When Jiang Huaiyang returned to the palace, the original rut had been covered with heavy snow, and it was covered with new marks.

The incense balls on the roof of the car swayed and let out the fragrance, and the curtain floated slightly under the wind. When the palace people along the road saw this, they all leaned down and saluted, until the carriage disappeared from the afterglow, and then they raised their eyes and were busy.

Seeing that he was about to arrive in front of Luo Mei Xuan, the voice of the new emperor came from inside the car, "Go to the Heart Cultivation Hall first." "The carriage and horses went to the dormitory again.

He bathed and changed his clothes, made sure that there was no smell of blood on his body, and then raised his feet and went to the direction of Luo Meixuan.

said that after Ruan Yuyi returned to her palace, she had been a little worried. She held a small copper fire and fiddled with the charcoal fire in the sleeve stove at will.

She suddenly paused and asked, "Is Mu Ling's illness cured?" I don't know if this little girl will secretly hide under her quilt to wipe her tears before she is transferred from her.

She didn't want that. It was she who brought the wood spirit into this deep palace, but she was powerless to protect her.

Mu Xiang dropped the last stitch of the brocade set in his hand, raised it up and looked at it, and handed it to her, "Doesn't Miss always think that this sleeve stove sometimes overheats, I think it will be better to use this." ”

She took it, silky and silky under her fingertips, with fine stitches. The embroidered is a double carp, two small carp head and tail one after another, ring into a circle, extraordinarily vivid and lovely, it can be seen that a lot of thought has been used.

She lowered her eyes and smiled, "If Mu Ling had you half distracted, I would have been able to worry less about her." ”

Mu Xiang said, "That girl's body is much stronger than Miss's, so she will be well soon." If the young lady wants her, the slave will go and call her. ”

She bowed her head, "Go ahead." She said as she put the brocade cover on the sleeve stove.

The brocade is attached with a buckle to expose the handle. When she tossed absentmindedly, a crisp voice called over her head.

"Little Lord."

Mu Ling pounced and knelt down.

"I've been sick for a few days, but I'm separated," Ruan Yuyi was stunned, and then smiled, "Come up, come and see how your sister Muxiang embroidered this pair of carp, it's really a good needlework kung fu." ”

Mu Xiang reddened the tips of her ears, "Miss laughs at the slave." "If you say that the needle is from the hand of the young lady, it can be regarded as a lifelike.

Mu Ling got up, Fang raised his head, and his face slid down coldly, and she was stunned to find that her hands were wet.

There was a charcoal fire burning in the house, and it was still ringing.

The master and servant were all stunned, and they were speechless for a while.

Ruan Yuyi put down the sleeve stove in her hand, took the handkerchief, and gently wiped away her tears, "What's the matter, who bullied you?" ”

But her hand was too gentle, and she didn't know where it touched Mu Ling, and the tears became more and more turbulent.

She was a little confused. Mu Ling has always had an excellent smile, and she took a fancy to the joy on this girl's face at that time, so she left her. She couldn't imagine what could make the wood spirit cry like this.

"Who can bully the slave maid," Mu Ling took the veil, wiped away his tears indiscriminately, and squeezed out a smile indiscriminately, "The slave and maid are the little master's people." ”

Tears soon welled up in her eyes. "These tears are really annoying." She grumbled softly, and raised her hand to wipe it.

Ruan Yuyi silently looked at her to hide her emotions, and said with a deep brow, "You tell me the truth, what's going on?" If you don't say it, I can't help you. ”

Mu Xiangyuan wanted to joke with her, but at this time he swallowed it back into his stomach and echoed the persuasion.

Mu Ling's smile froze.

Cen Li's words seemed to still linger in her ears, sharp and feminine, without the slightest emotion. He warned her not to tell the story, lest the master worry about her, and she only stayed in Luomei Xuan with peace of mind, so that nothing would come to her.

He said that the person had already been disposed of, and there was no need to worry about it in the future.

