Ning Yu put away her body and took a sip of tea, "In this way, why are you chewing the root of your tongue?" ”

Midori: "......"

"It's telling the truth." Ning Yu reached out and handed the teacup to Lu Ruo.

She naturally knew that Midori was worried about stimulating her, but she never wanted to live in a daze. Even if the truth is painful, it's better to let than to know nothing.

Besides, a little Du woman is just a little girl, the most difficult time has passed, and she has long been invincible.

Seeing that Ning Yu's expression was normal, Lu Ruo's heart became more and more bored. She would rather Wang Ji think of Xiao Alian and feel sad for her.

Ning Yu's gaze fixed on Lu Ruo's face: "Okay, don't look at the palace like this, go and pass the meal, it's time to have lunch." ”

Midori left in response.

Ning Yu raised her head again and stared blankly at the sky, the swing frame swaying slightly.

She slowly raised the flute in her hand, put it to her lips, and whined.

After all this time, she has become very proficient in playing the flute.

The flute whimpered, like a lover's murmur.

Blown away by the wind and sent beyond the palace walls.

Li Mo stood by the wall, listened to the whole song, and turned around.

Geng Jie's Qingfeng asked, "Won't Your Highness go in?" ”

Li Mo glanced sideways at Qingfeng.

A plain glance made Qingfeng's whole body numb.

He shut up, took a step back and obediently followed behind Li Mo, not daring to speak again.

Although Qifeng Palace is heavily guarded, it is only secret.

Ning Yuming is still the princess of Dajing and the hostess of the East Palace.

The honor and decency that should be given, Li Mo gave it to Ning Yu.

The concubines of the East Palace will go to Qifeng Palace on the fifteenth day of the first month to give Ning Yu a salute and say goodbye.

On the first day of the second month, the concubine came to Qifeng Palace as usual to ask for peace.

The concubine Du of Xinna naturally came.

He doesn't look very old, about fifteen years old, with fair skin and beautiful facial features.

Ning Yu glanced at it lightly, then withdrew his gaze.

"Excuse me, give me a seat."

Ning Yu's tone was calm and cold, without the slightest fluctuation.

Concubine Du sat down, raised her eyes and quietly glanced at Ning Yu.

The twenty-year-old woman's green silk and white hair were mixed, and she was pulled into a simple and atmospheric bun, with only a white hosta on it, and her body was as plain as snow.

Even so, it can't cover the woman's beautiful facial features.

With such a face, she should be the best looking with a smile, but her eyes are as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

The whole person looks lifeless, like a dying old man, where is he half arrogant and ruthless?

This is not quite what the family said.

What should she have experienced? It's going to be like this.

Concubine Du tilted her head strangely, and sat upright in her seat, looking at her nose and eyes.

After Concubine Shao's death, the concubines in the East Palace became more and more afraid of Ning Yu.

In the past, after asking for peace, she let people go down.

Today, but people stayed, and the concubines were muttering and beating drums in their hearts.

Only Zhuo Rong is calm and quiet.

For a moment, the hall was very quiet.

There were palace maids who rushed into the tea to serve tea, and the concubines took the tea with shaking hands.

Concubine Du also took the tea, she held the tea, her eyes through the edge of the cup, quietly observing the women in the hall. 14

It's weird, everyone doesn't speak.

Concubine Du was also not easy to speak, so she took a small sip of tea and drank it.

Ning Yu glanced at Concubine Du, who was drinking tea in small sips, retracted her gaze, and said lightly: "Okay, let's go back." ”

The concubines got up in an instant, and blessed Ning Yu, "The concubines retreat." ”

Concubine Du followed in ignorance.

When everyone turned around to leave, Ning Yu called, "Concubine Yunfang." ”

Yun Ruoer's back stiffened for a moment, and her body couldn't help shaking.

She stiffened and turned, "Too...... What do you have and what commands do you have? ”

Ning Yu said: "You talk to the new girls who have come recently about the rules of the palace, so that they don't have to make trouble, people like flowers, if they are so withered, the palace can't bear it." ”

“…… Be! Yun Ruo'er bowed, and seeing that Ning Yu didn't speak again, she asked in a trembling voice, "Crown princess...... But what else is there to command? ”

Ning Yu seemed to think for a moment, "No." ”

"Then, the concubine retired?" Yun Ruoer asked.

Ning Yu: "Hmm. ”

Yun Ruo'er was pardoned, took two steps back, and hurriedly left, without any grace!

Ning Yu looked at the back of the deserted escape, and seemed to smile with crooked eyes.

After Yingying Yanyan left the Qifeng Palace, Lu Ruo strode into the main hall, her face a little solemn.

Ning Yu stood up abruptly and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Lu Ruo took out an object from his sleeve and said, "Wang Ji, the palace maid next to Concubine Du just gave this to the slave maid." ”

Ning Yu took it, and it was a letter, wrapped in a dark handkerchief.

She opened the package, but saw that it was Chen Zhuodu's handwriting, with a lost name and surname, and only four big characters - Wang Ji Qingqi.

She stared slightly and opened the envelope.

Stand at the table and read the letter.

Because she was as calm as stagnant water from beginning to end, Lu Ruo couldn't guess what was written in the letter, so she asked, "Wang Ji, what did Mr. Chen say?" ”

Ning Yu raised his head: "Big ginger...... Changed hands? ”

Midoriruo's eyes widened in surprise, "How so?!" ”

After speaking, he hurriedly shut up and stared at Ning Yu tightly, for fear that she would fall if she was unstable.

People in the world often say that when there is more suffering, there will be numbness. However, the people who have put it in their hearts fall in front of them one after another, and how can they really be indifferent if they are not grass and trees?

Ning Yu did not fall, she held on to the table, sat down slowly, leaned on the back of the chair, and slowly closed her eyes, as if she was extremely tired.

Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

Lu Ruo was even more worried, she pursed her lips, and only said, "Wang Ji mourns." ”

Ning Yu held the letter paper and opened his eyes, his eyes full of murder.

"How does this palace mourn?"

"It's man-made again! It's man-made again! ”

The letter said that King Jing used De'en Wang Ji to take away a large number of good soldiers and strong generals from Dajiang, and Ning Tao took the opportunity to lead people to attack the royal city, killed King Yi, and imprisoned the guard, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and several princes scattered and fled, and the six princes were captured.

The letter also said that Deen Wang Ji has led the army to attack Jing, please Wang Ji be patient and protect herself, Miss Lin took the Wang Seal to order the guards outside the city, Miss Lin will stop the Dajing Xinbing, welcome the Da Jiang soldiers to come, and take Wang Ji home!

Several letters intercepted from the hands of the messengers were also attached. The letter was stained with blood, and looking at the information on it, Deen Wang Ji had already broken through half of Sizhou. The date is the eighth day of the first lunar month.

Seeing that Ning Yu was emotional, Lu Ruo didn't dare to say anything, only patted Ning Yu's back and comforted her.

"Sure enough, as he wanted, the world was in chaos......"

Ning Yu clutched the letter, trembling all over, tears streaming down her face.

Lu Ruo hugged Ning Yu and patted her on the back, and couldn't help but shed tears.

Phantom smiled and walked in, but when she came in, she saw Ning Yu and Lu Ruo hugging each other, and there was a suppressed whimpering cry, she paused in her steps, and her laughter stopped, and she hurriedly trotted over two steps, and asked nervously: "What's wrong with Wang Ji?" ”

Lu Ruo hurriedly wiped away her tears, smiled at Phantom Color, and said, "It's nothing. ”