Of course, Sheng Jiaojiao knew very well that her feelings for Tan Ji were different, he was her most important ally, and she was also her most loyal and reliable supporter.

In this life, she doesn't plan to marry Yin Ze, and she is not even interested in interfering in Yin Ze's life.

But she hopes that Tan Ji can be well, in this life, well, and live happily.

It's like her family.

Sheng Jiaojiao not only hopes that Qi Silao can read more books, she hopes that every son and girl in Zhishou County can read more books.

What's more, in fact, Tan Ji likes to read very much.

Looking at Qi Zhang's back of asking for mercy and coaxing her, and for fear that she would find her grandmother to complain, she hurriedly hugged the bookcase and left, Sheng Jiaojiao blinked, and her angry eyes turned red.

In his previous life, the world was not good, and before and after Yin Ze became the emperor, he had several times of exile to avoid trouble.

Sheng Jiaojiao was most impressed, when Yin Ze first ascended the throne of the emperor, he ushered in a palace change that had been planned for a long time.

The sound of the Iron Horse sounded in his ears, and groups of soldiers rushed into the palace.

Under the high eaves and ridges, the old frightened bird Ling made a dull sound, Tan Ji was covered in blood, standing in front of a row of soldiers, with red ribbons for everyone, he shouted,

"Swear to protect the queen mother!"

A row of dead men with red ribbons shouted with him,

"Swear to protect the queen mother!"

The sound was deafening, so that Sheng Jiaojiao, who was sitting in the Kunning Palace, couldn't help but feel surging in her heart.

The traitor rushed into the main hall of the previous dynasty, Tan Ji led the dead soldiers to defend the Kunning Palace, Yin Ze took his entourage to hide in the Kunning Palace, and issued two orders in a row, asking Tan Ji to pick up the concubine Niangniang to take refuge in the Kunning Palace, but they were all ignored by Tan Ji silently.

At that time, there were too many traitors, and he didn't know what was going on outside, Tan Ji and the others were also defending to the death, if he ventured out, it was likely to open a gap, and even Kunning Hall couldn't hold it.

For this reason, Yin Ze's face turned blue with anger, but Tan Ji still went his own way.

The sound of killing outside stopped a little, Sheng Jiaojiao got up, entered the main hall of Kunning Hall from the dormitory, and looked at Yin Ze, who was anxious for the safety of the concubine, Sheng Jiaojiao's eyes were cold.

"Find a way, you must connect the concubine to the Kunning Palace."

Yin Ze instructed the brocade-clothed secret guards under his hand to sit on the Luohan bed, pinching his eyebrows, with a helpless look on his face.

Sheng Jiaojiao, who entered the main hall from the side hall, stood at the entrance of the main hall like this, and at that moment, she didn't even have the slightest desire to talk to Yin Ze.

She turned her head and walked out of the Kunning Hall from the side hall to the bottom of the corridor.

It happened that Tan Ji was sitting at the stone table, reading a history book in one hand, and his lieutenant Zheng Ling knelt at his side on one knee and bandaged the wound on his other arm.

He seemed to be seriously injured, and the ground was covered with cotton cloth after cleaning the bloodstains, but Tan Ji had a calm and breezy face.

For a moment, Sheng Jiaojiao thought that she had seen it wrong, and the person sitting in front of her did not seem to be a brave and warlike general, but a scholar who read poetry and books.

The sunlight passed through a white flower tree and fell on Tan Ji's body, and he tied his hair in a round bun with a black hairband, and the hairband fell on the back of his head, dyed with one or two fine white flowers.

He was not surprised, his eyes were only on the book in his hand, and he never moved away.

Zheng Ling, who was beside him, bandaged his arm and cleaned up the blood-stained cotton cloth on the ground with neat movements.

As soon as he looked up, Zheng Ling saw Sheng Jiaojiao standing under the corridor.

He hurriedly knelt down and called Niangniang in his mouth.

Yin Ze had already given two orders in a row, asking Tan Ji to bring the concubine over, and Tan Ji had silently refused Yin Ze on the grounds that the rebels from outside would attack Kunning Hall at any time, and the dead soldiers could not rush out for the time being.

But now, he still has the leisure to read a book in the corner of Kunning Palace.

It's no wonder that Zheng Ling was panicked.

Tan Ji was still holding the book in his hand, and when he turned around, a pair of dark eyes met Sheng Jiaojiao like this.

She carried a pomegranate gold skirt, slowly walked down the white jade steps, and saw Tan Ji holding the book in his hand, kneeling on one knee, bowing his head.

He said softly, "Mother." ”

"Don't let Your Majesty see it."

Sheng Jiaojiao's footsteps stopped on the last floor of the stone steps, and after she finished speaking, she slowly turned around, walked back to the porch, and left quietly along the verandah.

Layer by layer of mottled shadows, through the vermilion pillars of the verandah, her slender figure disappeared into the dark and deep dormitory, silent, thick and gorgeous scenery, but unprovoked cold and lonely.

She was gone, as if she had never been there.

The memory suddenly faded like a tide, and Sheng Jiaojiao, who was standing in front of the earthen house of the Qi family in Zhishou County, wearing a cotton and linen dress, took a deep breath.

Qi Zhang was gone, Sheng Jiaojiao looked at the vast sky, stretched her waist freely, escaped from the shackles of being a queen in her previous life, and left the secluded deep palace, she was in a very good mood.

She didn't go to tell Qi Zhang, but went to the col behind the house.

The vegetables in the col have all grown, green and tender, at first glance, it is full of water, and it exudes a fragrance of green vegetables in the moonlight.

Sheng Jiaojiao stood on the dirt slope, took a deep breath, turned around and went back to the room, planning to let these greens grow for another night, and when she got up tomorrow morning, she asked Qi Hua to cut them.

In autumn, when it got dark earlier and earlier, Sheng Jiaojiao returned to the house, and her three uncles also returned from the militia.

I don't know if it's Sheng Jiaojiao's illusion, Uncle Qi was standing in the yard, coughing all the time, and after drinking a few sips of water, the coughing sound became much quieter.

She didn't care too much about such small details, just looked at the faces of the three uncles, as if they were very dignified, and as soon as she came back, she entered Qi Zhang's house and muttered until late at night.

Sheng Jiaojiao didn't know what they were discussing, but as she expected, it should be talking about the affairs of the subject country.

As a result, the next morning, Sheng Jiaojiao learned that Qi Zhang had not spent the night at home at all, only left her a few prescriptions, a handful of silver barley, and returned to the barracks overnight.

The prescription was prescribed by the new military doctor in the barracks as Qi Zhang said before, and it was a prescription for treating old lung cough.

The silver barley was Qi Zhang's military salary to Sheng Jiaojiao, and he asked Zhou to tell Sheng Jiaojiao that the money was kept, but the private school must not be able to go anymore, and the situation was very dangerous.

Sheng Jiaojiao naturally knew that the situation was tense.

Then, when Uncle Qi was having breakfast in the family, he said that the day before yesterday, a group of people from the subject country broke into a family in the north of the county and fornicated all the women in that family, and all the men were killed without sparing......

Such news made the women in the Qi family turn pale with fright.

Sheng Jiaojiao's face was full of coldness, and in a heavy atmosphere, she slapped the table and said angrily:

"I really should let the eldest brother and Tan Ji cut this group of vassal barbarians with a thousand knives."