Concubine Chen didn't seem to care about anything at this time, until she was set up by the two palace maids and walked out, she looked back and said softly, "Your Majesty, the concubine didn't lose to Zheng Xingqiao, but she just lost to Your Majesty's heart." ”

As she spoke, she twisted her shoulders slightly, "Bengu will go by himself." ”

The two palace maids hesitated for a moment, but finally let go of her.

She straightened her posture, took a steady step, stepped out of the threshold, and walked away slowly, from beginning to end, never looking back.

In the hall, there was some strange quiet, Pei Jinzhen lowered his head, not daring to speak.

Emperor Yonghe sat on the chair, his eyes were also lowered, and the white jade wrench, which had stopped for a moment, turned slightly.

Until he heard that the door was opened, Su Xin rushed out of the inner hall and said happily, "Your Majesty, the queen has woken up." ”

Yonghe Emperor stood up from his chair in a flash, and without stopping, he strode into the inner hall.

On the bed in the hall, Empress Zheng really woke up slowly, but her face was as white as paper, and her eyes were not as clear as usual, staring at Emperor Yonghe, like two pools of water.

"Xingqiao ......." Emperor Yonghe lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing her, and carefully held her hand.

"Your Majesty....... Hurt! Boom! I hurt! ”

This sound made Emperor Yonghe's expression tighten, he bowed forward, stretched out his hand, stroked the top of her head, and said in a dumb voice, "I'm here, your eldest man is here, don't be afraid!" ”

"I'm just ...... It seems that they have seen Ting'er and Linglong, and they are afraid that they will miss me and come to pick me up......"

Emperor Yonghe's expression was solemn, "Nonsense...... You promised that you would accompany me to old age, I am not dead, you are not allowed to leave me and go first......"

"But...... I miss them, Dalang...... I miss them so much......" Empress Zheng seemed to finally break down and began to cry, completely abandoning the image she usually held.

This appearance made Emperor Yonghe's pupils shrink, leaned down, gently and lovingly hugged her, and let her lie on his chest and cry bitterly......

The partition door slowly closed, covering the figure of the emperor and queen together, Pei Jinzhen retracted his gaze, looking a little stunned.

When she left the palace, Yan Chong was already waiting for her at the palace gate.

He followed her into the carriage, the carriage swayed and ran up, Yan Chong saw that she was in a trance, and couldn't help frowning, picked her up, put her on her lap and said, "What?" What happened to Fang Cai, scared? ”

Pei Jinzhen was not surprised that he already knew what was going on, and after a little groaning, he pulled his sleeve and said, "Is this scissor stabbed by himself or someone else, is there a difference between the wounds?" ”

"Naturally, there is a difference." Yan Chong replied lightly.

Pei Jinji's expression tightened, "Your Majesty may be able to see it?" ”

Yan Chong glanced at her, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Don't look at the emperor's uncle now, when he was young, he also fought on the battlefield, how can he hide from him with that little trick?" ”

"That's ......" Pei Jinzhen frowned.

"I know what you're worried about. Rest assured! Yan Chong hugged her tightly, "Whether the imperial uncle can see it or not, the most important thing is that he already believes it." It doesn't matter if he is true or false, at least, it is certain that he will be on the side of the queen. In any case, the queen won the bet this time. ”

Pei Jinzhen took a deep breath, and his heart was mixed, "I didn't expect that Your Majesty's heart will eventually vary from person to person." ”

This time, Yan Chong didn't speak again.

After a long while, he said, "King Rong should be back to Beijing soon." ”

"It's just that this time I returned to Beijing, I'm afraid it may not be peaceful. Also, King Mu's side ......"

"Don't think about it so much, the sky is falling, isn't there a tall man to hold it for you? Everything is with me, I am here! ”

A sonorous and resolute "I am" is a hundred times more reassuring to her than those sweet words.

The two snuggled quietly together, and neither spoke again.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Yan Chong frowned, picked up the felt and looked out.

Someone was blocking the road in front of him, and a man dressed in a green robe was clasping his fists and saluting, his face hidden in the shadow cast by the carriage, which was quite polite, but somewhat familiar. It is one of Ye Zhun's entourage.

"Yan Shizi, my master has something to ask you to come over."

This directly blocked the road and called people, presumably for something that had just happened.

Pei Jinzhen didn't know what the relationship between Yan Chong and Ye Zhun was like these days, but he was a little uneasy in his heart, and subconsciously pulled Yan Chong's sleeve.

Yan Chong patted the back of her hand soothingly, as if he knew what she was thinking, "I also happen to have something to look for him, so let's go!" ”

Pei Jinzhen was not afraid of Ye Zhun, after all, he should not be unfavorable to Yan Chong now. It's just that he is scheming, and what he thinks is never different from ordinary people, not to mention, what he thinks may not be what Yan Chong thinks, and there will inevitably be conflicts. Although they are brothers, they are completely different from ordinary brothers, during the Winter Clothes Festival, Ye Zhun was burned when he was rescued, and he was raised until now, and he began to go to the office. Others don't know, but she and Yan Chong are clear, he hates Emperor Yonghe so much, how can he save him with his body?

In this, there must be calculations.

However, Yan Chong only went to see it once, and when he came back, his face was a little bad, and he never saw it again.

She was just afraid that he would go, and she would break up unhappily.

"You go back first to take care of Brother Sheng, and I'll go back when I go." Yan Chong finished saying this, that is, he let go of Pei Jinji, picked up the felt, and drilled out.

Outside, although the sun was still high, the wind was already chilling.

Pei Jinzhen didn't open his mouth to call Yan Chong, watched him take the reins of the horse, turned over on the horse's back, and explained that someone sent her back to the house, but only took Luo Lin and Ye Zhun who was blocking the way to fight the horse together, and then she retracted her gaze, suppressed the hidden worries in her heart, and ordered to go back to the house.

Yan Chong cautiously went around in a circle, and after making sure that no one was tracking, he entered Ye Zhun's house.

The attendant led Yan Chong to the door of Ye Zhun's study, and then bowed and retreated.

The door was open, and Yan Chongjing stepped over the threshold to enter.

Who knows, but he felt that the wind was tight, his eyes were sharp, and he dodged with a sideways head, but a sharp arrow shot just against the tip of his nose, and with a "tuk" sound, it was nailed into the doorpost beside him, and it was three points into the wood.

Yan Chong's face remained unchanged, his eyes faintly swept over the arrow feathers that were still trembling, and turned to look at the person sitting behind the big black lacquered wood case in the middle of the study.

Ye Zhun was dressed in crow-blue clothes, after the Winter Clothes Festival, he seemed to be weaker again, at this time, he was already wrapped in a thick and wide sweater, which was also dark, and he nested in it, looking more and more thin and pale.

There was only a pair of eyes, but it was Zhan Rui, who stared at Yan Chong tightly, and the hand holding the bow and crossbow was very flat and stable.

Yan Chong also didn't know until not long ago that although Ye Zhun looked weak, he had a good archery skill that was not inferior to him, and Ji Shuxuan's archery skill was inherited from him.

At that time, he was just a teenager.