The development of events in the palace is a little too smooth, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is the handiwork of the Seventh Prince, Cheng Zirui. Although everyone knows it, it is clear that the power that the emperor has taken back has not been returned to Cheng Zirui, but he can easily get the prince and the queen down.

Such a powerful person, who would dare to provoke him at this time?

Besides, as far as all the princes are concerned, he is the only one who can afford the country.

Cheng Zirui became the emperor, it was only a matter of time.

But there are people who are stupid, claiming to be wronged for the crown prince and saying that he is waiting for the opportunity to seize the throne, in a vain attempt to turn over in the end.

……

The Seven Princes' Mansion is not airtight, although Zhuyun ordered the people in the mansion not to talk much, but there are still people chewing on such and such tongues, so these words accidentally passed into Tong Yuqing's ears.

Waiting for an opportunity to seize the throne......

"Ah Jing, is the capital going to change?"

Ah Jing put down the grapes in her hand, got up and closed the doors and windows, and then turned back to look at her.

"The girl doesn't need to worry about that, it's not something we should worry about."

Ah Jing ignored what was going on outside the window, walked to the table and continued to eat the bunch of grapes. Tong Yuqing saw that she ate so well, and suddenly wanted to taste it.

"Bring me the grapes and I'll taste them."

Ah Jing's face changed, and she knelt on the ground with a pop. During the action, he had already knocked over the grapes, and the grapes were scattered all over the ground, already stained with dust.

"The slave knows what is wrong!"

Before Tong Yuqing could react, she heard Ah Jing crying. She was stunned, put on her shoes and walked up to her, crouching down to look at her.

"What are you crying about?"

Ah Jing raised her red eyes, and her little face was also pale.

"The prince sent grapes a few times and didn't see the girl eat them once, and the slave thought that the girl didn't like to eat, so she was presumptuous in front of the girl."

Tong Yuqing thought it was a big deal, pursed her lips and chuckled to help her up. Who knew that Ah Jing knelt on the ground and took two steps back, just like when they met for the first time, becoming more and more fearful.

"Ah Jing, what are you doing here?"

"The slave knows it's wrong!"

Tong Yuqing was angry and funny, thinking that this little girl almost lost her life for herself, her heart softened again. With a dark sigh, he stood up and looked at her. "Get up, you don't need to be so restrained in front of me, you can eat as much as you want from your prince in the future."

Ah Jing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"Thank you, girl."

"Did you hear the words of the prince from heaven?"

As soon as Zhu Yun stepped into the door, he opened his mouth and scolded, so frightened that Ah Jing, who had already gotten up, knelt on the ground again, and was so frightened that he wanted to bury his head in the ground.

"The palace doesn't raise a girl like you who doesn't understand the rules."

Ah Jing was shocked, and her voice was shaking. "Sister Zhuyun, the slave knows that she is wrong."

"Just a few grapes......

It's just a few grapes, is that great?

Tong Yuqing thought that Zhuyun was talking about grapes, and was about to help Ah Jing say a few words. And Zhuyun looked at the grapes scattered on the ground as if he had just noticed, his brows furrowed, and his expression became more and more displeased.

Tong Yuqing was even more confused, wasn't it because of the grapes?

"Ah Jing!"

Zhuyun's tone suddenly became sharp, and Ah Jing trembled in fright.

"I don't need you to serve you from tomorrow."

The blood on Ah Jing's face faded, "Sister Zhuyun......"

"Zhuyun, Ah Jing is the girl I like, are you sure you don't want to ask me what I mean?" Tong Yuqing's indifferent words have already indicated his attitude.

Zhuyun only felt that he was holding a breath in his chest, and he even forgot Cheng Zirui's explanation and turned around in anger.

Seeing that Zhuyun had left, Ah Jing breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did his eyes that were red burst into tears, and he kowtowed to Tong Yuqing.

"Princess Xie."

Tong Yuqing raised her feet and avoided the side, "Don't call me princess." ”

Ah Jing shook her head, "The prince has instructed everyone in the palace to call you a princess, that is, the slave and maid are so presumptuous because the princess feels sorry for the slave and maid." Sister Zhuyun scolded right, if the prince knew about it, the slave would die. ”

After this sentence, Ah Jing didn't say anything anymore, and quickly cleaned up the mess on the ground and retreated.

Tong Yuqing's eyes changed, and he turned around and went back to the bed without saying a word.

Ah Jing is cowardly but very well-behaved, perhaps because she is familiar with each other, so she is a little presumptuous. But because Ah Jing helped her block the catastrophe at the beginning, and because of their familiarity with each other, she kept Ah Jing. But she didn't keep Ah Jing because she liked it. It's that she knows that the person who drugged herself must be the closest and most trusted person around her. From the beginning to now, she has only smelled that smell on Ah Jing's body.

This is the reason why she left Ah Jing.

……

Since that day, Ah Jing has never touched the grapes sent over there, and she is also cautious in doing things, and she has never been scolded by Zhuyun again.

After recuperating in the palace for nearly ten days, Tong Yuqing never saw Cheng Zirui. It's easy to see it, and you don't have to deal with it. It's just that she always lies down like this, and she still can't hold back and wants to go out for a walk.

She sat on the edge of the bed for a long time before getting up and walking slowly to the window.

The casual small courtyard in the Seven Kings' Mansion is much larger than Yu Chong's small courtyard, Tong Yuqing just glanced at it, and unconsciously started to compare it again.

Ah Jing had just poured her a cup of hot water, and when she saw her standing by the window, she put the glass of water on the table again, went around the screen and took a cloak to put on her.

