Ziqian's fingers let go, and the person in his arms also pushed into Hui'er's arms, turned around, and knew in his heart that he couldn't sink down.

Fang took a step, his fingers were suddenly grabbed, and his heart was suddenly picked up, even if he didn't look back, he knew who that person was.

"Don't go."

The eyes of the man behind him were still closed, but the body was standing, and the words were soft, a prayer he had never heard before.

Ziqian's fingers trembled, and finally withdrew his hand. Walking forward, the wind caressed the robe, and there was an incomprehensible emotion in his eyes.

"I was wrong."

The person behind him is another sentence.

Ziqian stood on his feet, his fingers in his sleeves clenched, "When can you stop using your hypocritical means, which one of your crying and laughing is true?" ”

When Qingge heard this, his eyes opened, looking at the back, tears rolled down instantly, "You ......"

She didn't finish her words, but the person in front of her had already left, and her steps were decisive.

The singer's fingers clenched, and finally, his eyes closed slightly, and the man disappeared into the darkness, this sentence was heavier than all the previous words.

……

"Mother, Your Majesty is gone."

After a long time, Hui'er Fang looked at the person who had not moved and spoke softly.

"yes, I see." Qingge opened his eyes again, turned around and spoke calmly.

Hui'er couldn't help but be shocked in her heart, what she saw just now was the woman she saw for the first time, dressed in white, and she was not shocked by everything.

"Let's go back."

Qingge opened his mouth and slowly walked towards Qingzhufang, without saying a word, his expression was unknown.

"Yes."

The two walked one after the other, not noticing that one was watching in the dark.

"Let people follow, be careful." Ziqian looked at the backs of the two.

"Yes."

Gonggong Gao glanced at the eunuch behind him, the eunuch was also a sensible person, and he hurriedly followed, but he didn't follow very closely.

Ziqian glanced at it, turned around, and walked slowly without purpose.

……

Jiao'er returned to the dormitory, sat on the highest, looked ahead, rubbed her fingertips, and the flames jumped in the lantern, but for some reason she looked a little arrogant.

Mo Lan gently added water to the person in front of him, stood respectfully, and didn't say much, but the rare depth of those eyes.

"You did it on purpose?"

After a long time, Jiao'er was the first to speak.

Looking at the person in front of him, he was less immature than he didn't understand anything.

"Yes." Mo Lan smiled slightly, but replied very simply.

"When did you find out?" Jiao'er looked at the person in front of her, she had been by her side all the time, and it stands to reason that she couldn't know.

"The slave and maid did not find out." Look at the person in front of you.

"Then why are you ......?"

"The slave maid only heard some of the methods of the person named Hui'er in the palace, so from the moment she entered the palace, she thought in her heart, although she did not guess what she meant, but she also felt that it was better to bring a fragile thing, and if something really happened, it was easy to make a noise." Mo Lan spoke softly and said what she thought in her heart.

"You have a little more thought, but you ......" Jiao'er listened to the words, collected the emotions on her face, and looked ahead.

It's just that......

It's just that His Majesty's obsession with that person can't be reminded by breaking an object.

Mo Lan naturally knew what the unfinished words in her words meant, but she also knew that it was not a matter of admitting defeat now, so she also said softly: "What are the plans?" ”

When Jiao'er heard this, she turned her head and was about to say something, but when she went to the corner of the sky, she saw a person coming in, took the words in her mouth, and looked at the person who came with her eyes.

"Mother." A palace maid dressed in a pink robe walked in, knelt on her legs, and bowed heavily.

"What?" Jiao'er is lazy in her words.

"It's Sister Liu who came and said that she had something to tell her mother." The little palace maid spoke softly.

Hearing this, Jiao'er waved her hand and said, "Let her in." ”

"Yes."

The palace maid slowly retreated, and after a while, she brought in a palace maid, and that person was none other than the palace maid who Morando had a look at in the garden.

The maid knelt on the ground, and the maid from before walked out and closed the door.

"What?"

Jiao'er opened her mouth casually, her slender fingers picked up the water on the side, and took a sip of tea, and her words were neither light nor heavy.

"Niangniang, the slave maid followed, Your Majesty has not returned to the palace with Concubine Mei." The palace maid's cheeks drooped, buried in the darkness, unable to see the emotions she should have.

When Jiao'er heard this, her face improved slightly, but she felt that it was inappropriate, and then asked, "What happened later?" ”

When the palace maid heard this, she shook her fingers lightly, but she still said truthfully: "Although Your Majesty did not go to Concubine Mei, he hid in the dark and waited for Concubine Mei to leave, and then asked people to escort her carefully." ”

When Jiao'er heard it, her face changed slightly, and Qingge's sentence suddenly popped up in her mind: "Ziqian, you don't love me anymore, it's just that you don't want to be alone, because Qingge will really be uncomfortable." ”

I was so engrossed that I didn't speak for a while.

Mo Lan didn't say anything when she saw it, so she also secretly glanced at Jiao'er, and when she saw her face, she knew what she was thinking, and said softly: "Do you know where Your Majesty has gone?" ”

When the palace maid heard this, she kowtowed again, and said: "I only heard that some people said that they went back to the study, and they did not know where they went, and the slave maid did not know in their hearts." ”

"How could you not know?"

Mo Lan looked at the person in front of him, this palace maid had wasted a lot of effort to get it in their hands, and now she said it as if it was useless.

When the palace maid heard this, her body couldn't help shaking, and she said with a slight trembling: "After Your Majesty left, she didn't let everyone follow, leaving only Gonggong Gao, where he went, the slave and maid really don't know." ”

“……”

Mo Lan's brows also furrowed, but Jiao'er on the side still didn't say anything, her eyes looked at it, and her eyelashes drooped unconsciously.

The air was silent, and after a long time, Jiao'er Fang finally reacted, put down the teacup in her hand, and bowed her hand with pensive eyes.

Seeing this, the maidservant stood up and slowly retreated.

"What does the mother think?"

When Mo Lan saw that the servant girl was gone, she collected the emotions on her face, added another cup of tea to the person in front of her, and said softly.

Jiao'er pondered for a while, but she still didn't say much, or she didn't know how to say it.

Seeing this, Mo Lan looked ahead with her eyes, and after a long time, Fang Kou lightly opened: "According to the slave maid, Niangniang is now just two roads, first, get up from Concubine Mei, and second, ......"

Mo Lan didn't say those two words, but she also saw that Jiao'er's eyes sank.

"What do you think is better?"

Jiao'er looked at the still tea in the cup, but her words were not a little delicate as usual, but a kind of calmness, a kind of calmness in her bones.

"What Niangniang thinks in her heart, the slave and maid are unknowable, but if you don't give it now, how can Niangniang sit in the position she wants to sit?"

Mo Lan said, his finger stretched out, picked up the teacup, his hand tilted slowly, and finally, the finger let go, and the teacup fell to the ground, turning into countless pieces.

Seeing this, Jiao'er's eyes sank, and in the end, she was dyed with a smile.

"Come to think of it, do whatever you want, in order to live up to the prosperity."