Wan Hui was still muttering beside her, but Ouyang Zhen's heart sank step by step.

Having children?

She shuddered.

She's going to have a baby for him?!

The thought pierced her heart like a needle, and it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe. But I can't pull it out.

"Auntie, don't talk about it......" She raised her face, her face was full of sadness, and her eyes were full of tears: "Auntie, I miss Ling Yu, I miss her so much...... She doesn't know what's going on now...... I was wrong, auntie, I was wrong, I shouldn't have sent her out, she's so ,......"

Before she finished speaking, she threw herself into Wan Hui's arms and cried.

Wan Hui panicked, and called out one after another: "My lady, what's wrong with you, what's the matter...... Hey, slave maid's mouth...... I really shouldn't have brought up this matter. Hurriedly persuaded him repeatedly: "Madame, don't cry, it's not okay to cry and break your body,...... Madame ,......"

Ouyang Zhen cried for a while before he calmed down a little, Wan Hui hurriedly knelt down and said: "The slave maid is really open-mouthed, touching the sad matter of the lady, don't worry, madam, if you are in power in the mansion once, you can secretly visit the whereabouts of the little emperor." The heavens and the earth are big, but if you have a heart, you can find it. Madame, don't worry. ”

Ouyang Zhen wiped her tears, calmed down, and helped her up: "Auntie, don't blame yourself, it's me who is sad in my heart, and now I cry and cry and I am depressed, and on that day, it was right to send her away." If you want to find her, there is a way, but for now, we can't be too anxious. My aunt is right, we have to be powerful in the house to be able to do what we want to do. ”

Only when you have power in your hands can you do what you want.

Ouyang Zhen thought lightly. Didn't she already understand this truth in the Hua Palace?

Outside the house, the morning light was in full bloom, pushing away the thick clouds in the night, shining on a corner of the house.

The spring is bright, the grass and trees are thriving, Ouyang Zhen snuggled in front of the window, looking at the picturesque spring in front of him, the long eyebrows were like the mountains and rivers were distant and light, and he hung a heart that people could no longer see.

Since that day, Ouyang Zhen has been cultivating in the "Jingyun Pavilion" with peace of mind, Wan Hui stewed supplements for her to drink every day, Ouyang Zhen also did not refuse to come, and took the Buddhist scriptures to copy in his spare time, and by the way wrote words with few strokes, so that Ling Xiang could distinguish and teach her.

Ling Xiang is also very smart, although he is only a child less than two years old, he can recognize two or three words. The feeling of thinking about the child in Ouyang Zhen's heart also faded. Wan Hui saw that Ouyang Zhen was copying Buddhist scriptures every day, and couldn't help asking: "What is Madam doing copying these, her eyes are tired." ”

Ouyang Zhen has been taught very strictly by his father since he was a child, and he has studied hard all the time. She writes very quickly, her words are graceful and beautiful, and she already has everyone's demeanor. A Buddhist scripture was copied in less than five days.

Ouyang Zhen straightened out a thick stack of manuscripts, and said lightly: "The princess wants to come to the Buddha, or she wouldn't ask me to copy the Buddhist scriptures with the Xu family." It seems that the dripping Guanyin sent last time is also in line with her heart, maybe it is being offered. ”

As he spoke, he wrapped the copied Buddhist scriptures in cloth and handed them to her, saying, "Go and send them to the princess, and tell her that in the past five days, I have studied the Buddhist scriptures every day, and I have gained a lot, and this hand-copied Buddhist scripture is copied for the princess's blessing." ”

Wan Hui nodded, and Ouyang Zhen said again: "By the way, when I saw Dexuan's words, I asked him to find a vacancy and come back." Wan Hui retreated.

After a while, Ming Ying smiled and hugged Ling Xiang and turned back to the house and said, "Madam, the little lady wants to go out to play, and she made a fuss just now." ”

Ouyang Zhen saw that Ling Xiang had a pair of big eyes and was struggling to go out, thinking that the small courtyard was no longer enough for her to play, and couldn't help but feel distressed: "Then you take it to the big garden to play and come back, don't be too public, and bring a few more maids, be careful, do you know?" ”

Ming Ying hurriedly nodded in response, called a few little maids, and happily took Ling Xiang out of the door.

After half an hour, Dexuan returned to the courtyard and entered the back garden, but saw Ouyang Zhen dressed in plain clothes, standing alone under the pear blossom tree, with a lonely shadow, a faint smile on his beautiful face, and the green silk like clouds was coiled into a high bun, and his hair was only decorated with a few pink flowers.

Looking from afar, if the flowers are in the wind, the elegance of his body makes him unable to take his eyes off.

Ouyang Zhen saw that Dexuan was only standing dumbfounded, and beckoned to him: "What's the matter, I'm standing stupidly again." ”

Dexuan came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly saluted: "The slave wants to say goodbye." What is the important matter for the lady to find a slave or maid? ”

Ouyang Zhen walked slowly, and Dexuan naturally stretched out his arm for her to put on it: "It's nothing, just ask Hou Ye how to arrange you now?" ”

Dexuan's eyes lit up, and Qingjun's face was slightly proud: "Mrs. Hui, Master Hou arranged the slave maid to serve under Mr. Zhao." Mr. Zhao also taught the slaves and maids to read, and sometimes he gave the slaves and maids great truths. The slave and the maid reaped a great harvest. ”

Ouyang Zhen nodded and smiled: "It seems to be very good, how is Mr. Zhao a person?" ”

Dexuan lowered his head and thought about it for a while, before he said slowly: "Mr. Zhao is literary and charming, and his strategy is among all gentlemen, and the slave maid thinks that he is the most hidden. ”

Ouyang Zhen was slightly shocked in his heart, Dexuan was cautious and safe, if he evaluated it like this, that person must be unfathomable, maybe he was the first strategist under Chu Dinghou.

"In this way, it's good that you serve by Mr. Zhao's side." Ouyang Zhen smiled slightly, it seems that Hou Yecheng did not deceive her, and chose a good master for Dexuan. My heart warmed slightly, and I also remembered the meeting in the attic that day.

Dexuan looked at her face carefully, and suddenly said in a low voice, "Madame wants to ask the slave maid to inquire about something?" The slave and the maid must do their best. ”

Ouyang Zhen shook his head, looked at him with a smile, and asked, "Do you think you can do anything in front of Mr. Zhao without realizing it?" Or to put it another way, can you really fool him about some of your things? ”

Dexuan thought for a while before saying, "The slave can't hide it from him." Mr. Zhao's eyes are like Hou Ye, bottomless, and others can't guess what he thinks. ”

Ouyang Zhen suddenly smiled: "Don't say anything else, just how many times you have come to 'Jingyun Pavilion' and want to come to Mr. Zhao knows it clearly." ”

Dexuan was shocked when he heard this: "How come?" ”

Ouyang Zhen smiled silently: "How could it not, but all high-ranking and powerful people have a strategist and staff around him to collect intelligence information for him, and after so many years in the Hua Palace, don't you understand?" ”