Wu Zhoushan.

The King of the North Sea and Rin stood on the edge of the windward cliff in fluttering clothes, looking at the many slave laborers in the cave building Buddha statues. And not far from the Buddha statue, Tuoba Hong, under the protection of Gongyi and the guards, leisurely watched the progress of slave labor.

"Your Highness the Seven." An extremely enchanting voice came from behind the King of the North Sea.

The King of Beihai looked back and saw Zheng Minya, his eyes slightly rippling as he approached.

Ji Yu's face was cold, and he said, "Why are you here?"

Zheng Minya still looked at him with a smile, there seemed to be a hint of hesitation in her eyes, she wanted to tell him that because you were here, you came, but she didn't mention it.

She replied softly: "I came to visit my eldest brother, he said that he missed Minya, and Minya hasn't seen her eldest brother for a while."

The King of the North Sea smiled, turned his eyes back and didn't look at her again, and looked at the busy slave laborers in the mountains.

Zheng Minya quietly walked to the side of the Beihai King, and when she met Xie Rin's gaze, she gave him a look, and Xie Rin walked away with interest.

Her face was forced to smile, and her heart was tormented.

She knew that he had no affection for her, even if he clearly understood that she and he had slept in the same bed that day, he didn't take it seriously, he was still so ruthless.

After he was gone, she lay in bed and cried all morning.

It's only until she understands it, even if he doesn't have her in his heart, as long as she has him in her heart, even if it's just a glance.

So she came, so that she could see him more time.

She looked sideways at his cold face, sad.

Is it really so reluctant to see her?

She wanted to vent, she wanted to ask angrily, why did you do this to her? But she calmed down and calmed her heart.

He didn't leave immediately, but he tolerated her more.

She knows that as long as she fights and works hard, she will be fine.

If he doesn't mention that day, she should forget it, as long as he doesn't ignore her.

Zheng Minya tightly pulled a sachet in her palm, which she embroidered overnight and gave it to him in order to see him today.

She took a calm breath and thought for a long time before she turned her head and stretched the sachet in front of him, and said softly, "For you." ”

The King of the North Sea lowered his eyes and coldly refused, "No." ”

Her hand froze in the air, Zheng Minya didn't know if she should take it back, her face twitched, her eyelashes blinked slightly, and a chill welled up in her heart.

She froze there, and he still didn't see it.

She withdrew her hand, smiled slightly, and when her eyes were retracted, she saw that there was already a sachet hanging on his waist, and the sachet was embroidered with snow-white pear blossoms.

Pear.

Zheng Minya seemed to have clearly understood that the heart of the King of Beihai was still sinking on Wang Zhen'er, but that person had already passed away.

She trembled and sneered, "His Royal Highness the Seventh can't forget Zhen'er like this?" ”

The King of the North Sea looked at her sideways with cold eyes, the coldness made her shudder, she thought he would be angry, but he just frowned, and after glancing at him, he didn't say a word, turned around and walked away, leaving her stunned.

She looked at his back and sneered tremblingly, laughing at herself for being too humble.

Not far away, Zheng Zixi watched all this, looking at his sister's sad face, he didn't dare to approach, he didn't dare to comfort her, he was afraid of hurting her self-esteem.

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Accompanied by Yinglin, I strolled around the barracks.

There are piles of rocks around this grotto, and many migrant workers are still picking up stones carved from the mountain.

Back and forth, non-stop.

The sun was shining, and I saw the slave laborers laboriously selling their labors.

I didn't step forward, just looked in the shade for a while, and as soon as I turned around, I saw a familiar face.

Xiao Heizi, the son of Aunt He.

I was amazed, how could he be here?

The little black man also saw me, and he hurriedly came over, bowed in front of me, and called me "Niangniang." ”

It seems that he knows my identity as well.

I looked at Yinglin, Yinglin understood what I meant, and helped the little black man up for me.

I'm no longer surprised that the little black man is working as a slave here, and he should be doing it for a living.

With a calm face, I asked him gently, "How can you come here alone to work as a coolie without taking care of your mother at home?" ”

Xiao Heizi hesitated for a moment, and then smiled timidly, "The slave only has this life." ”

But then, I noticed the sadness in his eyes.

His look was wrong, something must have happened.

I frowned and wondered, "Is something wrong?" Talk to Hongu, and Hongu may be able to help you. ”

His sad feelings were fully revealed, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, and he knelt before me again, his head on the ground.

My heart tightened, he was really in trouble.

I leaned over and pulled him up with my own hands, full of confusion, "What the hell is wrong?" ”

The little black man saluted and whispered, "The villain's mother has passed away." ”

Aunt He is dead?

That's why he came here to work as a slave laborer.

I was stunned and whispered, "How can Aunt He be so good?" ”

Xiao Heizi lowered his eyes and said in a dumb voice, "My mother has always been in poor health, and at the end of last year, she couldn't afford to be sick due to the wind and cold, so she left." Before leaving, my mother still remembered Miss Gao and left a letter for Miss Gao. ”

Letter?

I asked softly, "Where is the letter?" ”

The little black man bowed, "In the slave's baggage." ”

I followed him to the slave labourer's quarters in the barracks. Standing in the doorway, you can already smell the unpleasant smell inside, and people don't want to go in any further.

"Master, just wait here." Ying Lin beside her also felt it.

