"No matter how much affection you have, it will be polished."

Zhong Xinran remembered this sentence, she forcibly stopped crying, kowtowed three times in the direction of the palace, and choked up: "Thank you, Lord Longen." ”

is a forbearance and a person who understands current affairs, Aunt Xia Hua waved her hand and signaled the people she brought to leave.

The Taifu Mansion instantly fell silent, and the people who were released were huddled together, talking in a panicked whisper, guessing what was going on.

Zhong Xinran walked out of the room stiffly with a wooden face, shuffled his steps, looked at everyone coldly, and walked on everyone's face.

The discussion came suddenly, and everyone held their breath and looked at her nervously.

A few bold stewards who usually had a good face said boldly: "Miss, where is Madame?" ”

Zhong Xinran said for a long time: "My A-Niang Immortal has gone." ”

After saying that, his body shook a few times, and he couldn't support it and was about to faint.

Everyone opened their mouths wide in surprise, seeing Zhong happily swaying and no one to help them.

At this moment, a pair of hands firmly supported Zhong Xinran, and Mama Wang, who was kind and kind-eyed, scolded everyone: "Are you all blind? Didn't you see that the eldest lady fainted from grief?

Don't know how to serve your master? You must know that although the lady is immortal, this is still the Taifu Mansion given by the emperor! Madame is also a first-class lady personally named by His Majesty! You are still the house slaves of the Taifu Mansion! ”

Only then did everyone suddenly understand, and they flocked to the cold, asking for warmth, and helping Zhong Xinran deal with Mrs. Zhong's funeral.

Zhong happily eased up, looked at Mrs. Zhong who would never move again, and shed tears of hatred, it was Zhong Weiwei!

It was Zhong Weiwei who took away her father's favor, her marriage and identity, the support and favor of her senior brother, and ruthlessly took away her only relative, her mother!

If she was just jealous and unwilling to Zhong Weiwei before, now it is an undying hatred.

If you don't avenge this revenge, you swear not to be a man!

Zhong happily knelt in front of Mrs. Zhong's spirit and secretly swore a poisonous oath.

Wan'an Palace, Empress Dowager Wei asked Cui Mei with a smile: "Mrs. Zhong, that idiot, this palace thought that she wouldn't understand what I meant, who knew that she was so knowledgeable." ”

Cui Mei said in a low voice: "Mothers in the world always have the same heart for their children. She cherishes her daughter, and of course she can't spare this life. ”

Empress Dowager Wei sighed: "Yes, I am also for Your Majesty's good." The first emperor set a good marriage for him, but he had to let a dove occupy the magpie's nest and the impostor took the position of the family, which was really unkind and filial. ”

She clapped her hands happily: "It's okay this time, but everything that is not good is done by Mrs. Zhong, Zhong Xinran has been guarding and not marrying, and it is also because of his infatuation with His Majesty and waiting silently, they should be fulfilled." ”

Cui Mei said cautiously: "The envoy of Dongling is still there, and the matter of the ** scholar is not over, and Mrs. Zhong has just passed away, is it a bit of a hurry to mention this now?" ”

Empress Dowager Wei glanced at her: "Of course I don't mention it now, I have my own arrangements." You go home with a letter, and let them go down privately to appease Zhong Xinran.

Don't embarrass her, help as much as you can, and don't deal too much with her on the surface, in short, let her remember that her only reliance now is me, that's right. ”

"Yes." Cui Mei lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head, and withdrew silently.

Under the arrangement of Chonghua and the eldest princess of the country, and with the help of those who had been helped by Zhong Weiwei and befriended her in the past, the negative impact of Dongling's "medicine for marriage" was quickly eliminated and developed in a good direction.

The name Zhong Weiwei, after being famous all over the country for "tea ceremony", is once again famous for "deep understanding of righteousness".

This year, the snow in the capital came very early, and after Mrs. Zhong was quietly buried, the snow fell all over the capital.

The drum sounded in the third watch, Chonghua put down the imperial pen, raised his head in the middle of the play, and Li Anren was busy going up to serve him: "It's not early, Your Majesty is resting, right?" ”

Yan Chu, the head of the Qingxin Palace, presented a hot handkerchief and said tentatively: "Your Majesty, the concubine Niangniang sent a hot soup over, saying that she has newly learned the massage technique, and knows that the old injury on your shoulder has been a little uncomfortable recently, and I want to give you a push." ”

Chonghua was noncommittal, and only put a hot cloth over his face.

Li Anren glanced at Yan Chu with disdain, and said not to be outdone: "Your Majesty, Concubine Hui Niangniang is just the right person to ask, do you want to go over to rest?" She's waiting. ”

The two most dignified ladies in the palace, one is from the Lu family, and the other is personally selected by Zhong Weiwei, if His Majesty really wants to spoil people, of course, it is best to favor Concubine Hui.

Yan Chu is very aggrieved, he is really loyal to His Majesty, and His Majesty himself wants to build momentum, so that people in the world will put less inexplicable complaints and rumors on Zhong Weiwei, so he wants to be in the harem?

Of course, you can't just spoil one concubine, he is also thinking about His Majesty.

Chonghua threw the veil to Yan Chu, got up and said, "I'm going to go out for a walk." ”

Okay, don't fight with anyone, Your Majesty means that no one will pay attention.

Yan Chu and Li Anren hurriedly trotted to follow, signaling the palace people waiting for the letter to inform Lu Chun and Hu Zizhi, no need to wait.

Chonghua went to the place where Youyou lived first, and Aunt Qing whispered to him about Youyou's situation:

"I studied very hard, practiced very hard, learned to make lanterns, made a small lantern for His Majesty and Zhong Tongshi, went to the Qingxin Hall to greet you, and saw that you were busy, so I didn't go in to disturb you, and only saluted outside the hall......"

Chonghua took the two small lanterns handed by the palace people, and there was a shallow and warm smile on the corner of his lips.

He went in and looked at it again, and he was sleeping soundly again, and his round little face was puffy with sleep, and he looked particularly pleasing and cute.

This is all the credit of Zhong Weiwei, if it weren't for her careful care and upbringing of this child, this child might not be what it would be like.

Chonghua sighed and walked out with two lanterns.

The snow fell so heavily that the snow piled up on the ground was no longer above the surface of the feet, and it creaked when you stepped on it.

He remembered when Zhong Weiwei had just reconciled with him, he held her hand and stepped on the snow to go to Wan'an Palace together on a cold morning.

Chonghua walked aimlessly, until he reached the highest Chengtian Gate, and looked silently in the direction where Jiujun Mountain was located.

On such a snowy night, what is his Ah Wei doing? Are you already asleep, or are you sitting alone under the lamp, hugging the stove, thinking about how to build Xijing?

Or with Chen Shaoming and others, to talk about the tea ceremony in detail?

After the assassination, she must have been very aggrieved, right?

Li Anren and Yan Chu stood quietly aside, their hearts full of sympathy for His Majesty the Emperor.

Prince Yan wanted to please His Majesty the Emperor, so he stepped forward boldly and whispered: "Your Majesty, there is a legend in the slave's hometown.

If you are thinking about someone, you can hang a lantern at the door of your house, very high, and think of her in your heart, and when she falls asleep at night, the spirit will return to the house. (To be continued.) )