"What the hell is this place, I want to go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, I want to see Nan Fengli!" Ji Lingxi turned around and ran out like crazy.

The two maids were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly chased after her figure and shouted, "Girl! Girl! ”

But no matter how the two maids called, Ji Lingxi had no intention of stopping.

She just wanted to leave the Ronghua Palace, a place full of bad news.

Seeing that the gate was close at hand, Ji Lingxi sped up and wanted to run out of the gate, but at the last moment, he was blocked by the figure that appeared in front of the door.

Ji Lingxi couldn't retract his strength and fell down, and the figure reached out to stop him and took him into his arms.

Ji Lingxi looked up and saw the person coming clearly, but his whole body was like an electric shock, pushing the person in front of him away.

Nanjing changed into the dark blue brocade dress he wore on weekdays and put on a dragon robe.

Ji Lingxi's head exploded with a buzz at this moment, and he sat on the ground in a daze.

Nanfeng wanted to step forward to help her.

But she threw her hand away with disgust on her face as if she had seen something unclean.

"Nanjing, are you crazy?!"

"Now that the entire Northern Song Dynasty is mine, do you think I'm crazy?"

"How dare you plot to usurp the throne."

"Wouldn't it be better for someone more suitable to do this position?"

"What do you mean you brought me here? To show off? ”

"I want to take you as a concubine."

"I'm a lady who hasn't passed through the door of Nanfeng's departure."

"I can even snatch the position from the hands of the imperial brother, can't I snatch you from his hands."

"If you dare to force me, I will die in front of you."

"If you want to die, then I have to let Ji Junyu bury you with you."

"What did you do to my father?"

"As long as you are obedient, he will be fine."

Ji Lingxi didn't speak, sitting on the ground, staring at the ground with blank eyes.

After a long time, she squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth, "I will be obedient." ”

"Since you can be obedient, let's go to the bath with the maid." Minami reached out and lifted her up from the ground.

Ji Lingxi did not refuse this time.

But the whole person stiffened and stood up.

She didn't ask Nan Fengli what she would do with it.

Because she knew that as long as she returned to reality, Nan Fengli's cultivation would come back, and no one would be able to move him in the slightest.

After bathing, Ji Lingxi was helped back to the front hall by the maid.

Nanjing has been waiting for her in the front hall for a long time.

Seeing her change into a new dress and wash off the dust on her body, I couldn't help but sigh for her current appearance.

He walked in front of Ji Lingxi, retreated from the maid in the hall, and raised his hand to pin the broken edge of her sideburns to his ear, but Ji Lingxi's conditioned reflex took a step back to dodge.

Nanjing paused in mid-air, and finally didn't bother to touch Ji Lingxi again.

"What's so good about the scar on your face?"

"Nanfeng Li gave me some special plasters made in the market."

"Really?"

"If you don't believe it, I can't help it."

Nanjing walked to the round table in the hall and sat down.

On the round table was the delicacies and wine that he had ordered to be prepared while Ji Lingxi was bathing.

He pretended to be friendly, picked up the wine jug with his own hands, and filled the white jade wine glass in the empty space next to him, and then turned around and invited, "Can you come and have a drink with me?" ”

"I don't drink."

"I said you'd stay with me."

"I don't drink!"

Ji Lingxi was stubborn, even if Nanjing was now in control of her life, she didn't want to throw away the last solemnity.

Hearing her roar, Nan Fengli not only didn't get angry, but chuckled, "Sure enough, it's Ji Lingxi who I know, and his temper is still so impatient." ”

"What the hell do you want?"

Hearing this, Nanjing didn't hurry to pick up the glass of wine, raised it to his lips, took a sip and replied, "Actually, I can let you choose, I can let you go free." ”

"Really?"

"As long as you hand over the tears of heaven."

Ji Lingxi was still holding on to a little luck, but after hearing the three words Tianxin tears, she felt that she had no choice at all.

Because she won't hand over Luo Yanqing.

"How?" After not receiving a response for a long time, Nanjing asked Ji Lingxi again.

Ji Lingxi gritted his teeth, and replied with anger in his tone, "How many times do you want me to tell you, I don't have Tianxin Tears, and I don't know what Tianxin Tears are." ”

"I can give you time to think about it, and you'd better think it out for yourself before the concubine ceremony."

Nanjing threw the wine glass in his hand on the round table, got up and left indifferently.

Ji Lingxi looked at his departing figure, and sat on the ground with a weak body.

She couldn't figure it out anyway.

obviously lived a lifetime, but he still has to repeat the sorrow of the previous life.

has tried very hard to avoid Nanjing, annoying him, but in the end he still can't escape the fate of becoming his pillow person.

She pressed her face to the ground, tears falling silently.

What kind of nightmare is it? would make her so afraid of the place of Ronghua Palace.

But where do we start with all this?

It seems that it should start from the year she recovered from falling into the water.

Because of that little flower, she became the follower behind Nanjingjing.

No matter how Nanjing ignored her, she didn't have the face to follow.

On the first night of returning to Ronghua Palace, Ji Lingxi had a dream.

She went back to when she was eight years old, back to the days when she followed Minami Jing and was his little tail.

When Ji Lingxi was eight years old, Nanjing was already ten years old, but the handsomeness between her eyebrows and eyes was already a little revealed, and the little maid in the labyrinth palace couldn't take her eyes off it at all.

Ji Lingxi knew Nan Fengli not because he saw him, but because he was chasing his mother on the way.

His mother made a mistake at that time and was beaten into the cold palace by Nan Fengyi.

He was a little one, crying and making trouble, chasing his mother all the way to the figure of his mother being taken away by the guards.

kept shouting the sentence "Mother, please, please don't go, at least don't leave Jing'er alone, I will be very obedient, I will not be angry with my mother again......"

He kept chasing after his mother and shouting this sentence until he finally collapsed on the path of the palace.

It was the spring equinox, and the spring rain was dripping.

Nanjing's small body sat on the small garden stone path and cried silently.

is the age that should be cared for in his hands, but he has to accept the fact that he will never see his mother again.

Ji Lingxi passed by the small garden at this time, she was wearing a red dress, and she was particularly eye-catching in this flower-filled garden.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, she quietly came to the back of Nanjing, holding the handle of the umbrella in her immature hand, trying to block the drizzle falling from the world for Nanjing, and her immature voice whispered softly, "Don't cry." ”

Nanjing looked up at the little girl holding the umbrella for him without saying a word, wearing soaked and some heavy clothes and some kneeling numb feet, he got up with some difficulty, pushed hard, and ran without looking back, only hearing the little girl's cry behind him.

At the age of twelve, it really became the last memory he wanted to remember.

A small flower, a chance encounter, their fate is so wonderful.

But how could Ji Lingxi later think that this was actually a bad fate.

Since that encounter in the small garden, Ji Lingxi has always wanted to protect this distressing little boy.

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