After waking up the next day, Wen Yin found that the two crickets who were waiting for her before were gone. The other two strange faces who replaced them seemed to be trembling when she came in to serve her.

It may be that her eyes stayed on their faces for a little long time, and they frightened and kneeling on the ground with fear.

Wen Yin thought that they were just after this, but soon she discovered that in front of her, they kneeling and hoeing is the norm.

For example, when she barefooted out of the hall, they scratched their heads, and she hoeed when she was sitting in front of the stone step in front of the hall.

She stayed outside the temple for a long time, and they had a little bit of meals, and they also hoeed.

They don't use some intimidation methods like the two crickets in front, but they have been touched on the ground. As long as she should not, they can get all the blood on the ground, and to the point where they are going to die.

Killing them, begging her to agree.

Wen Yin was sitting at the front of the window with the carved window hollow and looking outside the hall.

Look at the red walls of the deep palace, and see the ridge of the palace.

She is increasingly like the golden birds raised by the emperor. No, it is not appropriate. To be precise, she is the line puppet in his hand. Which line he moves, she must follow his wishes.

When this idea broke into her mind, she found that she was not similar to shame, anger, unwillingness, resentment and other exciting emotions. There was only a dead water.

I am tired of people, I am misgiving.

This emotion is like a vine, and she wraps her wrapped. It is still like the iron net to cover her. Once she falls into this emotion, it is difficult to get out of it.

She may be sick, she made such a sound inside.

But do she still care about these now? Don't care, she said silently.

Looking at the sunset in the courtyard through the hollow area, it turned out that when the sunset was down at this moment. But she sat from noon to sunset in front of the window, but did not feel the passage of time.

For her, time seems to be solidified.

So, what is the difference between one day and one year of life?

When the sound suddenly sounded in the bottom of her heart, she was like the maggot of the bone. The dead plate covered her internal organs and six internal organs. She died her flesh and then corroded her bones.

Once a person is in a certain emotion, it is difficult to extricate themselves, and it is easy to be dominated by this emotion.

It's like now, she just gets up like a bewilder to go towards the box cage, and she finds a silk ribbon ...

"Mother, what are you ... what are you doing?"

The trembling of fear of fear sounded at the door of the bed, and Wen Yin turned his eyes slowly, and he saw the appearance of the two crickets.

The two people looked at the person who stepped on the stool and was perseverance to hang up, and it was a big soul. The other person looked like the other person, they didn't have to think about what they wanted to do.

At this moment, Wen Yin finally sobered from the chaos. She slightly moved her eyelashes. She looked at the silk ribbon on the beam and the stool on the soles of the feet. With a moment of half a moment, she looked down from the chair calmly.

"I didn't do anything." She put back the silk ribbon as if nothing had happened, turned around and walked towards the dressing table, "You have never seen anything."

Find out some golden melon seeds, she held a little with both hands, and walked over to force them.

"Walking in the palace, all the principles that are not as good as one thing are not as good as one thing. What happened today has not happened.

Luck my trouble, and it is also the same. "

She smiled out, "If I have a recovery in the future, I will not forget you."

In the next half of the next hour, she saw that they were restlessly exchanged their eyes, and one of them was looking for an excuse for going out. Before she agreed, she rushed out.

Wen Yin didn't stop it, she knew she couldn't stop it.

Outside the Qinzheng Hall, Feng Baoyuan looked at a daughter -in -law and came over, and felt that there was a strange look at it and looked at the past. Wait for the alas to be closer, so that he could see the coming people clearly

When he looked like, he changed his anxious fire this time.

"What's wrong? But what happened to your master?"

Feng Bao asked in a hurry. If there was no urgent matter, the two crickets in Changxin Palace would not come out of the palace.

The fear was anxious on the face, and the three or two sentences poured out the just what happened.

Feng Bao's heart was stunned, and his complexion changed several times.

He looked back at the direction of Qinzheng Hall. In recent days, the Japanese and North Korea are busy. At this moment, there are no maxum ministers who are not too early.

Sentences are waiting here, and then I touched my head into the diligence hall.

"... The Ministry of Knowing the Ministry of the Ministry was rectified. There are also some church officials who are in Beijing in Beijing, who are in important positions.

