Meng Haoqi heard some expressions, and finally put on a smile that was more ugly than crying.

A hand-held token made several waves of people fighting for this end. Did Nie Hou really think of his father as a good friend?

Suhe saw her look wrong and quickly said: "I want to come to Sheng Gongzi under pressure to put you here, but in the end it is not better than before, your eyes are not good, what should you do if you bump? It would be better to go back to Chu with me, this It’s okay if you want to come back after the storm."

She could see Meng Yuqi's irritability, and then added a sentence: "You think about it again, I'm so tired now that I'm in a hurry. We can wait until the year before we start, these couples will hide with Nie Linhui In the uninhabited cold palace, once I have the opportunity, I will always come to accompany you."

Meng Wanqi finally nodded, and patted her hand comfortably, before hiding in the night with Nie Lin again.

Meng Haoqi sighed as she watched her belly full of vigilance.

Nie Lin took Suhe and bowed her head against the palace road and walked quickly, until they reached the end of the palace road.

There stood a **** with a bow on his waist and a smile on his flesh, and behind him were dozens of bodyguards holding torches.

Fu Quan was not surprised to see them, only said: "Nie Hou Ye, the emperor has been waiting for you for a long time, please here."

...

In the following days, Su He really sneaked into Fengyi Palace every day to accompany Meng Eqi.

Sometimes it will bring some news from the court, such as what actions Sheng Jiayan has done today, or which two traitors he suppressed.

His style of work is becoming more and more fierce, and he is more and more like a monarch, a wise monarch born in conformity with the times.

Meng Yuqi can foresee that in the days to come, Sheng Jiayan may bring Dajin into an unprecedented prosperity.

He handles everything with ease, except for...Meng Eqi.

In the past half month in the blink of an eye, Meng Eqi was still locked in Fengyi Palace, and the palace people regularly sent three meals every day. Looking at the more abundant dishes than before, Meng Eqiu glanced worriedly at the direction of Jianzhang Palace.

Sheng Jiayan's obvious partiality, the ministers in Chaotang won't matter anymore...

Early one morning, Meng Eqi was awakened by the noise outside.

She was wearing a thin coat and stood at the door, watching the eunuch's maid in and out carrying the withered flower bed in her courtyard.

"What are you guys?" Meng Eqi looked at them suspiciously.

The **** headed will be thrown away, although the tone is pretended to be arrogant, but with a little respectful expression: "Don't blame me, Meng, I am also a servant. The emperor has orders that you do not match the identity of Fengyi Palace , I can't appreciate the peonies in this house. So in the future, all peonies will be replaced by Leng Mei.

Where did the Peony Manchuria come from, and those withered flower branches also count? She wanted to appreciate it, but what did she appreciate?

Until the eunuchs who came in and out planted a green plum and a red plum into the soil again, watching the cold plum blossoming in the courtyard, blooming and sweeping away the scene of defeat.

Sheng Jiayan's good intentions and hardships, Meng Eqi suddenly tasted something from the scenery in front of him.

The eunuchs were busy with their work and finally overflowed the plum blossoms arranged in Fengyi Palace. Meng Eqi now pushes open the window and reaches for a plum branch that extends to the window, and the mood is much better than the previous few days.

The old **** headed was almost finished, and then retreated with Meng Eqi.

He led the eunuch's ladies out of Fengyi Palace in an orderly manner, and the apprentice behind them came forward with their sleeves closed.

"Master, what is the origin of this Meng girl? Although the emperor on the Ming Dynasty is not worthy of peony, how can there be any peony blooming at this time. Is it unclear whether she wants to see the plum blossom in the right season? Prefer her, why not let it go? What is the circle in that Fengyi Palace?"

The old **** flicked his face back, brushing his eyebrows and scolding: "This is what you can ask? Don't look at how many heads are on the neck!" He looked around before he whispered: "Don't go anyway Offended the Lord in the Fengyi Palace. The minister in the court took the charge and pressed the emperor against the emperor's favor of the Meng family. The emperor wanted to change Faer's pet. What do you do? And look, this is the beginning. ."

The old **** was pretty good, and within a few days, Sheng Jiayan almost came to slip and wrestle in front of the gate of Fengyi Palace.

It was Zhong Yangyu who brought this news to Meng Wanju. He leaned against the palace gate and twisted a strand of his hair.

"You don't know yet? Your Majesty passed by in front of you a few days ago and fell under your feet. There was nothing serious about people, but a lot of court eunuchs were fined. They didn't light up in front of Fengyi Palace, nor did they sweep the snow. So that he fell so hard."

Meng Yuqi worried: "Is he really okay?"

In her impression, Sheng Jiayan hardly ever even got sick, and careless things like wrestling happened to him, and Meng Eqi didn't think about it.

Zhong Yangyu was mixed in the cold wind with a smiling voice, like a gurgling spring stream: "Don't worry, it's okay! But you are strange and not strange, Fengyi Palace is behind Jianzhang Palace What's wrong with your majesty to come here? And his majesty's brother is not close to him, so brother Dingchen and Qin Kun are powerful enough, how could he let him fall in public? I thought of this scene, I felt inexplicably funny It’s not that I don’t respect His Majesty, it’s just that people like His Majesty are indifferent and indifferent."