Xiao Heizi also seemed to understand the occasion, and said busily, "Niangniang later, the slave will go and get it." ”

I timidly stayed outside the door. The little black man pushed the door open and walked in.

After a while, the little black man walked out, saluted in a panic, and whispered softly, "The letter is gone, it was supposed to be in the slave's baggage, but it is gone." ”

I was stunned and frowned, "Do you know what is written in the letter?" ”

Xiao Heizi hurriedly said, "After the mother gave it to the slave, the slave has been kept well, and it has not been opened, and the slave does not know." ”

He lowered his eyes, a little remorseful.

I breathed a sigh of relief, confused.

I don't know what Aunt He wants to say to me in the letter, but now that the letter is gone, I have become a mystery.

I smiled faintly, "It's gone, then forget it, the letter may just be some kind words from Aunt He, don't blame yourself too much." ”

Xiao Heizi saluted again, "Xie Niangniang doesn't blame the grace." ”

I returned to the wing room full of doubts, and sat on the chair and kept remembering Aunt He.

I can think of the letter she was going to leave for me when she left, it was nothing more than that my mother was the murderer of the third aunt, and maybe she knew it, but she just wanted to tell me, and I couldn't think of anything else than that.

Yinglin brought me tea and said softly, "Why is the letter that the slave laborer wants to give to his master disappear?" The slave thought that maybe he had lost it by throwing it around. ”

I whispered, "Maybe." ”

After I took a sip of water, I was a little tired from holding my forehead.

Ying Lin whispered beside her, "Master, let's sleep for a while, it's still early for dinner." ”

I glanced at her and replied, "Yes." ”

I don't know when Takubahiro will come back, but when I woke up, he sat next to me, looking at me with deep eyes.

I smiled faintly and politely slightly, "The emperor is tired, the concubines let people serve the meal." ”

His eyes smiled and said gently, "Rong'er can treat me like this, and I am happy from the bottom of my heart." ”

It seems that the slightest smile I have on him makes him feel a lot better.

The slaves and maids were serving meals, and while the slaves and maids were serving the dishes on the table, I saw that one of them was very familiar. After taking a serious look at her, I remembered that she was the slave who served me in Lan Ruoyuan-Qian'er.

Qian'er is so attendant in front of Tuoba Hong's palace, she must be someone Tuoba Hong trusts.

I took a closer look at her, she was delicate and beautiful.

At that time, Lan Ruoyuan hadn't seen her so carefully.

Qian'er put down a dish and raised her eyes to meet my gaze, she hurriedly smiled and saluted, "The emperor and the nobles can have dinner." ”

During the meal, Tuoba Hong drank a few glasses of wine, his face flushed, and after the meal, he dismissed the slaves and maids on the left and right, and looked at me with deep affection.

I was so nervous that I could feel what he was trying to do.

If it was a newlywed, I would have already spent candles in the cave room, but I haven't slept with him since the day I entered the palace.

As a man, his eyes have revealed the true nature of a man.

I haven't fully accepted being his concubine, so what should I do if I am allowed to sleep with him at this time?

I nervously took a step back as he took a step forward.

His hands were tugged tightly in the sleeves of his shirt, and his body did not let go of his body at all.

Seeing my rustiness, Tuobahong's eyes sank.

He took a quick step and pressed his hands on my shoulders and clasped me so tightly that I couldn't move.

My eyelids jumped, and I stammered, "Emperor—Your Majesty, you're drunk." ”

"Rong'er—" He called my name affectionately.

"Your Majesty, you're really drunk, it's time to rest." I whispered in a panic.

He pulled me into his arms, hugged me tightly, and whispered in my ear, "Don't you understand my heart, Rong'er." ”

"Your Majesty, you're so drunk."

My cheeks were red, and I was so uncomfortable that he hugged me so tightly.

"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk." He chuckled, and there seemed to be sadness in his laughter.

"Grandpa Zhou—" I shouted out the door, knowing that Grandpa Zhou must be waiting outside the door.

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In the dark night, in Wuzhou Mountain, a quiet place on the slope of the mountain, stood a man in a dark purple brocade robe, with long hair tied up, his face like a knife, and a pair of eyes shooting cold stars, as sharp as a man who hunted falcons.

The man stood indifferently on a high place, looking at the Buddha statue that had not yet been built in the hollow of the mountain by the faint moonlight in the dark night.

There was a faint sound behind him, and the man turned around vigilantly to look at the woman walking towards him.

He didn't have a trace of expression, his face was still calm, as if he was waiting for the woman's arrival.

The woman walked lightly up to him, saluted before him, and reached out and bent down to present a letter to him.

The man glanced at the letter in the woman's hand and asked lightly, "What letter?" ”

The woman replied softly, "About Rong Guiren, yesterday I met a slave worker who was cultivating in this Buddha cave, and the slave asked the slave maid to say that he wanted to see Rong Guiren, and there was something to give to her, and the slave thought about Rong Guiren, so she secretly stole it out after the slave went out." ”

The man took the letter, looked at the envelope, and took it into his arms.

He looked indifferently at the woman in front of him again, and said lightly, "If I don't summon you in the future, I don't have to send a signal to ask for a meeting, do you understand?" ”

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "The slave understands." ”

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The author has something to say

Tangerine leaves the reader with a suspense here, allowing you to guess who the man and the woman who came are.

The answer will be given slowly in the future, and I will not say the name at this time.

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