It's getting colder.
The sun was shining anxiously, but the sky was as cold and white as silver.
A bird jumped out of nowhere, jumped up to the top of the tree, flew high to the top, and screamed, as if being scratched on the edge of a knife, cutting the person's ear - Yongfu Diji's ear.
Emperor Yongfu couldn't help frowning, but she carefully looked at the saint sitting on the seat.
After Shen Nanbao and the others left, the maid just sat there, silent, and just tapped her fingers on the table.
One after another, there was a crisp, scratching sound in the dark hall.
Nanny Qin made her own decision and asked the palace servants to pour the tea again. Now it was brought to the palace. Seeing this, Emperor Yongfu took it quietly, held it with both hands, raised it to the top of her head and presented it to her, "Ma'am, drink Just saliva."
She tried to keep her gaze steady, but there was still a hint of panic in her voice.
When the saint heard this, he frowned fiercely, turned his head, and saw the twinkling light in Di Ji's eyes, and memories of the past flashed through his narrow Danfeng eyes.
The saint couldn't help but take a breath, took the lamp, gently lifted the lid, and slowly blew air on the water.
When Emperor Yongfu saw her sipping, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and finally smiled tremblingly, "Mistress, no matter what, Xiao Yichen is back..."
What responded to her was the tea cup being thrown towards her.
The cup was filled with water that had not yet been drunk. It was knocked on the forehead of Emperor Yongfu, and the water dripped down, one drop, two drops, like more dripping in the ears.
Emperor Yongfu's face turned pale, but her body fell down faster than her brain, "Mistress, I said the wrong thing!"
In the peripheral vision, there was a burst of light, and it was the maid who stood up, causing the corners of the silver dragon-patterned robe to rustle.
Gradually, it is getting closer and closer, so close and imminent. Even the smell that I smelled from my mother-in-law's body went straight into my nose.
Emperor Yongfu couldn't help but tremble, her head lowered further and further, pressing against the ground, closing her eyes, but the saint's cold voice came to her ears.
"You didn't say the wrong thing, you said too much!"
Emperor Yongfu only dared to say yes.
The respectful and obedient look made the saint's eyebrows frown more and more, "You are pretending to be nice now. Why didn't you listen to me just now when I told you to shut up?"
Emperor Yongfu choked for a moment and choked with sobs: "My dear, please calm down. I was just worried at that time. I was afraid that things would get worse and I would be able to stab my father..."
The saint sneered, "I'm not afraid, but you're afraid? Or are you afraid that because of me, the officials will no longer like you? Hmm?"
Emperor Yongfu raised her face in shock, "My lord, I didn't, I never had this idea, I just didn't think clearly. My lord, don't you ask me to find a reason to let that Miss Xiao Er stay in the palace? Why? …”
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the sage's sudden slap on the ear.
"There are so many things that you can't think of clearly. Do you want me to explain them all to you?"
Emperor Yongfu held her burning cheeks and looked at the saint indifferently, watching her poke herself with her fingers like bamboo shoots.
Her fingers are so thin, which makes her face so jagged and her eyebrows so twisted.
Strange, such a strange maid.
She has never seen her like this before. No matter how big things happen, whether she is scolded by her father or grounded, she is always as calm as a breeze.
Why is this happening today?
Why is this happening?
How is it unusual?
Emperor Yongfu was thinking deeply, and when Nanny Qin saw this, she hurriedly ran up to her, "Sage, calm down! Emperor Ji also cares about you and is afraid that you will be scolded by the officials. After all, Miss Xiao Er is an official. The family has decreed that Chen Duhu's wife should be given to her. If you slap her like this, it will inevitably make the officials think too much."
Seeing that the saint was unmoved, Nanny Qin bit her tongue and said: "As for Miss Xiao Er, she collided with the saint and she deserves to be punished, but there are more opportunities and more means to punish her. Why should the saint let her?" Where is Fengyang Palace, which has dirty your hands and the Emperor Ji?"
I don't know which of these words satisfied the saint's appetite. He slowly fell back to his seat and narrowed his eyes to look at Emperor Yongfu who was looking down.
After the fight just now, a few strands of hair were scattered, soaked with water, and stuck to her forehead and temples. The tea no longer dripped down, but it still hung on her face. It was shiny and oily, covering her entire face.
The saint sighed and said, "Get up and go wash your face. It's so embarrassing for a majestic emperor to be like this."
With these words, Aunt Hua, who had been serving the Emperor Ji for many years, hurriedly came up with a brocade handkerchief, wiped it, and helped her go down to change clothes.
Nanny Qin waved her hand again and sent out all the maids.
When there were only two people left in the hall, the saint's body, as tall as a mountain, collapsed. He leaned on the armrest and called out softly, "Mother Qin."
Nanny Qin stepped forward with her waist slumped, "Sage, please don't eat your heart."
The saint held his forehead with one hand, and a shadow covered her eyebrows, which were covered with gray marks. "Why do you think I don't want to eat my heart? Look at her like that -"
The saint paused for a moment, and his throat rolled violently, as if he was trying to suppress something.
