After "letting" Meng Yonglai to break off, Zhao Chen didn't care at all.

As soon as she escaped the street, she leaned down on a low hut and took a few quick breaths.

Close call.

However, the incomparably real aura of death still haunted her at this moment, causing the blood in her eyes to surge.

She gritted her teeth and grabbed a handful in her abdomen, and while her brain was awake, she staggered up and ran towards the Martial Prince's Mansion.

Sen Sen said secretly, dark and cold.

She limped, moved one step at a time, and her mind began to fade.

With the last of her strength to open the secret door, she threw herself forward, and before she could see the person who caught her, she lost consciousness and fell into the darkness-

The next morning, the sun was warm, and she was awakened by a knock on the door.

She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and took a few breaths before suddenly looking at herself.

The dark red bedgown was wrapped in a dried bloody coat, and on the inside was a messy bandage, and a faint smell of medicine.

She quickly unbuttoned her bedclothes, lowered her eyes a few times, and looked around her room again, then she was relieved and asked in a dumb voice, "What's the matter?" ”

Shuangxi outside the door smiled and said happily, "You don't remember what day it is?" ”

The tip of her nose moved, her face froze, and she got up silently, not wanting her left foot to hit the ground and stumbling.

Kungo's kick last night...

She half-knelt on the ground and shook her head and smiled bitterly, this time it's okay, it's really lame.

After she took care of all the wounds on her body and put on new clothes, she opened the door to take the longevity noodles brought by Shuangxi, sat in front of the door and ate it with a big gulp.

After tossing and turning for half a night, she was indeed very hungry at this time.

waited until she finished eating, and then Shuangxi knelt down and knocked: "My good highness, Shuangxi wishes you a long life, a hundred years of peace, and endless blessings in the world..."

Zhao Chen wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "Get up, it's like this every year, I'm tired of you if you don't get tired of me." After a pause, "The old rule is that one person will be rewarded with a hundred taels, and at the dinner, let them all bring their families to the house." ”

Shuangxi responded with a painful face, and said, "The palace sent something early in the morning, and now you should go to thank the reward." ”

"When Yingchun comes back, let him go to Guangheyuan to find me." She said as she walked out.

………

Miyagi.

Zhao Chen half-closed his eyes, leaning on the shaking palace chariot, and the wounds everywhere were painful.

Planted, planted very thoroughly.

She calculated that Liang Xu would send someone to kill Cai Wen, and also said that Meng Yong would stop her, but she didn't expect that there would be other people involved, and she didn't calculate that Kunwu, who was seriously injured and had not healed, would appear there...

The good situation was disrupted, and the people didn't say nothing, but they were injured, and they had to start guarding against the third person who sent someone to kill Jia Fu's son-

Suddenly, the corners of her eyes twitched, her hands suddenly clenched, and she tensed to look at the oncoming person.

"I've seen Prince Wu." Kungo bowed lightly.

Zhao Chen's hand slowly loosened, and said with a smile: "General Kun? It's rare to see you, where are you going? She spoke briskly and seemed extremely enthusiastic.

"Do things." Kun Wu nodded slightly, didn't look at her, and walked past her palace and into the distance.

Kun Wu didn't seem to have any new injuries, that Meng Yong-

Seeing that she had been staring at the place where Kun Wu had disappeared, Lian Gui who followed her whispered, "Don't be surprised, this person has always been like this. ”

Zhao Chen nodded, and withdrew his gaze thoughtfully.

——

The inner hall of Cining Palace.

As soon as Zhao Chen walked in, he bowed hard, and said in a muffled voice: "My grandson has come to ask my ancestor for my guilt, it's all because my grandson is not filial, I haven't come to see you for so long, and I have to worry about you." ”

The Queen Mother couldn't help laughing, and waved her hand as if resentful: "Then why don't you come close and let the mourning family take a look?" ”

Zhao Chen pursed his lips and hurriedly got up and came to the edge of the phoenix couch.

