In the Qinzheng Hall, Zhu Jing closed his eyes and leaned against the throne, silently listening to Feng Bao's reply.

After Feng Bao finished his report, he held his breath and retreated to one side, leaving the hall completely silent.

"Then there is no need to recall the maid and the maid back. Let them wait there."

Zhu Jing said, raising his hand depressedly and pinching his tense eyebrows.

She knew, and he was extremely convinced. Even though she seemed to have no abnormality, she was eating and resting as usual. Even though her expression was calm, it seemed that she was not surprised by the return of her two palace ladies.

But her calmness itself is the biggest abnormality.

"The imperial doctor will take good care of her body, and she will prepare decoctions to calm her nerves every day."

Feng Baogang agreed, and then heard the deep commanding voice again, "Besides, there's no need to go out and look for people with similar figures."

Since he couldn't hide it, he wasn't going to hide it anymore.

Zhu Jing's face was dark. He was just Xu Shiheng, and he didn't believe that he could be so big in her heart. What happened to her second brother in the past was over with her, but now Xu Shiheng was just a mere person, so what could she do?

After all, it was just a vague friendship from the past. In comparison, she and he were more entangled and involved. Now that they have the continuation of the emperor's relationship, their friendship should be more important than the former.

He believed that she would think of it.

Every day when Wen Yin wakes up, she looks at the door first.

Although she didn't know the day, she knew that he would come eventually.

Time is not counted carefully, in the blink of an eye, summer passes and autumn comes.

In front of the long window, Wen Yin, who had just finished her confinement, was wearing a moon-white palace dress. She was sitting upright with a soup bowl, spooning soup and eating it. It was probably because she had severely damaged her vitality before, especially during the confinement period.

It's been a long time, but I still don't feel plump, and my complexion doesn't look good either.

Zhu Jing sat across from him and looked at her. She had not raised her eyes or said a word since he came in. She only focused on eating the soup.

Seeing each other again after two months, he lingered over and over again with some nostalgia on her fresh and delicate face, and finally settled on her plain dress and the plain hairpin without any pattern in her black hair.

There were no other palace guests in the inner hall, only two people facing each other silently.

Zhu Jing put his dark eyes into her black hair and spoke first: "You have nothing to say to me?"

Click. The porcelain spoon makes a slight sound when it touches the edge of the bowl.

Wen Yin's eyes slowly lifted from the porridge and fell on the golden and cold face of the person opposite.

"I want to see Xu Shiheng."

She was straight to the point, not even roundabout or tactful.

She looked directly at him, her clear eyes devoid of emotion, as calm as an ocean.

Zhu Jing pressed the jade ring on his fingertips and said with deep eyes, "You can't see me anymore."

It’s not that it can’t be seen or seen, it’s that it can’t be seen.

The meaning was very clear, but Wenyin still asked: "Is he dead?"

Zhu Jing didn't hide it from her and said yes directly.

The two people's eyes met across the table, but it was as if they were separated by an invisible barrier, unable to see the slightest emotion in each other's eyes.

Wen Yin reached out and picked up the porcelain spoon, scooped out a full spoonful of porridge and stuffed it into her mouth.

Swallow slowly. "How will the funeral be handled? He has a concubine in Longxi. The relationship is a bit distant, but at least she is his only relative."

Zhu Jing was secretly relieved at her words.

"I know. I will send someone to send his body to Longxi later."

Wen Yin took another spoonful of porridge and stopped before bringing it to her lips, "What crime did he commit?"

"capital offense."

"But because of me?"

Zhu Jing closed her eyes and suppressed her emotions, then said in a deep voice, "Not entirely."

This kind of topic always makes people uncomfortable. After all, it involves the friendship between another man and her. But if he avoids it and does not mention it, it will make her jealous, and then it will become even more difficult for her to reveal the matter.

Pass.

At the same time, he also wanted to see what proportion Xu Shiheng occupied in her heart.

Wen Yin looked at his ruthless face and asked: "How do the crimes he committed compare to that of my second brother?"

He also looked at her: "It's worse than that."

After a brief silence, Wen Yin nodded and said: "If the national law does not allow it, then he really deserves to die."

She put the porcelain spoon full of porridge into her mouth, and before she could swallow it, she took another spoonful and put it in.

Suddenly she choked and coughed, and she choked on the porridge. She also choked and coughed to tears.

