The spring breeze of March blows on the face, warm and warm, without a hint of chill. In the winding corridor, two young girls were sitting talking in a low voice, and several maidservants stood far away from the corridor.

"Why don't you write a letter to the king? The last time the king wrote to me, he asked me how you are doing. Zhuoya looked at her and asked with a smile on her face.

"It wasn't anything particularly important, so I didn't remember to write a letter. Besides, Dingcheng is thousands of miles away from the snow country, and no one will help me deliver a letter. Ding Guoguo smiled slightly and explained.

"You can take time to write a letter in the afternoon, and I can send someone to deliver the letter for you." Zhuo Ya saw that she opened her mouth as if she was about to refuse, and hurriedly said, "Even if you don't care about the king, you always want pomegranates, right?" It's been almost half a year since you returned to Dingcheng, and you haven't given her any news, so you're not afraid that she will worry? ”

Ding Guoguo could only swallow back the words that came to her mouth, and she was right. She's been back for so long, and Pomegranate must be missing her.

"Alright, I'll go in first. In a long time, the emperor is afraid that someone will send someone to find me. Zhuo Ya said, and beckoned the palace maid outside the corridor to come over and help her up.

Ding Guoguo hurriedly stood up, and waited for her to lead the palace slave away before sitting down again. Just now Zhuoya sent someone to call her over, and she thought that Zhuoya was looking for her to keep it secret. After all, when they were in the Snow Country, no one knew about the affair between King An Le and Zhuoya. That night, the woman in the Nangong glass tent was Zhuoya. She originally thought that Nangong Li was going to accept Zhuoya as a concubine, but she didn't expect him to dedicate her to the emperor...

"Why are you sitting here?"

Ding Guoguo was distracted, when she heard the voice and raised her eyes to look, she saw that it was Nangong Li, she hurriedly stood up, bowed her head and withdrew from the corridor.

Nangong Li snorted and walked away.

This is the only way to get to the West Pavilion, so it's better not to sit here. The feast was almost over, and there was no need for her to go back. Ding Guoguo thought about it and walked to the other courtyard. She went back to her small courtyard, found pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, laid it out on the table, and planned to write a letter to Pomegranate.

What should I write about? If Pomegranate knew that she was now in the Anle Palace, I don't know how she would feel. Ding Guoguo held his cheeks, and after a little thought, he started to write.

She wrote five pieces of letter paper in a flutter, but she still felt that she had not been able to write all the things she wanted to say in them. She smiled and stopped writing, and when the ink had dried a little, she folded it and put it in the envelope.

As for the letter to Situ Xuan, she only wrote one sentence, everything is fine, don't read it. You can't blame her for treating her differently, she really has nothing to say to him.

"Master, I know that you sneaked back!" At this time, Ding Ning came in from outside the door and said with a smile.

Ding Guoguo saw that his face was flushed, and it was estimated that he must have drunk a little too much, so he asked him to sit down and fetch water to wash his face.

"Master, I noticed something strange." After washing his face, Ding Ning sat down at the table and said.

"What's strange?" Ding Guoguo sat down at the table, pouring tea and asked casually.

"Princess Anle didn't come out again for an afternoon." Ding Ning leaned forward and lowered his voice.

Ding Guoguo's action of pouring tea paused, and after Ding Ning said this, it was indeed the case. Not long after the banquet began, Zhao Huaiyu said that he was unwell and wanted to go to the rest meeting, and the emperor approved it. It's already afternoon, and Zhao Huaiyu hasn't appeared yet. This is not normal! No matter how noble her status is, it is impossible for her to be so big and hang the emperor for so long.

Zhao Huaiyu should not be... Ding Guoguo was startled by the thoughts in his heart, and the teapot in his hand was unstable, so it snapped, fell on the table, and shattered.

"Master!" Ding Ning was startled by her, and hurriedly pulled her to stand away and get a rag to wipe off the tea spilled on the table.

