Seeing that there was not much panic on her face, King Jing felt bored, sneered, and raised his voice, "The country cannot be without a king for a day, according to this king, it is better to shorten the time of stopping the spirit, so as not to collide with the enthronement ceremony." ”

The palace people below looked at each other, not knowing how to react for a while.

Consciously grasped the direction of the wind, and wanted to come to please King Jing's good, he stepped forward and gave his hand, and Nuo Nuo should be.

Ruan Yuyi glanced at them with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice, "This palace will see who dares!" She opened her mouth and made a loud noise, her eyebrows and eyes were a little sharp, and there was a cold pool of water in the depths of winter.

The palace people who were still about to move unconsciously shuddered and fell silent.

King Jing's applause suddenly sounded in the hall, "Okay." That being the case, Niangniang should spend more time with the emperor here. He smiled leisurely, as if everything was under his control.

A palace man sent him out of the door with his hands down.

The cold wind lifted the white silk and fluttered wildly, like the teeth and claws of a monster, and in the next moment, it was about to swallow the Weiwei Imperial City and the people and the palace into the belly. Ruan Yuyi stood in place for a while, and suddenly stepped forward.

One of the eunuchs who could speak hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and hesitated, "Niangniang, ...... you are?"

But after slanting a glance, the eunuch closed his mouth and took a step back to make way of the way.

In her impression, Jiang Huaiyang has always had no last resort, and I heard that when he was a prince in the past, he also made many military exploits, and in so many battles in the past, he did not take his life. If it is really as King Jing said, it is a defeat in the confrontation with the enemy general, which is really strange.

She would rather believe that he had used some kind of strategy to deliberately force King Jing to expose his ambitions, just like the plan he once used on the Queen Mother.

Ruan Yuyi approached slowly, each step fell steadily and heavily, the skirt swayed slightly, and the sound of Langlang was around her waist. At this time, no one said anything to disturb them.

She glanced hurriedly into the coffin.

She staggered back a step as she felt the world spin in front of her, and a layer of mixture shrouded her.

Mu Xiang hurriedly stepped forward to hug her, and called anxiously: "Miss! ”

She let out a heavy breath, her eyes glazed out. Qu Zhi rubbed the corners of his forehead, "They all take care of their own immediate affairs, if there is any slack or mistake, this palace is the only one to ask." ”

Xu was unwell, her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and her face was pale that couldn't even be covered by rouge, looking fragile and unquestionable.

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When Ruan Yuyi walked out of the hall, he was still in front of him. His eyes were closed, and the blood on his lips was gone, and even though he had been changed into clean plain clothes, blood was still oozing from his chest after that, and it dried up on his clothes.

lifeless.

She couldn't bear to look at it any longer.

In retrospect, it seemed as if she had never seen that person like this.

Even when they encountered robbers on the road and fell off the cliff, he had cut countless wounds on the dead wood branches, but his arms were still broad and strong, and his eyes were still dark and bottomless.

She gathered the cloak that Muxiang had put on for her, and walked in the direction of the Heart Cultivation Temple—she needed to get something.

The sky is gray, the snow is falling wantonly, and I don't know if I can have fun playing in the snow.

The footprints on the snow were soon covered, and the wind blew her clothes to hunt, and she was like a hibiscus that remained alone until the depths of winter, obviously swaying more than once, and still growing roots and grabbing the ground.

In front of the main hall, she slowly walked up to the platform, but two guards stopped her, "Niangniang, no one is allowed to trespass without an order, this is a long-established rule." ”

Ruan Yuyi sneered, "When have you ever seen His Majesty stop the palace and not allow it to enter?" ”

She paused, slowed her tone, and there was no sarcasm in her tone, "Or is it that someone is in a hurry to ascend the throne, and even you don't take the king as the king?" ”

"It's—the little one doesn't mean that."

No one dared to take off the top hat, and the guards froze, looked at each other, but put down the spears that stood in the way and let go of the way.

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There were no lights in the hall, it was a little dim, and it was empty, only the sound of the cold wind wailing outside, and there was a sense of emptiness all around.

She walked to the several cases he used to review on weekdays, rummaging through them one by one, and instructing one by one, "Mu Xiang, you can help see if there are any pink wax notes in the hall." ”

Mu Xiang was stunned for a moment, "Miss, are you going to-" pretending to be a holy decree. Wax paper is the paper used to write holy decrees.

She bowed slightly.

In governing the country, although King Jing has his ability, but he is short of temperament, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not act harshly for his own selfish desires, rather than let the power fall into his hands, it is better to simply give sex to King Yu, who is now in charge of the imperial power.

The two of them rummaged through it, but fortunately they quickly found it in a drawer.

Ruan Yuyi put the details of the few cases in place, and hid the other things in the wide sleeves and held them between her arms, which at first glance was really no different from the ordinary.

It is too risky to create nature directly in the palace, so she took Mu Xiang back to Chang'an Palace first, and then retreated from everyone, waiting for the pen and ink with Mu Xiang.

When she picked up the ink-stained pen and the tip of the pen hung on the paper, it suddenly froze.

Even if she didn't want to admit it, there was something drip faster than ink on the paper.

The pictures of getting along with each other flashed back in her mind. The two share a basket; On the creek that connects the pavilion in the middle of the lake, there is a river of lanterns; When tenderness was in place, he whispered in her ear......

She let out a breath of relief and forced herself to pull herself up. It's just that this matter should be avoided as much as possible, so she can only change another piece of paper.

Jiang Huaiyang never shied away from her when he reviewed the recitals. She guarded a plate of snacks, lying on the side of a few cases and watching him pick up and put away the pen.

At this time, he would look sideways, "Can I teach you to learn my font?" ”

She looked up at him, curled the corners of her mouth a little smugly, pulled the pen from his hand, and searched for a clean paper. She wrote down a few words so smoothly that she was able to do the same as his.

She heard him laugh softly, and praised her heartily.

……

Ruan Yuyi picked up her pen and considered the words. It was probably because she needed to be cautious, and when she dropped the last stroke, a fine cold sweat was already oozing from her forehead.

She finally put down her pen and breathed a sigh of relief.

Carrying the paper and shaking it in the air twice, after seeing that it was dry, it was folded finely, put into the wooden box, and put away with the wood incense.

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The next day, it should be the time for the palace concubine and the people below to cry. Ruan Yuyi was caught up in some trivial matters, and a quarter of an hour passed a little late, not wanting to have only Rong Concubine and a white painting with a white face in the corner.

She didn't say anything, but accepted the courtesy. Then her own palace people clothed the cushion, she unhurriedly adjusted the skirt, knelt down on the cushion, and judged the appearance of yesterday's trembling hands.

The palace person in charge of crying in her ears sobbed lowly, but her eyes were very dry.

About a cup of tea, Yan Baolin and the others arrived one after another.

As soon as Yan Baolin came in, he covered his mouth and said in a sharp voice, "I don't know if Niangniang has heard a common saying 'cat crying mouse'?" She seemed to be amused by herself, and before she could say a word, she giggled.

Everyone present chuckled in their hearts, and couldn't help but think that today's Yan Baolin is really a little similar to Li Meiren in the past.

(End of chapter)