Others don't know, doesn't she know?

Du Dao spit out the truth after drinking, she doesn't have these things in her heart, how can she ask for these when she is drunk.

"Your Highness laughed."

After convincing himself in his heart, he completely ignored his slightly cold eyebrows.

He lifted her up suddenly, and she caught her off guard, inadvertently tightening his neck again. He hugged him a little high, and she simply pillowed on his shoulder.

Ning Xun let out a "hmm" and said lightly: "Lie to you." It is not in line with the ceremony. ”

Title Chi realized that his reaction was not quite right, and made up a sentence: "Rank Chi is devoted to His Highness, but he also knows his identity, how dare he be delusional." It is a fluke to be able to accompany His Highness like this. ”

He seemed to laugh, "It's just two sentences back and forth, how many times have I said it, and I haven't gotten tired of it." ”

"As long as Your Highness is not tired of hearing it, you can say it a thousand times."

Xu is pillow was in the right position, and she could faintly hear his heartbeat.

Unlike his indifferent tone, his chest and heart beat violently, and one beat harder.

Knowing that she didn't say anything, she felt a lot more relieved, quietly leaned on the side of his neck, and as his steps fluctuated slightly, she suddenly remembered something and asked him: "Your Highness said that it was eight years ago, and Cicada Yi was six years old at that time, so Her Highness said that she couldn't remember anything." That ......"

"You want to ask her why she burned paper today? She was burned to her eldest sister. ”

Zhichi raised his head and listened to him explain slowly: "Her eldest sister is a maid in the harem of the mother, and she is loyal to the queen mother. ”

Zhichi nodded-no wonder, Cicada Yi's status in the East Palace seems to be much higher than that of ordinary palace maids, and she is not as cautious as others. How many palace people are in the East Palace, Ning Xun not only remembers her name, but also asks a few words from time to time.

"Eight years ago today," he paused, Fang continued: "After nightfall, the queen mother is not very good, when she is a little sober, she can still say a few words with Gu, and when she is unconscious, she can't wake up, she just blindly weeps." ”

"Go alone to ask your father and the emperor, and come to see the queen mother for the last time."

Because she said she didn't hate.

"It rained much heavier that night than tonight. Lone knelt outside the main hall and asked, and the two big palace maids in the harem couldn't rest assured and went with Lone. ”

"The queen mother doesn't have much time to wait, and when she sees that she can't invite her father, she has to break through alone. But in those days, Lone Gang privately transferred the forbidden army to relieve the mother's grounding, the father was furious, and the queen mother finally begged for forgiveness. ”

"So someone went for Lonely, but he couldn't break in, and died under the guard's sword."

Death was exchanged for a commotion, in a vain attempt to attract the attention of the man in the temple.

- He won't fail to recognize the big palace maid in the queen's palace, she died in front of the Qianzheng Hall with such a tragic death, at least he can tell him that the mother is really bad.

But even so, his good father, the emperor, did not step out of the main hall in one step.

Not long after, the news of the queen's death came.

"That palace maid is the eldest sister of the cicada."

As if someone had grabbed his heart, he took a soft breath.

When he told her stories in the gazebo, his tone was calm and rough, and he was completely from the perspective of a bystander, omitting the coldness and blood of those who really existed, so as not to be too sad.

It was only at this moment that she realized that behind every word he seemed to speak to her calmly was the long sorrow he had really experienced. There have been countless autumn rains in the past eight years, and he can't avoid any of them.

Rank Pool whispered, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked. ”

He had chewed on the pain countless times, and if she hadn't asked, he would have at least one less pain.

"You can ask, and Lone is happier. It's been too long since anyone has said these words, and Lone still thinks that he has forgotten them. ”

The traces of the queen mother in the palace were wiped clean, and he laughed, "If you forget even Lonely, no one will remember it in this world." ”

After a while, he reached out to wipe his brows, and his voice was soft but firm: "I remember for Your Highness." ”

In the impression of the pond, the saint has to toss Ning Xun several times in late autumn every year.

So she was the busiest every year in her previous life at this time, on the one hand, Shen Che was constantly moving, she always had a task on her side, and on the other hand, she needed to express Ning Xun's emotions in time.

These days have been a little unusual.

Shen Che only sent her two messages, which was insignificant, and there was no letter. So much so that she has the leisure to eat in the small kitchen.

I haven't been in the kitchen for a long time, she chose the most conservative plum blossom crisp - she has done it perfectly in her previous life, although it is only passable in appearance, but it is better to save trouble, and half an hour is enough.

But this time, she went into the kitchenette early in the morning, and never came out to breathe after lunch.

Cicada Yi watched her start with noodles, did it herself, and tried three pots.

She had become accustomed to the fact that when her own girl went to bring food to His Highness, she would take it with her from the small kitchen and leave, and at first glance she could not help but be flattered to see that she was really doing it herself—but when she tasted the third pot, she was numb.

Obviously, it looks decent, but how can it be eaten......

