Wei Zimin still didn't move, but the anger on his face gradually disappeared, and he was replaced by a look of grievance.

She understands all the truths, as a member of a big family who is qualified to enter the palace during this period, if they don't understand these simple truths, they won't be able to live now. But at the same time, it is precisely because they understand that they have no idea of entering the palace at all, knowing that they can't choose, why do they still want to stand here like a commodity?

"I know you're for me, and it's worth it for me to have a friend like you in my life. But Zimin, I don't want to take the lives of your Wei family to be angry for me. What's more, she really didn't look at those so-called gases.

Pang Pang and the two families, anyone with a discerning eye knows which Pang to choose, it is not worth offending General Pang's family for her!

She didn't want her to choose another Pang family, this was a blasphemy against their friendship, but hoped that she wouldn't give up self-preservation for her, as long as she endured it for a while and left the palace, it would be too late for people to enter the palace to enjoy power, and she would no longer care about their two small roles.

"I'm helping you, but I can't be angry myself." Wei Zimin denied it with duplicity.

However, his attitude had softened, and he turned around and took Pang Rucheng's right hand and rubbed it gently: "Sister Cheng, I'll rub it for you again, she will definitely go to the queen mother tomorrow to ask for credit, you have been copying for five days in a row, obviously your hands are hands holding swords." ”

As he spoke, Wei Zimin hugged Pang Rucheng unyieldingly again.

Pang Rucheng was moved and helpless and pulled out his hand and poked her forehead: "It's just a matter of copying scriptures for a few days, and it's not a big deal." Besides, who really copied the scriptures, the Buddha naturally knew, so why should you keep it in mind for this little thing.

Let's go, even if we know that there is no hope of entering the palace, don't act too much. ”

Holding Wei Zimin's hand instead, Pang Rucheng pulled a half-reluctant woman towards the main palace.

The two of them didn't know, and when their figures disappeared, not far from where they were standing just now, a dark purple figure flashed, and a silver filament danced gently in the breeze.

Worship the Buddha?

When did my grandmother start believing in Buddhism?

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The night is getting deeper, and the people are quiet.

The former main courtyard, the current Hefeng Palace, the courtyard is still the courtyard, but the status of this courtyard is now different, and the entire Feng Changguo harem is the center of power. The people inside are still those people, the difference is that the mood is also different.

Jian Tongmu, who was sitting in front of the dressing table, had a tired face and let the grandmother behind her remove the ornaments on her head for her, these were not her liking, once there would never be a second ornament on her head, but now she has begun to wear the golden jade spirit stone on her head.

There are more and more things on her head, more and more things she wears on her body, and there are also more and more people around her, but her heart 。。。。。。 But it's getting emptier and emptyer.

"Niangniang, go to sleep, the emperor must be busy with the enthronement again, don't wait." Mama comforted.

Jian Tongding's unfocused gaze flashed on the mirror, nodded and got up, stretched out his hand, and asked the palace people to loosen her clothes.

When she lay down quietly on the bed, Mama left only a night pearl next to the bedside in the house, and then retreated and left the room.

Out of the house, the calm on Mama's face was instantly broken, she turned her head to look at the door in distress, sighed silently and turned away.

Jian Tong in the room was lying on the bed, his eyes still open, looking at the top of the tent without focus.

I don't know how long it took, but a soft sigh came from outside the account.

Midnight has been sitting on the chaise longue for half an hour, and she has not deliberately hidden herself since she entered the house, and the person on the bed has not yet seen her existence, a spiritual cultivator, even if she sleeps, her alertness is not so low.

Jian Tong is very familiar with the breath of Midnight, maybe because her own life is the reason why she saved it, Jian Tong is not like the rest of the Shangguan family in Midnight, or wants to use it, or is simply close to her. She is trust, trust who can't say why, as if everything will be fine as long as it's midnight.

So in the middle of the night, Jian Tong immediately knew who was in the room as soon as he came back to his senses, and he didn't scream or be on guard, but sat up directly like hope, and looked at the midnight opposite through the bed tent, and his eyes faintly flashed with water.

Jian Tong's emotions were too obvious, so obvious that he noticed her abnormality at a glance in the middle of the night, and immediately got up and walked quickly to the side of the bed to lift the bed tent.

Jian Tong pounced like a helpless child, hugged Midnight tightly, buried his head in her belly and cried.

Despair, endless despair, this is the only message that Jian Tong's cry transmits to Midnight.

Fortunately, as soon as she entered the house, she set up an enchantment, and the house is now exploding, and no one outside will appear, unless her ability is stronger than her. However, the current Shangguan family, except for the so-called ancestor who has never been out of the customs, the new emperor is not her opponent.

Until Jian Tong had cried enough and vented enough, and then let go of Midnight and hid himself in the quilt.

It's a shame that she is so out of shape in front of her granddaughter.

Midnight also disliked it, the clothes were the same as they had just been washed, and it just so happened that Jian Tong was embarrassed to face her now, so she immediately went into the board finger space to change a set, and went to see Shangguan Yufeng in the bamboo building.

I don't know what method the ancestor used, although Shangguan Yufeng still looks like a skeleton, but the vitality in his body is no longer lost, and a careful investigation will show that the vitality in his body is slowly recovering, but this slowness is really, really very slow, so slow that it almost didn't appear in the middle of the night.

Midnight is not long in the space, about twenty minutes or so to come out again, Jian Tong has calmed down just now, and then look at Midnight, although his face is still a little shy red, but sitting on the bed has no intention of hiding.

"Grandma, what's wrong?" Midnight also sat on the edge of the bed and gently held Jian Tong's hand.

If you talk about the entire Shangguan family, who she has the most affection for, it must be the one in front of her.

In addition to the fact that she saved herself, she instinctively had a desire/desire to protect her, that is, the purest heart of herself in front of her was purer than the Empress Dowager who had been good to her.

No calculations, no exploitation!

She is the only person in the Shangguan family who treats her as a relative from the bottom of her heart when she sees her once, of course, when she says only once, she means that Jian Tong was cured by her and had her own divine sense.

Midnight is lonely and cold, but she can't be ruthless to people who are sincere to her and dedicated to her.

That's why she's here tonight.

Seeing that Jian Tong had an unspeakable secret, Midnight's voice became colder: "Grandma, if you don't say something, I can't help you." ”

Jian Tong grabbed the midnight that was about to get up: "Xiaoye, grandma begs you, begs Jane's family, begs Jane's family, is it okay?" ”

She didn't know what to do anymore, and she really didn't know who else could help her except for Saya.