"Zhi'er, have you encountered any difficulties lately? Why are all the letters I sent back? Helan Zhuo's voice is still so good, like a spring spring, but now it is different from the past, the two are more estranged than before, and it is just a clear spring cold body for her.

"No, I don't want to do anything for you anymore." Song Zhi replied coldly.

"What's wrong, Zhi'er? Didn't you say you'd marry me when the matter was over? He Lanzhuo was obviously a little anxious, and grabbed Song Zhi's arm hard.

"The person you want to marry, is it me or Lis?" Song Zhi wanted to vent, but the education ethics she had received since she was a child did not allow her to be as unreasonable as a shrew in the market, and her voice was soft but secretly angry.

"Okay, let's leave this out for now, let's see who this is?" A middle-aged woman wearing a coarse linen dress and her head covered by a hood walked out from behind Helan Zhuo with her body bent.

"Auntie? You're not ....." Song Zhi found out that it was his mother who had been dead for many years!

"I'm sorry Zhi'er, I deceived you back then, and I had to use the trick of fake death in order to avoid your father." The mother said that her body trembled slightly, and there were some tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Then why are you in Jinzhou now? How could he be in Helan's house? Song Zhi always felt that something was not right, but he couldn't find the point.

After many years, Song Zhi will still be awakened by the bloody scene of the year in the middle of the night, so there is no harm in forgetting it.

"Father, save A-Niang, please save A-Niang." The young Song Zhi hugged his mother, who was covered in blood, and knelt on the ground and begged bitterly.

"You bastard, what qualifications do you have to call this king your father, and what kind of face do you have to intercede for this slut who confuses the blood of the royal family?" The man, who was called his father by Song Zhi, kicked Song Zhi to the ground fiercely.

The young Song Zhishang didn't know what was going on, and yesterday he was frolicking with his father and queen mother in the back mountain, but after a night's work, the kind father suddenly changed his appearance.

After that, Song Zhi was driven out of the desert royal family, she used her thin body to carry her mother, who had already lost her breath, and looked for medical advice everywhere, and those doctors were ordered not to treat the two, but Song Zhi always believed that he could save his mother with his weak strength.

If he was tired of walking in the desert, he put his mother aside to rest, his mother's chest was heavily pierced by a sharp weapon, and there was a bloody cut, Song Zhi was so frightened that he covered his eyes every time he saw this scene. It wasn't until the storm that the young Song Zhi couldn't drag his mother's body to run, and the yellow sand completely buried the body, and Song Zhi was convinced that his mother had really died.

If the woman was really her mother, there would definitely be an old wound on her chest, in order to confirm what she thought, Song Zhi rushed forward to open the woman's clothes, and there was really a shocking old scar, which made Song Zhi suddenly collapse, hugging his mother and crying uncontrollably.

"Okay Zhi'er, you still want to believe me, right?" Seeing the mother and daughter getting together, Helan Zhuo gently patted Song Zhi's head and said, "Don't worry, your aunt is safe in Helan's house, and when the matter is over, you can reunite with mother and daughter." ”

"What else do you need from me?" Song Zhi sighed lightly, now that he has arrived here, Song Zhi is willing to fight for his mother.

"Father is unwilling to let His Majesty change the imperial system, and has repeatedly admonished His Majesty to no avail, you go and see how the recital of the Imperial Court is written, so that we can make plans in time. You must know that it doesn't matter if the Helan family is gone, the most important thing is that your aunt will also be implicated because of this. Helan saw that Song Zhi agreed, and returned to his previous appearance of a gentleman.

"Got it." Song Zhi saw that the time was not early, and if it dragged on, he was afraid that he would be seen by others, and he would not be able to speak clearly when he had a mouth, and that there would be a chance to get together with his mother in the future, so he hurriedly said goodbye to the two of them and walked towards the direction of Yilan Hall at a faster pace.

As everyone knows, after Song Zhi walked away, the middle-aged woman's slightly bowed back instantly straightened, and disappeared into the darkness with Helan Zhuo.

Seeing that her mother was alive, the gloom in Song Zhi's heart was swept away, and Qingyue was entertained by drums, while she danced the desert dance on the side.

This is the happiest day since Song Zhi entered the palace for so many days.

