Since that day, Zhao Yichen has never stepped into the gate of Yilan Palace, and there are many rogues in the northwest border, and the previous dynasty is surging, so that Zhao Yichen is busy with government affairs.

In this way, Song Zhi had leisure time, she picked up the pipa and was silent for a long time.

Suddenly, the sound of the pipa was startled, and when it was frustrated, it was like a mournful phoenix singing through the sky, and when it was low and tactful, it was as if it could see the weeping yellow bird hiding its face and complaining bitterly.

"I've never seen you like this, but it's very fresh." He Lanzhuo's voice came faintly from the door, and looking at his appearance, he should have been at the door for a long time.

"Trespassing on the concubine's dormitory, you are also bold." Although Song Zhi was a little surprised to see him, he was expected by Song Zhi, "If you have something to say, just pass it in according to the previous method, why bother this trip." ”

"How can I see your fresh appearance if I don't go on this trip?" He Lanzhuo approached to help Song Zhi sort out his scattered hair, but was unexpectedly dodged by Song Zhi.

After not seeing him for a few months, Song Zhi's mood towards He Lanzhuo has changed, and the ignorant emotions of the former girlhood are gone, leaving the feeling of repaying the favor in his heart.

Helan saw that the two of them were a little angry, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a look of embarrassment, but now he still had to rely on Song Zhi to get news of Zhao Yichen, so he didn't say anything.

"If you have something to say, just say it." Song Zhi knew in her heart that Helan Zhuo was looking for something for herself, she had never liked to beat around the bush, so it was better to speak first.

"If this can be done, I will arrange for you to meet your mother in the future." Helan Zhuo sat on the hall by himself, as if he had returned to his residence, "I don't feel at ease when I leave you here alone, I have a good candidate to help you." ”

"Who?" As he became acquainted with He Lanzhuo for a long time, the more Song Zhi couldn't guess this person's state of mind.

Helan Kang is a romantic man, relying on his own relatives of the emperor to do things that hurt heaven and reason, the first emperor was still restrained during his reign, and now the new emperor has revealed his original face when he ascends the throne, he is over sixty years old, and he just accepted a concubine who is only eighteen a few days ago.

Helan Zhuo is Helan Kangnian's concubine, although his mother's eldest grandson Qinglu has thunderous means, but he has nothing to do, he has to practice a clever and exquisite heart to make a living under his mother-in-law.

Xu is heaven can't see Helan Kangnian's temperament, his wives and concubines are a group, and the sons who can eventually grow up are only the eldest son Helan Yan and the second son He Lanzhuo, and that Helan Yan had a serious illness in his early years, and now his intelligence is no different from that of a three-year-old child, Helan Zhuo has become the most powerful assistant around Helan Kangnian.

"It's just a rootless thing, it will be sent to the palace later, I want you to put him next to Your Majesty and use it for me." Helan Zhuo's expression was gloomy, and then he shook his hand and left.

"Niangniang has just come to her senses, how can I send that inner servant to Your Majesty again, please think twice." Although Qingyue is from Helan Mansion, she has seen everything Song Zhi has endured with her own eyes, and she really can't bear to let Song Zhi be tortured again.

"It doesn't matter, if you eat whole grains, you will inevitably get sick one day."

Although Song Zhi contributed to the trouble, the person sent by Helan Zhuo was also very clever and intelligent, and within a few days, he became Qin's deputy and served by Zhao Yichen's side.

At night, Song Zhi lay on the bed, covered with a white fox skin blanket, but he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

A faint sobbing sound kept coming from outside, and with the dark night of not seeing the five fingers, it was infiltrating and terrifying.

"Qingyue, did you hear someone crying?" Song Zhi was sleepy-eyed and mentally tired.

"Hui Niangniang, I heard it, it's scary." Qingyue was already timid, Song Zhi felt sorry for her and never let her keep vigil, but now that so many things have happened, Qingyue really doesn't worry about Song Zhi alone, and she doesn't want to leave Song Zhi for half a step.

Song Zhi followed the sound and walked out, only to see the weak willows in the palace wall constantly drifting with the wind, and the cries from the distance came and went, just as Song Zhi wanted to continue to look outside, but was pulled by Qingyue's arm.

"Don't go, Niangniang, I heard that there are often people killed here, could it be that the unjust soul came to ask for his life?" Qingyue's voice trembled because she was afraid.

"Then you have to see who it is! You can't let the unjust case go unchecked! Song Zhi grew up in the desert since he was a child, and only believed in people and not in ghosts and gods, Song Zhi saw that Qingyue was so scared, and worried that the comer would not be good, "You just stay in Yilan Palace, don't get hurt." ”

"No, the slave will go wherever the mother goes." Although Qingyue was afraid, she was even more afraid that Song Zhi would have an accident alone.

The two of them picked up the candlestick next to them and walked out in the dark.

Strange to say, tonight's wind is stronger than ever, this time it is winter, a little ice ballast blows along the wind on people's faces, although it is only the size of a fingernail, once it touches people's skin is still a little prickly and painful.

The candle flame flickered in the wind, and the shadows flickered in the night, carrying the rain vapor, full of suffocation.

As the two walked out, the sound of crying became more and more pronounced, weeping and wailing.

Song Zhi raised his heart to his throat, and his whole body was as nervous as a tight string. Looking at Qingyue again, he hugged Song Zhi tightly with one hand, and covered his eyes with the other.

Suddenly, a red shadow flashed in front of him.

Before the two could react, the red shadow flew behind the two of them again.

Qing Yue felt something strange around her, and couldn't help but shout loudly.

"Who? Who's pretending? Song Zhi comforted Qing Yue and scolded the red shadow loudly.