For a moment, there was silence on the slopes of the mountain.

He Hongying glanced at Zhu Jiu before she said, "I heard what you said with Rong Ruo in the pavilion last time, and he will help you escape, right?" But you don't need to look like this plan, Rong Ruo has been sent out again now, and he has already left the capital tonight, right? I don't think I will come back in three or five years."

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Jiu's face was a little ugly, and he looked at Xuanyuan Che for the first time: "In the past ten years, and now, you have been letting this woman spy on me?"

「…… Hmm."

This time, he finally saw the undisguised anger in her eyes, and He Hongying coughed, and said to her lips, "Where the duty is, please forgive Miss Zhu."

Zhu Jiu no longer listened to the two of them say more, took a deep look at Xuanyuan Che, and turned back to Changle Palace.

Seeing that she was leaving simply, He Hongying sighed, turned around and spread her hands to Xuanyuan Che, "Am I talking too much?"

"I don't blame you, cousin."

She'll always know about it.

It's just a matter of time, and Xuanyuan Che can hide it until now, which is better for her to accept than to say it at the beginning.

It's just that there are fireworks and Kong Ming lanterns in this piece of Merlin, and they are gradually dissipating, and the air has become quiet again.

He shook his head and stepped on the petals on the ground and went back to the palace.

At this time, Changle Palace.

Because the side hall is guarded by masters, it is not easy for Leng Qingxiu to escape from here.

She tried many ways, but no matter what the trouble, these people ignored her.

It wasn't until late at night, when there was a cold wind outside, that the black-clothed messenger reappeared, turned into a black shadow and sneaked into the side hall, and charmed all the nearby guards with medicine in three or two strokes, and entered the side hall.

"I didn't expect you to fail so quickly."

He looked down at Leng Qingxiu, his eyes full of coldness.

Leng Qingxiu frowned, "Don't blame me, it's your intelligence that has a problem, who knew that a woman in white would suddenly appear next to Xuanyuan Che?"

"Hmph, I still make excuses if I fail, what I hate the most is people like you, with you, you are also worthy of being the empress of Xuanyuan Kingdom?"

The black-clothed messenger looked at her mercilessly, and when his gaze fell on her face, it was already cold.

Sensing that the atmosphere between the two of them was becoming more and more solidified, Leng Qingxiu finally felt a trace of fear at this moment, and subconsciously took a few steps back and stared at him: "What do you want to do? It's not like killing me, is it? It won't do you any good to kill me at this time."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

The black-clothed envoy said lightly, "At least you can stay by Zhu Jiu's side and serve, as long as you serve by her side, you will always find an opportunity to get close to Xuanyuan Che, next time I will arrange a time and place, and I will inform you when the time comes."

"I hope you don't let me down."

With that, he quickly disappeared as if he had never been.

Leng Qingxiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly picked up the antidote to the acacia water he left on the ground, and hurriedly drank it.

After the antidote was invented, she felt much cooler, and the uncomfortable feeling finally disappeared without a trace.

It's just that the words of the black-clothed messenger also made her fall into a strong unwillingness.

Why can't she be the empress, but Zhu Jiu can be the world-famous goddess of war?

The more this person looks down on her, the more she has to do it for the world to see!

In a few days' time, she must hold on to the opportunity.

Gradually, a glint appeared in Leng Qingxiu's eyes.

On the other side, in the room where Han Mei was held.

Because Luo Zheng is the only one guarding here, this place is much cleaner than other places.

But Luo Zheng only guarded her for an hour, so he couldn't stand it anymore, and then he heard the voice of "Brother Luo" from inside, Luo Zheng's face sank directly, and he pushed the door in: "What else do you want?"

This Leng Qingxiu is really strange, he wanted to slap him when he saw him before, but now he is soft and glutinous, not saying a harsh word to him, and he is close to him everywhere.

Just now, she was disgusted with the cold in the house and wanted to keep warm, so she asked him to bring a stove, and helped her burn charcoal, and said that she came to the bed, and asked him to bring a new quilt, and pounced on it warmly.

also asked him for a set of warm clothes, and after a while, he said that it was inconvenient for Gong and asked him to get a night pot.

continued to stay, Luo Zheng felt that he was about to become a miscellaneous person.

But as soon as he entered the room, he looked at Leng Qingxiu's gentle eyes and looked at him with an innocent and pitiful look: "Brother Luo, can you give me the plum blossom cake on your waist to eat?" I'm so hungry."

"No!"

Luo Zheng refused, and said righteous words.

If Zhu Jiu hadn't told him inexplicably before, he would not have met Leng Qingxiu's strange requirements.

Being able to talk to her now had exhausted a lot of his patience.

Han Mei sighed, the master told her that the matter of becoming Leng Qingxiu should be kept secret, and it can't be said casually, in case it brings trouble to Brother Luo, it will not be good.

So she couldn't reveal her identity, but she was really hungry, so she knew that when the master was gone, she asked her to send some things from the imperial dining room.

For a while, she could only look at Luo Zheng weakly and pitifully: "But, if you put it on your waist, the plum blossom cake will be cold, and it won't taste good if it's cold, you still give it to me, I'll put it on the stove now and heat it up, and I can still eat it!"

Luo Zheng frowned, "No, this is for Hanmei."

Hanmei?

Oh, that's what I bought for her!

Hanmei smiled even more happily, and leaned over: "Give it to me, give it to me, I also like to eat this thing, if you don't give it to me, I'll be angry!"

Luo Zheng snorted coldly: "If you are angry, you will be angry, it has nothing to do with me."

He was so indifferent and unmoved, Hanmei was even more sad, and retracted into the bed in frustration to warm up, "Okay."

But as soon as the words fell, her stomach made a hungry sound.

Luo Zheng could endure it at first, but he didn't know if this Leng Qingxiu was intentional, his stomach was screaming louder and louder, as if he would starve to death if he didn't eat something.

For a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he turned his head to look at Leng Qingxiu, "You really want to eat?"

"Uh-huh!"

「……」

Luo Zheng was silent for a while, didn't speak, and finally gritted his teeth, untied the plum blossom cake from his waist, opened the bag and gave it to her: "Oh, let's eat."

"Huh? Thank you, Brother Luo! Brother Luo, you're so nice!"

Hanmei's eyes lit up, and she happily took it and was about to stuff it into her mouth.

Luo Zheng frowned, immediately grabbed it, put it by the stove and roasted it, and subconsciously said to her in the tone of Hanmei: "It's not good to eat cold, bake it and then talk about it."

As soon as the words fell, he was stunned, and subconsciously glanced at this Leng Qingxiu, whose eyes were full of food cravings, and his every move was very similar to Hanmei's Leng Qingxiu.

This is deserted...... Why is it so strange today?

And she looks exactly the same as Hanmei, and he doesn't hate it at all.

Could it be that he was seduced by this "Leng Qingxiu"?!

Thinking of this, Luo Zheng's face turned red, and he suddenly slammed the door angrily and angrily, stood out, and said, "Don't talk to me again! You don't look like she did at all!"