Do you believe that those predestined beginnings and mysteries have always been like dust, and one day they will be settled.

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Zhao Jingu's health has not been good, even if she just sits in the corner, she is pale and sick, Pei Manhou looked at her tired, and rarely forged: "I'll talk to Mingxun Liangshi, you go back first." ”

She obediently got up and said goodbye.

Zhao Yupan took a look at his sister by drinking tea, and saw her go out timidly, her heart twitched, and she poured a mouthful without controlling her strength, and choked up.

Chunhua served on the side, hurriedly gave her a good breath, and after a while, Zhao Yupanfang eased up.

There was a helpless smile on the corner of the queen's mouth: "She lost that child that day, and Concubine De was jealous." Although she has a low status, what she is carrying in her belly is the dragon descendant of Lord Lang. ”

Zhao Yupan got up and bowed again: "The queen mother tortured the slaves and maids, and the slaves and maids relied on the mercy of the mother to get out of the Huanyi Courtyard, no matter what the queen did for the queen, our sisters were duty-bound." ”

The queen made a look, and the clever palace maid on the side stepped forward to help Zhao Yu up.

The queen continued to say unhurriedly: "Right now, Concubine De has been executed, and the harem has been leveled. But why did you keep giving her those four cold soups? ”

Zhao Yupan lifted the palace maid's hand, her head kept knocking on the floor, the cool bricks eased the heat in her eyes, and her voice was always respectful: "My sister is cowardly, and her body has always been bad, but she has received the grace of Lord Lang, which is a great grace, and I dare not expect anything else." ”

The queen was silent for a moment, a complicated smile welling up on her face.

The palace maid stepped forward again and helped Zhao Yupan up, this time she did not refuse.

Zhao Jingu walked out of the main hall and walked back slowly, and the little palace maid Cai Ling persuaded: "The good waiter still sits in a sedan chair, and the queen also agrees." ”

She shook her head and walked stubbornly.

A person slowly flickered in front of him, Zhao Jingu looked familiar, and couldn't help but look at it twice, it turned out to be Jian Wei.

When Janeway saw her, she was pleasantly surprised, ran up in a few steps to salute, smiled at the bruises on her face, and frowned again.

Zhao Jingu couldn't help but be shocked when she saw her so embarrassed: "How did you become like this, but you were bullied." After speaking, I thought of the people in this palace, who is not worshipping high and stepping on low, but what can I do for her with such a low status, I couldn't help but be a little stunned for a while.

Then he saw her holding a piece of cloth and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Jian Wei said helplessly: "Send it to the Huanyi Courtyard." When Zhao Jingu heard these three words, a little sadness instantly appeared on her face, and she seemed to lose her strength, and she no longer wanted to say it, just like a polite one: "Then you go." If you need my help in the future, find someone to inform me. ”

They all knew that it was almost impossible to meet again after this departure, and besides, Jian Wei returned to the violent room, where could she find someone to go out and inform Zhao Jingu for her.

Jian Wei saw that Zhao Jingu's face was tired, and she couldn't see the true sincerity, the opportunity was fought for by herself, so she said unceremoniously: "The slave doesn't ask for mercy from the good servant, she just wants to dye a brocade for the good servant in three or five days to express her heart, and ask the good servant to fulfill it." ”

Zhao Jingu cheered up and glanced at her, seemed to understand her deep meaning, nodded, and said to Cai Ling: "Let's go back in a sedan chair, and after a while, you will personally go to the violent room and tell Tuoman what I mean." ”

Jian Wei thanked her for her joy, stepped aside, and watched her get into the sedan chair, the cough coming out through the thin gauze curtain, making her heart tense and tight.

Jian Wei thought, although Zhao Jingu's position is not high, but after all, she is the queen's person, if she has to dye cloth by herself regularly, Na Tuoman has scruples, and she will definitely not do it to herself in the short term.

Sure that she was safe, Janeway couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and her footsteps stopped dragging and strode towards the Huanyi Courtyard.

The closer I got, the more uneasy I felt about what that place that had been described countless times in history, full of blood, tears and humiliation.

Turning the long alley, she turned into a palace maid who couldn't be more regular, buried her head and walked all the way without squinting, the three gilded characters in the Huanyi Courtyard were written in Jurchen script, but it seemed that in order to facilitate identification, she also made a supplement with Chinese characters next to it.

Several guards were on duty in front of the palace, and when they saw her walking straight over, one of the guards stopped her: "What are you doing?" ”

She gestured to the cloth in her arms: "The violent room will send the cloth over." ”

Her voice was soft and beautiful, and a guard immediately surrounded her, and was about to speak with a smile on her face, Jian Wei raised her head violently, and the guard saw her blue nose and swollen face, and her light color instantly changed to a look of disgust, and pushed her away: "Go and go, you are also worthy of going through this main gate, are there any rules." ”

Another dissatisfied: "Why are the people in the violent room like this now, and they are unappetizing when they see it." ”

After such a roll of eyes and scolding, Jian Wei was glad that she was only right, and was about to turn around and go down and enter the hall through the side door.

Who knew that the other ruffian-faced guard next to her disliked her movement too slowly, and pushed hard, and she fell down the steps in an instant, and the cloth in her hand also fell out of the way.

She grinned with her broken teeth, and cursed in her heart, who was to provoke someone this day, it was like everyone shouting and beating, like a rat crossing the street.

Just as he was struggling to get up, a pair of white boots suddenly appeared in front of him.

Wan Yan Yong? The name immediately flashed through her mind.

The owner of the boots, the gentleman, had a sense of justice, scolded the arrogant guards, and picked up the red cloth again, before the hero could save the beauty and help Janeway up.

She had already stood up on her own, unceremoniously took the cloth from his hand, and said, "Thank you." ”

Just listening to the voice, she knew that it was not Wan Yanyong, although she thanked him, but she was not in the mood, she was too lazy to say, and she was going to leave as soon as she was blessed.

She had just taken two steps when the voice stopped her: "Girl! ”

"What!" She prankfully replied with a face that was not humanoid, the man was really startled, she was funny in her heart, disappointed, not every time she was rescued, it was a big beauty.

The man's face twitched a few times, but he still successfully finished the following words: "The side door is over there." ”

This was an accident, Janeway couldn't help but smile, and met his face, only then did she see clearly that this man was only fifteen or sixteen, and the expectation on his face was frozen on his face, which was quite funny, and she couldn't help it, she looked at him again, but it was a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

The man also looked at her with a puzzled expression.

She thought about it for a moment, her mind went blank, and she couldn't remember, so she shook her head and walked towards the side door.

Janeway followed the path he pointed out and entered the side door, and the large huts in the hall were scattered, and she was at a loss for a moment, and then she remembered that no one had told her where she should go or who to give the cloth to.

She wondered if she wanted to meet someone to ask, but it was empty, there was not a single servant, and when she turned the two corridors, an earthen wall suddenly appeared in front of her.

As if touching a corner of her memory, she suddenly thought about it and cried out in a lost voice: "It's him!" ”

The man continued to wait at the door, and after another moment, a familiar figure came out of the hall, and he hurriedly greeted him: "General." ”

Wan Yanliang's face was solemn and he glanced at him: "Let's go." ”

The man's eyes were still lingering on the hall, his eyes shining and close at hand, but how could he get in?

He walked a few more steps with Wan Yanliang, and noticed a slimy feeling on his hands, and when he opened it, it was a piece of dirty blood, which must have been stained by that Gong'e when he received the cloth just now.

He raised his eyebrows, took out a handkerchief, wiped it carefully, and suddenly, as if a flash of inspiration, he instantly exhaled softly: "It's her!" ”