Jiang Ning walked out of the house, and Lin Zheng instantly appeared in the imperial study.

On weekdays, he used to stay not far from Mu Jingzhao, and as soon as there was any trouble, he would immediately appear to escort him.

Only Jiang Ning, it was Mu Jingzhao who specially ordered him not to appear, so the two of them quarreled in the house, and Lin Zheng never appeared, and only entered the house when Jiang Ning left him.

In the imperial study, the bloody gas became more and more intense and pungent in the heating of the fire, and Mu Jingzhao stood quietly, his head hanging down, not knowing what he was thinking.

The blood that continued to spill from his chest melted into his black shirt, leaving no trace, and if it weren't for a blood-stained dagger at his feet, it would have been difficult for others to notice that he was injured.

Seeing this, Lin Zheng was relieved, and he frowned slightly, "The minister will go to the imperial doctor now." ”

Mu Jingzhao waved his hand at Lin Zheng as if he had just woken up from a dream, and sat down on the wooden chair behind him, his eyes full of confusion.

Lin Zheng's footsteps when he went out stopped, and he neither advanced nor retreated for a while.

"She can actually do this for a little palace maid?" Every word Mu Jingzhao spit out looked extremely difficult, as if he was trying to endure some heart-wrenching pain.

"That's not an ordinary palace maid, it's Concubine Ning's sister's family." For the first time, Lin Zheng said a few more words.

Mu Jingzhao raised his eyes to look at him, and the confusion and confusion in his eyes did not decrease but increased.

"What is the deep friendship between the master and the slave?"

He looked at Lin Zhengzhong in front of him in a daze, and there was no restraint in his words.

Until he seemed to have a sudden moment, realizing that the "minion" in front of him was also a "minion" who had grown up with him since childhood, the expression on his face froze for a moment, but he didn't say anything more.

Lin Zheng obviously didn't care about the disdain and ridicule in Mu Jingzhao's words, he and Mu Jingzhao met when they were young and grew up together, he knew better than anyone what kind of person Mu Jingzhao was.

"That's all Concubine Ning's mother."

Lin Zheng still said lightly, his tone was not the slightest wave, but there was a flash of emotion in his eyes that were as calm as a deep pool.

"What about me? What am I? Mu Jingzhao asked rhetorically, his eyes unconsciously swept over a leather string worn around Lin Zheng's neck, and he inexplicably thought that the string was connected to the bone whistle that Lin Zheng often used to send signals.

The bone whistle was a relic left by Lin Zheng's parents, which was originally a love object given to his mother by his father back then, and there were only two in the world.

And now, one of the pair of bone whistles is in Lin Zheng's hands, and the other is given to Jiang Ning.

He was immediately furious, raised his foot and kicked towards the wooden chair in front of him, "I don't know what is dead or alive! I have given you a great gift to keep you by my side, but you are ungrateful to do such a thing to me. ”

Lin Zheng quietly looked at the burning furnace in front of him, and understood in his heart that he was scolding Jiang Ning on the surface, but he was actually scolding himself, scolding Shen Tong, scolding Liu Jinfu, and scolding all the people around him who had received the so-called "favor" but did not firmly stand by him.

He didn't speak, just watched quietly.

And Mu Jingzhao was angry, but his acquaintance was completely ignited with this fire.

He casually picked up a chair beside him and threw it into the fire, which became a little more intense.

The insults in his mouth became more and more intense.

"It's me, I took you in, and gave you fame and wealth that ordinary people can't achieve in their lifetime, what are you not satisfied with? I treat you wholeheartedly, why do you want to betray me? Why! ”

Mu Jingzhao's angry vent gradually turned into a roar of pain.

The wooden chair in the fire turned to ashes after a moment, and he turned his head and began to smash the table, the teacup, the pen and ink, and everything that his hands could touch.

The wound on his chest was torn open by the intense movement, and the blood stained all the clothes on his chest, dripping down the corners of his clothes and falling to the ground, dripping into a large patch.

And he was unconscious, and without the slightest pause, he smashed everything he could smash in front of him.

From beginning to end, Lin Zheng watched quietly and didn't say a word.

Until the end, Mu Jingzhao was tired, and he sat on the ground with a depressed expression, leaving only endless depression in his expression.

He held his head in his hands, and his voice grew deeper and weaker.

"Why did you leave me? Why don't you want to believe me? ”

Until Jiang Ning was taken back to the Frost Palace by Liu Jinfu, the whole person was in an extremely trance state, she was slow to move, and even speaking seemed to be extremely difficult.

In order to take care of her, Liu Jinfu simply packed all her things back to the Frost Flower Palace, and let her live in the Frost Flower Palace with peace of mind.

Jiang Ning's daily life in the Shuanghua Palace became a day, sitting at the gate of the hall day after day, looking at a small piece of courtyard outside the hall in a daze, watching the ice and snow fall and melt.

Only when she sees Xueqiu's and Liu Jinfu can she regain the little vitality she once had.

Miraculously, in these days when she was getting depressed, Liu Jinfu became surprisingly active.

Whenever Jiang Ning sat alone under the eaves, she always stayed by her side, chattering about some recent events in the palace.

What Lu Feng has been depressed since the death of Zheliu, and he has been depressed day by day, and the position of deputy commander of the Praetorian Guard has been replaced by Liu Bing.

Mu Jingzhao fell seriously ill and held a beautiful funeral for Zheliu.

Shen Qingrong recruited a group of soldiers from outside the palace to guard the harem on the grounds of safe pregnancy.

Messages like that.

Or he was practicing martial arts and archery alone in the courtyard to show his heroic posture to Jiang Ning.

Even if Jiang Ning didn't look into it at all.

Sometimes Jiang Ning feels like he has become Liu Jinfu, or rather, the people here will eventually become Liu Jinfu.

Winter turned to spring, Shen Qingrong's belly grew bigger day by day, and Mu Jingzhao became more cautious and cautious about her, for fear that something would accidentally go wrong and hurt her dragon fetus.

In the court, Shen Tong's power has far surpassed Jiang Qingyuan and Liu Yue, although his official rank is still below the other two, but Mu Jingzhao's connivance with him in every way makes everyone in the court seem to understand who is the head of the hundred officials.

With Mu Jingzhao's connivance, Shen Tong's style of acting became more and more unscrupulous, and he only gave an order to rebuild the mansion in Kyoto some time ago, and he was thinking about wanting to rebuild a garden for the Shen family to enjoy.

And his garden, the site was chosen near the Imperial Summer Resort outside Kyoto, its scale is larger and the decoration is more luxurious, not to mention, for this garden, Shen Tong forcibly occupied many people's farmland and residences, resulting in the people have no land to cultivate, displaced.

For a time, the people complained, and there were many displaced people in Kyoto, and riots arose.