"Why is your face so bad?" The Queen Mother touched her face and frowned, "Did you eat badly in the house?" Or are you feeling unwell? Did you call the imperial doctor to take a look? ”

Zhao Chen couldn't help curling the corners of his lips, and was silent for a moment before he said softly: "My grandson eats well, he can eat three people in one meal, and his body is also hard, but he has been staying in the house recently and is in a panic." ”

"You, you, always say that you have caused trouble for no reason, and you are still dishonest." The Queen Mother seemed to blame her, but she raised her hand and pulled her to sit down, "I heard that Xia Mingji has sued the emperor, saying that you lied to him." ”

Zhao Chen smiled embarrassedly, and asked, "Then you didn't demolish your grandson, right?" The bottle—"

"You said that it was given by the mourning family, how could the mourning family dismantle your platform?" The Queen Mother lightly pointed at her head, "You little bastard, you will make the mourning family lie with you, and say, how should you be punished?" ”

Zhao Chen laughed out loud, shook her arm and said, "It's still the best for the old ancestor, the old ancestor loves the grandson the most..."

The Queen Mother smiled from ear to ear, her eyes were full of joy and love, and she said for a long time: "If you are short of money to find the mourning family, why bother to provoke those ministers." ”

"The grandson is angry that they bully the grandson." She said lying on her side on the Queen Mother's lap, "Ancestor, the grandson is not young, you have to learn to protect yourself." ”

The Queen Mother paused, stroked her hair and said: "Yes, this is your birthday, eighteen, it's time to learn to grow up, after all, the mourning family is old, and I can't protect you for too long——"

"Ancestor!" Zhao Chen suddenly frowned, "Don't talk nonsense, you can be at the right time!" ”

The Queen Mother shook her head: "If it weren't for you, the Mourning family would have gone to see the first emperor eleven years ago, and at that time, the Mourning family really saw him, stood by the door, stretched out his hand and asked the Mourning family to go with him..."

Zhao Chen swallowed the words from his mouth.

The deep palace is lonely, and there should be someone who listens to the Queen Mother's thoughts.

"The mourning family wants to go with him, this life is too long and too long, and the mourning family is really tired." The Queen Mother looked at her, "But before you closed your eyes, you were taken back to Beijing and arrived at the bed of the mourning family." ”

"Your first imperial grandmother, crisp and vivid, the mourning family is suddenly reluctant to die." The Queen Mother seemed to be a little distracted, "Chen'er, it was you who fought for the life of the mourning family for the past eleven years-"

Zhao Chen closed her eyes, she also remembered it clearly.

The old man who was lying on the bed with all the oil and the lamp was so excited and happy the moment he saw her.

This is also the first care she felt in the extremely unfamiliar capital.

"Grandma Huang... With you, my grandson, I won't be afraid of anything..."She curled up, full of contentment.

It was a long time before she opened her eyes, and was about to say something, when she was stopped by a corner of the hall that was different from before.

It was a portrait she had never seen before.

The woman in the painting has willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, and a red and light veil, which is delicate and incomprehensible.

When the Queen Mother saw her sitting up, she couldn't help but smile and said lightly: "This is the portrait of the mourning family when she was young, and I only found it a few days ago, you shouldn't have seen it, right?" ”

Zhao Chen nodded, approached with an uncertain expression, and couldn't stop caressing the face of the person in the painting.

"It's old, it's not as good as it used to be." The Queen Mother looked at the portrait with a smile, "I can only look at the painting and miss it." ”

Zhao Chen slowly withdrew his hand, and finally glanced at it again, before turning around and saying, "Ancestor, today the Guanghe Garden is open, and the grandson promised Mr. Meng to go to the party." ”

"Okay, well, then the mourning family will not restrain you, and congratulate Mr. Meng on behalf of the mourning family."

………

All the thirteen houses near the main gate of Li were bought by Meng Yong and repaired together into the new Guanghe Garden.

The pavilion is continuous into a piece, and the jade masonry is carved and has a unique style.

Zhao Chen withdrew his eyes and limped in.

In the center is a three-story wooden theater building.

In the spacious first floor, the pool seats and the two compartments are full of people, and the seats are full.

The wet cotton towel was thrown from the first floor to the second floor, and the sound of "hand towel is coming" is endless.

Zhao Chen was looking left and right, and a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Did you not sleep well last night? Why is your face so bad? ”

The lake blue robe, without any embroidery, is neatly lined with the person's posture, and the green silk that has always been scattered in the past is tied together by a wooden hairpin, neat and refreshing.

It's also not like there's any new injury—

"I'm worried about you, I've had nightmares all night." Zhao Chen looked away.

"When that woman dragged me on my back, she didn't think about whether Her Royal Highness was worried or not." He clinged to her ear and said with a smile, "I disturbed your sleep, and you should punish her when you turn around-"