In the Zhaoyang Palace, Fan Guifei looked at He Jingying with disgust: "You said you, these days, you don't know how to help me." For the wedding of the two princes, King Baling and King Xin'an, the bride can't wear the same clothes, right? Wedding clothes, skulls, phoenix crowns, everything must be good, and none of them can be the same. Do you think this makes this a choice? In case one likes and one doesn't like it, who does you think that this palace is biased? Those people in the Shanggong Bureau also don't have long brains, two brides, but Zhuyu uses the same, how can this work. ”

He Jingying listened to Fan Guifei's babbling words, and was in a trance, as if the old days had returned. In the past, she was like this, often coming to Chaoyang Hall and chatting with Fan Guifei, so that Fan Guifei could find a reason to drink some wine.

Those days on the line of life and death seemed like a dream. Together with Xiao Lian, it was like a dream.

On that day, she came out of the East Palace, fell down the steps, had a high fever, and fell asleep for two days. She wakes up in a trance, and many times thinks she's just a dream. If it weren't for the absence of Chun'er and Ma Cheng in the East Palace, and the fat tiger occasionally screamed twice in the East Palace, she might not be able to tell the difference.

Xiao Zhaoye's move to the East Palace can be regarded as hasty. He didn't need to be in such a hurry, but he had to move in within two days. When she moved to the East Palace, He Jingying's illness had not yet retreated, and she was helped all the way into the East Palace by Sui Lian.

Xiao Zhaoye is still the same as before, and he doesn't know what he is busy with in the court. But every night when he returned to the East Palace, he would go to He Jingying's bedroom and possess her strongly.

Thinking of this, He Jingying couldn't help but shudder.

When Xiao Zhaoye did that every night, he seemed to be in a hurry to prove something. Not once did she feel pleasure. From the beginning, she hoped that Xiao Zhaoye would end quickly. At the end of each time, she would have an extra bruise on her body.

After every time, Xiao Zhaoye would humbly beg her for forgiveness.

If Xiao Zhaoye during the day is still the same as Xiao Zhaoye before, then at night, he seems to have completely become another person, another person who has the same memories but is a complete stranger.

Fan Guifei was still babbling: "A-Ying, what do you say is the red bead pendant on the phoenix crown?" Garnet is auspicious, but red agate is beautiful. Fan Guifei raised her head and happened to see He Jingying's slightly pale face, and was startled: "A-Ying, what's wrong with you?" Is it that the illness has not recovered yet? ”

He Jingying came back to her senses and quickly smiled: "It's been good for a long time." ”

Fan Guifei asked, "Then what were you thinking just now?" ”

He Jingying said: "I was thinking that you just said that you were afraid that the bride would think you were partial, but I think that Miss Wang and Princess Changle are not such people." ”

Fan Guifei glanced at He Jingying reproachfully: "These are all questions asked by this palace a long time ago." Why does this palace feel that you have been unhappy every day since you came to the East Palace? It's even more ugly than the time you came out of the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. ”

He Jingying explained: "Maybe it's just that I'm not used to moving to the palace. ”

When Fan Guifei heard He Jingying say this, she felt that it was reasonable, and sighed and said, "You will have to get used to it in the future." That's it in the palace. Everything is good for food and clothing, but it's just stuffy. ”

He Jingying said with a smile: "If you talk like this, aren't you afraid that the emperor will listen to it and blame it?" ”

Fan Guifei nodded at He Jingying: "Look, this palace is stuffy like this." If you are not careful, you will be hit by the board, and if it is serious, you can't even keep the head on your neck. ”

He Jingying said: "In this palace, you, the noble concubine who commands the harem, also think so? ”

Fan Guifei finally threw aside the drawings of those wedding clothes, and said with her hand: "What about the concubine Niangniang?" Even the queen is the same. Don't look at the favor of this palace, maybe one day if you fall down, you will fall more ugly than anyone. ”

He Jingying hurriedly said: "Why do you say such unlucky words? ”

Fan Guifei said indifferently: "There are too many intrigues and tricks in this harem, if such a sentence makes the palace fall, there is no need for this concubine in the palace to do it." ”

Fan Guifei glanced at the maid and eunuch beside her and waved her hand. The maid walked backwards out of the Chaoyang Hall with the drawings in her hand, and closed the door gently.

