes trouble, I'm afraid she really can't tell." ”

After taking a sip of ginseng tea with Shutong's hand, Jing Wu stopped drinking.

"If Xiangluo can be as calm as you, I will be more relieved......" Recently, Jing Wu has really liked Shutong more and more.

Shu Tong heard Jing praise her, her eyes were not happy, but there was a faint hint of envy for Xiangluo, "The slave maid has been on an errand in this palace since she was a child, and she has naturally seen more than Sister Xiangluo." It's just that when I see more, my heart will be colder and harder, and sometimes, I really envy Sister Xiangluo's casual and natural heart. ”

Lyrical to lyrical, Shu Tong didn't miss anything, but turned to a dignified tone, and continued: "It's just that Fujin's measures are only afraid that Ning Shuyuan will become the bull's-eye in the palace, jealousy, resentment and even complaints will slowly attack, let's still be careful for the best!" ”

Jing Wu pondered for a long time, how could she not know that Fu Jin's face is a reward, but she is also well aware of the truth of shooting the first bird, I am afraid that Fu Jin wants to balance Goya's side Fu Jin and Hui Ran's side Fu Jin, and deliberately use her as a pendulum, she couldn't help but sigh, and said slowly: "As long as I can maintain the friendship with the prince, I don't force anything else, I don't force ......."

After that, for a few days, Jing Yu respectfully asked Fujin on time and assisted in handling the trivial affairs of the palace, although she was a little tired, but fortunately, everyone was safe, and she was calmer.

It's just that the prince's days in the palace are getting more and more, and in the days when there are few days in the palace, he often summons ministers in the study, so that Langjuan and the others are always looking forward to it and learning from it.

On this day, it has passed the first month, the weather is gradually getting warmer, and even some of the willow trees in early spring have begun to pull out their buds.

Completely different from this indisputable artistic conception is the study room of the dark crisis.

Yongyan's brows contained a faint coldness, his eyes were as cold as water, and he could hardly see any joy or sorrow in him.

At this time, he took a magnifying glass and pointed at a painting on the table and was roughly passing the time.

After a long time, Sibao pushed the door and came in lightly, and said in a low voice: "Master, Hu Zheng is back......"

Yongyan paused, and slowly let out a voice from his nose: "Hmm." ”

Sibao turned around and beckoned lightly to the kite, and the kite, dressed in a black cloak, came with a chilly chill.

"Master, it's done, it is estimated that the news will come out tomorrow." Hu Zheng bowed his head and said, his voice not changing in any way.

Yongyan still looked at the painting carefully, and after a long time, he sighed and said in disgust: "You see, if there is an extra branch, the whole tree will not be neat enough, and no matter how good the painting is, it can only be abandoned!" ”

With a "snap", the magnifying glass was thrown on the table and he didn't look at it again. Sibao followed behind, looking nervous, the master obviously had something to say. Turning his head and taking a rough look, he realized that it was the painting he had found in the north and south of the river with Zhongtang before, and it was dedicated to Yongyan's favorite painter.

"Hiss......" Sibao's heart tightened, and he hurriedly glanced at the person who was waiting, and the maid immediately rolled it out.

"How's the Tenth Princess?" This sister is the elderly daughter of Huang Ama, and she can't be pampered, plus she is exquisite, smart and witty, and her relationship with Yongyan is also very close.

It's just that the marriage with Fengshen Yinde is the only thorn in Yongyan's heart.

"The tenth princess summons a drama troupe every day, and she seems to be quite comfortable." Hu Zheng didn't look at Yongyan's eyes.

Sure enough, as Hu Zheng guessed, Yongyan's eyebrows moved, and he was suddenly shocked, "What?" Feng Shen Yinde is not good for the princess? ”

"The slave and maid did not see the forehead with their own eyes, and did not dare to speak falsely. It's just, master-" After slowly pouring a glass of water and handing it to Yongyan, Hu Zheng paused in his eyes for a moment, his heart pounded unconsciously, as if he was going to drown in it, he quickly withdrew his eyes and continued: "The slave maid is just guessing, on the occasion of the reunion of these ten thousand families, how can Efu be so busy that he doesn't even have time to accompany the princess?" ”

Although Hu Zheng didn't say it explicitly, Yongyan also guessed a few points. If my sister is a favored person, how can she spend her days listening to dramas every day, and then Feng Shen Yinde now mentions walking in front of the palace, I think he has forgotten all this more and more who gave him......

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Yongyan frowned and said angrily: "If there is a father, there must be a son!" Even the only trace of compassion in my heart was completely annihilated, and it was covered with thick cold frost.

After a long time, the lights in the study jumped a little, and because of the warm charcoal fire, it was not very cold. Hu Zheng wanted to cut off the candle flowers, but as soon as he touched the candle flame with the scissors, the flames that danced more violently made the shadows in the room shake a few times.

"What time has it been?" Hu Zheng was startled, and Yongyan's deep voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Hu Zheng put down the scissors and replied quietly: "Master, it's already five watches." ”

"Oh......"

After a long sigh of relief, Hu Zheng only heard Yongyan behind him say in a softer tone than usual: "Today is Lord Zhao's death day, order an extra stick of incense for me......"

Hu Zheng suddenly heard him mention his father, tears spread from the bottom of his heart, swirling in his eyes, endured and endured, and whimpered: "Yes~"

The moment I left the study, tears poured down, dripping in the blurred night, and the wind blew and disappeared. For the first time, the corners of her mouth pulled up a gratifying arc, as if she said to herself and her heavenly father: "Dad, my daughter is not filial, and she can't avenge you with her own hands." However, I also want to give him a taste of what heartbreaking! ”

As soon as the sky was bright, Yongyan entered the palace, and not long after the front foot arrived, Su Zhiling hurriedly walked with his back foot.

"Long live the lord, I can't enter the palace today with the adult, his young son seems to have ingested the poison by mistake, and he was out of breath when he found it!" Su Zhiling bent down and lowered his head, and said in his ear.

Qianlong was showing Yongyan a notebook, and when he heard Su Zhiling's reply, he raised his head slightly and thought for a moment, "It's really sad to lose a child in middle age, you go to pass on the decree, just say that it's not too late for him to handle the affairs of the second son before entering the palace." ”

"Huh."

Yongyan still sat respectfully as usual and watched the twists and turns, perhaps only by inadvertently turning the jade wrench finger could show the fluctuations in his heart.

"Yongyan, He Shen is also a loyal person, if you have time, you can go to talk about it for me." After Qianlong instructed Yongyan, Qi Qi thought of his children who died early, sighed for a while, and rested with the palace maid.

"Now, she should feel a little better......" Yongyan thought so, maybe it was also the reason why she felt better!