Chapter 36: Misidentification

The dust in the room flew up in the faint light that came in from the outside, like fireflies, and there was still a glimmer of light, He Xi was in the faint light of this room, standing with his hands down, as if isolated from the world, the person's footsteps did not slow down at all, He Xi seemed to hear the sound of clenching teeth.

Closer, one step, two steps.

She still stood in place and didn't know how to dodge, the expression between her eyebrows became more and more cold and arrogant, and a red plum blossom shone brightly on her forehead.

The man's face finally flashed out of the darkness, He Xi didn't know how to describe that face, anger, fear, begging, sadness all turned into a wisp of sorrow on Cai He's face, her eyes were blood-red, and when she finally saw He Xi's appearance, the ignorance in her eyes receded, turning into a cloud of mist.

"!" Cai He stubbornly stopped the steps running towards He Xi, like a marionette that went to the control line, slumped on the ground, and was wearing the original gray-white cotton and linen coarse cloth palace clothes, which can only be worn by the most inferior slaves.

It was originally a dull shirt, but because it was not taken care of, the hem of the placket was now full of stains, and there seemed to be a pool of yellow suspicious water stains at the corner of the skirt.

"...... Niangniang ......" Caihe knelt on the ground, her eyes burst out with intense joy, and she swallowed up the remaining emotions little by little. That's all he mutters.

He Xi didn't care at all about the dirty floor staining her plain gouache embroidered white lotus pleated skirt, the skirt was on the ground, and the stark contrast in the dim room made people feel a little beautiful and weird.

She leaned down, her autumn-like eyes stared at Caihe's eyes tightly, and said word by word: "Tell this palace what happened?" ”

Caihe's mother called in her mouth, she called herself the palace, these are not the titles she should have, she borrowed the identity of Mu Jin, the first queen of the calendar, and the identity of Mu Jin.

Caihe is crazy now, where can he really distinguish the person in front of him, his eyebrows and eyes, especially the plum makeup between his forehead, presumably as long as the palace people who have served in Weiyang Palace, no one does not know.

Caihe heard He Xi ask like this, the cold sentence seemed to be a sharp knife stabbed into her heart one by one, hurting into the bone marrow, she thought of something terrible, slowly curled up, buried her face in her knees, cried, and whimpered: "It's not us, it's really not us, we don't know why it's on fire, please let us go, please." ”

Although the voice was intermittent and very low, He Xi still understood the meaning of Caihe's words - I don't know why it caught fire?

Could it be that someone is doing something wrong back then, Caihe is still repeating these words like a madman, tears and saliva have long been left on his face, He Xi was moved by compassion for a while, these people were convicted because of themselves, she naturally knew the methods of torturing people in the Sin Slave Mansion, if any palace lady was in a bad mood on weekdays, she would pick one from the Sin Slave Mansion, beat and scold and punish her, and then throw it back.

Cai He was frightened, his messy hair was soaked with sweat, and he was standing on his face wet.

He Xi stretched out her hand to help Caihe tidy up, but she forgot, Rao is now Caihe has regained a little consciousness, but he is still a crazy and stupid person, and he is extremely vigilant, seeing He Xi stretching out his white Ruyi fingers, a strange smile welled up between his lips.

A pain in the fingertips, He Xi lowered her head and frowned, just when she saw Caihe's mouth wide open, biting on her fingertips, the pain came from her fingertips all over the body, He Xi came back to her senses, she was a little self-deprecating in her heart, she wanted to withdraw her fingers, but she didn't let go of Caihe's mouth at all, the pain became more and more intense, and the tooth marks were also soaked with blood, Caihe's mouth was fishy and sweet, and she tasted the taste of blood, and she was a little excited, demented, and laughed more and more weirdly.

The two were at a stalemate like this, and suddenly someone slapped the back of Caihe's neck, and the warm fingers pulled He Xi's hand, and said in a voice: "With such a stupid person, how can you not be guarded, how can I teach you?" ”

The tone was full of blame, it was Tuoba Yue, looking at He Xi's bloody bite, deep into the wound to the bone, and there were waves in his eyes that had always been lazy and uninhibited.

The posture of the two was ambiguous, He Xi actually thought of that night, her body moved, she withdrew her hand from Tuoba Yue's hand, and said lightly: "It's just a small injury, just go back and rub some ointment, let His Royal Highness King Xian worry." ”

Becoming more and more alienated, Tuoba Yue's thin lips pursed like a knife, as if he wanted to say something, but he finally endured it and put on that cold look: "The emperor is here." ”

He Xi's heart moved, she didn't know why Tuoba Chen came at this time, she reached out and took off the veil covering her face, and tied it to the wound on her finger at will.

The veil was originally a thin silk, but now it was stained with blood, and it was unexpectedly opened, and after a moment's effort, the white yarn seemed to unfold a red plum.

