Song Ming has always been good at observing words and feelings, and when he saw this, he immediately took the two of them back to Jingzhaoxi Mansion, preparing to let the two of them spend one last night together, and they would be executed separately early tomorrow morning.

Duan Jingyi also ordered Xing'er and Xiao Tao to pack their things and take Tang Meng back to Sanssouci Island overnight.

Tang Meng stopped Duan Jingyi in confusion, "Why did you go in such a hurry?" But what's going on over there? ”

"We're going to get off before Jing Qi makes a move, so he can show his strength."

Tang Meng immediately understood, but there was one more thing, "Wait a minute, can you let me do one more thing before leaving?" ”

……

After a while, Tang Meng and the others followed Song Ming and his party back to Jingzhao West Mansion, Song Ming was immediately shocked when he knew their intentions, and took two steps back and saluted Tang Meng respectfully, "The old minister thanks Niangniang for the Chen family, Niangniang is so benevolent and belongs to the happiness of the people in the world." ”

"Lord Song is serious," After speaking, she took Ling Qing back to the room of the Chen family and Guo Ling, and after another gust of cold wind, the candles in the room were extinguished, this time the Chen family seemed calm, she stood up from the side of the bed, "Xianggong, but are you back?" ”

Ling Qing's deep voice sounded from behind the screen, "It's me, I've seen everything you did, thank you." ”

Chen's eyes turned red in an instant, and the big tears of the bean couldn't stop falling on the placket of his clothes, "I have done the same wrong thing as you in my life and protected the same people, don't worry, I will go down to accompany you immediately, what kind of suffering is there we and husband and wife will bear together." ”

"Don't cry, you've told the truth, and the ghosts of the Netherworld won't trouble you anymore, because your bravery and I won't suffer anymore, you've worked hard."

Chen couldn't cry anymore, seeing these Tang Meng, she was relieved, this matter was completely solved for her, and she followed Duan Jingyi back to the carriage with peace of mind.

Duan Jingyi carefully wrapped her in Dayu and took her into his arms, his voice was low and warm, "How can this king He De marry you who is both innocent and kind and so delicate-minded, it should be a blessing for this king." ”

Tang Meng unceremoniously raised the corners of her lips and found a comfortable position in her arms, "If you really think so, why don't you give me some more money, why did I hear that even the concubines in other people's mansions have monthly money, why don't I, the princess, have anything?" ”

Duan Jing was stunned for a moment, and then muttered in a low voice, "I called Lao Chen to cancel." ”

"What?" Tang Mengdeng blew up, she originally just asked casually, but she didn't expect that he was really doing ghosts, why did this bastard silently cut off his financial route, "But why did you do this, you who have no grievances with you actually deducted my silver!" ”

Duan Jingyi's face was very arrogant, and he only heard him speak confidently, "It's not that you have plans to leave the palace after saving enough money, this king naturally can't give you silver if he wants to keep you by his side!" ”

Tang Meng couldn't think of half a sentence to refute for a while, and it took a long time to hold back a few words, "Duan Jingyi, you pay me back the silver!" ”

As soon as Ling Qing, who had just flown out of the house, got into the carriage, he heard such a roar coldly, and the gentle impression that Fang had just saved up for Tang Meng disappeared in an instant, he shrank his neck and patted the horse's buttocks, "Drive!" ”

As soon as Duan Jingyi came out of the imperial city, the palace immediately got the news, Su Mao took a cup of ginseng tea and put it on Emperor Duan's desk, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, you can rest first, I'm afraid I can't bear it if I always stay up like this, Lord Yi's side has just left the city, you can rest assured." ”

Emperor Duan looked up at the originally piled up gifts becoming empty, his heart was also empty, he sighed and couldn't help but appear in front of Su Zhi's face again, Emperor Duan opened his mouth through the tea smoke, more like talking to himself, "Shu still remembers the Chinese New Year's Eve when Zhi'er first entered the palace, she took a group of concubines to dance to Shu, dancing so freely and uniformly in the palace, Shu sat on the high throne and wanted to go down to dance with her, but at that time Shu couldn't move, couldn't be ecstatic." ," Emperor Duan let out a long sigh, "Everything has changed since then, I have changed from the prince to the lord of the world, everything is no longer the same, there are some things that even I have no choice but to do, how can Zhi'er be free by nature and she can stand the confinement of this deep palace." ”

