may have learned the lesson of Mother Yang, Zhao Ziheng had already paid attention to the red lotus, so when she took action, she was stopped by Zhao Ziheng and clicked on the acupoint.

"Miss Zhao can rest at ease now!" Zhang Mengjie was really tired at this time, and wanted to rest on Long Tingxiao, who was closest to her, for a while, but considering that there were so many people, Zhang Mengjie still went to pull Qingfeng's arm.

Qingfeng noticed Zhang Mengjie's movements and knew what she meant, and was about to reach out to help Zhang Mengjie, but saw Long Tingxiao hugging Zhang Mengjie.

Speaking of which, Long Tingxiao's actions were not very obvious, because he and Zhang Mengjie were already standing close, but because of Qingfeng's outstretched hand, Long Tingxiao's actions were shown in the eyes of everyone.

"Are you tired?" Without waiting for Zhang Mengjie to respond, Long Tingxiao said, "Then let's go back!"

Zhang Mengjie didn't know how she walked out of Yimei Garden, because she was half-hugged by Long Tingxiao, she didn't feel that she was walking at all, and when she reacted, she had already left Yimei Garden.

What surprised her even more was that there was a dragon chariot outside Yimei Garden, Feng Ran was waiting outside Yimei Garden, and when Zhang Mengjie thanked Long Tingxiao for his carefulness and wanted to go to Feng Yuan, Long Tingxiao hugged her with a princess.

Even if there are not many people here, Zhang Mengjie is also accustomed to some of Long Tingxiao's actions sometimes, but it is the first time that she has acted so recklessly, Zhang Mengjie exclaimed and hugged Long Tingxiao's neck and said: "Your Majesty, just a few steps away from the concubine can still walk!"

"How many steps? How many steps is it to Luanfeng Palace? ”

Zhang Mengjie's eyes were aimed at Long Yuan, and Feng Yuan said: "It's not that there is a ......"

Long Tingxiao ignored the dragon chariot and Feng chariot a few steps away, and without waiting for Zhang Mengjie to finish speaking, he hugged her from the dragon chariot, and Feng chariot walked over.

Long Tingxiao's meaning is obvious, not only Zhang Mengjie understands, but even the people who carry the dragon chariot and the phoenix chariot understand, and they left from the other direction very interestingly.

Zhang Mengjie originally wanted to say something, but she was afraid that the more she said it, the more embarrassed she would be, so she obediently enjoyed this treatment. Anyway, who dares to say "no" to what Long Tingxiao wants to do.

Maybe he was really tired, or maybe it was a familiar breath and embrace, and after a while, Zhang Mengjie found a comfortable position in Long Tingxiao's arms and fell asleep.

When Long Tingxiao saw that Zhang Mengjie did not refuse his "kindness", the bad mood of these days has been inexplicably better. When Zhang Mengjie fell asleep in his arms with peace of mind, the corners of his mouth hooked.

When Zhang Mengjie woke up, it was already the end of the day. To Zhang Mengjie's surprise, Long Tingxiao also slept next to her. As soon as she woke up, she saw Long Tingxiao, who had his eyes closed, open his eyes and said, "Awake?"

Zhang Mengjie thought "En" and remembered, but Long Tingxiao was outside, and it was inconvenient for her to think about it. She had the idea of stepping over, but the action was too indecent.

Long Tingxiao, who knew her thoughts as long as Zhang Mengjie moved, had already gotten up when Zhang Mengjie thought of crossing the word.

After Zhang Mengjie freshened up, her mind was a little clearer.

"At the banquet, did you say that what you said to me later, is it something similar to Wu Minqi and Jia Shanggui?" When Zhang Mengjie just wanted to say something to Long Tingxiao, Long Tingxiao opened his mouth first.

Zhang Mengjie nodded and said, "There is this."

"There's this? Is there anything else? Long Tingxiao knew that what Zhang Mengjie said must not be an ordinary thing.