But just for a moment, she raised her head and looked towards the boundless dome. Her golden face was emotionless and emotionless, like a statue of a god. However, what she said was not so compassionate at all.
"The official decree has also been issued. Since the matter is so irreversible, we have asked someone to kill her. Don't let her become a stumbling block."
Shen Nanbao followed Xiao Yichen out of the carriage and ran straight into the house.
Silver bone charcoal is burning in the house, and the crackling sound is like the fireworks around the lunar year, which is the kind of amiable warmth in the memory.
As soon as he entered, warmth hit his face and jumped up to the tip of his nose, making it itchy. Shen Nanbao couldn't help it and sneezed.
This made Xiao Yichen turn around and cover her face with his hands without caring.
His palms were very hot, which made her face feel colder and made his eyebrows frown even more. "It's getting cold today, and you're still wearing so few clothes. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold? You don't have a good body." It’s not good.”
He was talking about the first few times.
She always fell ill, and she would stay ill for several days at a time.
There were footsteps coming behind him. Shen Nanbao felt a little embarrassed and opened his hand in panic, "I'm in good health, but it might be the menstruation season. The weather is hot and cold, and I'm not used to it."
Before Xiao Yichen could say anything, Fengyue walked up to her, and she hurried to the armchair in front and sat down.
"Big brother, sit down."
It was a very brief sentence, but it reminded him clearly.
Xiao Yichen came over willingly and took a seat with her. Fengyue and Lukui were standing on one side. He was not on guard and said to himself: "Although I didn't go there for long and didn't get to know him thoroughly, but my father I didn't meet any Gu family in Jiangnan, so you can't be my sister, so don't call me big brother, it's weird."
After saying this, everyone was startled.
Shen Nanbao also formed a sculpture in his position. After realizing it, he frowned and said, "Why didn't I tell you and keep this matter under wraps? Why did you just say it?"
Xiao Yichen disagreed and held his sleeves leisurely, "You have to know sooner or later anyway, not because you are such a good son. What's more, you three cobblers, don't you also have to work together to support Zhuge Liang in private!"
The most important thing is that he approached her with such an identity. The two maids beside her looked like idle men looking at prostitutes, as if they were afraid that he would abduct her sister and run away.
Shen Nanbao's face slowly turned red, but it was because of what he said about 'stooge'. She pouted, "Don't come here! I still have to weigh things...and I don't want you to say it, I just want to do this." We have to discuss carefully what to do if the news leaks out and someone finds out."
Xiao Yichen raised his eyes, revealing a pair of dark eyes, "It would be better if you knew, so someone can check your life experience for us?"
Shen Nanbao looked at him strangely, "Is this the method you said?"
Xiao Yichen didn't make a sound, which was regarded as acquiescence.
When Shen Nanbao saw this, he said, "Who?" But Chen Fangyan's face flashed through his mind.
She froze for a moment, and Xiao Yichen naturally saw such an obvious movement. He lowered the corners of his raised lips and motioned Lu Kui and the others out with his eyes.
After all, Lu Kui had experienced the world for so many years. Although she was frightened, she came back to her senses in an instant. She straightened her dumbfounded Feng Yue and walked out, not forgetting to close the door when she left.
Shen Nanbao only heard a bang and she straightened her waist.
Xiao Yichen's figure jumped in front of his eyes, "Who did you think of?"
When he suddenly asked this question, Shen Nanbao immediately stuttered, "Wha, what?"
Xiao Yichen had enough patience with her. He asked, "Just now, who were you thinking of?"
Shen Nanbao pursed his lips into a tight line and did not respond directly to his request. He just said, "I was in Fengyang Palace just now and felt a little strange..."
Although Xiao Yichen has been in the south of the Yangtze River these days, his subordinates have recounted everything that happened in Gyeonggi Province one by one, as if he had a mirror in his belly, so he immediately took over her comment and said, "You are talking about a saint. .”
Shen Nanbao nodded slowly, not wanting him to notice anything was wrong, so he considered the sentence over and over in his mind, but in the end he couldn't figure out the reason.
Xiao Yichen's eyes flickered from her face, "I didn't tell you clearly. The official sent me to Jiangnan to cut off the saint's arms. Of course, I also took the opportunity to get some of the saint's arms for future punishment. . As for the saint... Naturally he couldn't sit still, and he was thinking about wooing me over the marriage between the eldest son of the Sheng family and you. As for Chen Fangyan's intervention, I also thought about it. "
He sneered, "However, no matter how much he interferes, it's useless. The main thing is you. As long as you don't respond to him, you will have nothing to do with him and can't influence the saint. As for the saint, no matter what she is, No matter what you do, you have to at least wait for me to come back. I just didn’t expect..."
He paused for a moment, then suddenly turned his head, his eyes burning, panic lighting up Shen Nanbao's pale face like the sky.
"If your calligraphy is so similar to Chen Fangyan's, calling him a saint or an official would be misunderstood by everyone."
