"Can you speak properly?" Ji Lingxi frowned in disgust, gritted his teeth, and pinched Nanfeng hard.

Nanfeng took a few steps back from the call, "You are a girl, how can you say that you can do it?" ”

"Cut!" Ji Lingxi snorted coldly and took the tray in his hand, "You are also a prince now, why are you still in Ansan Temple?" ”

Nan Fengli was sent to Ansan Temple, she had heard a little about it, but she didn't expect him to stay in Ansan Temple now.

"Miss Ji, how can you talk about me, your current identity is not simple."

"Who is rare and what identity."

Ji Lingxi's face sank, and he put the bowl in his hand on the table, "How can I eat a bowl of porridge, I want to eat steamed buns." ”

The little woman in front of her said that she would lose her temper, and Nan Fengli felt that she was easily beaten.

"Miss Ji wants to eat steamed buns, I'll go get them." Nanfeng turned around and ran out of the wing.

Although he couldn't see Nan Fengli's expression, hearing the stumbling movement by the door, Ji Lingxi could also think of his frightened look.

When no one was able to find a fuss, the wing room suddenly fell silent.

Ji Lingxi's whole person also settled down, looking at the bowl of porridge in front of him motionlessly, and there was no next move.

After being stunned for a while, a small movement by the door pulled back her distraction.

"Why do you have to take so long to get a steamed bun?"

"Steamed buns?" Nan Jing, who was standing by the door, repeated these two words softly, but Ji Lingxi was frightened and trembled, and swept the bowl in his hand to the ground in a trance.

"Do you like steamed buns?" The south scenery stepped over the threshold.

Ji Lingxi looked back at him with a small movement, reacted very much, stood up, and retreated directly to the corner, as if the person in front of him was some kind of tiger beast.

Seeing the fear shown by Ji Lingxi's whole body, Nanjing let out a long sigh and approached her.

Ji Lingxi hid in the corner, there was no way out, he could only grit his teeth and stand in place, accepting his approach.

Nanjing walked up to her and raised her hand to pin the broken hair in her ear behind her ear, "If you like steamed buns, after you go back, I will ask the imperial dining room to prepare it for you every day." ”

"I don't want it, I don't want to go back." Ji Lingxi slapped Nanjing's hand hard, "I don't want to go back to that ghost place." ”

"That's not up to you."

"Don't push me."

"I'll give you two choices, one is to go back with me, and the other is that I will destroy this place with a fire."

"Do you have to be like this?"

"If you choose for yourself, you may be able to stay here, but if I make a choice for you, you want to go back, and you can't stay here."

"I'll go back with you."

Ji Lingxi replied so briskly, but it was beyond Nanjing's expectations.

When he left Ansan Temple with the southern scenery, Ji Lingxi didn't dare to look back.

She wasn't sure if Nan Fengli knew that Nan Fengli was also in Ansan Temple, but she concluded that Nan Fengli had been calling her Miss Ji.

The two brothers did not have a good relationship.

Nanfeng was one step slower than Nanjing, and could only watch Ji Lingxi leave.

This life is indeed inseparable from her.

The abbot also often advised him not to be overly obsessed.

Ji Lingxi was still forced to return to the place where her life was worse than death.

In fact, what is more difficult than Ji Lingxi is Ji Lengyue.

She learned that Ji Lingxi was taken back to the palace by Nanjing, and angrily smashed everything that could be smashed in the Pianran Palace.

After she was angry, she calmed down and secretly reminded herself that she must be calm.

After Ji Lingxi returned to the palace, he returned to his original life.

There is nothing else to do every day except to sit in front of the window in a daze.

Such days lasted for half a month, and Ji Lingxi still liked to sit in front of the window, looking at the flowers and plants outside the yard in a daze.

"Ji Lingxi, it turns out that you also have such cowardices." I don't know if it's a hallucination, but the voice of Nan Fengli suddenly sounded in my ears.

Ji Lingxi stood up like a ghost and looked back at the wing.

There was no one, and there was no south wind to be seen.

"What's wrong with me?" Ji Lingxi raised his hand and touched his forehead, and muttered in a low voice, "No fever." ”

As soon as she said this, she closed her eyes and fainted on the ground.

When she woke up, Nanjing sat on the edge of the bed, took her hand with joy and said, "Xi'er, are you awake?" ”

"What's wrong with me?"

"You've fainted."

"Why did you faint for no reason?"

"Don't worry, you're just going to be a mother."

"The Queen Mother?"

Ji Lingxi sat up in a hurry, but there was no joy on his face.

"What's wrong? Not happy? ”

"I can't have this child."

"Why can't you ask for it, this is also my child."

"I can't ask for it anyway."

"Ji Lingxi, are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy, I'm very sober, I don't want to give birth to it, I don't want it to live in this deceitful palace as well as die."

"It's obviously something to be happy about, do you have to make me unhappy?"

"Three thousand concubines in the harem, I have no opinion on who you want to give birth to, anyway, I will definitely not give birth to the one in my womb."

After speaking, Ji Lingxi directly started to hit his stomach.

The whole person was crazy and frightened the maid standing aside.

Nanjing stepped forward and took her hands and shouted to the maid standing aside, "Bring the rope." ”

The little maid was stunned for a moment, nodded and ran away.

Nanjing took the rope handed by the maid, tied Ji Lingxi's hands and feet, and forcibly forced her to lie back on the bed.

"In the future, you are not allowed to untie the rope for the queen without my order."

Nanjing turned around and instructed the maid, who was stunned for a long time before nodding.

"Nanjing, you let go of me!" Ji Lingxi lay on the bed and scolded.

Nanjing turned around and sat down, gently stroking the broken hair on her forehead, "As long as you obediently give birth to the child, I will let you go." ”

"I don't want this child." Ji Lingxi stubbornly turned his face.

"That's not up to you." Nanjing also stubbornly held her face and vowed that she would look at her.

Knowing that Ji Lingxi was pregnant with the imperial heir, Nanjing would accompany her in Ronghua Palace when she had nothing to do, for fear that she would do something to hurt the child in her womb.

This was a happy event for Nanjing, but because of Ji Lingxi's commotion, other people in the palace had bad intentions.

He can only hide things.

But there was an impermeable wall, and Ji Lingxi was pregnant with a child, so Ji Lengyue still asked Ji Lengyue to inquire.

Ji Lengyue learned that Ji Lingxi and Nanjing had a child, and she was angry in her heart, but she didn't drop anything again.

After all, after throwing the things in the hall, it is also a fact that Ji Lingxi is pregnant with a child.

The most important thing now should be to make the child in her womb disappear.

This night, the south scenery really can't leave, and I didn't go to Ronghua Palace for the night.

Ji Lengyue heard the news, and took advantage of the absence of Nanjing to go to Ronghua Palace.

Ji Lingxi was tied to the bed and couldn't move.

Ji Lengyue frightened the little maid of Ronghua Palace, and bluffed the maid for a moment, for fear that something would be wrong with the child in Ji Lingxi's womb, so she quickly untied the ropes that bound her hands and feet.

Although Ji Lengyue helped her this time, Ji Lingxi did not have the slightest gratitude to her, but was even more indifferent.

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