Yuehua couldn't help but take a small step back, too close to him, she wanted to raise her face to look up, there would always be a kind of unbearable condescending contempt. Perhaps, the two should not have been so close in the first place.

Shao Ziqing finally spoke, a little difficult, as if on the day Yuehua first woke up from a serious illness, word by word, stuck out of his throat, scraping bloodshot.

"The Empress Dowager's Decree ......"

When he was halfway through his words, he paused, Shao Ziqing's tone was also full of helplessness, his eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to look directly at Yuehua, and he had the urge to escape.

Yuehua felt as if she had been slapped in the face, and her dignity and reserve were trampled on. She suddenly began to regret the impulsive decision she made today, and interrupted Shao Ziqing's words in a panic.

"Don't say it, I see!"

The voice was so loud that the two guards at the door turned their heads to look at her, with a mocking smile.

Yuehua's many years of life under the fence made her quite sensitive to such a gaze, and she had a kind of embarrassment that could not be hidden, as if she was relieving Shao Ziqing, and she also laughed at herself for herself: "The Empress Dowager's decree, even the emperor has no way to disobey it, what can we do?" ”

Shao Ziqing naturally knew the Empress Dowager's intention to summon Yuehua, and when he suddenly heard such news, he was also at a loss, not knowing how to persuade him, and he didn't dare to pat his chest and punch Yuehua's package ticket, so he wanted to refute, his lips squirmed, and he was speechless.

His silence made Yuehua more and more embarrassed, feeling that under his gaze, he was getting smaller and smaller, and he couldn't look up to him anymore, so he suddenly had the idea of fleeing, and he was in a panic: "It's Yuehua who is presumptuous and disturbs the son." ”

Before Shao Ziqing could speak, Yuehua had already turned around, panicked and wanted to escape, and remembered that his cloak was still on him, so he hurriedly pulled it down, his hands trembled so badly that he didn't obey the call at all, and he only threw the cloak in front of him in a hurry, slid down from his fingertips, fell to the ground, and provoked a cloud of dust.

"Moonflower ......"

Shao Ziqing reached out to grab her arm, and Yuehua's cuffs slid across his fingertips, like a gust of wind blowing, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Yuehua!"

Yuehua paused, Shao Ziqing's heart sank: "I ......"

Yuehua smiled bitterly, knowing that it was useless to stay longer, so she turned her head and hurriedly ran away, with a full body of embarrassment.

Xiang Shen chased after him all the way, panting.

"Miss, Miss!"

Yuehua gradually slowed down.

"Miss, Shao Gongzi ...... him"

"Xiangshen, don't mention him Shao Ziqing in front of me in the future."

Yuehua suddenly turned around and looked at Xiang Shen, serious.

Xiang Shen stopped abruptly and looked at her inquiringly: "Are you okay?" ”

Yuehua secretly gritted the root of her teeth, took a deep breath, and her voice was full of annoyance: "I'm fine, okay!" It's just a joke that was seen by others! ”

After speaking, he realized that the brocade clothes were still in his arms, and his heart became more and more annoyed, and the grievances surged to the tip of his heart, and he pulled it out, and used all his strength to pull it. The brocade robe was made of fine brocade, stitched with fine stitches and threads, and she tore it twice, and it was unharmed.

Yuehua threw it on the ground angrily: "I don't know anything like this, and I ran to deliver clothes to others, and I was trampled on like this, fortunately ......"

Her voice gradually lowered, thankfully, fortunately, she had retained the last bit of reserve, and did not speak incoherently nonsense; Fortunately, I was fortunate that I stopped from the precipice, interrupted him at the very moment, and did not allow him to say anything about refusal, so that he would not be too embarrassed; Fortunately, it was still early, and his thoughts on him were only hazy, just sprouting, and there was still time to strangle them.

In this way, it is good, although it is not enthusiastic, but at least it is full of face.

She smiled bitterly in despair: "Fortunately, my young lady and I have self-knowledge, go back, Xiangshen, don't mention it again in the future." ”

Xiang Shen looked at her face, cautiously didn't dare to ask more, and secretly regretted that she had talked too much today, which made her master angry, and followed closely behind her and was silent all the way.

The brocade robe that had been thrown on the ground was picked up, carefully dusted off the dust on it, and held it in his arms, standing for a long time, heavy in his body.

This night, Yuehua tossed and turned, and she couldn't sleep well.

Shao Ziqing's indifference only embarrassed her, not too much sadness, and after a long time, the chagrin disappeared, but it was a little bit of loss and gloom after the failure.

What she was even more worried about was that she would enter the palace a few days later.

