In the Mu Ge Garden.

Qingge looked at everything outside the window, except for the red and swollen eyes in his eyes, he couldn't see anything else.

Hui'er walked over, put a fox fur on her, turned around and took out a bottle of ointment, and said softly: "There is news from the palace that the queen mother is sick again, and I heard that this time it is very serious. ”

"Well, if there are fewer people, you can also take a look." Qingge spoke slowly.

"Okay." Hui'er said lightly, applying the ointment to the man's injury.

"Sss Unconsciously took a breath, and the wound on this finger was touched by Hui'er, and she realized that it was so painful.

Seeing this, Hui'er moved lightly in her hands, thought about it for a while, and still spoke: "Your Majesty also went, I heard that there was a lot of fire, and I scolded a few people." ”

"Well, those people should be taught a lesson, it's cold, how dare you ask the queen to come out in her underwear."

"Yinuwen said that the queen really played a good deck of cards, not only saved her sister, but now, she has won the grace of Your Majesty." Mei'er walked over, holding tea in her hand, and her words were all dissatisfied with the dumping.

Qingge glanced at the man and didn't speak.

"If you don't know, don't say more." Hui'er's words were so casual, and her eyes looked at the wounds on the singer, which were dense and really scary.

"How much does Sister Hui'er know?" Meier asked her rhetorically.

When Hui'er heard this, she turned her head to look at her, unwilling to argue with her, and walked to the side and washed her hands.

Mei'er looked at her, and her heart was also unhappy, so she said with a thorn: "If you hadn't gone to ventilate and report the news, how could I escape, twenty lashes is enough to turn the queen and His Majesty against each other." ”

As if she hadn't heard, Hui'er took the water with her fingers and gently put it to Qingge's lips, Qingge remembered her hand, although she didn't like it, she still took a sip.

"Why, you don't speak? Do you feel ashamed that you are so kind to your mother, and you are holding back your legs. "Mei'er is a little reluctant.

When Hui'er heard this, she looked at her again, and didn't want to say more, put the teacup aside, turned around and instructed others to prepare things for bathing.

"Mei'er." In the end, Qingge opened his mouth.

"Mother." Mei'er walked over quickly, like a child begging for candy.

"You go and see if the medicine is good."

"Okay."

Qingge looked at Mei'er's bouncing appearance, and couldn't help but hold her forehead, and Hui'er on the side saw it and said, "Niangniang relax, Hui'er will look at her in the future." ”

Qingge shook her head weakly, "She is different from Liu'er, although Liu'er is not smart, she also knows how many catties and taels she has, and she won't come nonsense, but this person is ......"

Qingge said, feeling that his head hurt even more.

She really doesn't know if this Mei'er is sent by Jin Mu to help her or fix her now.

"But Hui'er is also very curious, if there are pros and cons, then Miss Mo's execution is a better result." Hui'er looked at the people in front of her, although she hadn't seen everything, but from the later dictation, she also knew a lot, she wanted to move the queen, as Mei'er said, if His Majesty and the queen are not compatible, there will naturally be more opportunities.

Qingge glanced at the person in front of him, just smiled and didn't speak.

"Niangniang, is Jue Hui'er right?"

"It's not."

“？”

Hui'er didn't know.

It's like she doesn't know why she went to the queen to save the man.

Qingge looked at her and thought to herself, "I just don't want to do too much killing." ”

When Hui'er heard this, her eyes sank, and now that she is like this, it is really the best result.

The Seven Princes' Mansion.

Jin Bai is still walking in the garden as usual, carefully selecting flowers, a blue brocade robe dragged behind him, wearing a jade hairpin on his head, snow-white, only a iris is carved at the tail of the hairpin, hearing the sound, slowly looking forward.

When I saw the person in front of me, I couldn't help but smile on my face.

Zihao looked at the person in front of him, his face was a little calmer, and he stepped forward, hugged her, and looked at the hairpin on his hair.

"What's wrong?" Jin Bai asked with a smile.

"This hairpin is not a pair after all." Zihao spoke softly, and the person in front of him was a little heavier.

"This hairpin is a pair?"

"Well, it's a family heirloom from my mother's family, and my brother has one each." Zihao said, his fingers attached to the hosta, and his eyes were even deeper.

"What's the story of this hairpin?" Jin Bai spoke, she knew from the wedding night he gave herself, but she never had a chance to speak.

"There's no story, it's just that my mother once said that she wanted to give her the person she loved the most." Ziqian spoke slowly, but his eyes were even deeper.

"So what?" Jin Bai didn't know what it meant.

Ziqian let go of her, looked at it with both eyes, and said, "What the imperial brother gave is not Qingge." ”

Jin Bai's brows furrowed. "Who is that for?"

"Dump."

Jin Bai's brows furrowed even more, but his mouth was very calm: "What is that Zihao wondering about?" ”

Zihao didn't speak, but his eyes were even deeper.

"Your Majesty's heart, isn't Zihao clear, he really only pays Qingge." Jin Bai spoke softly.

She can find all this in this story because Ziqian's love for Qingge is very pure and sincere, and no matter what happens, she has never doubted Qingge.

"Really?" Zihao's eyes sank.

Jin Bai didn't speak, but he didn't know what this meant.

"Jinbai, do you want to hear a story?" Ziqian let go of the man and pulled her slowly towards the room.

Jin Bai thought about it in his heart, but still nodded.

"Ziqian was originally a love person." Zihao said, his eyes looking ahead.

When Jin Bai heard this, her brows couldn't help frowning, impossible, this is not her setting, in her setting, Ziqian only loves Qingge. And for the dumping, that's only ......

The brow furrowed, for the tilt, what is that? She hadn't thought about it.

"He also gave the hairpin given by his mother to the woman, showing his sincerity, but ......"

Zihao's eyes deepened.

"But what?"

"However, I don't know what happened to him, when he came back, his heart became Qingge, but for the pouring, he gave all the love." Zihao said, looking ahead with his eyes, and finally felt a little strange.

"Your Majesty may have really fallen in love with Qingge at that time?" Jin Bai spoke softly.

"Really?" Zihao spoke, his eyes looking ahead.

"Jinbai."

"Huh?"

"Do you say it will be, we are all being fiddled with, who we love, who we don't love, who we cherish, and who we give up, are also in the setting."

Jin Bai's heart was suddenly shocked, and his body couldn't help but stiffen.

Zihao felt her stiffness, smiled at her, asked her to sit down, picked up the tea on the side, and put it in her hand.

"But I'm scared of you, so I'll talk about it casually." Zihao squatted in front of her.

When Jin Bai heard this, he also came back to his senses, smiled, and said, "How could it be, Jin Bai was just thinking about when you came to such an idea." ”