"Your Highness, Your Highness..." Zheng Ji suddenly opened his eyes as he listened to the low voice that seemed to come from afar.
What caught his eyes was not the beautiful and ruthless face, but the wrinkles that began to creep up on the face of the chamberlain Li Xing'en.
Seeing her waking up, Li Xingen stepped forward and whispered: "Your Highness, the palace banquet will start soon. Your Highness needs to freshen up and change clothes."
Zheng Jidi looked at Li Xing'en and said "hmm", still not quite sober.
She was dreaming again, but this dream was so beautiful and wonderful that she couldn't help but immerse herself in it.
Of course she went to prison and killed Song Zan with her own hands, but that happened twenty years ago in Yongning.
Besides, Fengju was already gone at that time, so how could he come towards her in the prison passage?
That's fine, the person she loves and longs for can meet in her dream, she can see his face and hear his voice.
But, what on earth is going on? Even though she had been back for three days, she still couldn't figure it out.
The last thing she remembered was preparing to leave the imperial prison with Feng Chenwei.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, she returned to Yongning for five years.
At this time, she had just grown hair and was still living in Mingguang Palace.
The palace banquet Li Xing'en mentioned was specially arranged for her by her father, Emperor Yongning, to celebrate her leaving the palace and opening her mansion.
Zheng Ji gradually woke up and asked as he got up and out of bed: "How are you doing with your inquiries? Will Mrs. Du attend the palace banquet tonight?"
"Back to Your Highness, I have already found out that Taifu Du will not attend the palace banquet in the evening." Li Xing'en replied respectfully.
He motioned to the maids to come forward to serve him, and continued: "Your Highness, I heard that Taifu Du's youngest son returned to Jingzhao from Hedong, so he is unable to come."
The youngest son of Taifu Du...
It turns out that Fengju had returned from Hedong at this time, and when did he leave Beijing? Why was there no news about him at all later?
Zheng Ji's heart was throbbing, and he paused slightly. The words lingered on his tongue for a long time, and then he slowly asked: "Oh, really? The youngest son of Taifu Du?"
Her voice was low and hoarse, with an abnormal tremor in her tone. However, Li Xing'en thought she had just woken up and thought she was unhappy about it, so he hurriedly comforted her: "Your Highness, Mr. Du was unable to attend the banquet. , which is a good thing.”
In his opinion, it was not so honorable for Taifu Du's youngest son to return to Beijing. It was obvious that the emperor was afraid of disturbing the interest of the concubine and His Highness, so he deliberately gave this permission.
After all, everyone knows that Mrs. Du doesn't like the imperial concubine. He always has a cold face, a nose that is not a nose, and eyes that are not eyes.
As for the imperial concubine... what she couldn't stand was Taifu Du's aloof, cold and arrogant look. He always made sarcastic comments and always made Taifu Du look livid with anger.
Isn't it good that Taifu Du can't attend the banquet?
Zheng Ji was slightly puzzled, and then realized: Yes, it is still the fifth year of Yongning, and she and her mother-in-law do not like Taifu Du.
Hearing the most concerning news was like licking a lick of honey. It was addictive. She couldn't help but continue to ask: "What kind of person is Mr. Du's youngest son...?"
"Your Highness, this... I don't know much about this. I only know that Taifu Du's youngest son has left Beijing since he was a child and has not been back to Beijing for more than ten years. How about I go to inquire again?"
Li Xing'en had been working hard in the palace for so many years, and the most important thing he lacked was his sensitivity. At this time, he was more or less aware of Zheng Ji's unusual attention to Taifu Du, or to be precise, to Taifu Du's youngest son.
Zheng Ji knew that he had exposed his traces, but he couldn't help it. He wanted to know more and wanted to know in more detail.
So, she nodded: "Well, you continue to investigate and come back to me."
"……yes."
Seeing Li Xing'en's obviously confused look, Zheng Ji couldn't help but be startled: So, does she also have such a moment?
I tried my best to find out about him, trying to get a glimpse of traces of his youth, wanting to know what he did when he was young, wanting to know...
The slightest movement can touch her heart. If Chang Ding Shi Sui knew about it, would he secretly laugh at her? She is nothing like the decisive and decisive Princess Changding!
Zheng Ji couldn't help but laugh when he imagined that scene.
It wasn't until she sat in front of the bronze mirror and saw herself in the bronze mirror that her chaotic mood gradually calmed down.
This is the fifth year of Yongning, and this is still my fifteen-year-old self.
Gold-studded jade beads dangled on her temples, and the jade butterflies hanging down were fluttering, making her skin look like cream, and her lips as bright as drops. Above them, there were a pair of loving phoenix eyes, with long and flying eyebrows, and a tall and plump figure. Extremely stunning beauty.
In recent years, the Dade Dynasty has been advocating for the ancient times, and women regard elegance and thinness as their beauty, and those like Zheng Ji who are extremely bright and beautiful... Although others dare not say it, they all secretly despise the tacky and coquettish looks in their hearts, which is a disaster.