"Now that it's autumn, the princess's body has to be taken care of, don't catch a cold in the wind."

As soon as Ah Jing finished speaking, Tong Yuqing felt a hint of coolness. He put his hands on his cloak, raised his feet and walked out.

Standing in front of the house looking at this side of the world, after losing his mind for a moment, Tong Yuqing suddenly remembered and asked, "What day is today?" ”

"July 11."

It's eleven al......

Tong Yuqing's heart was sour for a while, the day she saw in the book was July 15, so counting, is their wedding only four days away?

Ah Jing thought she wanted to walk around the house, but after standing with her for a while, she didn't see her raising her feet again. I went back to the house and moved a chair, thinking that I could let her sit down, but she still stood so stubbornly.

"Princess?"

shouted several times before Tong Yuqing reacted.

"What?"

Before Ah Jing could speak, she heard another voice.

"What are you doing standing out? After a while, the wind blew and caught a cold, but the prince didn't have time to coax. ”

The two of them looked for prestige and saw Ziyue Pingting coming. Today's Ziyue is wearing a purple dress, her hair is half pulled up and half scattered, and there is only a step in her hair, which is delicate and beautiful.

"Miss Ziyue."

Ziyue is a person with status in the mansion, and Ah Jing can only call her in a low voice. Ziyue swept over Ah Jing coldly, and stayed on Tong Yuqing's face, and when she saw a colder look in Tong Yuqing's eyes than herself, Ziyue's expression finally became a little tense.

"Ah Jing, don't hurry up and help her in, I have something else to do in a while."

Where did Ah Jing dare to move, looked at Ziyue and then at Tong Yuqing, and finally lowered her head and took a step closer to Tong Yuqing.

Ziyue's face was pale, and she rushed straight in. She did it on purpose, and when she passed by Tong Yuqing, she hit it hard, which frightened Ah Jing's little face to turn white.

Tong Yuqing rubbed her injured shoulder, and her cold eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of ice.

"Princess, why don't I go and call Sister Zhuyun?"

Ah Jing was not at ease, and asked softly in her ear. Tong Yuqing didn't make any answer, just pursed the corners of her lips and walked into the room with her feet raised.

Ziyue stood in front of the square table of pear blossom wood in the room, her slender white hand gently caressing the carved fine lines on the table. Hearing footsteps behind him, contempt flashed in his eyes. Restrained his expression and turned around, and just wanted to open his mouth to let Tong Yuqing lie back on the bed, who expected that she would be slapped head-on and beat her stupid.

Ziyue, who reacted, stared at her eyes, and raised her hand to return it. And Tong Yuqing's hand was even faster than her, and the moment Ziyue raised her hand, she had already slapped Ziyue in the face again.

"You!"

Syllable!

As soon as she said a word, Ziyue received a third slap on her face, and there were two red marks on her originally fair face. Ah Jing was dumbfounded, and the pestle didn't dare to move in place.

"Tong Yuqing!"

"You can call my name as well?"

As she spoke, Tong Yuqing raised her hand again, and her delicate palm was already red, which showed how much strength she had just used.

Ziyue's eyes increased with hatred, and she grabbed Tong Yuqing's raised hand and held it tightly. "You dare to hit me?"

Tong Yuqing's eyebrows were raised, and the corners of her lips were even more sarcastic. "You dare to hit me, why can't I hit you?"

Ziyue naturally refused to admit that she had bumped into her, but she slapped herself three times in front of her subordinates, if this account was not returned, what face would she have to stay in the palace!

Ziyue's eyes were eager to poke a few holes in her, and the strength in her hands tightened inch by inch, and finally pulled her over, raised her hand neatly, and hit her face.

Ah Jing looked at Ziyue's movements stupidly, obviously she could stop it, but she didn't know how to act at all.

Bang!

A muffled snort followed by the crisp sound of something breaking to the ground, Ah Jing woke up from her stupidity, and looked at Ziyue, who was already bleeding from her head, and screamed in shock.

Tong Yuqing had already seen the glass of water and wanted to do so for a long time. She smashed a cup of water on Ziyue's head, and half of her face and half of her clothes were drenched with blood and water, looking bloody and embarrassed.

Blood left along her forehead, blocking her vision, Ziyue took away the hand covering her head, and suddenly trembled when she looked at the blood on her hand.

After so many years in the palace, Ziyue has forgotten her days in the palace. At this time, there was a little blood, and the water stains entered the wound again, causing her to gasp in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Tong Yuqing sneered: "It's right if it hurts, it can make you remember it for a long time." Don't think that if Ah Jing calls you Ziyue girl, you really think of yourself as a 'girl'. As long as I'm here, you're nothing. ”

Ziyue never expected Tong Yuqing to dare to do such a thing to herself, and she couldn't believe that she, a woman who was abandoned and had a miscarriage, had something to be afraid of at this moment. Ziyue only thought that these emotions were because she was hurt by Tong Yuqing, so she was a little jealous of her.

Thinking like this, Ziyue became even more resentful in her heart, and gritted her teeth and squeezed out a sentence from her mouth: "You? A broken shoe that no one else wants, a woman who has a miscarriage, what qualifications do you have to be arrogant with me? ”

Ziyue laughed out loud and gave her back what Tong Yuqing had just said. "Do you think that when someone calls you a princess, you really think of yourself as the master here? Do you think ......"

"It doesn't matter what I think, what matters is what your prince thinks."

Tong Yuqing stared at the still bleeding wound that Ziyue was covering, shook her head and sighed again: "When I first saw you, I thought you were a smart person, but I didn't expect you to ...... now Ziyue, was your brain eaten by a dog? ”