"Sister Lan, have you heard?"

In the cloak hall, Lan Ji fiddled with the neon dress silk satin on the case, the slender fingers like onion roots touched and touched, and her eyes were slightly closed, enjoying the comfort brought by this silky satin.

"What did you hear?" Lan Ji replied slowly, as if Mrs. Cai's words were like a blow in her ears.

When Mrs. Cai glanced at Lan Ji's appearance, she felt sick and sick to her stomach, so she said angrily:

"What's more?!

"Sister Cai-" Lan Ji dragged the word "sister" for a long time, with a delicate attitude, "The Beiliang family is favored, there is a king, what can you do? As the saying goes, men are all the same, they like the new and hate the old!"

"Sister Lan, I'm not worried about this," Mrs. Cai thought that Lan Ji should not know about the rumors about Bei Liang Rong yet, so she stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Haven't you heard the rumors about Bei Liang Rong?"

Lan Ji looked surprised, turned her head, and asked:

"Rumors?

"It is rumored inside and outside the palace that Bei Liang Rong is the incarnation of a fox demon!"

Lan Ji was stunned, and her face suddenly became nervous.

"Fox Demon?...... You're not going to lie to me anymore, are you?"

"I don't know, I've heard it. ”

"Does the king know?"

"You should know. ”

Lan Ji looked at Mrs. Cai timidly, her heart beating incessantly, as if she was about to pop out.

Seeing this, Mrs. Cai's fear couldn't help but increase a little, she originally thought that Lan Ji must have heard this rumor a long time ago, and wanted to discuss with her how to deal with Bei Liang Rong, the "new favorite", but now Lan Ji was scared like this by just a rumor.

Forget it, let's talk to Lan Ji about how to deal with her!

"Sister Lan, you said that if Bei Liang Rong is really a fox demon," Mrs. Cai was worried about scaring Lan Ji, and emphasized again, "I said 'what if', what should we do?"

Lan Ji was shocked, there was still a trace of panic on her white face, and when she heard Mrs. Cai discuss countermeasures with her, she couldn't help but feel a little more stable in her heart.

"Yes, she's not going to bother us, is she?!, she's going to use us as a stumbling block for her, and then ...... us one day?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Although Mrs. Cai verbally denied this, she was still nervous in her heart.

"And what do you think we should do?"

Mrs. Cai entered the palace earlier than Lan Ji, and the struggle for power in the palace was naturally much clearer than her. When Lan Ji entered the palace, he tried his best to prevent it, if it wasn't for his younger brother who was a doctor in Cai Guo to dissuade him, the result would be that either Lan Ji could not enter the palace, or he would have been beaten into the cold palace. Looking at it now, Mrs. Cai couldn't help but rejoice, even if her own obstruction failed at the beginning, wouldn't Lan Ji still fall out of favor because of Bei Liang Rong? Thinking of this, Mrs. Cai felt a little more sad.

In this harem, Mrs. Cai has also spent seven or eight spring and autumn seasons, and she has seen all kinds of tricks to compete for favor, and of course she has used them. Now that there is another Bei Liang Rong, she naturally doesn't take it to heart, and only regards her as another "new favorite" among the beauties of the harem! It's just that the "origin" of this rumor is not small -- the fox demon, although she doesn't believe in it very much, but when she mentions the "demon," she can't help but be stunned. He was married by Cai Guo, so he was called "Mrs. Cai", and he was born into a scholarly family since he was a child, and he originally "respected and stayed away" from ghosts, gods and demons;

Lan Ji stared at Mrs. Cai in a daze, but her heart was very anxious. He has only been in the palace for more than a year, and who would have expected that after Beiliang's provocation, the king would find a new love, and then he would be left out in the cold. Whenever night falls, I can only look sadly at the lights in the warm jade hall in the west, and the sheng songs are slow, so lively! And the cloak hall can only be deserted, pretending to be a miserable and miserable Lan Ji! That is, from then on, Lan Ji swore to die and Bei Liang Rong as an enemy. How many times did King Wu pass by the Cloak Palace, and he didn't even look at himself, and his heart seemed to be pricked by thousands of needles, and his tears were like blood droplets!

Lan Ji thought to herself, why don't I take this opportunity to add fuel to the fire and breathe a sigh of hatred for myself? An evil conspiracy grew in her heart, slowly taking root.

"Sister Cai," Lan Ji approached, whispering in Mrs. Cai's ear.

Mrs. Cai listened: I can't imagine that this girl is so young and so scheming!

"No—" Mrs. Cai decisively vetoed.

"Sister Cai, I'm also thinking about the harem and the king!" Lan Ji defended herself, "You know, fox demons eat people's hearts!"

This really scared Mrs. Cai.

Cannibalism?!Cannibalism?!

Nothing like this can happen!

Mrs. Cai nodded silently, unable to hide the trace of fear on her face.

In the warm jade hall.

"Zixia, has the medicine been boiled?" Bei Liangrong's blood has been getting better recently, and her face has become better.

