In the side hall, Shen Qingjiao and the people from Ji County were separated by a screen of 100 horses, and the people who came knelt down to ask for peace: "Please be safe for the master, and the master will be safe." The slave has been ordered to be stationed in Ji County for more than a month, and now he has come to answer his master's questions according to the instructions of the saint. ”

Probably a noble person who didn't know what position Shen Qingjiao was, this person only called Shen Qingjiao with the word 'master', but for no reason Shen Qingjiao was stunned and relieved, as if the identity of 'nobleman' and 'Jieyu' was completely away from her. There was a faint taste of Ji County in his accent, which also made Shen Qingjiao unable to hold back her red eyes, and there were thousands of words in her heart that converged into a heavy stone and grinded the tip of her heart, but at the moment, after her lips trembled, her teeth were locked, and Shen Qingjiao only asked lightly: "He, how?" ”

"Back to the master, Mr. Shen is all right." Changheng was dressed in black clothes and black pants, from Ji County, he and his eight people were ordered to go to Ji County, stationed for more than a month, except for the first beginning of the unknown so to protect a teaching gentleman, follow-up, the saint asked him to write all the recent situation of this teaching gentleman into a letter sent to Kyoto, Changheng did not understand what was outstanding about the teaching gentleman, until today, he was ordered to hurry into the palace with a second letter, to see a nobleman.

Changheng tried his best to make the news of Shen Qingyan's banquet clear: "Mr. Shen's injury is an old injury, because the treatment is not timely, so it always hurts when it rains or cold weather for a long time, but the master can rest assured, Dr. Pei's hand is rejuvenated, and Mr. Shen's leg is much better than before...... As for Mr. Shen's situation in the college, he is very much loved by the students and the villagers, and the villagers often send melons, fruits and vegetables to Mr. Shen, and Mr. Shen's current books are enough to support his life......"

The words on the letter vaguely turned into a figure, and he appeared in front of Shen Qingjiao like this, his shallow and bright smile was like the warm spring sun, piercing the ice, giving her the only trace of comfort in the deep palace. 𝓜.𝓥𝙤𝔻𝕋𝓦.𝘾𝙊𝓜

Shen Qingjiao listened quietly, letting tears cross her delicate face, she hadn't cried for a long, long time, since becoming a palace maid, Shen Qingjiao understood that wanting to see her family was comparable to the difficulty of ascending to the sky, so she endured, she waited, but despair often came faster than hope, just like someone effortlessly brushed away her hand that wanted to grab her shore in the ups and downs.

Whether the Queen Mother threatens her, or becomes a concubine, Shen Qingjiao accepts her fate but does not give up, everyone in the imperial city is in danger, and she is alone, even if she is dressed in fine clothes, jade food, and gorgeous clothes, she is just a dead thing, and she can't warm a heart. No one could understand the crumbling corner of her heart, which was dripping with blood day and night as if it had been cut with a knife and an axe, and the pain to the bone could make her lose her breath and her life.

Shen Qingjiao couldn't care about Xiao Qizheng sitting in the main hall, her crystal tears were a sad heart for her father and mother who couldn't fulfill their filial piety after falling off the cliff, and it was also a reproach for resenting herself for not being able to take care of her younger brother, Shen Qingjiao would ask herself in the dead of night, if she hadn't entered the palace at the beginning, would she be free from the pain of family affection today? But time cannot be reincarnated, just as the decision made in the first place cannot be reversed.

Shen Qingjiao suddenly bit her lip fiercely, the tingling pain on the delicate lip flap gradually pressed the sourness under her eyes, she was anxious to force herself to calm down, so that she could hear more and comfort herself more.

Chang Heng knelt on the ground, his brows furrowed tightly, he wanted to spy on who was behind the screen, but he firmly remembered the words of Chen Gongbus: "The master will pick and choose what to answer, and don't know how to report good news and not bad news." You should understand what the Holy One means. ”

Changheng is helpless, Gonggong Chen's speech is still so ambiguous, he likes to make people figure out what it means, Changheng wants to look up to the sky and howl in his heart, he doesn't understand, what can he understand!

This noble man too, asked a sentence from beginning to end, only Changheng was the only one in the hall who chattered for a long time, he knelt helplessly, and heard a nasal voice again after a while: "Thank you for saying so much, I have nothing to do here." Go to the main hall. ”

"The main hall?" Changheng raised his eyes, remembered what Chen Fu had explained, and said briskly: "Since the master has finished asking everything he wants to ask, then the slave will leave the palace and return to Ji County. ”

Chang Heng saluted and got up, left the side hall without looking back, and went to find Chen Fu to recover his life.

Shen Qingjiao was stunned for a moment, and her heart suddenly tightened, this is not in line with the rules at all, Xiao Qi can let her see the people outside the palace alone It is already a bad body, how can she not know the conversation between her and this person, Shen Qingjiao's expression was at a loss, she pinched the silk handkerchief in her hand, and she didn't know where she should go for a while.

Xiao Qi's trust in her is like giving a drowning person a piece of driftwood, although it can't get people out of trouble, but it can make people feel a little at ease, Shen Qingjiao turned her head, the sunlight under the corridor became more and more intense, the wind outside the window carried the ambergris fragrance at the main hall separated by a wall, so she couldn't help but loosen her shoulders, the chirping of birds between the branches made Midsummer a little more cheerful, Shen Qingjiao slowly nested into the Nanmu chair, and enjoyed the moment of tranquility alone.

Chen Fu was guarding outside the side hall, and as soon as Chang Heng came out, he saw that he was so hot that he was sweating, Chang Heng snorted and smiled: "Yo, Gonggong Chen, is he old, he can't stand the sun like this?" Look at the minion, this body, this... Oops, the minion is wrong, wrong, don't slap your face! ”

Chang Heng leaned his neck and showed his hard flesh at Chen Fu, and in the next moment, he was taken away from the corridor by Chen Fu's ears, grinning his teeth and hating his ears, he snatched his ears back from Chen Fu's hands and inhaled in pain.

Chen Fu didn't bother to come, glanced at the side hall and said, "Everything that should be said is finished, remember."