Her shoulders trembled, she hid her face, and said in a choppy, "The slave doesn't want to leave the little master...... The slave is so afraid...... I'm afraid I'll be replaced by the new kid......"

This is a half-truth, she is afraid that it is good, but she is not crying because of it.

Ruan Yuyi only thought that she was eating, sighed and assured her that she would definitely treat her as before. As she spoke, she looked out the window and thought to herself.

After Mu Ling left, Jiang Huaiyang came on his hind foot, making her wonder if he had been outside the door all along.

"Your Majesty, Jin'an." She moved the corners of her lips and smiled, before she stepped forward and saluted. She put her hand on his collar and unfastened his coat. Her heart moved, and she ran her delicate fingertips across his neck.

He put it behind her ear. He had a cold air on his body, and a flake or two of snow fell on his shoulders, but it was difficult to hide the fragrance on his body.

She handed her coat to Mu Xiang and said casually, "Your Majesty seems to have new incense on his body." ”

Naturally, it is freshly smoked, so as not to leave the residual smell of blood on the body and dirty the nose of the little lady. He hummed softly and led her into the inner chamber.

Ruan Yuyi hesitated for a moment, stopped Mu Xiang's freshly brewed tea, handed over the hot tea that she had drunk for half an hour, focused her eyes on his hand, and said in her mouth, "This snow bead has been raining for almost a whole day, and I don't know when it will stop." ”

He picked up the half-bell tea, and there was a trace of lipstick printed on the edge of the tea cup. His eyes were slightly dark, and he took a sip of that place, and this tea was brewed with some kind of elixir and jade liquid, and he was actually asked to taste a few traces of sweetness.

He didn't answer, but said, "Ling Ling doesn't want to know where I went?" ”

She rubbed her hand on the sleeve stove and trembled, but her face did not show any strangeness, and she followed his words and asked, "Where has Your Majesty gone?" ”

"The prison of the Criminal Department, Uncle Rong." He glanced at the little lady beside him and saw her pursing her lips slightly.

Her eyebrows jumped, "The concubine heard that the men of the Rong family were all beheaded at noon yesterday. When she said the word "beheading", her voice couldn't help but tremble a little.

"From Chonghua Palace?" He chuckled and said leisurely, "That's the news I deliberately released to Concubine Shu. ”

He played with her scattered black hair, and casually told her all the plans, including why he gave Concubine Shu the position, how to pick out the ambitions of the Rong family little by little, and how to get the pepper to the Rong Mansion-

In this way, he is meticulous and has a leisurely voice, as if he is talking about a little love and a little love.

Ruan Yuyi only felt a biting cold climb up her spine, gnawing her spine to a crisp and numb bone, and her body was a little weak.

Why did he say this to her? She is just a palace concubine, she has no right to interfere in politics, and she shouldn't know.

He took her into his arms and let her sit on top of his lap.

Jiang Huaiyang took the Dongzhu earrings on her ears, gestured intimately, and whispered to her, "The Rong family has long been anti-hearted, and I don't know that they colluded with that force, and I won't get rid of them - the one who is eliminated is me." ”

This battle for the throne has always been a matter of life and death, even your father and brother can be killed. Isn't that what everyone says about him?

She knows it. I just don't understand why it is clearly the responsibility of the male son of the Rong family, but the female dependents are also implicated. Those who don't know are confused to enjoy the glory, and they are slaves and maids in a fool's way, and it is not worth living a good life.

"The Rong family should be punished for rebellion, but Ling Ling is different from them." He said in a hoarse voice.

She is his companion in the quagmire, they bear the unpardonable responsibility together, and because of the irresistible responsibility, they have to live in the world.

He's ashamed.

He wants to defend this country, even if there are thousands of soldiers buried underneath, and there are many bones.

She couldn't escape, she would always be shackled by his side.

He happily drew her lips until the little lady was out of breath, and then briefly let her go.

Her mind was confused, pondering the meaning of his words.

(End of chapter)