Bao Xi was playing against Xiuxiu in the main hall, and everyone hurriedly stepped forward to report to Bao Xitong, "Niangniang, Uncle Zheng is asking to see you outside the door." ”

"Uncle Zheng?" Bao Xi raised her head to look at Xiren, then lowered her head to look at the chess game, and after a while she spoke, "Did you say what was the matter?" ”

Xiren shook his head, "I came with Zhao Shangqing." ”

"Uncle?" Bao Xi pondered these two words for a while, and then turned her eyes to Xiuxiu, "Let's just say that the palace is unwell, can you explain something to Uncle Zheng about Sima Dutu's wedding?" ”

"But ......" Xiuxiu wanted to say that Uncle Zheng must not have come to look for Bao Xi when he came to pay his respects, but when the words came to his mouth, he had to swallow the words deeply, nodded and asked, "What if there is anything else?" ”

"You say I'm not well, he will understand." Bao Xi stood up and turned around and walked towards the dormitory, walked a few steps and turned her head to look at Xiuxiu, opened her mouth, and didn't say the sentence in her throat for a long time, she originally wanted to ask Xiuxiu to ask Zheng Bo Twenty-seven why he died? But suddenly he felt that it was no longer necessary, so he pursed his lips and continued to walk forward, leaving the main hall.

Knowing that someone went to invite Uncle Zheng to the palace to talk to him, Uncle Zheng actually felt a little nervous, I don't know if it was because he hadn't seen Bao Xi for a long time, or because of the death of Twenty-seven, or because of Uncle Zhao's words...... In short, he lowered his head and walked into the main hall of the East Palace in a panic. And Uncle Zhao didn't want to argue with Bao Xi head-on, so he watched Zheng Boyou step in, but he stood outside the door, turned around and said goodbye and left.

"Uncle Zheng," Xiuxiu called when she saw Zheng Boyou enter the door, walked in his direction, and stood in front of him. Zheng Boyou was startled when he heard this, and then he looked around, he didn't see Bao Xi, and he couldn't help but be disappointed in his heart, and then he saluted Xiuxiu, "See Niangniang." ”

"Uncle Zheng and I don't have to be polite," Xiuxiu said, "Niangniang is unwell today, Zheng Bolai's is really unfortunate, now Sima Dutu's marriage is in charge of me, if Zheng Bo has something to say to Niangniang, it is the same with Xiuxiu." ”

"Niang Niang is sick again?" Zheng Boyou asked.

Xiuxiu didn't answer, just looked at Zheng Boyou, the meaning in his eyes was nothing more than telling Zheng Boyou that he should understand. After a long time, Uncle Zheng had no choice but to nod, "I wonder when the dog's marriage is scheduled?" ”

"After the sacrifice, it will be Sima's wedding." Xiuxiu said, "The marriage of Qi and Zheng, the king attaches great importance to it, and now the Jiao State is close to the territory of Zheng State, which is considered a wish of the king, and the next few days, Zheng Bo has to personally pay a visit to thank the king." ”

"I understand," Zheng Boyou nodded.

"As for the wedding banquet guests, it still needs to be decided by Uncle Zheng, and Xiuxiu doesn't dare to do it for him." Xiuxiu said, "I have negotiated with my wife to prepare some dowry, after all, Qi is a big country, this face is still enough, and the king also has a reward mixed with it......"

Xiuxiu stated the wedding to Zheng Boyou one by one, Zheng Boyou kept nodding, did not raise any questions about Xiuxiu's arrangement, and after Xiuxiu finished conveying all the big and small affairs, asked Zheng Boyou, "Does Zheng Boke have any questions?" ”

"The old lady has passed away." Zheng Boyou looked at Xiuxiu and whispered, these words made Xiuxiu very stunned, after all, she was from the Zheng Mansion, and she felt a little close to the people in the Zheng Mansion, when she said this, Xiuxiu's heart couldn't help but surge with sadness, "When did it happen?" ”

"A few days ago." Zheng Boyou said.

Xiuxiu blinked, some tears overflowed in her eyes, and she raised her head slightly, "What about marriage?" ”

"Let's do it as soon as possible......" Zheng Boyou sighed, "I was with the ...... that day" he shook his head halfway through he said, and didn't say any more, his wedding with Twenty-seven was also in the year of his father's death, and he didn't keep filial piety for three years, recalling this time, it is inevitable to think of Twenty-seven's tragic death, she only asked to die in her arms before she died, and in the past few years of marrying herself, he never seemed to make her happy for a day, and finally relied on the blessing of this woman, and survived in the position of Uncle Zheng.

"A few days ago?" Xiuxiu repeated this time in her mouth, and asked, "Yes and Zheng...... Did the two sons pass away together? ”

Zheng Boyou nodded.

"What happened in the Zheng Mansion and why did it ......" Xiuxiu felt confused, hoping that Zheng Boyou could tell him in detail about the events of that day, Zheng Boyou didn't want to mention the past anymore, and interrupted him without telling Xiuxiu to finish, "It's just a coincidence." ”

"Coincidence?" Xiuxiu frowned and asked casually, "What about Twenty-Seven?" Still alive? ”

Zheng Boyou also shook his head.

"Is it a coincidence?" Xiuxiu asked again.