"What's wrong?" Ding Ning wiped the table and went to his room to get the teapot, only to notice that Ding Guoguo was still standing in place in a daze, he hurriedly pulled her sleeve and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Ding Guoguo pulled him to the table and sat down, looked at him, and admonished, "Don't mention this to anyone, you know?" ”

"Yes, I know." Ding Ning saw that she had a straight face, and nodded hurriedly.

Seeing that he should go, Ding Guoguo was relieved.

After a while, the banquet dispersed, and Ke Lan and Yeshan both came to her courtyard.

"You're going to be lazy and hide here for tea." As soon as Yayama entered the door, he laughed and joked.

"Have you eaten enough?" Ding Guoguo ignored him, she looked at Ye Kelan, who had already taken off her veil, and asked.

Ye Ke Lan nodded, lay down on the chaise longue, closed his eyes, and did not move.

Because there is still a banquet in the evening, it is almost the end of the time at this time, and it is impossible to sleep, so you can only take a nap.

The three people in the room knew that he was tired, so they stopped talking and only drank tea in a muffled voice.

Ding Guoguo buried his face in the crook of his arm, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. She really wanted Qingzhu to go to Zhao Huaiyu's yard to have a look, but she was afraid that this move would attract attention. What if Zhao Huaiyu is really just sick and rests in the room?

She forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, since Ning'er had discovered Princess Anle's abnormality, she must have found out to others as well. She remembered the situation when she met Nangong Li in the corridor, and she didn't notice anything unusual about him. Maybe it's just that she's overthinking.

But soon Ding Guoguo denied his idea.

After the dinner began, Princess An Le did not attend. When the emperor asked, Nangong Li said that the princess was infected with a cold and had already taken medicine to rest.

The emperor immediately called Ding Guoguo and asked her to go and see Princess Anle.

Ding Guoguo responded and was about to leave, but Nangong Li stopped him.

"Father, Yu'er has already drunk the medicine and fallen asleep, so there is no need to bother Doctor Ding to run again."

The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at him, and waved his hand to let Ding Guoguo sit back in his place.

"There's something strange about King Anle."

As soon as Ding Guoguo sat down, he heard Ye Ke Lan say softly.

Now I'm afraid no one doesn't think King Anle is strange, right? Ding Guoguo raised his eyes to look at Nangong Li, and saw that Fushun was bending over his ear, not knowing what he was saying. Soon, she saw Nangong Li's face change drastically, and she stood up awkwardly.

"Lord Wang!" Fushun screamed and held King Anle, who fell straight to the ground.

Suddenly, the pergola became a pot of porridge, and people kept running to King Anle.

"Go back and sit down!" The emperor suddenly shouted, and immediately everyone fell silent and sat back in their places.

"Guoguo!" The emperor called Ding Guoguo, who was still standing in place, "What are you still doing!" Why don't you go and see King Anle! ”

Ding Guoguo hurriedly left the table, ran to the side of An Le Wang, and knelt down to check. She had just taken his wrist and was about to take his pulse, when she saw his eyelids fluttering slightly. He didn't faint at all, he was pretending to faint!

"You... Ding Guoguo leaned over and put it close to his ear, and was about to speak, but his hand was tightly pinched by him. She stared at Nangong Li, who was still tightly closed, and he was writing with a finger in her palm!

Help me!

Ding Guoguo frowned, even if she didn't want to help him, but he was already pretending to be dead and lying on the ground, it was so difficult that she told the emperor in front of so many people that Prince Anle was pretending to be dizzy?

"What the hell is going on, why did Li'er suddenly faint?" The emperor himself walked over, stood beside him, and asked Ding Guoguo.

"Back to the emperor, the prince was just overstimulated for a while and fainted. Just let the prince lie down for a while, and the prince will wake up by himself, and the emperor doesn't have to worry. Ding Guoguo hurriedly withdrew his hand, knelt and moved, and replied facing the emperor.

"Overstimulation?" The emperor frowned, glanced at Fushun, who was holding Nangong Li, and shouted, "Why don't you help your prince back to the room!" ”

"Yes, yes!" Fu complied, hurriedly beckoned the servant to come over, and carried King Anle out.