Chapter Eighty-Four: I Know Who You Are

It wasn't the first time he had seen her smile, but he was stunned for a while. Gao Fuli saw it clearly, and approached him intentionally or unintentionally, "It's really Lord Lao today." ”

Jiao Changqing quietly retracted his gaze, his face was still faint, he picked up the medicine box and saluted to leave.

When he walked out of the courtyard, Gao Fuli chuckled: "Master, Lord Jiao just looked at you with a daze." ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhulu frowned slightly, and reached out to touch his arm.

Gao Fu "oops": "Really, the minion just saw it really real." ”

Meng Xilan said unhurriedly: "He doesn't worry about me, he is afraid that I will not take good care of my injuries and affect the reputation of the Jiao family for a hundred years." Although she said so, she also knew that Jiao Changqing might not mean that.

Gao Fuli hugged his arms, only feeling that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to speak, for fear of being exposed to bamboo dew again.

Meng Xilan thought about the big stone under the plum tree, eighty percent of which was put by Zhou Youchen. It's just that right now, it's not the time to move around, her legs and feet are inconvenient, and it is inevitable that people will notice when she comes out and goes in.

Meng Xilan raised it steadily for three days, and the prince also went to the court on behalf of his father safely, and on the fourth day, Zhou Shixian finally recovered his spirit and sobered up. It's just that the shadow of the nightmare still hangs over his heart, making him uneasy.

When Zhou Youping hurriedly came, Queen Su and Concubine Ning were already one step ahead of him, accompanying the emperor on the left and on the right.

Zhou Youping's mind moved slightly, and he hurriedly stepped forward to ask for peace: "Erchen asks for peace to my father, long live my father, long live long live." ”

Zhou Shixian looked at his son silently, did not speak, only raised his hand to let him get up.

Zhou Youping stood on one side, carefully observing Zhou Shixian's expression and demeanor.

His face was not very good-looking, slightly haggard, and his lips were pale.

A dark light flashed in Zhou Youping's eyes. It seems that the father's body is really fine, and it is estimated that it will not take a few days to return to the court. His fists clenched slightly, and he always felt that he had missed a golden opportunity.

He shouldn't have listened to his cousin in the first place, let alone had a thought.

After a while, Queen Su slowly opened her mouth: "What does the emperor still feel uncomfortable?" ”

Zhou Shixian couldn't tell what he was uncomfortable about, his limbs were weak, his hands hurt and his feet hurt, and the most uncomfortable thing was his chest, as if he was choked by something.

There was silence for a while, and he spoke: "I'm fine......"

Queen Su then said: "The emperor has been sick for a few days, and the Queen Mother personally ordered the Changqing Palace to be strictly guarded. ”

At first glance, hearing the words "Changqing Palace", Zhou Shixian couldn't help frowning, and his face was even more difficult to look at.

Concubine Ning Murong Qiao's eyes were clear-eyed and careful, and she hurriedly said: "As the saying goes, yin and yang are mutually restrained. The emperor's unprovoked nightmare must be done by evil forces, so it is better to invite a high-ranking monk to enter the palace and surpass the undead. ”

The villain is difficult, the little ghost is difficult to raise, as long as you can stop in the palace, you have to try it no matter what kind of method.

"Concubine Xiao...... She really has a grudge against me. Zhou Shixian finally opened his mouth.

"Your Majesty, that Concubine Xiao was a restless person when she was alive, but she didn't expect that she would be vicious after death, and she would be so ghostly...... Disturbing the peace. Queen Su said hatefully.

Zhou Shixian looked at the queen, with a bit of indifferent alienation in his eyes, and sighed lightly: "This is all bad fate, bad fate." ”

There are too many people he owes in this life. But only Concubine Xiao is the eternal pain in his heart, every time he touches it, it hurts to the bone.

In the end, Zhou Shixian still ordered the monks to be summoned to the palace, and began to chant the scriptures on the same day.

……

Knowing that the emperor woke up safely, Meng Xilan was also secretly relieved.

Although he is not a good emperor, as long as he is in charge now, the court and the outside world will not fall apart.

Meng Xilan carefully followed the doctor's instructions and carefully recuperated from her injuries. At this point, she can already walk on the ground, but she must be supported by someone to be unhindered.

The weather is warm, and the flowers of the Imperial Garden are blooming.

Meng Xilan took advantage of the reason to relax, and finally could go to the Imperial Garden in person.

She came to the plum tree, which had long since bloomed, and under the tree lay a large stone with a faint layer of moss, and there was nothing but moss.

Meng Xilan slowly squatted down, and looked at it, and didn't know what Zhou Youchen's intentions were?

After thinking for a while, she suddenly picked up a small wooden stick on the ground and drew a smiling face on the moss covered by the stone.

Two horizontal and one bend, it seems simple, but it is also cute.

Zhulu looked around, but didn't even notice a figure, so she couldn't help but say loudly: "Master, let's go back." ”

Meng Xilan let out a soft "um", held Zhu Lu's hand, and turned to leave.

Before the figures of the master and servant had gone far, a person walked out of the bare bushes in the courtyard.

His eyes were a beautiful amber color in the sunlight, like a pair of sparkling gemstones.