"Now that Your Majesty is here, I'm going out." After taking two steps outside, he saw Tuoba Chen still standing in place and said: "Caihe said that person seems to be investigating the fire in Weiyang Palace back then, and it is up to Your Highness to deal with this matter." ”

After speaking, Shi Shiran left.

Pushed open the door, the dazzling sunlight outside the door, shook He Xi couldn't help but squint his eyes, such a light and the darkness of the room formed a sharp contrast, making people feel like a new life, but He Xi felt that his heart was getting colder and colder, even cooler than when he was indoors, so under Lang Lang's Qiankun, how many dark things are dressed in a gorgeous and glamorous coat, wandering the world?

"What's wrong with the little master's hand?" With an exclamation, Ruyi rushed over with fast steps, saw the shocking white yarn on He Xi's hand, and asked anxiously.

He Xi waved his hand indifferently, and asked sideways, "Your Majesty is here?" ”

Ruyi nodded, and said in the direction of the east hall: "Your Majesty has come to have a cup of tea, presumably the matter of Chuxiu Palace is in a uproar now, and Your Majesty also wants to solve it as soon as possible, so as to calm the panic of everyone in the harem." ”

He Xi bowed slightly, raised her feet and walked towards the east hall, Ruyi followed behind He Xi, looked at the dust on the corner of He Xi's skirt, frowned unconsciously, and asked in person: "Don't you want to change your clothes here?" ”

How do you know that He Xi's flower-like lips hooked a slight arc, his footsteps did not stop, and he still walked towards the east hall, Fuqing stood under the corridor of the bluestone slab, stood with his hands down, saw that it was He Xi, bowed down and smiled: "Little master, Your Majesty knows that you are in Chuxiu Palace, so I came to take a look." ”

He Xi's eyebrows moved inaudibly, Tuoba Chen knew that he had come to Chuxiu Palace, which meant that his whereabouts were exposed, but this was also normal, now in the entire Hehuan Palace, except for the Ruyi beside him, which was sent in by Chu Yunshen, the rest of the palace people must have the eyeliner of each palace.

Fuqing looked down at the white yarn wrapped around He Xi's fingers, and was busy: "Little master, this is?" ”

"It's okay, Father-in-law Lao is worried." He Xi blessed Fuqing, it stands to reason that Fuqing is a favored slave by the emperor's side, but no matter how favored he is, he is also a slave, no matter how low his position is, he is still a master, and he is like this to Fuqing, which can be regarded as lifting Fuqing.

Fuqing couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, and his gaze at He Xi became more and more soft, and when He Xi passed by Fuqing's side, He Xi heard Fuqing's whisper: "Little master, Your Majesty is very dissatisfied with the little master coming to Chuxiu Palace without authorization, and the little master should be careful to deal with it." ”

This is already a special point, He Xi sincerely thanked him, and then stepped into the east hall.

Except for a palace maid who was responsible for adding tea in the hall, there was no one else, Tuoba Chen sat on the chair of Lihua Nanmu by the window in the east hall, watching He Xi enter the palace step by step.

He Xi lowered his hand, walked to Tuoba Chen's side unhurriedly, leaned over and bowed, and said, "The concubine sees Your Majesty, Your Majesty is blessed with Jin'an." ”

The forehead touched the cold ground, He Xi had never been so sober for a moment, although she had made preparations this time, but she was still reckless, she was anxious, because she wanted to find the person behind the scenes as soon as possible, because she intuitively felt that if this person was not familiar to her, it was the old person who had known her, otherwise, how could she find the truth of the year with such fanfare?

But how could she forget that the person in front of her was the current Son of Heaven, suspicious by nature, and she had been involved with the matter of Chu Xiu Palace over and over again, how could she not let Tuoba Chen doubt herself.

The person at the top was silent for a long time, and He Xi knelt on the ground upright, and the two people who knelt and sat together looked harmonious and strange in the silent hall.

For a long time, He Xi's wrist supporting her body ached, she tried her best to stabilize her body, shook it lightly, her fingertips touched the ground, and there was a pain of concentration, He Xi's face turned pale, she took a cold breath, her fingers shrank unconsciously, and the red on the white gauze became more and more intense.

However, there was no trace of mercy from the person above, Tuoba Chen looked at her coldly, and He Xi had no choice but to endure the pain, pursed his lips, and waited motionlessly for Tuoba Chen's fall.

is also such a stubborn look, it seems that Tuoba Chen has a trance illusion, kneeling on the ground is not He Xi, but the former Mu Jin, they are like, but not like, that person will raise his head, even if he is in tears, he will ask himself why, why.

And He Xi is different, she knelt on the ground tremblingly at this time, like a plum blossom waiting for a storm, arrogant but powerless.

sighed lightly, but this sigh was like a heavenly sound in He Xi's ears, which proved that Tuoba Chen's attitude towards this matter still had room for change. She knew Tuoba Chen too well, even every little action, but the most ridiculous thing was that she didn't see his ruthlessness clearly.