In this way, for the first time in the world, Emperor Qitai did not ask Zhen to stay, but let her go to the side hall to rest.

Zhen answered—she was really tired, tired.

After looking at Emperor Qitai and closing her eyes again to rest, she slowly walked out of Sanxi Hall.

This small temple is just behind the Heart Cultivation Palace, and as soon as you go out, you can see the cornices of the Heart Cultivation Hall not far away, where there are still ladders, and there are palace people banging on the eaves, repairing the traces left by the fierce battle that night.

The clanging sound of hammers accentuated the silence around him, and Zhen stood in the sunlight and watched for a while, when he suddenly saw Qiu Shi come back a little depressed.

She stopped her way to the side hall and waited in place with some concern.

"Ah, Niangniang......" Qiu Shi didn't see Zhen standing on the top of the stone steps until he was in front of the steps, and he quickly knelt down.

"Coming back from Qinyuan?" Zhen said softly.

"Yes," Qiu Shi scratched his face, "slave...... The slave and maid messengers did not do it well...... I can only hurry back and ask the mother and the emperor for guilt. ”

Zhen blinked, "What's wrong?" ”

"The reward that slaves and maids have given these days...... Heng Yuanjun didn't accept it once. ”

Qiu Shi said with a sad face - in the past, when he reported the good news to Emperor Jianxi, no one dared to openly say that he would not be rewarded.

"Not once......" Zhen muttered.

"Huh." Qiu Shi nodded, "But according to Niangniang's instructions, the slave maid asked those people from the Internal Affairs Office to change the layout of the house for Qinyuan again, and also re-measured the size of his clothes, and the new clothes are estimated to be ready in two days." ”

Zhen nodded, "Is Gonggong Huang okay?" ”

As soon as he talked about Huang Chongde, Qiu Shi's eyes suddenly turned red, and after the rebellion, his first reaction was to rush to the prison to save people, poor Huang Chongde, a kind old man, was tied to the torture pillar alone, his body was scarred, and he hung his head unconscious.

Qiu Shi bowed his head and said, "Thank you for the queen's thoughts, Huang Gonggong is fine, but he is old, and the injuries on his body are not so easy to heal, the medicine palace doctors who should be prescribed have been prescribed, and the slaves and maids will take care of them carefully every day......"

"If the medicine prescribed by the palace doctor doesn't improve," Zhen said softly, "go to the Tai Hospital and ask the Tai Doctor." ”

"Eh, okay...... Good! Qiu Shi nodded again and again, and choked up for a while, "Xie Niangniang......"

Under Qiu Shi's eyes, Zhen slowly left Sanxi Hall, she retreated most of the palace people, and walked slowly in the direction of Qinyuan with only two personal maids.

On the road from Wumen to Qinyuan, Zhen followed his father many times when he was a child.

Now it is the height of summer, and in the faint chirping of cicadas, everything seems to have returned to the past, but the stone bricks on the ground are getting more and more dilapidated, and the stone walls on both sides of the road are becoming more and more mottled.

At the end of the silent path, she saw a half-hidden gate, covered with layers of iron locks. The wooden texture of the former Zhumen can now be clearly seen.

I don't know how many chains have been changed over the years, leaving dark brown rust on the door.

"Mother, watch your step." The servant on the side reminded in a low voice, Zhen looked in front of him slightly, and saw a few scattered broken bricks not far away.

Zhen bypassed them.

"Do you want the slave to pass the word first?"

"Go ahead." Zhen nodded.

However, before the maid could approach the gate of Qinyuan, the two heavy wooden doors had already opened from the inside.

Han Chong walked out of it, "Humble duty, I've seen the queen mother." ”

Zhen's gaze did not evade, and she said in a low voice, "Is Heng Yuanjun here?" ”

"Apart from here, Ming Gong has always had nowhere else to go." Han Chong replied directly, "I heard that Niangniang is coming, and he sent me to greet him." ”

"Ming Gong ......" Zhen repeated the title in a low voice, and laughed a little self-deprecatingly, "Is it fun to hide behind the scenes?" ”

Han Chong took two steps back to the side, and after Zhen stepped into Qinyuan, he slowly followed back to the courtyard.

The servant who was following Zhen couldn't help but shudder at the moment when they misaligned with Han Chong - even though they had never seen this tall man before, they instinctively sensed danger when they approached.

The courtyard of Qinyuan has been completely renewed.

The weeds in the yard had been removed and refurbished, there were still a few mud marks on the ground that had not been completely removed, and the swings were still dangling under the thick branches of the white banyan trees, but the whole yard was empty and there was no one in it.

Zhen stood in the courtyard and stopped moving forward.

It was around this time that she smelled a strange scent of tea wafting from the room.

The aroma of this tea was mixed with a very strong cinnamon aroma, and Zhen was slightly stunned - she almost forgot about this taste.

In fact, except in Qinyuan, there is no such tea fragrance anywhere else. Of all the people Zhen had seen, only the first prince would throw these strange things into the tea soup, and the taste of cooking was more like drinking soup than drinking tea.

Zhen doesn't like to drink this kind of tea, but she loves the lotus sweet crisp that comes with this tea, for this sweet crisp, she often drank several large bowls of tea soup when she was a child, and she is still unsatisfied.

And every time she comes to Qinyuan, the palace people here will also prepare two sweet cakes for her, one to eat here, and the other to take home to enjoy.

The memories of the past are like a cloud of smoke, and now almost everything here is shouting at her, "things are not people".

Zhen didn't speak, she stared silently at the deep door.

The maidservants stood behind Zhen a little bewildered, not understanding what Zhen was waiting for.

After a long while, Heng Yuanjun slowly walked out of the house.

He changed his clothes, silk clothes that he had rarely worn before, and the color of the clothes was very light, silver white with a little light blue when the sky was about to dawn.

"Won't you come in?" He smiled and said, "I've prepared your favorite Xianggu tea." ”

"Come out and talk." Zhen said softly, "You should have a lot to say to me?" ”

A brief moment of disappointment flashed in Heng Yuanjun's eyes, but soon he regained the smile on his face and slowly stepped out of the threshold and into the sun.

Heng Yuanjun faintly felt a little nervous.

It's a strange feeling......

He didn't know where to put his two hands, and he always felt that it was a little strange for them to hang down on his sides, and it looked a little restrained when they were clasped in front of him.

But if you have to turn your back on your back, it looks a little too arrogant.

He endured the corners of his mouth that were almost raised, and slowly walked to Zhen's side.

Zhen's face was a little bad today, and he looked even haggard than the last time he was in the Heart Cultivation Palace-Heng Yuanjun heard that it was all because she had been reluctantly taking care of Emperor Qitai day and night these days.

And her wrinkles ...... The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and mouth, Heng Yuanjun stared at these unfamiliar lines.

Under the indentation of these times, he can still recognize Zhen's original face.

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