Chapter 97: The Queen Mother Chichitose (11)

Xi Ting straightened up, and while Xi Hanyan was looking at him, he was also looking at her.

The girl is not as plain as when she was in the Prime Minister's Mansion, but now she has a complicated and gorgeous palace costume, which makes her look a little imposing and majestic.

However, those bright eyes were still so weak and dazed, giving people a sense of no threat.

It doesn't seem to have changed, it's still the same easy to handle.

After seeing him, the girl was not as calm as she had been at first, at least the hand hidden in her sleeve, from his point of view, was clenched tightly, and her white and slender finger bones were pinched blue.

However, on her face, she pretended to be calm, pulled out a dignified and elegant smile, and looked at Xi Ting: "Prime Minister, please take a seat, Mama Zhu is not going to let people serve tea." ”

Xi Ting's original worries disappeared at the moment he saw Xi Hanyan.

Just seeing him was so frightened, how could she be as smart as he thought.

With the appearance of this panicked little rabbit, he didn't have the courage to turn around and warn him.

That day, she probably saw that the little emperor was pitiful, so she had a kind heart attack and couldn't help but be strong.

After Xi Ting thanked him, he took his seat.

Mama Zhu turned her head and instructed the palace maids below to bring up a few novel snacks along with the tea.

Xi Hanyan smiled: "This is an ancient book of pastries found by the mourning family from the palace collection not long ago, let the palace people learn to make it, the soft and crispy taste is extremely delicious, the prime minister can taste it?" ”

Xi Ting went to see it as he said, and was slightly stunned when he saw the strangely shaped but delicate and lovely pastries on the plate.

She invited him to come, just for this?

Could it be that last time, after she realized that something was wrong, she came to curry favor with him and seek refuge?

But also, she is only sixteen years old, the same age as Xi Yun, she must be afraid of losing her life.

Or maybe she poisoned the pastry?

Xi Ting felt that this was impossible, not to mention how many of his people were in the palace, there were no less than twenty of his eyeliners in this Ciyun Palace.

It is no exaggeration to say that Xi Hanyan's every move is under his surveillance, if she really wants to poison her, I am afraid that she will be brought up by the people below before she starts planning.

What's more, in Xi Ting's opinion, she didn't have the courage to poison at all.

After all, she has no relatives and no reason, and she is just a chess piece in his hands, and she will have to rely on him to survive in the future.

If he is killed, the Prime Minister's Mansion will fall, and then Shen Tuyong will be the first to take her life.

Because she is the "biological daughter" he personally sent to the palace.

Xi Ting stroked his thick beard, with a rare smile and kindness: "Then thank you Queen Mother." ”

Xi Ting is in a high position, and he has eaten a lot of delicacies from the mountains and seas, so he is naturally not interested in eating these pastries.

Turning his head, he asked Xi Hanyan directly: "I don't know what happened to the Queen Mother Zhaochen today?" ”

Xi Hanyan took a piece of puffed fragrant cake and took a bite gently.

Hearing Xi Ting's question, the blood on the girl's face receded in an instant, and Yan Fan's lips trembled slightly: "The mourning family had a dream a few days ago......

"I dreamed of the dead Concubine Hui......" The pastry in the girl's hand fell to the ground, her face was instantly extremely pale, and her eyes were full of water.

"Her face was covered with blood, and she shouted that she wanted to mourn her family and pay for her life, and she was afraid of ......"

The girl hastily raised her sleeves and buried her face in them, her tone full of horror: "She said that it was not enough for me to take her life and rob her son, and she was not allowed to sleep peacefully after she died, and she wanted to mourn and be buried with her family." ”

"Prime Minister, please save the mourning family, the mourning family doesn't want to die. The prime minister's wife promised the mourning family that nothing would happen to the mourning family. ”