Undoubtedly, from her appearance, she thought of her mother-in-law, who was the most favored concubine in the dynasty. She secretly said that her mother-in-law was charming and seduced the Lord, causing harm to the country and the people.
It's a pity that these people have been fooling around for so long, secretly and overtly, and the mother-in-law still gets the favor. As for the national destiny of the Dade Dynasty, since the first year of Yongnian, the imperial court has been at war and the people are recuperating and recuperating, which is naturally good.
Everything is great, the mother-in-law is still alive, the Jiang family is still there, and she has not become a prisoner...
She couldn't help but reach out and touch herself in the bronze mirror, for fear that all this would be the moon in the mirror.
Seeing this, Li Xing'en waved his hand for the other maids to retreat. He picked up a shawl and put it on Zheng Ji. He said softly: "Why does Your Highness suddenly want to know about Taifu Du's youngest son?"
Why would His Highness specifically inquire about Taifu Du? In the past, His Highness didn't care about these things.
It should be said that His Highness does not care about the officials in the court, except for the Anlehou Mansion. But in the past few days, His Highness has not mentioned Prince Anle once. Instead, he asked about Taifu Du's youngest son.
In addition, there are also matters that His Highness ordered yesterday...
This is too strange. His Highness is obviously different. However, as the general manager of Mingguang Palace, he has been closely following His Highness these past few days and has not noticed anything unusual.
Zheng Ji glanced at Li Xing'en and knew that he was suspicious, but he didn't think of any explanation.
Most importantly, she couldn't say any of this.
When she woke up three days ago, she was so surprised that she hurried to Fuqing Palace for the first time. After confirming that her mother and concubine were still well, she wanted to tell what happened in her previous life so that her mother and concubine could Taking precautions also allows the Jiang family to avoid disasters in advance.
However, when she opened her mouth, nothing came out, as if her voice had been silenced.
Then she took a pen and paper and wanted to write down her past life experiences, but the pen hung on the paper and could not fall down.
She soon determined that she could not reveal anything related to her past life, no matter how.
What she knew about her previous life and what she had experienced could only be kept in her heart and could not be disclosed to anyone.
Thinking about it, God is generous enough and has given her a new life, so how can she expect more?
Besides, everything changed from the moment she came back.
All she could do was outline and prepare bit by bit, trying her best to avoid the fate of her previous life.
Thinking about the more than ten years she lived and the many ups and downs she had, she couldn't express it, but she could do it.
She didn't respond to Li Xing'en's words, and let him kneel down to adjust her clothes, gradually lost in thought.
In a trance, she saw a person standing next to her in the bronze mirror. The man stood upright. Unfortunately, the bronze mirror failed to reflect his appearance. She only heard a leisurely and calm tone: "Your Highness, I will teach you four lessons today." Words, rest on strength and nourish strength..."
When she calmed down and took a look, there was only her own young and beautiful face in the bronze mirror, and no one else.
Zheng Ji couldn't help but want to sigh. The words he taught in the previous life were still in her ears, but now he would not be by her side.
These four words made her mind clear.
Yes, she had just come back, and the most important thing she had to do was to maintain her strength. She was not in a hurry, and she must not be in a hurry.
The bloody feud in the previous life, the heinous injustices in the previous life, those things that she had not yet found out even when she was in charge of Chang Ding Shi rate, how the mother-in-law died, how the Jiang family disappeared, and how the Du family was punished, She needs to find out all of this!
If those people behind her still want to break her waist and kill her relatives like they did in her previous life, she will crush them to ashes!
Her eyes were half-squinted, and her eyes showed a fierceness that was inconsistent with her age. She could vaguely see the majesty of Chang Ding Shi Sui in her previous life.
Li Xing'en stopped and blinked in confusion, feeling like something was pressing towards him.
At this time, Xiu Yun, the eldest maid of Mingguang Palace, walked in and said respectfully: "Your Highness, there is a message from Fuqing Palace that the noble concubine is ready to leave."
Hearing this, Zheng Ji turned around and looked at Xiuyun.
Xiuyun is eight years older than her. He has watched her grow up since she was a child. In two years, she will be able to leave the palace and return to her hometown.
"I understand, please go down and prepare." Zheng Ji replied, waving his hand for Xiu Yun to retreat.
Zheng Ji looked sideways at Li Xing'en and said in a calm tone: "Have you arranged the things I told you before?"
After she woke up three days ago, she immediately went to see her mother-in-law. Secondly, she gave Li Xingen several instructions and told him to arrange some things.
Li Xing'en smelled a hint that a storm was coming, and immediately replied solemnly: "Your Highness, don't worry, everything has been arranged."
Zheng Ji nodded, thinking about what happened in his previous life, his lips pursed tightly.
If she remembered correctly, something happened at the palace banquet tonight.