She vaguely understood in her heart that the cold man who accompanied Shao Ziqing on the street that day was today's young man. From his words and deeds, it is not difficult to see that he dislikes and despises himself, whether it is a chance encounter or a skillful arrangement, he does not like the fact that he is ironclad. If the Empress Dowager insists on letting herself enter the palace, then what will the emperor do? Will the two be on the same page?

As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune depend on each other, Shao Ziqing helped, pulled her out of the quagmire, and re-established her reputation with the virtuous reputation of the white-clothed prime minister, and she was no longer so infamous in Beijing, but she also had to pay the corresponding price for it. If at this time, she was still in the whirlpool of public opinion created by the young emperor, maybe, the empress dowager would not consider her Chu Yuehua and chose to give up without hesitation.

How could she escape such a fate? Does she have a second chance to say "no" in front of the Empress Dowager?

Early in the morning of the second day, Mama Wei went out, and she said that she was going to Zhang Luo to dress Yuehua in the palace a few days later. It just so happened that the guy in the shop came to look for him, saying that there was something in the store that needed Yuehua to go over. Xiang Shen was not at ease, so he also went with him, and he was busy for most of the day, and when the sun was in the west, he was sent home by the men in the store in a carriage.

Xiang Shen's eyes were sharp, and before the carriage arrived, he jokingly muttered: "Why is the door of the courtyard unlocked, it is hidden?" Could it be that they have an unpredictable prophet who knows that we are back? ”

"It should be Mama Wei who opened the door and talked to the neighbors, right? They stay at home all day and are bored, and tomorrow they take them to the streets to relax. I agreed to Xiang Che and invited her to eat crystal shrimp dumplings. ”

Xiangshen happily responded, jumped out of the carriage first when the carriage stopped, pushed open a door and looked into the courtyard: "Xiangche is coming, I have brought you something good." ”

Before the words fell, Xiang Shen was shocked: "Miss, why is the yard so messy?" ”

Yuehua's heart sank, and then she stepped out of the car, stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and pushed open the other half of the hidden door, and in the courtyard inside, the shelves for drying grain fell to the ground, sprinkling golden corn kernels all over the ground. The two hens that Mama Wei had bought and raised were leisurely pecking at the corn kernels on the ground, and a few freshly washed clothes had fallen to the ground, with two clear and muddy footprints printed on them.

"Xiangche? Mama Wei? Xiang Shen shouted twice, stepped forward to pick up the clothes on the ground, and shook off the dirt on them.

The two hens were frightened and flapped their wings to dodge, and the house was silent.

"Mama Wei?"

Mama Wei came in from outside the courtyard sweating profusely, and when she saw Yuehua, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Miss, are you back?" ”

Yuehua frowned slightly: "What's going on?" ”

Mama Wei sighed, and her eyes were a little red: "I don't know the specific old slave, the old slave also just came back from outside, and when he saw that this yard was in disarray, Xiang Che fell to the ground and wiped his tears, and his arms were full of blood."

The old slave asked, and heard Xiang Che say that Uncle Shicai's grandmother and Miss Ling Yan had come, and he didn't know what he said, but Xiang Che couldn't be angry, so he said a few words to Miss Ling Yan. As a result, Miss Ling Yan made a move, slapped Xiang Che twice, and knocked over the shelf, scratching Xiang Che's arm. Xiangche was timid, I comforted her, I didn't care about anything, I ran to the front pharmacy first, and took a pack of medicinal noodles for Xiangche. ”

Mama Wei stretched out her hand, and she really picked up a paper bag in her hand.

"It's them again! Isn't it possible to achieve the ghost of the ghost? Xiang Shen put his clothes on the shelf beside him, and reached out to blast away the two greedy old hens with a grunt.

Yuehua frowned, and also felt that her entire chest was on fire, and a burst of fire rushed to her head. I think it was the news that someone from the palace came to the palace yesterday to spread the word into their ears, and they were angry in their hearts, so they came here to provoke and make trouble.

"Where's Xiangche? Is it badly injured? ”

Mama Wei said "um" and said distressedly: "The child was so frightened that she cried, I simply bandaged her with a cotton cloth, barely stopped the bleeding, and then ran to buy medicine." She should be in the house. ”

Xiangche, a child whose parents died when he was a child, was often bullied, so he was cowardly, and because he was frightened, he didn't dare to say anything timid. Chang Lingyan is simply too deceitful, how can he do it?

Yuehua barely suppressed her anger, walked to Xiangche's room, and reached out to knock on the door: "Xiangche, are you okay?" ”

The room was silent.

The door was hidden, and Yuehua stepped in, only to feel a flower in front of her, and the wind swept past, with a cold atmosphere. When he raised his face, his heart was suddenly broken, his soul was scattered, and his body was instantly drained of his muscles and bones, and he almost went limp.

"Xiang Che!"

Xiang Che's thin body hung high on the roof beams, like a papier-mâché sloppy man, and it had long been lifeless.