Because she was suddenly summoned, she didn't prepare too much for Song Yijin, so she hurriedly bathed in incense and carried her to the dormitory of Qianxiang Palace.

The goose-yellow muslin clothes cover the body, only the embroidered bandeau is worn inside, and the night breeze blows in late summer, and the coolness runs along the skin on the arm and the snake is half-slippery and seeps into the bone marrow.

She walked on the red carpet barefoot, the green silk hung naturally down to her waist, but she unnaturally touched the hair on the top of her head and pressed it hard before kneeling.

There were layers of bright yellow gauze tents in front of the collapse, and Song Yijin couldn't see that there was no one on it, but she didn't dare to move.

"See Your Majesty."

No one answered, Song Yijin kowtowed according to the rules, his forehead against his hands and motionless.

Zijing in front of Concubine Zheng Guifei personally taught her that she must behave meekly when she first saw Your Majesty, and she must not anger Your Majesty again, and she also told her all kinds of habits in the past, reminding her that this was her last chance.

If Song Yijin can't seize the opportunity, then the Song family will really never turn over.

Of course Song Yijin knew it, but she didn't expect that the Ninety-Five Supreme was not collapsing, but appeared behind her.

"Ahh Song Yijin exclaimed, and his head was cold.

"Sure enough, it's true." The emperor's voice sounded from behind him, and he held Song Yijin's wig in his hand.

"The immortal chief said that if you have remorse, the heavens will send down punishment, Song Yijin, do you regret it?" The emperor's voice was unwavering.

He lifted the veil and walked to the front of the collapse, and the wig he was carrying dragged on the ground as if he were carrying a human head.

A human head plucked from the top of her head.

Fear and fear disappeared in Song Yijin's mind in an instant.

Like a puppet who has lost her head and can't think, she opens her mouth: "Repent." ”

knew that she was Liu Huazhang, but because of anger, he watched his brother fall into the trap step by step.

It's her impulsiveness and recklessness, and she won't judge the situation.

If she could strategize like Liu Huazhang and design everything well, she would not be misunderstood by Song Yisheng and make it to the current situation.

"Repentance of what?"

"I regret that I am young and impulsive...... Song Yijin tilted his mouth and changed his original words: "Greedy for vanity, wrong again and again." ”

The emperor stared at her up and down, and Song Yijin also had the courage to raise his head and look at the emperor with wide eyes.

God has given this monarch a resolute face, although time has made him old, but the eye sockets are slightly sunken, and the three folds of the forehead lines add to his majesty at this moment.

This slightly emaciated old man was destined to be her man.

No one else can replace this man.

Because only the emperor has the ability to protect her and help her.

Only this man can.

In an instant, the emperor's silhouette became clear and handsome.

Song Yijin knelt straight and walked over.

"Your Majesty, the sinner girl knows that she is wrong, I shouldn't be greedy for the merit of heaven and take the name of Musheng, I just want to take this opportunity to enter the palace to see you......" She lowered her head and said in a very small voice: "I can always dream of the emperor on the stage, I dream that he led a white horse down the stage and walked under the weeping willows by the lake, I just want to see if you are the same as in the dream." ”

"What did you say!" The Emperor stood up.

"Have you ever dreamed of me?"

Song Yijin shook his head: "In the dream...... Dream younger than you are now. ”

The emperor raised his eyebrows: "You mean, I'm old?" ”

"The sinner girl doesn't dare." Song Yijin was so frightened, but fortunately, the emperor was not angry because of this, but felt that Song Yijin did not play any tricks.

If it is really the reincarnation of the queen, then he should be younger in the dream.

The Emperor pondered for a moment and threw the wig aside in his hand.

"Come up."

