After returning to the palace, the hero suddenly disappeared.
We used to stick together almost every day, but now it's better and we don't see each other for several days.
"My dear, drinking is harmful to your health, so drink less."
"Well..." Zheng Xiyao shook her head, her hands shaking so much that she could hardly hold the wine glass, and stared at the person who came in confusion: "It's you, heroine."
Warmth supported Zheng Xiyao who was unsteady: "My queen still remembers the daughter of the people."
"Remember, of course I remember. You are the heroine."
"..."
"My dear, why are you drinking alone here?"
"Well, why alone..." Zheng Xiyao shook her warm hand away, picked up the wine glass and drank directly to her mouth. The wine flowed down the corner of her mouth and soaked her clothes, but she didn't even notice it. Still drinking heavily there!
Half a bottle of wine, not a drop left.
She casually left the wine bottle on the table: "It's not that big liar, the male protagonist Liu Siyan, who tricked me into returning to the palace and ignored me. He left me alone, well, alone..."
As he spoke, he picked up another bottle of wine. She pressed Zheng Xiyao's hand tenderly: "He is the emperor after all, and it is understandable that he is busy with state affairs. Moreover, the Yong State has recently visited, which involves the diplomatic relations between the two countries. Your Majesty should understand."
"Yongguo?"
"This time the Yong Kingdom sent the prince Yuwen Jimu." Wenqing specially emphasized the name of 'Yuwen Jimu'.
"...It's him."
"Your Majesty, don't you know?"
Zheng Xiyao narrowed her eyes slightly, and a flash of clarity flashed in her eyes.
"Yuwen Jimu, are you coming? Are you kidding me? Is he here to die?" Zheng Xiyao laughed and took another sip of wine.
"Prince Yuwen recommended himself for this mission. It is said that he is for a woman." Wen Qing spoke softly, staring at Zheng Xiyao with burning eyes.
"Is it."
"You don't care?" Wen Qing frowned at the woman's indifferent appearance.
"What does it have to do with me? It's because of me."
"You and he have a very good relationship. It is almost known to everyone. How can you say there is no relationship." Wenqing said word by word.
"Ha." Zheng Xiyao sneered upon hearing this.
She held the wine bottle in her left hand, rested her head on her right hand, and bent her head casually: "So what if everyone knows about it. Everyone knows about the hatred between Your Majesty and I, and now I will be her queen."
Hearing this warmly, his face looked extremely ugly.
The strange thing is that it's not jealousy or disgust.
But sadness and sadness.
Zheng Xiyao was curious and asked drunkenly: "You came to see me because you wanted to see the emperor. Didn't you expect that His Majesty was not with me?"
At this time, Wenqing suddenly knelt down, kowtowed to her and begged: "Please save Yuwen Jimu, the queen. Wenqing is willing to agree to any request of the queen, as long as she can save him."
Zheng Xiyao was stunned by this warm operation:
What's happening here?
She almost threw the wine bottle in her hand.
Zheng Xiyao observed carefully and found that the heroine herself was soft on the outside but strong on the inside. She remembered that the system said that according to the normal world line, the heroine would never admit her mistakes even if she quarreled with the emperor. Because of this temper, she was even thrown into the cold palace.
So, she is...
"What's up with him?"
"The emperor sent someone to detain Prince Yuwen and imprison him. No one is allowed to approach him." Wenqing said urgently: "He has leg problems. If no one takes care of him, something will happen."
Zheng Xiyao looked at Wenqing thoughtfully and looked at the table twice: "What is your relationship with him?"
He bowed his head tenderly and remained silent.
A light yellow dress flows elegantly in the breeze. Under the sun, the woman's cold profile turned out to be soft and meaningful.
for a long time.
Warmth: "He saved me, the girl just wanted to repay him," she lowered her head, making her expression unclear.
"Really?" Zheng Xiyao obviously didn't believe it, but she didn't care.
"Do you want me to beg Your Majesty?"
"Please remember the friendship you had with him back then and save him."
"Okay, but I also have a request." Zheng Xiyao mysteriously leaned down in front of the woman and said with a strange and charming smile:
"You can enter the palace."