Fan Guifei looked at He Jingying and asked, "Are you worried about the matter of Concubine Feng?" ”

didn't wait for He Jingying to answer. Fan Guifei continued: "It's really uninteresting to have a helpful old minister, so I have to talk about you if you are not a concubine." Just like when the emperor wanted to establish the palace as the queen, it has to be said that the palace did not give birth to a dragon son. Fan Guifei sighed faintly and said: "But this palace worked hard to give birth to Fu Lin and injured the roots, so there is still that blessing to give birth to a dragon." But after so many years, the palace sits in the position of the concubine, and the emperor has never crowned the queen again, right? ”

He Jingying smiled slightly: "The emperor treats his mother sincerely. ”

Fan Guifei sneered: "What is really to treat this palace." If it weren't for Empress Wu Mu, how could this palace hurt the roots. ”

He Jingying was taken aback and looked at Fan Guifei in some surprise.

Fan Guifei said: "Girl, this palace is telling you that sometimes it is not a good thing to make men ashamed of you." Especially the one who can ascend to the Ninety-Five Supreme. ”

This sentence can be said to be a big rebellion. The emperor is still on the throne, how can it be said that anyone else can ascend to the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, even if it is the emperor's favorite grandson, the emperor's grandson.

He Jingying lowered her eyes: "I remember Niangniang's lesson." ”

Fan Guifei's face was still a little serious, and instantly softened again: "When you married the Law Body, he was still a prince, of course I hope you can love each other, and others can't bother you." It's just that he is now the prince, which is different from before. ”

He Jingying raised her head youngly: "Why did Niangniang suddenly say this?" ”

A look of surprise flashed on Fan Guifei's face: "Don't you know?" The grandson accepted the youngest daughter of the Xu family, and she will be sent to the East Palace today. The title was set on the same day as the canonization ceremony. ”

He Jingying was struck by lightning. The youngest daughter of the Xu family? Xu Wanyu's sister?

Xu Wanyu's blood had not yet dispersed in the Mei Courtyard, so he approached Xu Wanyu's sister to the East Palace?

He Jingying's heart was cold, and she stood up suddenly. "Mother, I'll take my leave first."

After that, He Jingying almost ran out of the Chaoyang Palace.

In the study of the East Palace, there is still a strong sandalwood incense. Siu Chiu Yip is working on some recitals. As soon as he saw He Jingying come to the study, he put the music in his hand aside. He looked directly at He Jingying's eyes full of anger, and asked coldly, "You know everything?" ”

He Jingying smiled sarcastically: "Don't you think you should give me an explanation?" ”

Xiao Zhaoye shook his hand and frowned: "Do you think I should explain it to you?" ”

He Jingying held back her anger and asked, "Xu Wanyu, don't you remember what he did?" ”

Xiao Zhaoye looked at He Jingying indifferently: "You mean she burned Yiyue Pavilion?" ”

He Jingying's five fingers were tightly tucked and hidden under the wide sleeves.

Xiao Zhaoye smiled coldly: "That's all from the previous life." Forget it. ”

Forgot? He even said he forgot? He Jingying looked at Xiao Zhaoye in disbelief.

Xiao Zhaoye leaned back in the chair and crossed his slender ten fingers in front of his chest: "What's more, this is not Xu Wanyu, she is just Xu Wanyu's half-sister." “

He Jingying looked at Xiao Zhaoye's eyes as deep as a cold pool and trembled: "You don't hate her? ”

Xiao Zhaoye was silent for a long time and said, "Hate." She deserves to die. But she's dead too. ”

He Jingying: "Then why do you want to marry the daughter of the Xu family?" ”

The corners of Xiao Zhaoye's mouth hooked up a sarcastic smile, and he Jingying's eyes seemed to be looking at a joke: "She is her, and the Xu family is the Xu family." Xu Xiaosi is the right servant of Shangshu, and he has real power in his hands. Do you know why I used to raise Xu Wanyu but didn't touch her? ”

He Jingying snorted and said, "Don't you like her?" ”

Xiao Zhaoye sneered: "Only you women will talk about love." Although Xu Wanyu is only a concubine, she is the pearl of Xu Xiaosi's palm. In order to make his daughter favored, what do you think Xu Xiaosi will do? ”

He Jingying's face turned pale: "But Xu Wanyu burned Yiyue Pavilion, and there may not be no support from the Xu family behind it." ”

Xiao Zhaoye shook his head: "This matter may not have anything to do with the Xu family. The Xu family has no reason to want my life. Didn't you find it all? I'm afraid that my seventh uncle is more likely to kill me than the Xu family. ”

So that's all there is to it? It turned out that his snub to Xu Wanyu was not because of himself. Those deep meanings are all for outsiders to see? Have you always been wishful thinking?

