The cold incense poison is a strange poison in the Western Regions, how dangerous.

Jiao Changqing really couldn't rest assured, after all, there was still residual poison in her body.

In the capital, everyone is preparing for the enthronement ceremony. Jiao Changqing took the initiative to invite Ying and came to the palace in person, so as not to have any more accidents for Meng Xilan.

Meng Xilan recuperated for a few days, only to feel that her body had recovered. However, occasionally caught in the cold wind, her lower abdomen would still wrench and hurt.

After Jiao Changqing diagnosed her pulse, she couldn't help but sigh: "Niangniang's pulse is weak, and she still needs to recuperate with peace of mind, and it is not easy to work hard." ”

Meng Xilan withdrew her hand and said with a smile: "Master, I am now a rich idler, and I have nothing to worry about." ”

Jiao Changqing looked at her face with a seemingly relaxed but heavy smile, and frowned slightly: "Niangniang, the Murong family has a deep grudge against you, and it is very likely that they will take revenge on you." ”

Meng Xilan said lightly: "Thank you for the reminder." They can't protect themselves now, and it's not so easy for them to come to me for trouble. ”

The Murong family was not so much resentful towards her as unwilling. Murong Qiao did misbelieve her, but if he hadn't turned his back on Murong Qiao and Zhou Youlin, then, today, he would have probably become Zhou Youlin's taboo.

Jiao Changqing saw the haze flashing in Meng Xilan's eyes, and pondered for a moment before saying, "Niangniang, aren't you really afraid?" ”

Life and death, after going through so many things, she has really never been timid? Really fearless?

"Master. Why should I be afraid? When Meng Xilan heard this, her eyes were bright and focused, and she looked at him calmly: "I have a clear conscience with Concubine Ning, Prince Xian, and the Murong family." This point of no return was chosen by themselves. Master, believe me, they calculate me no less than I calculate them, it's just that I won and they lost. ”

If this is a game of wits and courage, then the Murong family is just brave and strategic, too light on the enemy, and too confident.

She was telling the truth, and Jiao Changqing understood.

Looking at the serious figure in her eyes, Jiao Changqing nodded silently.

The concubines of the harem, who is not ambitious, and who does not want to win to the end. He has known Meng Xilan for so many years, he has seen her cry and laugh, he knows that she is a woman who is ruthless to herself, and sometimes she is so cruel that he, an outsider, will involuntarily feel distressed, angry, and uncomfortable when she sees it.

Seeing that he was silent, Meng Xilan lowered her eyes and sat on the chair opposite, and then asked, "Master, Ninth Master, is he okay lately?" ”

Zhou Youchen has a sometimes gloomy and sometimes childish temperament, without her by her side, she is afraid that he will make mistakes impulsively.

"Everything is fine with the prince of the county, and now, he has moved back to the palace and temporarily lives in Chang'an Palace. The enthronement ceremony is set on the first day of the next month, after all, everything must be based on the funeral of the first emperor. ”

Meng Xilan sighed softly: "It's good that he's safe." ”

With the assistance of her father and brother, she has nothing to worry about, as long as Zhou Youchen can calm down, he will become a very good monarch.

From this day on, Jiao Changqing began to take care of Meng Xilan's food, clothing and daily life, no matter how big or small, even every mouthful of water in her mouth had to be carefully checked.

He carried with him silver needles, of varying thickness and length.

Zhulu blushed and said: "Thank you so much, Master Jiao, with you helping the master, the slaves and maids can be regarded as at ease." ”

Jiao Changqing smiled silently, and his serious appearance made Zhulu look even more excited.

She has secretly liked him for many years, but this affection can only be suppressed in her heart and must not be expressed.

Jiao Changqing is a famous doctor, and she is just a palace maid, she is not worthy of him, and she will not be worthy of him for the rest of her life.

Ten days later, as soon as the mourning period of 7749 days expired, Meng Xilan accompanied the emperor's coffin all the way back to Beijing.

Along the way, she had a lot on her mind. Looking up at the road in front of him, he felt that it was rugged and difficult to walk, and then looked back at the road behind him, but it was misty and blurry in the morning.

After three days and three nights, when the carriage arrived at the gate of the palace, it was already midnight.

Meng Xilan leaned on Zhu Lu's body, dozed slightly, and only heard Zhu Lu whisper: "Master, we have arrived." ”

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, she slowly opened her eyes, lifted the corner of the curtain and looked, sure enough, it was the high palace gate.

She came back anyway.

After entering the palace gate, Meng Xilan took Zhulu's hand and stepped out of the carriage.

She wore a white cape, bowed her head slightly, and her hat covered her face.

She doesn't want people to see her face,

Chang Hai greeted him from afar and kowtowed to Meng Xilan: "Concubine Lan Wan'an, Concubine Lan is tired." The slave was ordered by the ninth master to wait for the mother here and escort the mother back to the palace to rest. ”

Meng Xilan nodded slightly.

She thought that Zhou Youchen would come, but she didn't expect him to appear. The feeling in my heart is a little weird, I can't tell whether it is relief or disappointment.

Returning to Cining Palace made her feel like she was revisiting her hometown.

In the dormitory, everything was as usual, and the palace maid had already lit the lamp.

People in the room came and went, and it took a long time for it to be quiet.

There is a faint fragrance wafting through the air, a pleasant aroma.

"What kind of incense is this?"

Meng Xilan rarely uses spices.

