CHAPTER IX
She didn't expect Helan Zhuo to admit it, and the sudden frankness made Song Zhi speechless for a while.
The two faced each other, only speechless.
If it had been before, Song Zhiding would not let Helan Zhuo's words fall through, and even if he didn't understand, he would try his best to find something that the two could talk about.
Somehow, now he can't take his words.
"You.... Why did you suddenly ask about him? Helan Zhuo was not used to being cold, so he spoke first.
"I haven't seen it before, but now I see it, and I feel a little familiar, so I came to ask." Although the person in front of him is an acquaintance who has known each other for many years, and the fire of love in his heart has not been completely extinguished, Song Zhi's heart is contradictory and complicated for Helan Zhuo. "Why him? Looking at his appearance, he doesn't look like a person who needs to rely on this method to get a career. ”
"People, it is precisely because of excellence that they are valuable, and if there is weakness, then there is value in use." When He Lanzhuo mentioned this, he didn't see the slightest remorse, and he felt a little proud of looking at the excellent works.
Seeing Helan Zhuo's inadvertent smile, Song Zhi remembered the two of them.
"Ah Zhuo! Do these look good? Song Zhi held the flowers that had just been picked from afar, and wore lotus pink clothes, which called Song Zhi gentle and moving.
"People are more delicate than flowers." The emotion in Helan Zhuo's eyes will not deceive, it is clearly love.
Clear skies connect the lake with the blue sky, and the blue sky sinks into the sparkling surface of the lake.
As far as the eye can see, the sky is bright and cloudy, and the rivers and the earth are plunged into the clarity of silence.
Growing up in the desert since childhood, Song Zhi has been completely intoxicated by the charm of heaven and earth with only a slight feeling.
Although the scenery is attractive, it is still not dazzling.
The ambiguous atmosphere wandered between the two, and under the impetus of emotions, the two unconsciously kissed.
"Zhi'er, would you like to?"
"Yes!"
If she knew she was willing to mean it, she would have preferred it hadn't happened.
When Song Zhi promised Helan Zhuo, when the two met again, one was the emperor's concubine, and the other was the favored concubine in Helan's mansion.
"Go back quickly, and he will convey my intentions to you in lieu of a letter in the future." He Lanzhuo's voice pulled Song Zhi's thoughts back.
The person in front of him used to be his sweetheart, and he was no longer lovesick, only alienated.
The hour was indeed a little late, after all, Chao Gui was still in the palace, and Song Zhi did not linger, and left this place without looking back.
Before he entered the door, he heard the sound of throwing things at Chao Gui.
"What's wrong?" Song Zhi carefully picked up the beads scattered all over the place and asked softly.
"I said I don't want to get married! Why is the Interior Bureau sending these things to disgust me! "Chao Gui grew up in thousands of favors, with a noble status, and has always been accustomed to living casually.
Seeing Chao Gui's reaction like this, Song Zhi felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart.
She was also so willful and reckless back then, relying on the protection of her father and the king, and relying on her own temperament.
To this day, Song Zhi still doesn't understand why his father drove him out overnight, and there is some hatred in his heart.
Looking at Chao Gui in front of her, she was very worried that Chao Gui would follow in her footsteps.
Before Song Zhi could open his mouth to persuade him, Chao Gui ran out.
Fearing that this little girl would do something stupid again, Song Zhi hurriedly followed behind her.
The young man's physical strength was good, and by the time Song Zhi caught up with Chao Zhu out of breath, she was already kneeling in the middle of the Heavenly Temple.
"Brother Huang, if you want to rely on women to embellish your country, won't you have the trust of Emperor Amma?" Chao Gui was angry, panicked, and didn't care if he would anger the Son of Heaven who had just ascended the throne.
Zhao Yichen was dressed in bright yellow clothes, his eyelids were lightly raised, and he was still playing with the national seal in his hand.
He sat upright on the dragon chair, listening to his favorite sister insulting him in public, and couldn't help but tighten his hand playing with the national seal.
"Chao Zhu, since you enjoy the status of a princess, you have to take on the responsibility of a princess." Zhao Yichen's voice was low, but it was mixed with a little majesty.
"What is the responsibility of a princess? Is it safe to exchange yourself as an employee? Chao Gui didn't wait for Zhao Yichen to signal, and stood up on his own.
"Chao Rose! You're getting more and more presumptuous! "There are many doubts about Zhao Yichen's succession in the court, and the situation in the court is unstable, Zhao Yichen can't care about Chao Gui's feelings.
The two are worthy of being brothers and sisters, except for their faces, even their tempers are the same.
The huge palace was extremely quiet because of the confrontation between the two, and even the sound of each other's breathing could be heard clearly.
"Born into a family like ours, we are destined to suffer ten million times more than others. It's not just you, it's me. "After all, she is her favorite sister, and Zhao Yichen will not send Chao Gui out until the point of last resort.
"Brother Huang..... Is it Sister Lis? Chao Gui's mouth was faster than his brain, and as soon as the words fell, he realized that he had said the wrong thing again.
Zhao Yichen didn't care, and nodded slightly.
Seeing that Chao Gui left the Heavenly Temple, Zhao Yichen called Zhang Nei from the worship room.
"Adjust the family background of the Su servant and leave it for me." He was depressing, like the devil of Shura's hell, and the cold and solemn in his eyes seemed to be about to devour the people around him.
After carefully checking the files of Su Neizhi, Zhao Yichen ordered Zhang Neizhi to retreat, and ordered Xu Xingzhi, the chief constitution of the Inspectorate.
Xu Xing had just been transferred from the local government not long ago, and when he was a magistrate, he was honest and honest, and he had no contact with the ministers of the DPRK and China.
"Xu Qing is still used to it when he first took office?" Faced with the two shackles of Tyuming and Helan Kangnian, Zhao Yichen urgently needed to cultivate his own pure ministers.
"Back to Your Majesty, the minister has started the affairs as soon as possible, and everything is now proceeding in an orderly manner." Although Xu Xingzhi has become the general constitution, only the official robe is newly made, and the rest of the clothes can be worn to varying degrees.
"Alright, I want you to investigate someone."
Chao Gui has been passive and silent for a few days since he met Zhao Yichen in person.
"When is the date of the wedding?" A glass of hot wine is in his stomach, and he slowly speaks to the rose.
After this incident, Chao Hui suddenly grew overnight, and the liveliness of the previous days no longer existed.
"It's scheduled for the second day of next month." Song Zhi felt sorry for the girl in front of him, but which princess could escape this?
"I want to see him again."
Song Zhi accompanied Chao Gui to the palace street, and saw that the attendants who came and went were all wearing gray linen clothes, their heads could not be lowered, their steps were hurried, and their bodies were rickety.
When you enter this place, you must forget everything you get outside the palace, your relatives, your lover, and even yourself.
A quick glance at the side of the boat that year has made Chao Gui unforgettable.
used to be a high-spirited young man, but now he has suffered all the vicissitudes of life, and his heroic spirit is no longer there, only bowing his head is left.
used to blurt out poems and songs, but now a sentence has to be lived thousands of times in your mind to protect yourself.