Wen Qingwu looked at Li Zhi who suddenly appeared, and did not answer him, but directly bowed and saluted, "His Royal Highness King Jin." ”

"I see the corners of your clothes are torn. It must be cold to think that you must be cold. Li Zhi said, stretched out his other hand from the big man, held a hand stove wrapped in a cotton sleeve and handed it to Wen Qingwu, "For you." ”

Wen Qingwu subconsciously wanted to refuse, Li Zhi seemed to know that she was going to refuse, and when she opened her mouth, she stood on tiptoe and leaned close to her ear and whispered, "The third brother asked me to give it"

Wen Qingwu's cheeks flushed when she heard this. She looked at Li Zhi and saw him wink slyly at her.

Wen Qingwu hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to take the hand stove, "Thank you, Your Highness." ”

Li Zhi didn't say anything more, smiled at Wen Qingwu, and turned around and walked towards his east hall.

Wen Qingwu held the hand stove in his hand and put it into his wide robe. Li Jianzhi looked at her with doubts, she turned her head and pretended not to see it, and continued to look at her nose and nose.

The wind swept on Li Zhi's face, and the moment he left, the sly smile on his face disappeared.

About an hour after a stick of incense, Lin Jieyu and Concubine Xu Xian walked out. Both of them were a little embarrassed, especially Lin Jieyu, who cried into tears, sobbing and pressing the corners of her eyes with a brocade handkerchief.

"Take it to the court and guard it yourself." Si Mu said to Yu Linwei, who was waiting outside.

"Yes." Several Yu Lin Wei responded, and stepped forward to escort Concubine Xu Xian and Lin Jieyu away left and right.

After a group of people escorted Concubine Xu Xian and Lin Jieyu away, Si Mu turned his gaze to look at Concubine Mei Shu, "Concubine Shuniang, the emperor is invited." ”

The state of mind that had finally settled down was aroused by the crying Lin Jieyu. Concubine Mei Shufei glared at Lin Jieyu, and said in her heart that she didn't want to say anything. Then followed Si Mu towards the hall.

Concubine Mei Shufei didn't sleep well, and when she was taken away by Si Mu, she was taking a nap and was wearing a padded undershirt. It's a little thin in this winter.

My feet were stiff and my ears and cheeks were frozen red all the way. But because Fang Cai had been worried, he didn't pay much attention to it. At this moment, as soon as she entered the hall of great cause, the warmth on her face made her feel cold instantly. Immediately hugged his arms.

Turning into the main hall and touching Emperor Joan of Arc, who was sitting on the right seat, her gaze, which was almost frozen by winter, suddenly softened, and she couldn't help but speed up her pace in the direction of Emperor Joan of Arc.

"Your Majesty." She approached Emperor Joan of Arc and bowed, looking at him with a look of affection in her eyes.

Emperor Joan of Arc was still smiling at the moment, smiling as usual, "On this cold day, how does it feel to walk around the concubine outside?"

Concubine Mei looked at Emperor Zhende's face, stepped forward after saluting, and whispered, "It's okay." She said, rubbing her arms.

"Shang Ke" Emperor Zhende was still sitting, looking at Concubine Mei Shu and laughing, "Do you know, my son is enlightened, but in this cold winter wax moon, he doesn't even dare to take half a step out of the door." If she wasn't careful, the wind could kill her. ”

Concubine Mei Shu froze in place, looking at Emperor Joan of Arc blankly, "What does the emperor mean?"

"What do you really mean, don't you really understand?"

"The concubine doesn't know." Concubine Mei replied with a strange expression.

Emperor Joan of Arc stood up from his position and circled around Concubine Mei Shu, as if he had seen her for the first time, and looked at her carefully.

"For so many years, I have been blindfolded by your harmless face, and I can't see clearly what is under this face." Emperor Joan of Arc seemed to sigh, but his tone was extraordinarily calm.

"Your Majesty, what does this mean," Concubine Mei Shufei listened to Emperor Joan of Arc's words in a fog.

Emperor Joan of Arc didn't answer, but just circled the remaining half circle around Concubine Mei Shu, and then seemed to be thinking about something, and said to himself and seemed to ask the person in front of him again, "You said that my Empress Wende once saw your face under your skin."

When Concubine Mei heard this, her face turned pale, and her lips were closed, "Your Majesty, you have misunderstood your concubine."

"I didn't say anything, so you know that I misunderstood you" Emperor Joan of Arc turned to the front of Concubine Mei Shufei, his eyes were like a knife cutting through flesh, staring straight at Concubine Mei.

Concubine Mei Shufei was forced to breathe by this sudden coercion, and her breathing was disordered. She looked at Emperor Joan of Arc and saw that Emperor Joan of Arc had no intention of continuing after speaking. I don't know anything, but she won't admit it. As soon as his knees weakened, he knelt down, "Your Majesty, the concubine is wronged, and the concubine really doesn't know what you mean." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc looked at Concubine Mei condescendingly, there was no warmth in his eyes, and it was almost as cold as the cold winter outside.

"Wronged. Wronged you for harming my son, or wronged for harming the queen of the middle palace, or wronged you for using witchcraft to harm the royal family" The more Emperor Joan of Arc spoke, the more angry his voice became, and in the end he almost roared.

When Concubine Mei heard this, her legs were so weak that she couldn't even kneel, so she was half-paralyzed on the ground, and grabbed the corner of Emperor Joan of Arc's skirt, "The emperor's concubine wronged you for these things, don't do it, the concubine didn't listen."

Before he could speak, he was kicked in the heart by Emperor Joan of Arc, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Concubine Mei Shu's words came to an abrupt end, she sat down on the cold ground, looked up at Emperor Joan of Arc in dismay, a pair of water-cut autumn eyes with mist in them, as if she didn't know the man in front of her for decades.

It's moving.

Emperor Joan of Arc looked at Concubine Mei Shu's appearance, and suddenly became angry, and slapped her fiercely, "Slut, don't look at me with this kind of gaze" In the past, such a touching and unspeakable gaze did not know how many times he was drunk, how many times he was drunk, and now how hateful he is.

Concubine Mei Shufei was slapped by this, her whole ears began to roar, the left side of her face was beaten and she lost consciousness, and her whole brain was chaotic. For a while, she didn't even know what to say or say, she only raised her hand in a daze, touched the left side of her face, a trace of blood soaked her palm, she put down her palm and spread it out, it was the blood that was fanned out from the corner of her mouth.

She looked up, then at Emperor Joan of Arc. didn't say anything, with confusion and confusion, as well as a little humble pleading, "Your Majesty, the concubines really don't have any." As soon as he finished speaking, the mist in his two eyes condensed into a string of beads that fell from his lower eyelids and shattered on the cold bluestone slab.

Emperor Joan of Arc looked at Concubine Mei Shu indifferently and ruthlessly, with undisguised disgust on his face, "No, how could my Mingda be like this, how could my queen die?"

Concubine Mei opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything, only shook her head in tears.

"You say," Emperor Joan of Arc grabbed an inkstone on the table next to him and smashed it at Concubine Mei.