"Hui Niangniang, this is what the Ninth Master ordered to prepare, not spices, but flower petals......" He said as he walked to the incense burner, lifted the lid, and asked her to take a look: "There are all kinds of petals here, gently smoked with a slight fire." ”

Meng Xilan lowered her eyes and looked at it, and it was really something very thoughtful.

"The ninth master knows that Niangniang doesn't like spices, so he thought of this method."

Meng Xilan said quietly: "Father-in-law Chang, go back and thank the ninth master for me." ”

Chang Hai nodded again and again when he heard this, then knelt down towards Meng Xilan, and kowtowed three times in a proper manner.

"Father-in-law, what is this doing?"

"The slave is here to thank the mother. Thanks to Niangniang, the slave can follow the Ninth Master and have the opportunity to continue to serve the future Long Live Lord. ”

Chang Hai pressed his forehead against the ground and said extremely sincerely.

He, the head of the Great Interior, can still sit firmly on the throne, all because of the Ninth Master.

Meng Xilan smiled slightly: "My father-in-law is a smart person, since he knows gratitude, he must also know how to serve the ninth master in the future." ”

"Yes, yes, the slave strictly obeys the teachings of the mother, and must serve the ninth master wholeheartedly, with his liver and brain, and he will never give up ...... death."

Meng Xilan smiled lightly: "It seems that my father-in-law is really in a hurry, and he doesn't pay attention to what he says." Okay, okay, you go back and serve the Ninth Master. Hongu is tired and wants to rest......"

Chang Hai took the order and left.

Zhulu and Zhuqing waited for her to bathe and change clothes, and it was already the second watch.

Zhulu made the bed for her, looked at the window and said, "Master, the insects are annoying at night, so it's better to close the window." ”

She deliberately asked her if she would show up tonight?

The Ninth Master has always acted strangely, and he may break into the window again.

Meng Xilan thought for a while and nodded, "Close it, so as not to upset the insects." ”

If Zhou Youchen wanted to come to see her, he would have come a long time ago. Why be sneaky?

Meng Xilan and her clothes lay down, she couldn't sleep for two hours, and she was about to get up.

Early in the morning, Zhou Shixian's coffin will be sent to the imperial mausoleum, inside and outside the palace, concubines and princes, civil and military officials, all of whom will be sent off together.

The candlelight was shining, Meng Xilan closed her eyes and recuperated, unable to sleep for a long time.

There was no wind tonight, but the window was opened with a bang.

Meng Xilan was slightly startled, hugged the quilt, looked at the open window, and frowned: "Who?" ”

If it was Zhou Youchen, he wouldn't have deliberately scared her like this.

Zhu Lu and Zhu Qing came when they heard the sound, and only checked the inside and outside before they replied: "Master, there is no one." It's not the Ninth Master...... Maybe it's a gust of wind. ”

Meng Xilan frowned slightly.

After a while, the little palace maid outside hurriedly came to report: "Niangniang, the prince of the county has sent someone to deliver something." ”

Well? Meng Xilan's face was full of confusion and incomprehension.

What is he going to give to himself at this hour?

The little palace maid handed over the things to Zhulu and didn't dare to step forward.

Zhulu took a handkerchief bag and sent it to Meng Xilan.

Meng Xilan hesitated to open it and look at it, and found that it was a plum blossom wrapped in a handkerchief.

Plum blossom? How can there be plum blossoms this season?

Meng Xilan looked at the little palace maid and said, "What about the person sent by the Ninth Master?" ”

"Back to ...... Back to Niangniang, the slave didn't see it clearly, it seemed to be a young guard, and after sending something, he left. ”

The little palace maid seemed to be so afraid of her that she even trembled when she spoke.

Zhulu glared at her: "It's so dignified, why can't you even speak?" ”

The little palace maid was so frightened that she hurriedly kowtowed and almost cried.

Meng Xilan waved her hand and said, "Okay, you go down." ”

After she left, Zhulu whispered: "This slave is too unpleasant, so it's better to change it clean." ”

Meng Xilan gently rubbed the plum blossom in her hand, and said lightly: "It's the same with someone else, and now there are few slaves and maids who dare to come over to serve me." ”

Because of Concubine Ning's Murong Qiao, she has now become the most vicious and ruthless person in the harem. It was inevitable that those palace maids would be afraid of her.

"Master, why did the Ninth Master send plum blossoms."

Meng Xilan thought about it for a while, and suddenly remembered that many years ago, when she met Zhou Youchen by chance in the Imperial Garden.

At that time, he stood under a plum tree, stubborn and sad, which she never forget.

Perhaps, this plum blossom is his code? Will he wait for her there? Still is...... It's just a plum blossom.

Seeing that she was slightly distracted, Zhulu only said, "Master, do you want to let Xiao Lizi run away?" ”

Meng Xilan shook her head and only said, "No need, I want to go to the Imperial Garden and let Xiao Lizi lead the way." ”

“…… Be. Zhulu and Zhuqing hurriedly changed her clothes.

At this time, it was the second watch, and the imperial garden was dark, and Gao Welfare ordered people to bring two more palace lamps.

Recently, the atmosphere in the palace is a little gloomy, the queen, the queen mother, and the emperor have died one after another, which makes the people in the palace panic and very uneasy.

In such a late night, such a darkness, if you are not a brave person, you will never dare to come out and walk.

Meng Xilan came to that place according to her memory, the plum tree was still there, but Zhou Youchen was nowhere to be seen.

It seems that she is thinking too much about herself. Meng Xilan sighed slightly, and only put the plum blossom on the stone on the side.