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What the hell is going on?

Baojin is also thinking carefully.

She gently stroked the treacherous and beautiful pearl mask, felt the special coldness of her fingertips, and seemed to hear Huo Ming's whispering in her ears again-

"I still remember this mask......"

Does he know his sister?!

Bao Jin couldn't help but shake his head - Huo Ming was the henchman of the puppet emperor when he raised his army, and when he attacked the capital, he also led the army to respond in the rear, which is reasonable, and these two people should not have anything to do with it.

The cold wind in the morning blew in from outside the curtain, Ji Xin came in with breakfast, saw that there was a faint black shadow under her eyes, and knew that she had just returned from another night, so she couldn't help frowning and persuading: "Why is Miss so desperate?" ”

"If you don't hurry up, if you delay it any longer, if you really let them lead the army to the south, half of the Jinzhu in the south of the Yangtze River will be wiped out."

Bao Jin smiled coldly, stretched out his green and crystal clear hand, stared carefully in front of him, and sighed: "These hands ...... It's already bloody—killing those people is enough to delay time for Nantang. ”

Her voice was gloomy, almost bored, looking at the non-existent blood 'color' on her hand, and finally sighed deeply, and took the lacquer box presented by Ji Xin.

"I was passing by the alley just now, and I heard the palace people whispering 'private'......"

Ji Xin whispered beside her.

"Oh......"

Bao Jin answered, drank the snow rice porridge slowly, and asked indifferently, "What's new in the palace?" ”

Ji Xin leaned close to her ear and said very mysteriously: "The emperor had a quarrel with the queen's mother last night, and in a fit of anger, he brushed his sleeves away late at night, and this matter has spread all over the palace." ”

Bao Jin smiled slightly. Still didn't care: "Between husband and wife." How can there be no quarrels, there is a folk proverb: 'bed' quarrels at the end of the 'bed', these people are afraid that the world will not be 'chaotic', 'chaotic' chewing tongue and heel, and it is boring. ”

"This time it's different, miss."

Ji Xin recalled the anecdote she had just heard, and continued: "I heard that the emperor didn't share breakfast with the queen today, and went straight to the court early in the morning, and the lights in Zhaoyang Palace were bright all night, and even the queen was very anxious!" ”

She said. While picking up the small dish under the food box - this tiger's eye cake is too sweet and greasy, Baojin usually doesn't touch it, so she eats it all for her, and the next moment, she let out a soft exclamation, "There is a note!" ”

Baojin's eyes lit up. Suddenly turned around and said, "Show me." ”

A small piece of paper, only three inches wide. There was nothing else on it, just a commonplace short poem -

"Compassion < | . . . Who.

Ji Xin caught a glimpse. There are no scruples. read it out softly, and said strangely: "I thought it was a secret report, but I didn't expect it to be this "Wanderer's 'Yin'". Could it be that someone misplaced it? ”

"It's impossible."

Bao Jin shook his head resolutely, looked at the note folded by the 'essence' heart, and asked in a deep voice, "You went to get breakfast, did you meet anyone?" ”

"I haven't met anyone...... We are in this palace, and we don't know each other well, who will talk to me......"

Ji Xin thought about it carefully, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she said: "I took a few plates of dim sum in the big dining room, and there was an old palace person in the queen's palace who came to ask for egg custard. ”

Bao Jin realized something and asked anxiously, "Is there a scar on the corner of your eye?" ”

"Yes, how do you know, miss?"

"That's my mother's dowry' 'maid' and 'daughter', Aunt Ren who brought me up when I was a child."

Bao Jin sighed, she unfolded the note in her hand, and said with a wistful smile: "This poem by Meng Jiao is one of my mother's favorite handwritten works......"

She remembered that her mother's handwriting, the only one she had preserved, had been accidentally lost while fleeing from Goryeo in a hurry, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

"She's trying to meet me."

Bao Jindi's smile turned warm, and he said, "I'll take time to go there in the evening." ”

****

The speculation in the palace is not empty, the cold war between the emperor and the queen, in the evening still does not stop, the emperor is abnormal, and then did not eat with the queen, Yi Xing Shan ate a few bites, and went to the royal 'flower' garden for a walk, in order to relieve the boredom in his heart.

At this time, it was late, the "flowers" and leaves were sparse, the plum fragrance was dark and cold, and a thin layer of Xiaoice was formed on the lakeside path.

The emperor paced steadily, remembering Huo Ming's bad news, and his heart was still angry.

Long before he met the queen, Huo Ming was his confidant, he was extraordinary in martial arts, but he has always followed him, and it can be said that he will never give up.

Such a loyal minister and general was suddenly killed, and he couldn't get out of it with the queen?!

He felt a burst of hatred in his heart, only to feel that he couldn't see through his beloved wife's mind more and more-

I share these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains with you, what more do you want?

You know he's my confidant, but you've done such horrible things!

Anger swelled with him, and he couldn't help but snap off a long branch and flick it back with great force.

Under the movement, I saw the shadows of the trees in the forest, and a figure loomed leisurely, letting out an exclamation.

"Who's there? Come out! ”

The emperor was in a state of fire, so he shouted in a deep voice.

"It's a concubine......"

Elegant and soft voice, but without any pretentiousness, a young 'girl' in palace clothes stepped out of the forest, with a slight surprise on her face.

She is dressed in a blue 'color' cloud dress, fresh and gratifying, but elegant and refined, standing under the plum tree, slim 'jade', like the moon of tomorrow, beautiful and pure.

But it's Xu Yinghua and Xu Jieyu.

"It's you."

The emperor glanced at her lightly, but he also secretly admired this beautiful 'color', and he asked, "The night is dark, what are you doing here?" ”

"Back to the emperor's words...... Concubine Xian Niangniang has been sleeping unsteadily recently, so I will pick some plum 'flowers' for her and put them in a bottle, which is also elegant and tight. ”

Xu Yinghua bowed calmly, then got up, and gently picked up the plum branch in her arms, and under the cover of the flowers, she became more and more quiet and beautiful.

"What's that?"

The emperor pointed to the pouch in her hand, and saw that it was densely embroidered with the word blessing, and the needle angle was free and 'fine'.

"This is the ...... embroidered by the concubine herself"

Xu Yinghua replied with a smile, her face flushed, and she was a little embarrassed: "I want to gather some more resting children for my mother, so that she can sleep well." ”

"You are a filial person."

The emperor looked at her calm and respectful posture and admired her sincerely.

Xu Yinghua's face was even more red, and he was about to retire with a bow, but he heard the emperor smile and said, "What, don't you invite me to sit with you?" (not ~ , , , )