Chen Ying bowed to the Empress Dowager Xiao, and when she spoke, her tone was still like a wave of water, without the slightest fluctuation: "Back to the Empress Dowager, the lord of Xiangshan County framed my eldest sister for stealing, buying people's certificates, and destroying ......."

"That's not what the mourners want to hear!" Empress Dowager Xiao interrupted her abruptly, the aura on her body instantly turned cold, she stared at Chen Ying, and her voice turned cold: "No wonder the mourning family didn't give you a chance." ”

The words are cold, like a blade.

Chen Ying raised her head and looked directly at Empress Xiao.

The beauty of the twilight stood among the green trees, full of gorgeousness and pearls, but it seemed so empty and fragile.

That sad feeling came back to my heart again.

Shandong has been suffering from severe drought for many years, locust plagues in the northwest are frequent, and strong enemies in the north and south of Great Chu are standing, and it is far from the time when singing and dancing will be peaceful.

However, as long as the fleeing refugees did not appear in Shengjing, as long as the soldiers did not force into the palace, in the eyes of the Queen Mother, all this did not exist.

In her eyes, she can only tolerate the few people and things in front of her.

The Queen Mother, who is at the pinnacle of power, can only do this?

"The courtiers have nothing else to say but the facts." Chen Ying spoke, still looking directly at the Empress Dowager Xiao, her eyes were calm, without a trace of fear.

Empress Dowager Xiao also looked back at her.

For the first time, she noticed that this unusually clean-looking girl didn't seem to be afraid of her at all.

"You're not afraid?" She asked, her face becoming colder and colder, and a chilling aura condensed on her body.

The air around him cooled rapidly, as if it was even a little overcast.

Chen Ying still looked calm, and said lightly: "Why should the courtiers be afraid? Is it because the courtiers told the truth? ”

She turned her eyes away and looked at the heavy buildings in the distance, and a real smile bloomed on the corner of her lips: "Since when has honesty become a kind of guilt?" The courtier's daughter uses empirical evidence to argue right and wrong, why is it wrong? Instead of correcting mistakes, we will dust the truth. If this is the way of the world, the courtiers can only say that the way of this world is not light. ”

Empress Dowager Xiao looked at Chen Ying fixedly, and there was a trace of weirdness in the depths of her eyes.

She wondered why she didn't feel angry.

Such words and attitudes can already be called offended, but she doesn't feel offended.

She seemed to know instinctively that this little girl, who was only thirteen years old, was just telling the truth in front of her.

For a moment, she felt in a trance.

How long has it been since she heard the truth?

She has lived two dynasties, met all kinds of people, fought with countless people, and speculated about the truth in many verbal exchanges every day.

And facts, truths, and truths, such ordinary and visible things, have gradually become a luxury for her.

Empress Dowager Xiao tugged at the corners of her mouth and said something that surprised even herself.

"Can't you tell a lie?" She said, finding that her tone was actually helpless, and even a little lenient: "No matter how you say it, the mourning family is also the queen mother, you are a little girl, why can't you say a few words along the mourning family?" ”

The corners of Chen Ying's mouth moved, but she didn't answer.

Empress Dowager Xiao didn't seem to need her to answer, she only shook her head slightly, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "The mourning family is old, I don't understand what you little guys are thinking." ”

"What is the imperial grandmother thinking, tell her grandson to hear it." A voice suddenly sounded, Qingyue was gentle and moving, like the leaves of a tree swaying in the wind in the sun, and like someone playing a flute in a long alley on a spring afternoon.

Chen Ying followed the prestige, and saw a slender young man wearing a dark dragon robe, slowly walking from among the verdant trees.

The eyebrows like distant mountains and the clear eyes like a clear sky, when you smile, it seems to bloom all spring.

In an instant, the clouds dispersed and the fog closed, the sky was like a wash, and the bright sun rushed on.

Chen Ying shook her head, and hurriedly bent her waist to salute, while sighing lightly in her heart.

Beautiful people naturally have a strong lethality, Chen Ying felt that her eyes were burned a lot, so she took the opportunity to lean over and raised her sleeves and rubbed them.

The one who can wear the dragon robe in the Great Chu Dynasty is either the prince or the prince, and looking at the age of this man, there is no doubt that he is His Royal Highness the Prince.

What a dazzling beautiful man.

Chen Ying secretly thought in her heart.

No wonder Mrs. Xingjibofu tried so hard to stuff her daughter over, if she was a mother, she would have to think about it.

Chen Ying squinted slightly, trying to imagine the picture of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Chen Luo standing side by side, and a sigh of admiration burst out from the bottom of his heart.

That's a very good pair. It's a pity that Chen Lu was born in the Guogong Mansion, and I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to appreciate this picture.

Chen Ying felt slightly regretful.

As soon as she saw that the person who came was the crown prince, the twilight on Empress Dowager Xiao disappeared in an instant, and a pleasant smile appeared on her face, and she asked, "Why are you free to come?" Your mother called you? ”

"The grandson came by himself, and the imperial grandmother is fine." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had already walked over, smiled and saluted, then turned to Chen Ying again, stretched out his hand to help him, and said warmly: "No courtesy, please get up." ”

A gentleman's words are like a spring breeze.

At that moment, Chen Ying's mind went back and forth, and he only had these few words.

In the past, when she read in books about someone who "gives people a feeling of spring breeze", she always felt that it was too much of a lie.

How can there be such a person in this world? How can the spring breeze be experienced through people?

At this moment, Chen Ying deeply realized it.

It turns out that there is really such a man in this world, just one word and one action can make people warm from the bottom of their hearts.

Chen Ying slowly got up and looked at the tall figure in front of him with the rest of his eyes.

Looking closely, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince actually looks like Emperor Yuan Jia, especially a pair of eyes, which are as bright as autumn water.

With just these two eyes, you can take eighteen streets of modern small fresh meat.

"What is the imperial grandmother talking about, let the grandson hear it." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said, the smile on his face was very warm, and Chen Ying immediately looked away.

Inexplicably, she was a little sympathetic to those who served him closely.

If you have a handsome face and such a smile, you have to face it every day, first, you are afraid that your eyes will be blind, and second, you can't stop being moved when you think about it.

Heart-warming but unobtainable, can only watch from afar, the women here can come into contact with people and things are extremely limited, there is no external object to resolve, not depressed but also lovesick.

Serving His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really a laborious and laborious thing.

Chen Ying thought about these things in her heart, and was a little distracted, but she didn't hear Empress Dowager Xiao say anything back, until a well-maintained white finger wearing mutton fat jade fingers stretched out steeply in front of her eyes.

"Oh, it's this little girl." The Queen Mother's tone was like a joke, and it seemed like she was complaining to the prince: "In front of the mourning family, this girl refuses to say a few nice words to beg for mercy, she is really tough like something." But she is a delicate girl, she can't beat, scold and scold, mourning in her heart, not to mention how uncomfortable it is. ”