"Yes." Zhang Mengjie's expression was a little heavy and said, "Does the emperor still remember the assassination of his concubine in the imperial temple?"

When she knew that Long Yunxiang was the person who assassinated her in the imperial temple, and when she saw the picture of the lady, Zhang Mengjie was also hesitant to tell Long Tingxiao about these things, thinking that she had promised Long Tingxiao that she would tell him everything first, plus they were husband and wife, and it was not necessarily a good thing to hide some things. Just like Zhuang Mingxuan's matter, Zhang Mengjie still decided to tell Long Yunxiang's matter.

Seeing Zhang Mengjie's heavy expression, Long Tingxiao was also infected by her: "Remember, does Concubine Ai know who that person is?"

"It's Uncle Huang." This time, Zhang Mengjie did not drag mud and water.

Long Tingxiao was prepared in his heart that this person must be involved with him, but he was still shocked when he heard that it was Long Yunxiang.

"Can you be sure?" knew very well that Zhang Mengjie would not lie to him, but Long Tingxiao still held on to a glimmer of hope that he could hear from Zhang Mengjie's mouth that she was not sure about.

"Getting along with Uncle Huang these days, the concubines also feel that Uncle Huang is a good monk who is gentle and elegant, and even a good elder."

Hearing this, Long Tingxiao knew that the glimmer of hope in his heart was gone.

"But the concubines of such a big event dare not joke about it. The concubine has also been hesitating whether to tell the emperor about this, and today knowing the relationship between Wu Minqi and Jia Shanggui, the concubine made a decision. ”

Long Tingxiao was very sure: "I believe in Uncle Huang, he has no intention of rebellion."

Zhang Mengjie said: "Then there is only one possibility for the imperial uncle to kill the concubine."

"What?"

"Jealousy!"

"Jealousy?"

"Yes, jealousy." Zhang Mengjie said: "The concubine once saw a picture of a lady in the study where the imperial uncle lived in peace. Although there is no word written on the lady's picture, and the concubine has not seen the concubine's mother's relatives, I am sure that the woman on the lady's picture is the concubine's mother's mother. It was also because of this lady and concubine that she knew that the person who wanted the concubine's life in the imperial temple was the emperor's uncle. ”

"You look like your mother?" After knowing that Zhang Mengjie had been assassinated in the Imperial Temple, Long Tingxiao asked Qingfeng about the specific situation at that time, so he also knew that the assassin gave up the assassination because he saw Zhang Mengjie's face, and now when he heard Zhang Mengjie say this, there was nothing to think of.

"In addition to the expression, it can be said that the concubine and the mother are carved out of the same mold." Zhang Mengjie did not hide the feeling when she saw the picture of the lady at that time.

"Can Concubine Ai not pursue this matter first?" Long Tingxiao said with a bit of pleading.

Zhang Mengjie knew Long Tingxiao's feelings for Long Yunxiang, although Long Yunxiang spent very little time in the palace, judging from the way the two got along, it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were father and son.

"Uncle Huang wants to kill the concubine, probably because he thinks that his mother left because of the concubine. Letting go of the concubine is also because of the mother's mother. As long as the emperor thinks that the imperial uncle is fine, the concubine will not pursue the matter that the imperial uncle once wanted the concubine's life. ”

"Thank you!"

"We are husband and wife, how can we talk about the word 'thanks' between husband and wife! What's more, the emperor is still the Son of Heaven, and this 'thanks' can't be on his lips from time to time. Even if it is an ordinary husband and wife, Zhang Mengjie doesn't want to hear this word from her husband's mouth, because in her heart, it is natural for husband and wife to support each other, and with the addition of the word 'thanks', she feels that something is missing.

Some things are used to becoming natural, and for Long Tingxiao, the word 'thanks' is still taboo.

"Okay, from now on, we don't have to say 'thanks' between us again." (To be continued.) )