"Madam, the medicine prescribed by the divine doctor has been consumed. ”

Bei Liang Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and her mood suddenly became much more comfortable.

Zixia stood aside, looking at Bei Liangrong's handsome face, those bright eyes, and that dexterous little mouth, no matter how you look at it, you can't connect with the fox demon?!

"Zixia, pour me a cup of tea!" Bei Liang Rong ordered.

Zixia picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and timidly handed it to Bei Liangrong, her hands couldn't hide the fear in her heart, and she trembled slightly.

"Zixia, what's wrong with you, are you caught the cold?" asked Bei Liangrong with concern.

"I didn't ...... There is no ......," Zixia replied.

"What happened to your hand just now?"

Zixia was silent and stood quietly aside.

"Are you hiding something from me?"

Zixia was still silent.

"Say!"

Bei Liang Rong was angry.

Zixia had never seen Madame get angry with herself. She thought, if she told Madame the truth, would she be able to bear it? Besides, Madame had just recovered from her illness, and if she was frightened, how could she think of the king to explain, and how could her heart go so badly?!

"I didn't ...... It's nothing...... It's just a little bit of a cold......"

"No, you must be hiding something from me, tell me!"

Zixia thought to herself, she must be perfunctory this time, but if she doesn't say it, Bei Liangrong will know sooner or later, so it's better to say it now, and then think about the solution together.

"Madam, there are rumors outside that you ......"

Zixia came to her lips, hesitated again, and swallowed it back into her stomach.

"What do you say about me?"

"Say...... Say you...... It is the incarnation of a fox demon. ”

Bei Liang Rong was surprised: She naturally knew that this was a rumor, but she had just entered the palace, and she had not formed any grudge against anyone, who had no reason to be unhappy with her? Who framed herself like this? The more she thought about it, the more she didn't understand that the rumors had made her closest sister, Zixia, believe it to be true, alienate herself, and fear herself.

Her eyes became blank, and occasionally they looked so weak, her willow eyebrows were like wilted flowers, and she felt tasteless when she picked up the teacup in her right hand.

"Zixia, do you believe them too?"

"Of course I don't believe it!"

This sentence is so categorical, but how powerless is it for Bei Liang Rong! How much significance does Zixia believe in it? Although she has always regarded Zixia as her own sister, but now that she is confusing the public, it is only Zixia who denies it, how much has it changed the situation?

Bei Liangrong's joy instantly turned into worry.

"Zixia, come here. ”

The fear in Zixia's heart subsided slightly, and she moved her body and approached Bei Liangrong.

"Zixia, are you my good sister?"

Zixia nodded.

"If yes, trust me, I'm not a fox demon. Ever since I fell ill, I saw that you were worried about me everywhere, and I treated you as my own sister at that time. Every time I see you, I think of my own sister. It's a pity that she died in the provocation of Beiliang, and I also lost the only person who was closest and most painful...... Until I met you, I saw my sister's shadow in you, so I said everything to you, and never hid anything......"

As she spoke, Bei Liangrong couldn't help but shed tears and sobbed.

Zixia was at a loss, and hurriedly wiped Bei Liangrong with a handkerchief, crying and saying:

"Madame...... No, my good sister, it's me who is wrong, it's me who is wrong!"

The two hugged each other and cried.

"The king has arrived!"

The two hurriedly wiped their red and swollen eyes, tidied up their makeup, and went out to greet them.

"Join the king!" Bei Liang Rong bowed.

King Wu did not go to help, but hurriedly entered the Warm Jade Palace.

Bei Liang Rong followed, and she was surprised in her heart, and suddenly realized that something was not quite right with the king today, and remembered what Zixia said to herself just now, and she also guessed seven or eight points in her heart.

"All of you stand down!" King Wu instructed the palace ladies and attendants.

"No—"

Bei Liang Rong looked at King Wu's burly figure, and her sharp face clearly revealed a trace of coldness. When I first entered the palace, I was tender and smiling, but now the rumors are unpredictable, and I can't help but sigh.

Bei Liang Rong and King Wu looked at each other: she saw that King Wu's eyes were so deep, with a hint of incomprehension in seriousness, and a hint of worry in confusion;

He didn't understand her, but he understood a little;

She didn't understand him, but she also understood a little.

After all, they can't fully understand each other.

Until the moment of separation from each other many years later,

Still so.

......

"King, slave ......" Bei Liang Rong was about to speak, but was intercepted by King Wu.

"Don't say it, the widow won't believe the bullshit rumors that are going viral outside!"

King Wu's tone was so tough, as if he had sworn a promise of life and death.

"However, the Chinese people ......"

"They like to say whatever they want, and the widow is not afraid," he said, stepping forward and holding Bei Liangrong's hand, "As long as you are by the widow's side, it is enough." ”

Bei Liang Rong silently threw herself into King Wu's arms, her red and swollen eyes were gently raised, and she got a trace of comfort from King Wu's affectionate eyes, but her mood was complicated.