An opportunity to stand upright.

Zhen's eyes darkened slightly.

Heng Yuanjun lifted the teapot with water on the side, and gently washed the cup with a slight dark brown tea soup in his hand.

"These years ......"

Heng Yuanjun looked at the cup in his hand, and his voice was soft and smooth.

"Sister Junping, have you ever thought of me?"

Zhen did not answer.

On this day, Zhen did not stay in Qinyuan for a long time, and when he left, Han Chong still came out to see him off.

Heng Yuanjun looked at the back of Zhen's departure, just as expected-Zhen didn't look back once.

Out of Qinyuan, Zhen's pace slowed down.

"Niangniang, do you want to go back to Sanxi Hall to rest? Or go back to Kunning Palace? The servant on the side asked in a low voice.

Zhen thinks about his own business.

Gong Dao is so quiet, and it is so lonely, Zhen thought about seeing Heng Yuanjun today, and somewhere in his heart became slightly sour.

She has not heard from Ah Heng for a long time, and whether this playmate who spent her childhood and youth with her is alive or dead, he has long become an unimportant shadow of the emperor's family.

Zhen sighed softly.

"Mother?" Seeing that Zhen's face seemed to become paler, the maid on the side couldn't help but worry.

"Don't rest, let's go for a walk......" Zhen said softly, she took a few steps forward slowly, and suddenly seemed to remember something, "Master of Ceremonies...... Where is it located? ”

"It should be further west." The servant replied, "It's far from here, and if the lady wants to go, don't move here, and the slave and maid go find a chariot." ”

"No, just walk over slowly." Zhen shook his head and said, "Don't ......be in a hurry."

……

In the depths of the courtyard of the celebrant superintendent, Huang Chongde was asleep.

The old man's sleep was already shallow, let alone under the condition of being covered in scars.

To fall asleep at this moment is to earn - because after sleeping, you don't have to endure the pain in your body anymore.

Yuan Zhen sat at the head of the bed and slowly fanned Huang Chongde.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, it was basically good news that he needed to pass on the decree through the celebrant supervisor, and many of the burdens he had on his body in the past were also stopped after the death of Emperor Jianxi.

Emperor Qitai didn't like Yuan Zhen's murderous face, so he kept Qiu Shi to take care of Sanxitang, but did not send Yuan Zhen a new errand.

But it's just right that there is no faction - and then in this gap, Yuan Zhen has become one of the few idlers in the ceremonial supervisor at this moment, and he has the opportunity to personally take care of Huang Chongde's food, clothing and daily life.

He meticulously took care of the old man who single-handedly carried himself to his current position.

The sound of opening the door and footsteps came from outside the courtyard, although the sound was soft, it was still very harsh in Yuan Zhen's ears - sure enough, although it was only such a slight sound, it still made Huang Chongde slowly open his eyes.

“…… Be...... Who's coming? The old man asked in a low voice.

"I'll take a look." Yuan Zhen put down the fan, "You rest, these people are careless, I'll let them have a long memory." ”

Huang Chongde was amused, but then the wound on his belly hurt because of the slight tremor.

His laugh subsided, "Go ahead, that's pretty much it." ”

Yuan Zhen walked out lightly, but soon, the sound of saluting came from the courtyard.

Huang Chongde heard Yuan Zhen shouting "Queen Mother", and almost immediately reacted - the person who came was Princess Zhen of Yuan Gong.

When Zhen pushed the door in, he saw Huang Chongde barely straighten his upper body.

She almost immediately stepped forward and told Huang Chongde to lie down quickly and not move.

"How can Niangniang come to such a place......" Huang Chongde wrote the sincere fear on his face bluntly, "If you want something, send someone to pass on the slave maid, just send someone to pass on the slave and maid." ”

The maid on the side had already brought a chair with a backrest for Zhen.

"Father-in-law, don't be polite," Zhen said in a low voice, "You have been serving your father, and how many times you have helped us openly and secretly, this palace has always remembered it." ”

"That's not the slave's help," Huang Chongde replied quickly, his voice was already very weak, but it still showed an unhurried bearing, "It's all the will of the saints, it's just ...... He didn't want to say it clearly. ”

Zhen smiled - it is really not for nothing that Huang Chongde has been able to sit firmly in the top spot of the celebrant supervisor.

Until this time, he humbly gave all the credit to the old master at that time.

Maybe it's because he always puts his identity right, so this old man can finally win the trust of Emperor Jianxi......

After the warm greeting at the beginning, Zhen asked about the details of the Shenji Camp with some concern - Emperor Jianxi could bypass the previous dynasty, but he definitely couldn't bypass this real right and left hand around him.

Huang Chongde also gave answers, some of them were straightforward, some of them were cloudy, and in a few important places, often before Zhen finished speaking, he began to cough painfully.

Again and again, Zhen stopped asking—some things didn't need to be said anymore, and from Huang Chongde's many reactions, Zhen had already read the answer he wanted.

She asked Yuan Zhen on the side to pour some warm water for Huang Chongde, and then chatted with Huang Chongde.

Before leaving, she said softly, "If there is anything missing on Father-in-law Huang's side, please speak at any time." ”

"That old slave is ...... brave," Huang Chongde said in a low voice, "I have a wish now." ”

Zhen looked at him earnestly.

"Can you please come into the palace to see me again?"

"Boling?" Zhen was a little surprised, "What's the matter with my father-in-law looking for her?" ”

"Pour ...... There is nothing else, say it, and I am not afraid of the queen's jokes. Huang Chongde smiled, "The slave maid has been in the palace for a lifetime, and if she has no children or daughters, she doesn't think much about what will happen in a hundred years...... But this girl is smart and clever, and the old slave sees her as half a child in his heart. ”

Huang Chongde said this, and Zhen's surprise was even worse.

“…… I don't know how many days this old bone can last," Huang Chongde's voice slowly lowered, and as soon as Yuan Zhen wanted to refute this unlucky nonsense, he heard Huang Chongde say with a bit of calmness.

"In short, if you can see it before you go, you will see it; No, it doesn't matter. ”

"Okay." Zhen nodded, "Bengong knows." ”

Huang Chongde thanked him sincerely, and Zhen really got up to leave, and she told the maidservant beside her that now she planned to go back to the side hall of Sanxi Hall to rest.

The maidservant got the order and quickly went to pass the word, so that the palace people in the side hall could prepare in advance.

Zhen felt that her feet were a little painful, and the only remaining maid Xiaoqing by her side helped her.

"Mother, you can't do this again."

Seeing the other person walking away, Xiaoqing regained a little of her former temperament in the palace, and she became angry with a little worry, "Why are you still the same as when you were in the palace before, the palace is so big...... How can you walk on your feet? ”

"Should I go, I still have to go." Zhen said softly.

She looked at the sky, and the sun was already setting in the west.

Perhaps, she should also find a special time to meet Bai Ling.

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