"It's less than a moment. Flash dance" Li Ke replied in a low voice, with a respectful attitude.

Li Zhen listened with great satisfaction.

Turn your head and ask no more.

Emperor Zhende walked to the main hall and sat down, waved his hand and motioned for a few people to sit down as well, and then first talked to Li Zhen for a while, and then asked him to retreat.

At this point, it's the end of the day. Li Zhen was also very tired. Today, he didn't just go to worship the Taizu Temple. Running back and forth made him very tired. He didn't stay long, and saluted to Emperor Joan of Arc and was about to retire.

Only then did Emperor Joan de look at Li Ke, "What else do you have to do?" ”

If it's just a greeting, you'll be able to leave.

Li Ke was also calm, and when he heard this, he bowed directly to Emperor Joan of Arc and said, "Today, Erchen heard some gossip. After thinking about it for a long time, I still wanted to talk to my father. ”

"What gossip?" Emperor Joan of Arc raised his eyebrows.

Li Ke pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Changle is over nineteen years old now, but he is still alone. What does Father think? ”

Hearing Changle's words, Emperor Joan of Arc sat up straight and looked at Li Ke's gaze, "Why did you suddenly talk about Changle?" "Changle, as the eldest princess, is the last of all his daughters, and there is no one he cherishes.

"There have been rumors in the palace recently, Changle" Li Ke said, his voice slowed down, and then he continued: "Changle and General Si seem to be in love with each other? "He's not very sure. 35xs

Changle is over nineteen years old now, and her daughter's family has already married her at her age. Only Changle is reluctant to leave the cabinet. I tried to talk to her many times, and I also mentioned many men from good families in Beijing, but Changle was still unwilling.

Originally, this had always been the only thing in her mother's heart that she couldn't let go, but she just didn't want to, and it was difficult for her to force her mother. was pushed by her until her aunt died.

Changle is the most similar to her mother among all the children.

After her aunt died, she figured it out herself. If she really doesn't want to live or die, he won't persecute her anymore. It is okay to raise her in the palace for the rest of her life. The prince is also good to his sisters, especially his siblings, even if he is gone in the future, Changle can live well in the palace.

So I really didn't care about it anymore.

Emperor Zhende looked at Li Ke with no extra expression, "Where did you hear this gossip?" ”

It doesn't matter, but it's not forgetting. As long as Changle doesn't get married, he will always think about it in his heart. But the premise is still on her.

Now that I hear Li Ke talk about this, I can't help but ask a few more questions.

"I heard it from A-Niang today." Li Ke looked at Emperor Zhende's face, and there seemed to be consideration on his face, "The news in the palace is fast, I'm afraid I will bump into it more than once or twice." ”

Bumped into once or twice?

If you bump into it in person, it's not a casual rumor that spreads over there.

Emperor Joan of Arc sat on the dragon chair and thought for a while, then propped himself up and stood up, "You don't know that Niang, she wants to say a lot all day long, and she can't hide her mouth, just listen to these words." ”

"Alright, it's getting late. Go back, I'm going to rest. Emperor Joan of Arc said, waving his hand at Li Ke.

Early the next morning, Wen Qingwu arrived early in the morning. I was very tired last night, but I still didn't dare to delay half a point today, so I got up and picked it up when it was time, and came to the Zichen Hall with a lantern.

Because I slept too little and tossed for a day yesterday, my body is still weak. The brain also hurts a little.

Handing the lantern to the slave next to her, Wen Qingwu took off her cloak and shook it, Fan Yunxian took it and followed her into the hall.

"Talented, King Wu came here last night." Fan Yunxian hugged Wen Qingwu's cloak and whispered behind her.

The last time he found that Wen Qingwu and Li Ke had a good relationship, he couldn't help but mention it more.

"Last night?" Wen Qingwu stopped, and at this time she happened to cross the door of the side hall, "What is he doing here?" ”

Why did Li Ke come to Zichen Hall in the middle of the night? Yesterday was obviously a sacrifice at Taizu Temple.

That's right...... Yesterday was the middle of winter, and she made an appointment with him. She suddenly thought of the hurry of Liuji yesterday, but did she tell Li Ke?

Wen Qingwu couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.

In fact, this matter was not a big deal, but I had no choice but to miss the appointment once. But Wen Qingwu wanted to despise people who had missed the deadline, so he had to pay more attention to it.

Fan Yunxian shook his head, "I didn't hear it, the slave didn't follow up in the hall." And he handed over his post outside. After he finished whispering, he added: "But it shouldn't be a big deal to think about it, and it didn't take long for King Wu to come out." It didn't seem to make much difference when I followed up. ”

Wen Qingwu listened, nodded, didn't ask any more, and walked into the Zichen Palace.

In the hall, Emperor Joan of Arc was getting up, and Wen Qingwu stepped forward to take over the clothes and continued to take care of Emperor Joan of Arc. Emperor Joan of Arc glanced down at her, then withdrew his gaze and continued to vacate his gaze.

After putting it on, Emperor Zhende straightened his sleeves by himself, "You go back and forth between Zichen Hall and Dafu Palace every day, passing through most of the palace every day, what rumors have you heard?" Emperor Joan of Arc suddenly asked.

Wen Qingwu looked at Emperor Joan of Arc blankly, "Are you asking...... What rumors? ”

Emperor Joan of Arc didn't answer, and looked up at Wen Qingwu, "You don't know what you heard?" ”

Wen Qingwu lowered her head and said softly, "Everyone knows that slaves and maids have never been talkative, and they are the most impatient to gossip with people in the palace. ”

In this way, Wen Qingwu rarely gossiped with the people in the palace.

It's not a little, it should be never. He'd never seen it anyway. I stay by my side from morning to night, and I don't say a word of much, let alone gossip with others.

"That's it, it's useless to ask you." Emperor Joan of Arc no longer asked, "You go back and stare at the palace to see what's going on over there in Changle." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc said.

Wen Qingwu understood what she meant, she looked at Emperor Joan of Arc, "Are you talking about the fifth princess?" ”

The gossip in the palace is the only one that can be related to Princess Changle.

"What, what have you heard?" Emperor Joan of Arc turned his head and looked at Wen Qingwu again. Looking at her expression, he knew what she knew, and sneered, "I just said that I don't gossip with others, but I've listened to enough gossip now." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc listened to disgust in his mouth, but he didn't mean that in his heart. He is more willing to believe Wen Qingwu's words than other people's gossip.

She is not a person who adds fuel to the fire, nor does she chase after the wind. can say it from the innermost part of her, and it is generally not a gossip without feet.

Sure enough, the next moment, I heard Wen Qingwu say: "Where is it?" Her voice was aggrieved, "It's a slave, when Xiaoxue sent the rewards of the palaces that day, she came out of the Shicui Hall and wanted to copy the path to Xuanwei Palace, but she happened to see Princess Changle and "

Wen Qingwu stopped talking and looked up at Emperor Joan of Arc.

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