After the arrangement was completed, Zhao Fujin took Qiong Zhi and Qiong Yu out of the palace gate under Qiong Ye's inexplicable gaze.

It was cold, Zhao Fujin stopped the soft sedan chair brought by the palace people, and took the lead in the direction of the Yiqing Palace.

The snow was already two or three inches high, and four or five palace people were clearing the road in front.

Zhao Fujin led two palace maids and eight chamberlains, walking leisurely on the palace road, looking from a distance, it seemed to be wandering around the imperial garden.

It's cold, and in the whole palace, except for their group, there are only snowflakes fluttering, and the branches are full of snow, and all of them are like white ice sculptures of different shapes on display.

Since Qiong Zhi left the Ninghe Palace, he began to look around, and only Qiong Yu helped Zhao Fujin to step on the snow and walk forward.

Finally, when passing through the Yiqing Palace, Qiong Zhi's gaze had a place to be realized, and a small chamberlain was looking out along the pillars of the Yiqing Palace.

When Qiong Zhi saw her, she immediately looked away, and finally stopped looking around.

Behind her, there was a burly chamberlain who quietly broke away from the group and followed the little chamberlain away, unnoticed.

After walking out of the door of the Qingqing Palace, and walking for another half an hour, the palace gate of Yaohua Palace finally appeared in front of Zhao Fujin and others.

Outside the door, there was a woman wearing a navy blue wool cloak, with her back to them, and she was directing the palace people in front of the door to clean carefully.

It wasn't until Zhao Fujin arrived that the woman seemed to be aware, and when she turned her head, a small white face appeared in Zhao Fujin's eyes.

With a palm-sized face, curved and thin eyebrows, and long eyes of the same style, a small nose and a small mouth, at a glance, I thought it was a picture of a lady who came out of the painting.

The little mouth turned up slightly, and a crisp and pleasant voice immediately sounded: "Is this the Emperor of Mingde?" Alas, the courtier Meng Jiangying sees the emperor! ”

Meng Jiangying?

Zhao Fujin also smiled back: "Lady Meng is quickly exempt, I have heard of the name of the lady a long time ago, and I don't want to meet at this time." ”

I've heard a few words about this for a long time, and it's very mysterious.

The smile on Meng Jiangying's lips deepened, she stood up straight, stepped forward to support Zhao Fujin, and said eagerly: "The courtiers are too, in the past, when Brother Cai chatted with the eldest lady, he once mentioned the emperor, saying that the emperor's appearance is better than that of the heavenly people, and it is worthy of being the Purple Void True Monarch!" ”

It's really hard to say who the Purple Void True Monarch is at this time, after all, the Liu family is now embedded in the painting, and it is difficult to move an inch.

"Meng Niangzi's little mouth is very good at speaking, which makes people listen to the comfort in their hearts." Zhao Fujin held her hand, very friendly: "Go, I haven't seen Meng Niangniang for many years, it's snowing today, and I just happened to talk to Niangniang for a long time." ”

The two of them shook hands, and when they looked at it from their backs, it seemed to be a pair of intimate handkerchiefs.

But the people behind him, no one thinks so.

Qiong Zhi was a little depressed, this Meng Jiangying is really stupid, when did she mention Cai Ying in front of the emperor, and she was jealous.

Qiong Yu calmly turned her head and gave a look, and the dozen or so attendants behind them quietly disappeared.

Yaohua Palace is very small, and most of the place is used to worship Daojun, so there are guests to visit, and only the side hall can accommodate guests to sit.

Meng Ruyi was dressed in an earthy yellow robe, in his forties, with black hair and only a hosta fixed, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, compassion for all beings, and the appearance of a Taoist master, and the original ordinary facial features were shining.

She leaned against the fire, a book in her hand and reading it by the fire.

Meng Jiangying didn't report until she entered the side hall: "Big lady, look, who's coming!" ”

Zhao Fujin stood in the dark corner of the palace gate, his eyebrows were half-bright and half-dark, Meng Ruyi looked at the past, as if he had seen the old man.

Her eyebrows tightened, and she was stunned for a moment before she stood up and pulled out a smile: "Look at me, in this trance, I actually think that Qingyan is back, and it is really ...... that your mother and daughter are born so similar."

Halfway through speaking, I was choked up and couldn't continue.

It's like the relationship between the two, it's really good.

"Meng Niangniang, it was also my fault, before my mother died, she repeatedly told me that I had more contacts with my mother, but I forgot about it." Zhao Fujin stepped into the hall with his feet raised.

Meng Shi stepped forward and was about to talk to her, but when he saw the things she was carrying around her neck after taking off her cloak, he was speechless in an instant.

Zhao Fujin didn't seem to notice that she was wrong, and was still looking around: "Niangniang's house is really shabby, but there is only this one stove, and it is cold to the bones as soon as she comes in." ”

As he spoke, he took the cloak from Qiongyu's hand again: "I'd better put it on, it's no different here than outside, it's cold when you take off your cloak." ”

Meng Ruyi watched the pendant disappear into the cloak again, then turned his eyes and saw Qiong Zhi following behind at a glance.

"I heard that His Highness has donated a lot of good books to the official family?" She didn't seem to hear Zhao Fujin's complaints, stretched out her hand that had just been roasted from the stove, pulled Zhao Fujin to sit on the small bamboo couch next to the stove, and asked softly.

"Well, speaking of which, I think it's weird!" Zhao Fujin pretended to be innocent and widened his eyes: "Since I woke up after drinking too much that night, somehow, I can get a lot of things as soon as I reach out, and it is really weird...... Niangniang has served the Taoist all the year round, but will she know the doorway? ”

"This ......" Meng Ruyi only felt that her heart hurt, she watched Meng Jiangying put charcoal in the stove, and slowed down for a moment before she was able to speak: "Could it be your mother's blessing Purple Void Immortal Jun?" ”

"I thought so too!" Zhao Fujin saw that she had lost her sanctimonious appearance, and spoke more briskly: "Back then, when my mother just went, my father invited Lin Lingsu to summon the soul, and said that my mother was in the immortal class, and it was normal for her to take care of me." ”

Meng Ruyi pulled her mouth, and took advantage of Zhao Fujin's surprise to give Meng Jiangying a look, Meng Jiangying sat down opposite them, and asked curiously: "Emperor, I seem to have seen you wearing a gold pendant under your cloak just now, shining, not like commonly used gold jewelry?" ”

"Oh, you said this pendant?" Zhao Fujin stretched out his hand to take out the pendant from the cloak, and under the light of the fire, half of his face seemed to be shining against the pendant: "It's strange to say, after that night, this pendant appeared in my neck for no reason, and I often wear it when I see it." ”

Meng Ruyi got closer, her face immediately changed, her hand was in her sleeve, and she clenched it into a fist.

"Hey, it's in the shape of a lotus bud? It's really beautiful, no wonder the emperor can wear it often. Meng Jiangying smiled: "Is it possible for me to touch it?" ”

"That's not going to happen!" Zhao Fujin stuffed the pendant into the cloak, as if she still didn't feel safe, she thought about it, and stuffed it into her close-fitting clothes: "This is the same as those uncommon objects, it must be my mother's thoughts left to me, but outsiders can't be desecrated." ”

Desecrate?

Meng Jiangying's hand froze in midair.

Meng Ruyi's face turned completely blue.