He Jingying's lips trembled and asked, "Then why did you jump into the fire?" ”

Finally, a crack appeared on Xiao Zhaoye's calm face, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes: "It's all from the previous life, I can't remember." ”

He Jingying was like a fish in her throat, as if something was blocked in her chest, and she couldn't find a breakthrough. Her eyes were sour, but she couldn't shed a tear. She blessed Xiao Zhaoye: "The concubine has retired." ”

Xiao Zhaoye has a saying that is right, only women will put love on their lips. The current Xiao Zhaoye just gave her a holy decree, a benefactor of Ganoderma lucidum.

Love is an inexhaustible debt.

But kindness can be repaid.

And so, very well.

The moment He Jingying turned around, there was a sound of porcelain falling to the ground behind her. The door of the study in front of her was pushed open by Xu Longju. But before Xu Longju stepped into the house, an angry shout came from behind He Jingying: "Get out!" ”

Xu Longju looked at He Jingying again and again, and closed the door helplessly.

The next moment, He Jingying's shoulder was clamped by a cold hand. A strong blow came from her shoulder, and she was thrown on the desk in the study with a light slam. The waist hit the desk, and the pain rushed to the brain with the spine, and He Jingying suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. The inkstones, pen holders, and concertans on the desk fell to the ground one after another.

The cold hand pinched He Jingying's white neck again, and Xiao Zhaoye's cold eyes were only within reach: "Am I not good enough for you?" ”

Xiao Zhaoye's hand added some strength and said: "I gave you the best things, aren't you happy?" “

If that's what she's been so desperate to get back.

Then you might as well die.

He Jingying didn't struggle at all, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Slap", a heavy slap on He Jingying's face. Xiao Zhaoye's eyes were flushed: "What do you mean by this?" ”

The palm of the hand that was holding the neck had loosened. He Jingying tasted a rusty smell in her throat again, and her left cheek hurt hotly. She slowly raised her hand and wiped a trace of blood from the corner of her mouth.

Xiao Zhaoye's anger still gathered in his eyes, as if he wanted to burn He Jingying clean: "What do you mean by this?" Do you want to die? Do you want to go down with him? Accompany that person? ”

He Jingying sneered, is this the demon that made Xiao Zhaoye change? That person? Xiao Zhaoye didn't even dare to say Xiao Lian's name.

He Jingying's sneer made Xiao Zhaoye feel a little scared again. He held He Jingying's face, and the kiss fell on He Jingying's face like raindrops: "I don't allow you to go!" I don't! You belong to me! ”

Xiao Zhaoye's kiss turned from cold to hot, and there was something more in his crazy eyes.

The fear in her heart finally turned into disgust in He Jingying's heart. "Smack". He Jingying slapped Xiao Zhaoye in the face.

Xiao Zhaoye was stunned and covered his face: "You hit me?" ”

He Jingying sneered: "Can't you fight? What can you get from me? Ho family? The He family is now weak, and even if I die, the He family will not be able to find another master. So what's the deal? ”

Xiao Zhaoye gritted his teeth and said, "I am your husband!" Shouldn't you honor me and love me? ”

He Jingying was in a trance for a moment, and the corners of her mouth hooked slightly: "I once respected you and loved you, and regarded you as life." I thought that if there was any accident, I would use this life to accompany you. ”

He Jingying smiled miserably: "It's just wishful thinking." ”

Xiao Zhaoye was stunned, and there was a hint of loosening on his cloudy face: "You chose me?" Did you really choose me? He suddenly stretched out his hand, held He Jingying's shoulders, and rubbed it up and down as if to help her ward off the cold.

The unfading anger was mixed with a bit of joy, and complex emotions surged in Xiao Zhaoye's eyes: "No, it's not wishful thinking, look at me." A-Ying, look at me. ”

He straightened He Jingying's shoulders and said eagerly, "I also died for you once, didn't I?" ”

"Really?" He Jingying smiled miserably.

Is it really for her?

Is there really no other reason?

The scene of throwing herself into the sea of fire moved He Jingying for too long. And this emotion finally faded at this moment today.

He died for her, didn't she also pay for her life?

He Jingying opened her lips lightly: "You don't have to." ”

There was a soft knock on the door of the study.

Xiao Zhaoye was furious: "Get out! ”

The man outside the door of the study did not leave, but said: "Your Royal Highness, Miss Xu has been delivered, and the concubine asks you where Miss Xu should be placed?" ”

It was Xu Meiren who followed Fan Guifei in Zhaoyang Palace.

The corners of He Jingying's mouth hooked up a sarcastic smile. She watched Xiao Zhaoye put away the madness and anger in her body little by little, and then hid under her mask-like face.

Xiao Zhaoye coldly threw down a sentence: "I won't let you die, if you dare to try, I will make your life worse than death." What are you from...... There is no longer any use value. “

(End of chapter)