"There's no urgency." Zhu Chongguang suddenly remembered something more important and said to Zhu Xiujin.

"Father wants to ask about the Huo family's girl, right?" Zhu Xiujin understood it and smiled.

"I accompanied the emperor in the palace last night to discuss the affairs of the Western Regions, and I haven't had time to ask you for a while."

Zhu Chongguang took a sip of the gradually cooling tea, and the tea that was still fragrant when it was warm tasted slightly bitter at the moment.

Zhu Xiujin hesitated for a while and said, "I can't say a word about this, my father listened to me slowly." ”

Zhu Chongguang nodded in agreement.

Zhu Xiujin pondered for a moment and said, "Father also knows that his son and Ji Yuan have known each other since childhood, and one year, the Queen Mother gave Ji Yuan a jujube red BMW, he loves it very much, and every time the riding master teaches, he will ride that horse." ”

Thinking back to Ji Yuan at that time, he was far less deep than the city government now, and he could still feel what he liked and what he hated.

"However, the Queen Mother finally killed the horse." Zhu Xiujin still remembered Ji Yuan's eyes when he saw the horse corpse that day, manic and desperate, over the years, there was only one appearance.

"The Queen Mother thinks that Ji Yuan should not show a preference for an item, even if this thing was given to him by the Queen Mother herself." Zhu Chongguang smiled.

The Queen Mother admires the wrists and minds of the first emperor, and she has really imitated the first emperor all her life.

I can't wait to carve my grandson to be colder and better than the first emperor.

"After all, since that day, Ji Yuan has never shown preference." Zhu Xiujin said, "But yesterday in the palace, my son just said a few words to the girl of the Huo family, and he came over with Monsoon." The son's instinct was that he did it on purpose. ”

"According to what you say, he loves that girl of the Huo family very much?" Zhu Chongguang made some senses.

Zhu Xiujin shook his head, "Ji Yuan is very good at hiding his emotions, which is what makes his son feel entangled. ”

"Before, my son firmly believed in Ji Yuan's sincerity, but suddenly, my son thought of the story of the horse and became suspicious."

Zhu Chongguang motioned for him to continue.

"Ji Yuan's preference, will it really not put the Huo family girl in a dangerous situation?" Zhu Xiujin asked rhetorically, "If you treat it as a treasure, you should be cautious." ”

"It's like setting her up as a target for someone else to deal with."

Zhu Xiujin is deeply aware of his father, and he is an out-and-out conspirator, and he is no exception in emotional matters.

"And what do you want to do?" Zhu Chongguang thought about it for a while, Zhu Xiujin's suspicion was not unreasonable.

"My son approached the Huo family girl first, and after a long time, the truth and falsehood ......" Zhu Xiujin said this, and smiled sadly, "Naturally, it will come out." ”

"If Ji Yuan really loves her, this is Ji Yuan's rare weakness......"

Zhu Xiujin sighed, he had been observing Ji Yuan for a long time, and this was a breakthrough that he saw with a very high possibility.

"Even if it's just a target, my son wants her to play her due role."

There was a woman weaving cloth in a room, her face could not be seen clearly, only her back.

Suddenly, there was a graceful woman dancing a cheerful whirlwind dance in the desert.

Suddenly, the scene changed-

The beautiful girl's blood flowed all over the ground, and she died of despair, her eyes wide open, and she couldn't blink to death.

"Girl, girl......"

Huo Shui'er slowly opened her eyes, the air was moist, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers on the tip of her nose.

Maybe it's because it's raining outside, and it's slightly cool.

I felt that my forehead was wet, and when I reached out and touched it, I found that I was sweating a lot.

Hongli was worried, helped Huo Shui'er sit up, and took a pillow to cushion her.

"The girl is scared." She twisted a warm handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead for Huo Shui'er.

Then he went to the gilded stove and added a little soothing incense.

"On the way back last night, the girl lost her soul, what's wrong?"

"I always dream of the woman's death, and there are some very strange scenes."

Huo Shui'er thought of those unrelated pictures and rubbed her temples. Splitting headaches.

Hongli hurriedly pressed her head, and after a while, she sighed, "Girl, this is a nightmare." ”

"Let's let Shiso prescribe you a few patches of medicine and take it." Hongli suggested.

"Forget it." Huo Shui'er waved her hand, "If you press it like this, it's much more relaxed." ”

"It's not a big deal, I should have been frightened by the woman's death yesterday."

Huo Shui'er didn't even dare to kill a chicken in later generations, but when he came to Great Xia, he witnessed the killing.

Looking back on it now, I have palpitations.

She thought of the little female official who made a bet with Queen Xu in Shangyang Palace that day, and closed her eyes slightly, she must have been on the road......

"Girl, there is milk purple potato soup warm on the stove in the small kitchen, bring some to use."

"Okay."

Hongli set up a small wooden table for Huo Shui'er on the bed and brought a bowl of hot milk purple potato porridge.

Dark purple blends with white, and the light purple porridge is served in a delicate white porcelain bowl.

Hongli pushed open the window, and the fresh air came in after the rain, and the room was refreshing.

Huo Shui'er took the book and read it, but she couldn't read the words.

That's it, and he threw the notebook aside.

She stared out the window at a flower. Why is the woman in the dream weaving? Why did she come to assassinate the emperor?

The flowers were covered with undripped dew, and they were quiet, and no one answered her questions.