Zhou Youchen walked to the stone, leaned over to take a look, and saw the simple painting on it, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, revealing a hint of a smile.

He was watching intently when he heard footsteps behind him.

When he turned around, he saw Meng Xilan returning the same way at some point, standing a few steps away, looking at him with burning eyes.

"Sure enough, it's you." Meng Xilan smiled slightly.

I haven't seen him for a few months, Zhou Youchen's appearance has hardly changed, he is still the same dirty clothes, and he is still the same stubborn face.

She seemed to have a premonition, feeling that he would definitely appear, so she returned with Zhulu, and sure enough, her premonition was very smart.

Zhou Youchen's footsteps hesitated slightly, as if he wanted to retreat.

My aunt said that he was not allowed to show his face in front of people again. He can't be disobedient...... However, the person standing in front of him was not an outsider, but Meng Xilan.

Zhou Youchen still didn't understand her intentions, just stared at her, standing in place, not moving.

Meng Xilan was the first to ask, "Why are you avoiding me?" ”

Zhou Youchen pursed his lips and didn't say a word. He didn't want to lie, and he didn't want to tell her the truth.

Meng Xilan didn't care, and continued to ask: "Changqing Palace is now guarded layer by layer, how did you get out?" ”

Zhou Youchen still didn't speak. How could those guards be able to hold him off? What's more, he grew up in Changqing Palace since he was a child, and he is very familiar with every brick and tile there.

"Do you come here every day?"

“……”

Seeing that he didn't answer any questions, Meng Xilan simply raised her eyes to look at the sky, with a little melancholy in her eyes: "I know your business, and I know who you are." Zhou Youchen, you are the Nine Emperors of Northern Yan, you didn't dare to live such a miserable life, you should have a more noble life. ”

Zhou Youchen was slightly stunned when he heard this, only to see Meng Xilan retract his gaze and slowly walk to him step by step. He wasn't used to someone getting so close to him, and he suddenly took a few steps back.

Meng Xilan looked at him intently, and she could see the vigilance in his eyes.

"The Queen Mother ordered the Changqing Palace to be sealed, and my life will be even more difficult in the future." Meng Xilan kindly reminded him, don't care if he appreciates it or not.

Zhou Youchen was about to leave, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but raise his head: "I'm not afraid." He finally spoke, and the boy's voice was clean and clear, but his tone was a little low.

Meng Xilan pondered for a moment and stared at him again: "Although I don't know what you want to do, I hope you can be careful, take care of your life, and don't be bullied at will." ”

When Zhou Youchen heard this, his brown eyes were glued to her body. My aunt said that no one in the world can be trusted, and they are mercenary and selfish. It's just her, and she always makes him feel different.

Meng Xilan also brought him snacks as before, Zhulu put the small box on the stone table, Meng Xilan also walked to the table, and said lightly: "The snacks you gave you last time, you are still wary of me." However, I don't force you, the things are placed here, if you don't dare to eat them, just keep it like this, and I will let the palace maids clean it up tomorrow. ”

Zhou Youchen looked at him, and then at the box on the table, which didn't move.

Seeing this, Zhulu deliberately said: "Master, you see that no one appreciates your kindness at all, and the good snacks are ruined, so it's better to ......"

Before she finished her words, Zhou Youchen stepped forward and grabbed a piece of snack in the box.

He just grabbed it in the palm of his hand, but he didn't put it in his mouth.

Meng Xilan smiled slightly: "Dim sum is for eating, not for watching." ”

Zhou Youchen hesitated for half a second, suddenly opened his mouth and took a bite, and chewed seriously.

The sweetness and softness of the pastry are like a slowly opening net, which can wrap people in it and make people sweet from their mouths all the way to their hearts.

The way he eats is a bit savage, but not annoying, Meng Xilan silently watched him eat a box of cakes, and then said with a smile: "Is it delicious?" ”

Zhou Youchen wiped the dregs on his lips and nodded.

"It's delicious, I'll bring it to you later." I think he will definitely not be able to eat well in Changqing Palace, obviously he is more than ten years old, and his body bones are still like a child, and he knows that he is malnourished at a glance.

Zhou Youchen's brows furrowed together. He didn't know if he should agree, and if he let his aunt know, it would be troublesome.

Meng Xilan didn't wait for his answer, but only told Zhulu to put away the box, "Let's go back." Come back tomorrow at this hour......"

Zhu Lu answered, walked a few steps, and looked back to see that Zhou Youchen was gone.

"Master, the kid...... How the Nine Emperors are so elusive, strange and scary. ”

Meng Xilan turned her head to look at it and sighed lightly: "It's really pitiful to live with your head and tail hidden all day long." ”

"Master, you can help him, but don't get into trouble." Zhulu reminded her.

Meng Xilan said lightly: "I have my own measure, the left is just some dim sum cakes, how much trouble can I break out." ”

From this day on, Meng Xilan brought snacks to Zhou Youchen on time every day, osmanthus cake, hibiscus cake, mille-feuille cake, and white sugar cake, and no day was the same.

Zhou Youchen was a little restrained at first, but gradually, he began to let down his guard, and occasionally when Meng Xilan talked to him, he would agree, but only agreed.