Ai Ai during the cicada period: "Girl, the slave maid sees that there is an osmanthus cake that has just come out of the pot, it is better to take this with you, Your Royal Highness will understand the girl's intentions." ”

The pool was deflated, picked and chosen, and still chose two of the best-looking plum blossom cakes.

He won't eat it anyway. How do you know it's unpalatable if you don't eat it?

When Ji Chi went to the study with the food box, it happened that Ning Xun was discussing inside.

She waited outside, and several people inside were arguing, and the movement of the speech was not small, and she listened to a few words intentionally or unintentionally.

After all, it was in the East Palace, and their words were vague, Rao was so, and she understood it.

The sage wanted to eliminate corruption in the Qing Dynasty and handed over the matter to Ning Xun.

Their words reminded her of the gift slip she had put in her study two months earlier.

The investigation of corruption cases is no different from the previous life, but it was not Ning Xun who was responsible in the previous life - almost immediately she realized that it was Shen Che who let Ning Xun preside over the matter.

Let Ning Xun investigate, if he disposes of it lightly, when he is exposed, no matter what he does, he will not be able to wash himself. Since it is a raccoon dog, if anyone makes any mistakes in it, the saint will calculate this account on Ning Xun's head.

And if he deals with it heavily, he will inevitably make enemies, and those people will definitely drag him into the water when they seize this opportunity, which is also a dilemma.

In order to avoid suspicion, the pond retreated a little further and waited at the corner of the eaves corridor.

After a while, several adults in official robes walked out of the study.

Xu was arguing in the middle and the result was not satisfactory, and when they came out, they were still talking in a bunch.

"In the days when the queen mother just passed away, the prince did things vigorously and resolutely, and he could do such a big errand as big as the Tuntian of the Qingfo Temple, but now why is he cowering......"

The other shook his head and lowered his voice: "It's to be expected." The prince made countless enemies during that year, and how many guns and arrows were open, and finally ended up being forced to go to the border. In the past few years, the border has been enough for the second prince to plump his wings. Once he was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, the prince has been cautious since he came back, and he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse. ”

They walked over, and the pond hid behind the corner, just enough to listen to it completely.

Inside the study.

Huaihe took a step forward: "Back to Your Highness, Miss Song stayed outside the study for a while, and she must have heard some of it." ”

Ning Xun picked up the pen to close the momentum, folded the rice paper that practiced calligraphy and meditation, and threw it to Huaihe, "um".

It's good to hear you.

He also wanted to see how she would choose this time.

Huaihe offered a wet soft handkerchief, Ning Xun took it, and when she was wiping her hands, she saw her walking in lightly.

She didn't hide it, and said: "Your Highness is so busy today, I have been waiting outside for two quarters of an hour, if the tea is cold, don't blame me." ”

The author has something to say:

Rank: What did I say too much when I got drunk?

Ning Xun: You said that you want to be born in the same morning and twilight, and in a hundred years, they will be in the same grave.

Rank: That's probably not what I said.

Ning Xun: ?

Title: Where did it come from for a hundred years, and it will be ...... in three years?

Ning Xun: ??

In addition, there is a plum blossom crisp appearance! (Applause)

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Chapter 49

◎ "It's what you're going to stay." ”◎

He threw the handkerchief back to the copper basin, raised his eyes and said lightly: "It's cold, what are you waiting to do outside, and the next time you send someone to say something, I'll go to see you when I'm done." ”

He caught a glimpse of the pile of paper where he practiced calligraphy, and the handwriting was painted with iron and silver hooks, and the force penetrated the back of the paper.

She couldn't help but raise an eyebrow—he had taught her to write for so long that she could even tell his thoughts in his handwriting.

He had a frustration in his heart, as if he was waiting for an outcome that he was not sure about.

Because you want to investigate corruption cases?

Shouldn't. He was not impatient and never aggressive, especially in politics.

So what is he waiting for?

The pond stepped forward and opened the food box: "I am an idler, how can there be a reason for a busy person to find an idler?" ”

As soon as she laid out the plate, his hand was on the back of her hand.

She had been waiting outside for a long time, her hands and feet were cold, and the temperature of his palms was almost hot, and she was almost burned when she covered it, and her heart trembled.

He shook it a little harder, and he thought he was going to drag himself over and hug him, his body tingling slightly, and he was already habitually longing for the heat on him.

The next moment, he let go of his hand: "Huaihe." ”

Huaihe stepped forward and presented the hand stove that had been prepared long ago to the pool.

She took it, the temperature of the hand stove was just right, and a little warmth spread from the palm of her hand, but it was a little bit worse.

She shook her head, she stood in the bleak autumn wind for two quarters of an hour, and it was only when she was cold that she felt that the stove was not warm enough. When the body can't be warmed, I feel that my heart is sluggish.

Besides, she and Ning Xun have been so "polite and courteous" for a while - since the time in Tangchi, there has been no too intimate behavior between the two.

On the night of September 19, he carried her all the way back from the gazebo, which was already the most intimate contact between them in this time.