"Why is this porridge so hot?" She threw the porcelain spoon, bent over and coughed while crying.

Zhu Jing sat in his seat without moving, looking at her indifferent face, but her tears kept flowing, running down her pale face, soaking into her neck, and soaking her Yue White House dress.

At this moment, he felt an indescribable chill in his heart. The finger bones on his knees were blue, and the veins on the back of his hands were stretched.

"Are you... feeling sad for him?"

Wen Yin looked at him with tears in her eyes, "If I say I'm not sad at all, would you believe me? After all..." Her wet face was half porridge and half tears, "He is an old friend."

Facing her like this at this moment, he couldn't tell what it was, it was as if his heart had been hit by a heavy object, a dull and slightly suffocating feeling, which was very uncomfortable.

He tried his best to ignore this feeling and stood up by supporting the armrests of the chair with his metacarpal bones.

"I understand that you are sad when your old friend passes away, but I hope you can understand that he is just an old friend of yours." Before leaving, he added another sentence, "I allow you to shed tears and feel sad for him, and to dress him plainly.

But, it’s only for this day. After today, forget about him.”

After saying this, he raised his legs and strode away.

Aunt Yu and Nian Xia looked at the Holy Master leaving the Yangxin Palace and screened out all the other palace attendants except her. They could not help but look at each other in a panic.

Suddenly, the sound of porcelain falling to the ground came from the inner hall.

"Empress!" Grandma Yu shouted, quickly opened the curtain and entered, and then took a deep breath.

But I saw their lady lying on the table, her shoulders and back shaking, crying and laughing, as if she was crazy.

Nanny Yu's tears immediately burst out, and she staggered forward to help her, but was pushed away by their mother-in-law. She wiped away her tears and told Nian Xia to go out and guard her, while she held back her tears and caressed her mother-in-law slowly.

Trembling like Se Ye's shoulders.

"It's okay, my dear, just cry. There's no one outside, so it doesn't matter how you cry."

She probably guessed what His Majesty just talked to the empress. In fact, she had been secretly observing and inquiring these days, and the result... that person was indeed missing.

"The queen who will get over this will definitely get over it."

Wen Yin shook her head, "Whatever you can't get through will never get through."

"I hate it so much, mama. He clearly knows that I don't like to owe favors, so why did he insist on entering the palace and make me owe him!" She cried and laughed, "If you love me, why should I owe him! A

, both of them are like this, both are like this. Why can't we live our own lives well? Who will use them to sacrifice themselves for me? Who will use them!"

Wen Yin let out a loud cry of sorrow. Until now, she still couldn't guess that he probably died for her.

Zhu Jing did not take his life when the incident occurred that day. On the contrary, now that everything was over, he suddenly took his life. It was obvious that he had done something. But he had no father, no mother, and almost no relatives.

Why would Gong Zhi take this dead end now? For her, it must be for her!

What on earth did he do for her?

She burst into tears. He had a bright future, his talent was far-reaching, and he was brilliant. He didn't know what a splendid life was waiting for him ahead. He shouldn't have such a fate, he shouldn't.

What did he live for in his short life? The only thing he lived was Wen Yin!

Wen Yin cried until she almost died. His short life was filled with these two words.

Is it worth it? Is it worth it?

"After nearly ten years in the palace, he never even looked at me. He just died for me... How regretful he was that he never raised his head to take a serious look at me before he died."

But she was still complaining about him and hating him before.

Perhaps her indifference made him mistakenly think that she no longer loved him and could lose him. Seeing that she had given birth to an heir, he even thought that she had someone to rely on and could live in peace for the rest of her life. So, he

Retire with peace of mind.

"Am I in hell? Mom, I hurt, I hurt..."

The mournful sound, like tears of blood, made Grandma Yu heartbroken. She could no longer say any words of persuasion, so she could only stroke her thin and trembling back, giving silent comfort every time.

Suddenly, the empress's body fell weakly, and Grandma Yu was shocked. She quickly hugged her and helped her to the chair. But the next moment, she shivered violently.

I saw blood on the empress's lips, and the skirt of Yuebai's clothes was also stained with blood.

"Empress! I, I will go ask the imperial doctor right away..."

Grandma Yu's voice was trembling, and her legs and feet were shaking as she was about to leave, but someone grabbed her sleeves from behind.

"There's no need to go..." Wen Yin said weakly, "It will be painful for me to live for a long time."
To be continued...