There is no second person like Su Zhi in the huge palace, and Emperor Duan couldn't stop feeling sad as soon as he recalled the old things of the past years, he sighed, "It's almost Xuele's death day, if it weren't for the fact that she Zhi'er wouldn't have left so resolutely." ”

Su Mao responded cautiously on the side, "The sixteenth day of the new year is the death day of Princess Xuele, and every year the owner of Sanssouci Island will send someone to pay tribute to the princess's tomb, and he will also bring snacks made by himself." ”

"Master of Sanssouci Island," Emperor Duan smiled bitterly, "yes, she is no longer my queen, and no one in this palace will tell me and me to lose their temper in the future." ”

Xu is a tacit understanding of the husband and wife for many years, and what Emperor Duan didn't expect was that Su Zhi was also thinking about him at this time.

"The Owner?"

Su Zhi came back to her senses, pretending that nothing had happened and quickly folding the paper ingots in her hand, "You see I'm really old, and I love to wander at every turn." ”

The old lady who came out of the palace who was serving by her side naturally knew that every year at this time, Su Zhi would think of Meng Xuele and Emperor Duan, obviously such a sad thing, but Su Zhi had never said it.

The grandmother didn't say anything, got up and said, "It's that the island owner is too tired today, I'll go and serve you a bowl of chicken soup, in a few days it will be the Chinese New Year's Eve, and our island will have a good live, you can be full of energy." ”

Su Zhi smiled, "Don't worry, I'm sure I'll be able to stay up all night when the time comes, but there is too much work at the moment, so we have to hurry." ”

The grandmother smiled, "Don't worry, our old Jiang is not a top trick!" ”

The two were talking and laughing when they heard the voice of a shadow report outside, "Island master, the carriage of King Yi's mansion is coming this way." ”

"Really?" Su Zhi was immediately overjoyed to throw down the paper ingots in her hand and walked to the door in three or two steps, "Mama Li, go and heat up the chicken soup, bring a few plates of dim sum, and boil a pair of medicine for Jing Yi, and follow the previous prescription." ”

Su Zhi was still busy here, and Duan Jingyi's carriage had already driven into the island, and within a moment, it stopped steadily in front of Su Zhi's courtyard gate.

Duan Jingyi jumped out of the carriage first, and then hugged Tang Meng from inside, Tang Meng's face turned red and jumped off as soon as he got out of the carriage, and when he looked up again, sure enough, Su Zhi's eyes were crooked with a smile, "Meng'er is here too!" It's really good, Mama Wang will take a few more stored persimmons and give me Meng'er a taste. ”

Su Zhi smiled as she said and pulled Tang Meng into the house, Duan Jingyi followed behind and couldn't help laughing, "E-Niang is so eccentric, if you don't give me persimmons every year, why are you willing to bring them to Meng'er today." ”

Su Zhi didn't look back, her eyes were full of Tang Mengdao, "If it weren't for the ancestors' rules that you must eat this for the New Year, I will give you a stinky boy to eat, you have been a little old man since you were a child, and I think you don't like sweets very much, and it is a waste to eat them for you." ”

Duan Jingyi's face was black, "What is the reason for this." ”

Tang Meng was amused, she followed Su Zhicai into the house and saw a room full of paper ingots, she was stunned, "E-Niang, what are you doing?" ”

Su Zhi was stunned, but immediately felt warm in her heart, wasn't Tang Meng the assignment of God at this time?

"I have a friend who has passed away for many years, and it happens to be the death day of the sixteenth day of the first month, so every year ago I folded some paper ingots to her to mourn.

"Me?" Tang Meng was stunned, most of the things about folding ingots were done by relatives in the family, and she didn't know how the deceased person could let her fold them too? But Tang Meng still happily agreed, she was naturally happy to share some of Su Zhi's burden, "Okay, it's just that I haven't done this kind of thing before, and I still need to teach me first." ”

Su Zhi smiled and pulled her to the table, Tang Meng followed step by step, not noticing the tears in Su Zhi's eyes.

Duan Jingyi sighed silently in his heart, didn't bother them anymore, but turned around and exited the door.

After all, Tang Meng used to be the top doctor on the operating table, and her hands were naturally extremely dexterous, and it didn't take long for her to be able to complete it skillfully alone, and the ingots she made were neat and beautiful, which made Su Zhi full of praise.

Tang Meng was also very happy, but suddenly remembered something.