"Hmm......" Zheng Boyou replied and took a deep breath, "I hurt her, if it weren't for me, she wouldn't have to die." ”

Xiuxiu's expression was waiting for Zheng Boyou to continue, but he looked up at Xiuxiu, shook his head, and chose to remain silent, before finally sighing lightly and asking, "Jiao Guo's matter, but Niangniang did it?" ”

"If Uncle Zheng has a chance, he should ask Niangniang in person about this matter, right?" Xiuxiu didn't know how to answer Zheng Boyou's words, so she had to answer like this.

"Is there still this opportunity?" Zheng Boyou asked.

"It's still a long time, and it will always ...... Yes, right? Xiuxiu was very unsure, so she had to consider her answer.

Zheng Boyou looked at her and nodded, "The king spent the night in Youyang Palace today. ”

"Harem women can't be favored alone, doesn't Uncle Zheng understand this truth?" Xiuxiu asked, "Since Mrs. Chu is the wife of the Great King, it is reasonable to spend the night in her palace and pamper her. ”

Zheng Boyou didn't speak again, this conversation could not continue, looking at Donggong's eyes were full of affection, but he was affectionate and wrong, and no one looked at him. He asked Xiuxiu to resign, "Ask Niangniang on behalf of me, I will call the dog to come to pay respects to the king and thank the mother for his kindness." ”

Xiuxiu nodded.

Zheng Boyou was about to turn around and leave, but there was a sudden sound in the dormitory, Xiuxiu's face turned red in an instant, and everyone could hear that this was a coquettish pant and moan made by men and women when they were in love, everyone knew that the king was staying in Youyang Palace overnight this morning, but now, ...... Zheng Boyou frowned, "Didn't you say that the king was not there?" ”

"This ......" Xiuxiu bit her lower lip, not knowing how to answer.

In the morning, Zheng Boyou went to the East Palace Hall and Ji Gongyan was a matter of front and back, and it can even be said that Ji Gongyu arrived earlier than Zheng Boyou. As soon as Bao Xi withdrew from the dormitory, she met Ji Gongyan, who was waiting in the door, and both of them were taken aback, neither of them expected to see each other here.

"The King?" Ji Gongyan pulled Bao Xi over, covered her lips and teeth and dragged her into the dormitory, without having time to make a sound, and no one knew that Ji Gongyan had actually returned to the Qiongtai Palace.

Back in the dormitory, Ji Gongyan closed the door and pulled Bao Xi in front of him, "Why don't you see him?" ”

"Why did the king come here all of a sudden?" Bao Xi asked suspiciously.

"Shouldn't the widow come?" Ji Gongyan lowered his voice and asked, "This is the widow's home, can't you come back?" After he finished speaking, he felt that what he said was reasonable, and he didn't know why he lowered his voice like a thief in his own home, so he had to cough twice, straighten up, and his voice became louder again, "Or do you have to report to you now when you go in and out?" ”

Bao Xi shook his head, looked up at Ji Gongyan, and felt aggrieved in his heart, but he couldn't put on a grievance, so he had to look at him expressionlessly.

When they first met, Ji Gongyu still remembered the pale and expressionless Bao Xi, he thought that nothing could disturb her emotions, and thought that she didn't care about anything. But after knowing each other for a few years, he has learned too much about her, but her expression is calm and unchanged, and the more turbulent her heart becomes.

Ji Gongyan took a step forward, hugged Bao Xi in his arms, rested his chin on Bao Xi's shoulder, and his cheek was against her cheek, the Bao Xi in his arms was as soft as a bone, he was a little distressed, and regretted that he shouldn't be so hard to fight with his own woman.

"Great King," Bao Xi pressed her elbow against Ji Gongyan's chest, trying to push him away, but where did she have his strength, "Why did she suddenly turn back from Youyang Palace?" ”

"The widow stayed in Youyang Palace, are you angry?" Ji Gongyan hugged Bao Xi and asked, Bao Xi shook his head in his arms, Ji Gongyan thought that Bao Xi would deny it early on, and no longer pursued the topic, "Why don't you see Zheng Boyou?" Because the widow minds? ”

"No," Bao Xi replied softly, in fact, she had a lot of things in her heart that she wanted to say to Ji Gongyan, but at this time, she couldn't say a word, "The concubine is just ...... just felt that Sima Dutu's marriage had always been prepared by Xiuxiu, and it was perfect for her to go to see Uncle Zheng. ”

"That's it, what influenced you to meet him?" Ji Gong straightened up, looked at Bao Xi's eyes and asked, his eyes were deep, his hands held her cheeks, and his fingers caressed her tender skin, "You don't want to know how Twenty-Seven died?" ”

Bao Xi shook her head, "This matter is no longer important to me. She looked at Ji Gongyan's eyes were cold, and his heat was like ice and fire.

"Not important?" Ji Gongyu asked, he didn't expect Bao Xi to answer like this.

"Well," Bao Xi nodded, took a step back, and avoided Ji Gongyan's eyes chasing her, "How exactly Twenty-Seven died, it no longer matters to me, whether I know it or not, it doesn't matter, so what Uncle Zheng says doesn't matter to me anymore, in that case, why bother to see him and make him misunderstand me again?" ”

Ji Gongyan nodded, and the heart that had just been ignited was thoroughly poured with cold water by Bao Xi, "It means that the widow is no longer important to you, so you don't care what the widow did, right?" ”

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