Meng luxe covered his forehead with a headache: "You are not disrespectful? You just laughed in his face."

Zhong Yangyu saw that his thoughts had been peeped through, and he laughed a few times, and then watched a red plum stick out from Meng Eqi's courtyard. She ran and jumped up, but only touched a little snow on Mei.

Some snow fell into her neck and she stomped her feet in the cold.

Then he exhaled angrily: "The plum blossoms of the Royal Garden have been moved to your yard, and the plum blossoms with all the emotions are only for you to enjoy. If this is the summer, does your majesty want to dig a pool in Fengyi Palace? Come and raise a lotus for you!"

Meng Yuqi didn't know what to say, and the pain in his heart was diluted by this short sweetness.

Sheng Jiayan was very satisfied when she was overwhelmed.

However, what she didn't expect was that just after dinner in the evening, the old **** came with a group of court ladies.

As soon as he entered the door, he was still the arrogant but humble tone of the pretense.

"Ms. Meng, the emperor almost fell at your door a few days ago, so the specially appointed minions dialed a few maidens to light the vigil in Fengyi Palace, so as to prevent the holy driver from passing through the door. It’s not just you who lived alone in the palace, you have to wait more.”

"Father-in-law, please." Meng Eqi nodded and gave way.

The old **** left a total of eight maidservants in Fengyi Palace. These eight maidservants were very honest. Usually only live in the ear room of Fengyi Palace, sometimes clean the snow from the courtyard for Meng Eqi, and sometimes close the doors and windows for her. Never disturb, walking and moving are very light, Meng Eqi sometimes forget their existence.

She thought that these maidens really came to Fengyi Palace to light the lamp. Who knew that one day he would break into Fengyi Palace again at night--

"These maidens are really strange. When you are not asleep, you turn on the lights. When you fall asleep, you turn off the lights. If you are really afraid to disturb the Holy Drive, the palace lights should be bright all night! Do you have the customs of the Jin Kingdom and the Chu Kingdom? different?"

"..." Meng Eqin softened, as if suddenly understanding Sheng Jiayan's intention.

It turned out that there was no wrestling and no lighting vigil.

When he thought about whether he had rested, he also thought about whether he was asleep.

Nie Lin glanced at her own lady, pretending to be cold and hard: "Don't talk so much, and startled your stomach with your tongue flashing."

Well, the man’s mind is still understood by men. It's a pity that my mother is stupid, and this Mengqi is even dull.

Suhe listened to him like this, and it was rare for her temperament and Shun to have to argue a few words, and the two of them started to talk again.

It was not until a court lady heard the movement and asked, that the room became silent.

The days passed by like this, until the third snow of this winter ushered in the capital.

The year is approaching, with the exception of the Fengyi Palace, the outside is beginning to be cheerfully arranged.

Counting the time, Meng Haqi has not seen Sheng Jiayan for a month.

The day when he left behind and agreed to leave the country was one step closer.

Sheng Jiayan continued to suppress the Mengjia's enemy and treason, but there were people in the Chaotang who kept mentioning old things, and Sheng Jiayan must be given a law. Sheng Jiayan was tired of coping with it. He didn't expect to spend his free time and called four or five Taoists into the palace on the grounds of praying for the blessing of the New Year.

It is to take advantage of the sacrifice of the ancestors and the gods before the New Year's Pass, and to bless the weather in the coming year and the country and the people.

The first person to hear this news besides Meng Haqi and Zhao Yanran.

At that time, Zhao Yanran was sitting in a large palace, sewing the silk cloth in her hand, and behind her, only Fang Ling was alone.

Zhao Yanran chuckled: "The emperor is really anxious. It is rare that he has calmed down to this day, and he can't help it now."

Fang Ling was not as relaxed as Zhao Yanran, her brow furrowed deeply: "Ma'am, can that Lu San Niang's take it seriously? Continue this thing... The slave-servant has never seen what she has seen. If she wants to use her human life in exchange for her longer life, the slave-servant will not learn well. , Don't believe it."

Zhao Yanran looked up at her and sneered: "If there is anything unbelieving, she has blamed her death, and she knows that this is true. Lu Sanniang is the most loyal. If it was not for her to accidentally leak her majesty's plan, she would not I thought about dying. She deserved to deceive her so that she could coax out the words in a few words. Now that she is dead, I will make it clear to my majesty later."

When Fang Ling heard this, she felt thumping in her heart and was extremely uneasy: "Madam, let's buckle the suicide note of San Niang, did your Majesty really have any doubts? If you were a slave-servant, the slave-servant would doubt it. Why did you leave the front end People, they suddenly died of suicide when they returned."

Zhao Yanran bit the needle thread and tied a knot: "Okay, don't be upset and uncomfortable. How do you follow me in the future? Do you want to know that everything we do is worth it now, don't you want to do it in the future The position of the maidservant, the maidservant underneath has to be honored by your aunt. Don’t talk nonsense, send this Jinpa out again, and urge Li Shangshu to order. Only if he keeps impeaching, can His Majesty deal with Meng Eqi early.”

Fang Ling responded, taking out the silk cloth repaired by Zhao Yanran.