Back to the original place, never hire. "

"Concerns and others.

"I have seen it, the lack of the Yizhou salt tea ceremony, the others are temporarily released."

"Yes, there is also a list of filial sons ..."

Feng Bao took two steps quietly in the voice of the temple, and quietly waited on one side.

The person sitting on the upper end of the Royal seat turned his eyes slightly to signal Feng Bao.

Feng Bao stepped forward silently, bowing his back to his ear to whisper quickly.

The courtiers were still doing things, and they were not finished yet, and suddenly I saw that the people in the Royal seat got up.

"So far today, scatter."

The people on the high platform quickly went down the hall, and the courtiers were busy at the two sides to open the road and sent the holy driving.

Zhu Jinghan stepped out of the hall with his face, and the emperor's clothes were scratched in front of the palace man who was kneeling outside the hall.

"Bring him, take the court stick." Han said, he went directly to driving.

In the dormitory of Changxin Palace, in the uneasily rubbing hands of Hou Lili, he frequently looked at the direction outside the temple. Wen Yin was sitting in front of the case holding a white porcelain tea cup, and his eyes looked at the cup.

Tea soup.

When the sound of footsteps came from the courtyard, the puppet could not help but stabilize the back, and his eyes were subconsciously dangled, and he didn't dare to look at Wen Yin's look.

The man who came outside the temple was slightly chaotic, and his face was sharp. At this moment, he was more like the frost sword. He stepped into the temple, and he nailed to the woman who was browned by tea.

Come.

Behind him, a palace man quickly opened a coral seven treasure screen, and then a palace man seemed to lift a wide cloth in. After a long time, the seven treasure screen blurred the three figures.

The two are in the form of one person.

Wen Yin raised her eyes and stared straight at the seven treasure screen.

"Remember to tell you that anger is not good for you, but you don’t listen."

The painful pain of her cheek was pinched and raised, "Today I will let you listen to it, see the blood."

He frowned with cold, sinking his mouth, and his jaw line was cold and sharp.

As soon as the words fell, there were people raised the king of the court after the screen, and the dull hit sound passed through the screen. In this palace of the floating gold carved, it hit the people's eardrum.

Sound, burst, dense and fine thorns, tone of human numb nerves.

"You can ..."

Zhu Jing's cold voice has not been exhausted, but suddenly he was pulled hard in front of him, and his body leaned forward, so he gradually clicked on the dark eyes.

He was shocked by her bold, just about to scold her, but she pushed her shoulders hard.

Without waiting for him to sink his face, he was hit hard in front of him, and then a group of fragrance rushed to him. He took a step back, and there was a rosewood table on the back of the back.

Fall on that mahogany table.

The tea cup of Table Mountain dumped and wet his emperor's clothing. The extra tea was winding down the table along the table.

Zhu Jing stared straight at the woman who reached him on the table, and forgot to the response for a while.

"Let them retreat." She said, pinching his throat with thin white fingers, "Is it good?"

He dumb: "You threatened me?"

He looked at her hard to look at it. He suddenly found that her black eyes were slightly glazed, without darkness, but instead of applying a gentle color. At this moment, the eyes of those eyes were blooming.

It seemed like a little bit from the abyss, and the burning of her eyes had some burning red. It looked a little fierce, but it was rushed by the glazed color in the black eyes. In his opinion, it was carmine.

The fingers on the throat were twisted, Zhu Jing squinted his eyes twice, and could not help but hold her waist.

"Zhu Jing, let them retreat!"

He opened his eyes, "Presumably."

Wen Yin loosened his hands, and the cold fingertips fell from his throat, ordered his body, all the way down. Then, in his inhalation sound, he held it lightly.

She looked at him slightly, Wu Fa fell down, and the cold hair swept across his border, neck, and the slight itchy intertwined with her aggravated subtle pain. At this moment

sky.

"Zhu Jing, look at me, do you say your life, are you in my hands?"

She straight into his sharp eyes, and her soft and bone palms contracted the force.

Zhu Jing's face was stretched, and the rough breath gradually stared at her, and he laughed.

He has never been treated so freely in his life. He thought, at this moment he should be stretching her wrist, not to be able to continue to provoke him.

on the contrary.
To be continued...