Tonight's Zixi looks very different from before, as if she has been reborn and changed as a person.

What happened to her?

"Fang Caizhen said, I can't feel at ease." Zixi said lightly, her voice seemed to be a little sad, "I just had a nightmare, I didn't dare to sleep, and I couldn't sleep." There are some things I want Uncle Huang to know, but I don't know what to say. ”

Nightmare?

Nan Mohao's face tightened slightly, and he unconsciously frowned his sword eyebrows: "Your Majesty really had a nightmare?" ”

He thought it was just an excuse for her, but looking at her expression at this time, it didn't seem like she was lying.

"You think I'm lying to you?" Zixi smiled faintly, "Uncle Huang, is it a failure for me to do this emperor?" ”

Nan Mohao shook slightly, and unconsciously clenched his hands, "Why did Your Majesty say this?" ”

Why?

Zixi closed her eyes, hid all the obscure emotions under her eyes, and was silent for a long time, and neither of them spoke again.

The hall was as silent as snow, and the cold breath slowly diffused.

The man who was thrown on the ground seemed to have been forgotten.

The cold of early winter slowly penetrated his thinly robed body, making his face blue and his lips trembling, but he couldn't open his mouth to break the silence.

The young empress turned and half-lay down on the chaise longue, her black satin hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall.

Nan Mohao stood alone and silently outside the bead curtain, his back straight, arrogant like an ancient sword that never bends.

I don't know how long it took before Zixi spoke again, and his voice was as quiet as snow: "Tomorrow, I want to leave Tanglin in Weifu, and I won't come back until the end of the New Year, can Uncle Huang guard this Tanglin country for me?" ”

As soon as these words came out, a touch of surprise finally appeared on Nan Mohao's face, which was always indifferent: "What did Your Majesty say?" ”

"Early tomorrow morning, when the ministers are in the morning, I will leave the palace and leave Tanglin." Zixi said lightly, "As for what it is for, Uncle Huang doesn't have to ask, as long as he guards this country for me and handles the government with all his heart." ”

Tilting her head, she added unhurriedly: "Everyone in the court, as long as there is something inappropriate, let the imperial uncle deal with it, I will not interfere with a word - but the premise is that there must be real evidence, and the imperial uncle cannot be allowed to suppress and frame the reputation of his colleagues." ”

Nan Mohao was really shocked.

He stared at the girl in front of him for a moment, and he always felt that everything that happened tonight, including every word that came out of her mouth, made him feel unreal.

…… Is it really the cause of the nightmare?

"I don't want the court to lose my uncle." Zixi didn't care about Nan Mohao's inquiring gaze, and said lightly, "I don't want to become a faint monarch who is close to the villain Yuan Xianchen. ”

Rolling her eyes slightly, she said, "Does Uncle Huang understand what I mean?" ”

Nan Mohao didn't understand.

He couldn't understand why Her Majesty, who was only fifteen years old, seemed to have become incomprehensible to him overnight.

And why did she appear in the Prime Minister's Mansion so coincidentally tonight?

Nan Mohao, who calmed down, also noticed a detail that was overlooked just now, when Zixi and Feng Weiyu met in the past, they always had admiring and happy eyes, and tonight ......

In addition to stopping his killing of Feng Weiyu, he didn't seem to be reluctant, nor did he comfort him softly.

"Uncle Huang." Zixi said quietly, "This person, you lock him up, put the human skin mask back on his face, don't let him die." It can create an illusion to the outside world......"

The tone gradually lowered, and the careful and careful arrangement of each word sounded clearly in the ears like a whisper, accompanied by the swaying of the palace lights, quietly echoing in the inner hall of the deep palace......