If Xiao Jue was with that woman, it wouldn't be surprising if he knew the prince's secret.
And Bai Lian is with His Highness Sixth, does His Highness know? What is the document she is talking about? How should she remind His Highness Sixth, or should she remind him?
Which side should she be on?
But no matter which side you are on, you are just a chess piece, nothing more.
Zhong Yuxi's mind was in a mess. She buried her head between her knees and said, forget it, the enemy can't move, I can't move, just take one step at a time.
The next day, she served the king after lunch and was picking up the dishes. The king put down the book in his hand and asked her: "Yu Xi, why have you been looking so bad lately?"
Zhong Yuxi touched her thin face. She had indeed lost some weight in the past few days. It was not plump to begin with, so it looked even thinner.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. It must be that the illness last time was not cured yet."
"Why don't I give you a few days off, go back and spend some time with your dad, and take some time to relax." |
Zhong Yuxi stopped moving her hands. At this time, she couldn't go anywhere. It was impossible for her to quit the game. The only thing she could do was not to implicate the old monster and An Ran.
So he turned around and said with a smile: "I'm not going anywhere, I'm just going to stay here with you."
The king laughed and was in a good mood. He put down the book in his hand and said, "Let's go for a walk outside. It's time for my old body to exercise."
Zhong Yuxi accompanied the king for a walk in the garden behind the White Marble Palace, and several guards followed closely.
After wandering around for a while, Munan, the chief deacon, walked in quickly and reported that the Sixth Prince was here.
The king narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Well, let him come over."
Xiaofeng was dressed in casual clothes. At first glance, he looked like a sunny boy. When he saw Zhong Yuxi, he frowned, but he immediately looked away.
Zhong Yuxi saw the ceremony: "Your Highness, Sixth Prince."
The king had already reached out to take the thing in his hand: "It's done so quickly, let me take a look."
What he was holding was a document with the encrypted word "secret" on it. Zhong Yuxi knew that this must be an extremely important matter, so she quickly said: "Your Majesty, let me first..."
The king waved his hand: "Yu Xi, you are not an outsider, there is no need to leave."
Zhong Yuxi hummed and did not dare to look up at Xiaofeng.
The king began to look through the documents in his hand. There were not many. He finished reading them in a while, then gently closed them and handed them back. He did not hide the praise on his face: "As expected of my son, he is very thoughtful and meticulous.
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Xiaofeng took the document and said, "As for the Qianyu Island matter, has His Majesty decided to send me?"
The king stood up from the wooden chair, and Zhong Yuxi quickly supported him.
"I'll think about it again."
At this time, Zhong Yuxi finally knew the reason for the recent tense atmosphere in the palace.
The Thousand Fish Island threatened by the Chaoyang Kingdom has always been a worry for His Majesty the King, so the princes all want to solve this problem, firstly to share His Majesty's worries, secondly to prove their own strength, and thirdly to establish their own prestige.
The Crown Prince wants to go, His Highness the Sixth Prince wants to go, and I'm afraid several other princes also have this idea.
But His Majesty the King did not easily agree to His Highness Sixth Prince. What was he planning in his heart?
After work in the evening and taking a hot bath, I still feel pain in my wrist, but it is no longer so obvious.
I was wearing simple home clothes and thinking about getting a good sleep. When I went to draw the curtains, I suddenly saw a person standing outside the window.
She covered her mouth to block the scream, because her room was on the first floor, so what she could see from the window was the large lawn in front of the temple and the neat pine trees, and the man was standing under the tree, turning slowly at this time
Looking over his head, cold eyes were projected over him along with the moonlight.
She quickly opened the door and went out, and ran under the tree in a panic.
He looked around and said, "Are you crazy? You are standing here pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night?"
Without saying a word, he took her hand and left.
"Hey, where are you going? What should I do if people see me?"
He didn't answer, and took long strides, leaving her with an arrogant figure. She had no choice but to follow him at a trot.
After turning several corridors, I finally stopped in front of a two-story villa.
There were no lights inside, and it was pitch black. In this brightly lit palace, it seemed a bit lonely and deserted.
He pushed the door open and entered. The door was in disrepair and made a creaking sound.
The items inside were covered with a thick layer of dust, and some places were even covered with layers of spider webs. They must have been there for a long time.
As soon as he entered the door, there was a choking smell of dust that hit his nostrils, and Zhong Yuxi couldn't help but cough a few times.
As soon as his hands became cold, he had already let go of his hands and walked directly to the incense table in the middle of the hall.
There was a Buddha with an unknown name enshrined there. The candle in front of the Buddha was half burned, revealing its blackened wick. The fruit in front of the altar had long since rotted and turned into black dried fruit.
Zhong Yuxi has been in the palace for so long, but has never been to this place, but she has an intuition that the person who lived here at that time should have an unusual relationship with him.
There were still a few sticks of residual incense on the table. He picked it up with his hand, turned on the lighter in the dark, then lit the incense and slowly inserted it into the ash bowl.
He stood quietly, not knowing what he was thinking, but his usually proud and straight back was trembling slightly at this moment.
Zhong Yuxi thought of what Liu Jin said. He had suffered from asthma since he was a child and was physically weak. He could not practice martial arts like others, but he had practiced acupuncture to perfection. A person like him would never appear in the eyes of others.
They are all independent, cold and arrogant, but who has ever truly experienced the loneliness and desolation beneath this glamorous appearance.
She walked over, picked up a stick of incense from the table, lit it with his incense, then respectfully inserted it into the broken incense burner, bowed her head and bowed three times.
She raised her head and saw him staring at her with bright eyes. She smiled softly: "People here will be very happy to know that you miss him so much."
His facial muscles twitched and he turned his gaze to the altar: "She gave birth to me when she was twenty, came here when she was twenty-one, was kicked out when she was twenty-seven, and she was kicked out when she was twenty-nine.
She died of illness at that time. In the twenty-nine years she was alive, I never fulfilled my filial piety for a day or called her mother. Today is her memorial day. You said she would be happy, but how could she be happy? "
Zhong Yuxi was deeply shocked by his words. It turned out that the person living here was Xiaofeng and Xiaojue's mother, that commoner woman. Her life was miserable and tragic, and her beauty was unlucky.
She couldn't help but think of her mother. She still remembered that she looked back at her when she walked out of the house. There were so many things in that look. She didn't understand it at the time, but she understands it now. Her beautiful eyes were full of things.
It's all reluctance and helplessness.
Her heart throbbed, and she slowly held his right hand with her left hand. His hand was cold and too big, and she could only hold half of it. He seemed to pause for a moment, and grabbed her hand with his backhand.
"She will be happy." Zhong Yuxi firmly believed, looked at him and said, "Because she loves you."
Because she loves you!
These words were like the gospel that broke the curse, gently rippling in Xiaofeng's heart, opening up the knot in her heart little by little. He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her face gently, which was still smiling.
After a while, the kiss was like a dragonfly touching water, leaving a trace of coolness.