Song Yijin trembled, subconsciously touched his top, and shook his head with tears: "Your Majesty, the sinner girl is ugly and unworthy to serve the Son of Heaven, so let the slave maid serve outside the tent." ”

The emperor stared at her: "It's not like you can have a chance to go up every night, are you sure you want to refuse me?" ”

Song Yijin clenched his fists and kowtowed: "Your Majesty forgives your sins." ”

The emperor was expressionless, and walked into the tent by himself, Song Yijin crawled over and put on his wig, and really knelt aside to wait, without any transgression.

"Turn off the lights." The emperor sat on the dragon bed and ordered.

Song Yijin got up and went to extinguish the two lights.

She saw an incense burner with Kowloon spitting cigarettes on one side, and stopped by and added two spoonfuls of incense.

The light sandalwood quickly soaked into his nose, and the emperor let out a long breath, and his breath slowly calmed down.

Song Yijin knelt back in front of the tent, listening to the snoring sound on the collapse, and a sneer curled up on his lips.

This time she wanted to see who could hold her breath better.

Early the next morning.

Fu'an led the little eunuchs into the palace to ask the emperor to get up, Song Yijin knelt so numb that his legs were difficult to stand, and the emperor saw that he ordered someone to send him back to Chuxiu Palace first.

Jiang Cairen accepted favor, but was punished by the emperor to kneel all night, and the news suddenly spread throughout the harem.

A canonized noble beauty mocked strangely.

Song Yijin was really calm this time, as if she was deliberately using the two of them to exercise her temper, and she didn't have half of her temper when she let them go wild in her house.

When Concubine Zheng heard the news, Zijing was half angry and scolded: "It's really mud that can't support the wall!" ”

However, although Concubine Zheng Guifei's face was poor, she still ordered her: "Wait." ”

"Wait, mother, more than 20 people have died in the house!" Bauhinia fell to her knees and cried angrily.

She is the son of the Zheng family, her nephew and younger brother are the objects of Zheng Anhou's dependence, and she died under the knife of the imperial guards in this bloodbath of Zheng Anhou's mansion.

When the news came, she couldn't wait to rush over and kill Changning and the seriously injured Yin Qiao.

But she couldn't.

Concubine Zheng Guifei is unable to protect herself at the moment, and the Marquis of Zheng An's Mansion has also lost face in front of the emperor because of the two cases of assassination and Chen Meng's collaboration with the enemy, and she is also in a hurry to defend herself.

"Fortunately, Chen Meng did not fall into the hands of Chu Changning, and my brother is not a complete loser." Zheng Guifei's fingers pinching the grate turned slightly white.

Despite this, Song Yijin's card was brought in by the Zheng family with great effort, and if he couldn't get the emperor's favor, it would really be completely passive.

"Your Majesty said something about her appearance?" Zheng Guifei asked.

Previously, in order to allow Song Yijin to enter the palace as Jiang Cairen, she replaced all the relevant portraits, but after all, Song Yijin had appeared at the family banquet, and there were many people who knew her appearance, so Concubine Zheng Guifei specially invited a capable person to put on Song Yijin's makeup, and she was covered with heavy makeup to help her get by.

"Listen to your orders, let her look like that when you see Your Majesty, Your Majesty has seen it, she didn't say anything, and it is clear to Majesty."

Concubine Zheng nodded: "Brother does things for Your Majesty, Your Majesty will not break it, but you have to be more careful when you act, that Chu Changning's eyes are very sharp, so that Jiang Cairen pays attention." ”

"Yes." Zijing responded, but she was more worried about whether the emperor would ask Jiang Cairen to sleep in the future.

If you don't even have the opportunity to sleep, why don't you talk about being discovered?

"Your Majesty doesn't see you, just find a way to let Your Majesty see it, my brother is embarrassed in the previous dynasty, and the palace is becoming more and more unpopular in the harem, understand."

Zheng Guifei knocked on a grid of the fat powder box and said meaningfully.

Zijing glanced at the box, "The slave understands that His Majesty has not been able to sleep peacefully recently, and now only Jiang Cairen can relieve his condition." ”

"Your Majesty is very worried about the palace, remember to send a bowl of soothing soup to Your Majesty tonight."