"You're pretty relaxed." Zhao Yichen's harsh voice suddenly appeared, causing the two of them to stop moving.

"Back to Your Majesty, today's Chung Yeung Festival, I am happy for you." Song Zhi knew that he needed to curry favor with him in exchange for what he wanted.

"Why isn't your mouth as sharp as it used to be? Just because I met an old flame? Zhao Yichen grabbed Song Zhi from the ground, his eyes red.

Song Zhi secretly said in his heart that something was not good, thinking that there must be an inner servant passing by and informing Zhao Yichen of the matter, otherwise Zhao Yichen would not have come so quickly, fortunately, Zhao Yichen did not know He Lanzhuo, but he also saved the trouble of explaining.

Before she could explain, Zhao Yichen kissed Song Zhi's lips domineeringly and aggressively.

After lingering and sympathizing a few times, he took Song Zhi to the inner hall of Yilan Hall and threw it on the ground with force, Zhao Yichen frantically sucked the smell of Song Zhi's body, greedy and passionate. From the beginning of entering the palace, the two have never had such ambiguous contact, in the past, when he performed the ceremony of Zhou Gong, he usually had a sense of venting, cold and ruthless, but now this makes Song Zhi a little unaccustomed, and subconsciously resists.

Song Zhi's resistance not only did not stop Zhao Yichen, but also intensified his aggression, and Zhao Yichen lay on the ground next to him, panting hard.

He got up and dressed and stood firmly in front of the door, "You are always worthy to be on the ground and have fun with me, don't forget to drink medicine." ”

"Don't worry, I'll drink it even if you don't say it." Song Zhi stubbornly tilted his head to the side, and a few tears quietly crossed his delicate cheeks.

It is different from the mood when he first entered the palace, if it was said that it was for Helan Zhuo in the past, then now Song Zhi wants to live well for himself and for his mother, in the lonely court.

After Zhao Yichen left, Song Zhi began to plan how to enter his Heavenly Sanctuary and find what He Lanzhuo needed.

After thinking about it, there is only one way to go.

Song Zhi took out the purple narcissus biluo gauze dress that He Lanzhuo gave for the first time from the deepest part of the red sandalwood cabinet, and then found the elderly grandmother in the palace to comb Li Si's most commonly used hairstyle.

Just as Song Zhi was about to implement the plan, Biluo, the personal palace maid beside Qiu Yutong, walked into the gate of Yilan Hall with a team of people from Wu Yangyang.

Seeing that the comers were not good, Song Zhi could only put the plan on hold first, sit in front of the court, and see what they wanted to do.

"Your concubine Wan'an, Zhaoyi Niangniang heard that your concubine danced, and invited your concubine to go to Huaqing Hall for guidance." Huaqing Hall is so big, dozens of people gather here, as if they came to Xingshi to ask for guilt.

"What if I don't go?" Song Zhi disdained this false appearance and rejected her directly.

"If that's the case, don't blame the slave and maid." Biluo is worthy of being a native of the Qiu Mansion, speaking neither humbly nor arrogantly, obviously he is a slave, but he relies on the power of his master to put on a lofty posture.

Biluo grabbed Song Zhi's wrist, and then ordered several women to restrain her shoulders, and several strong men viciously blocked in front of Qing Yue, and for a while they changed from active to passive.

Song Zhi's eyes looked at the jade Ruyi ornament on the table, which was rewarded by Zhao Yichen when he first entered the palace, and it was said to be a tribute, and it took a hundred years to get this one. Caring about so much, Song Zhi struggled to break free from those women, and even hit the ornaments on the table with Biluo.

The jade is the finest mutton fat jade, and it shatters after making a crisp sound the moment it touches the ground, and the sound of the jade shattering freezes the chaotic scene, and time seems to stop because of this. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this jade Ruyi should not be something that Song Zhi's identity should have, not to mention the Biluo people who are used to seeing precious treasures.

It is a big sin to damage the reward, they just wanted to take Song Zhi to Qiu Yutong to insult him, but they didn't expect things to develop like this, Song Zhi is Zhao Yichen's favorite concubine on the surface, and at most he is grounded and punished, and even if they are favored in front of the master, they are just a servant girl, and there is only a dead end waiting for them.

Song Zhi didn't want their lives, but in the midst of lightning, she changed her mind.