But it's different now. The person in front of me is the most popular number one scholar, Ji Ziqi, who is also the Minister of War. The emperor thinks highly of him.

Moreover, Ji Zi Qidu has already said such words, it must not be just to relieve the embarrassment and make fun of herself.

Axiu looked at Ji Ziqi with a trace of longing and longing in her eyes. She saw that the opportunity was right in front of her, how could she let it go?

But Jian Hening became nervous at this moment. She laughed awkwardly, then looked at Ji Ziqi and said, "Brother Ziqi is talking about what he is talking about here. Sister Axiu has been waiting for He Ning when she came to Shangjing."

It's because I'm not used to the environment and climate in the Central Plains that I became sick and uncomfortable. Isn't it already healed? Why bother brother Ziqi to ask the imperial doctor to see a doctor? The imperial doctors are all busy now, I heard that the palace

Your Majesty has to ask for Ping An’s pulse, so where is the spare time?”

Ji Ziqi disagreed and said with a smile: "There is more than one imperial physician in the palace. There are dozens of imperial physicians in the entire imperial hospital. Now in addition to the queen, there is also a concubine in the palace... Su agreed, and the rest are small

Lord, sometimes they will also treat the maids and eunuchs, and sometimes they will be sent out for outpatient clinics. Officials can also treat patients in the imperial hospital, but naturally they are not the same group of famous doctors as the emperors and empresses. In short, if you want to

It’s very convenient to see a doctor.”

Jian Hening stepped forward and held Ji Ziqi's hand again, and said: "Everyone is fine now. Why are you talking about this? Brother Ziqi just came back, so he must not have had dinner? He Ning made some Taiyuan dishes with his own hands. Can Zi Qi please

Brother, would you like to give me a taste?"

This is what was said later. Ji Ziqi was immediately led away by Jian Hening's few words. Axiu lowered his head in disappointment, not knowing when there would be such a chance to get rid of Jian Hening.

Although I don't feel that itchy on my body now, I will never be able to forget the bone-eroding pain and the itching of every inch of my skin.

Whenever she thinks of this, Axiu feels both fear and hatred of Jian Hening, afraid of her vicious heart like a snake and a scorpion, and hates all the inhumane things she has done to herself.

But Axiu had no choice about all this. It seemed that in her memory, Axiu was an indecisive person. She always wanted to do something, but she always hesitated and had too many considerations.

For this, Axiu hated herself very much, and envied Jian Hening's decisive thoughts and actions. If she was as decisive and ruthless as Jian Hening, her parents would probably have punished her a long time ago, and she would not have done it.

I feel sorry for myself here, but ultimately I still blame myself.

Ji Ziqi pushed Jian Hening's hand away unfavorably, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you, He Ning, could cook."

Jian Hening knew that he didn't like to have too much physical contact with her, so she simply let him go, and then said: "I'm not very good at cooking. I was bored when I was at home, thinking about whether Brother Ziqi would like to

Have a taste?”

"Um..." Ji Ziqi didn't want to eat with her, but everything was done, so it seemed pointless to refuse like this. However, he really knew what Jian Hening would say at the dinner table later, so

When he wanted to politely refuse, he said: "Actually, the Queen left me to eat in the palace just now. Why don't you eat by yourself first?"

Jian Hening was not angry when she heard this. She was a tolerant person, but suddenly she heard Ji Ziqi mention that the Queen Queen still stayed with him for dinner, and she couldn't help but ask: "Brother Ziqi seems to be really...

She is a popular person in the palace. Not only did Her Royal Highness the Princess talk to her brother during the fireworks show, but now she has entered the palace, and the Queen has even invited her brother to have a meal..."

Jian Hening said this sourly, and she looked a little aggrieved. It seemed that Ji Ziqi was Jian Hening's husband, and because he was having an affair outside, this scene happened.

But this is all a matter of one place and another. Ji Ziqi quickly said seriously: "He Ning, don't talk nonsense. What are you talking about? If this is all from somewhere, if someone finds out, how many heads will you lose?"

I don’t know whether it’s because I’ve been in Shangjing for a long time or something else, but it seems like prisoners on death row are often beheaded in public at the Meridian Gate here. The people here seem to be used to it, and they often say taboo words.

Sometimes, they would say: "You don't want your life, there are a few who can lose it, how dare you say such a thing."

But in Jian Hening's eyes, this seemed to be different. She couldn't tell that it was a spoken word, but she felt that if Ji Ziqi could say such words, something must have happened. Although Jian Hening didn't

He said, but he had already made a mental note of it.

Ji Ziqi left with a cold face, leaving Jian Hening alone.

I originally thought that when we had dinner together, I would put the medicine in my sleeve into the wine, drink the wine, and when they had sex, everything would fall into place...

But for some reason, the situation seems to be irreversible. Ji Ziqi seems to be particularly worried about what he just said, but he just said a joke...

Is there really something?

Jian Hening, who is both sensitive and sharp, quickly realized that something was wrong, but she really didn't know anything yet. She could only look at Ji Ziqi's back in trance, looking thoughtful.

"Miss, what should I do with those meals?" asked the maid Azhu from behind.

Jian Hening glanced sideways and said, "It's time to feed the dog."

Those meals were indeed cooked by her own hands. The purpose was to ask Ji Ziqi to accompany her to eat. Then, after drinking some wine, everything would go smoothly. Unexpectedly, she would fall short just because of her own words.

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After meeting Ji Ziqi, Shen Shu couldn't forget his look, smell, voice, and eyes even more.

She sat in front of the mirror, looking at herself with her hair in a bun, revealing her temples, her brows lightly swept, her eyes full of spring, her skin as smooth as warm jade, her small cherry mouth red and delicate, her two strands of hair on her cheeks softly blowing in the wind.

The brush on the face adds a bit of seductive style. The flexible eyes move smartly, a bit naughty and a bit mischievous. The light blue waist-cinching skirt is light blue, and the water-colored jasmine is in full bloom.

On both sleeves, three thousand blue silk threads were tied up into a loose bun, and a painted silver belt was casually put on. The waist was loosely tied with an ink-colored palace polyester, and the light-colored tassels fell casually, ripples in the wind.

There are ripples, there is still a little cinnabar between the eyebrows, and the graceful figure is Pingting.

Dressed in a pink-blue palace dress, covered with a layer of plain gauze, it looks elegant but luxurious. The strands of hair show their dancing posture in the breeze. There is an emerald jade pendant hanging on the slender waist, which is very conspicuous.

The magnolia hairpin is tied up, the crystal clear almond eyes are looking into the distance, generous and shy, the cherry-like mouth is slightly opened, it seems to be smiling but not smiling. The blue gauze long skirt has a thin skirt embroidered with pearls.

The gauze is elegant and elegant. A dark blue brocade belt is tied around the waist, and a string of small silver bells hangs from it. Half of the long, soft and shiny black hair is tied into a flying cloud bun with a light blue hairband, and the other half is scattered casually. The wind blows, and the long hair follows

The wind swayed, moving the light blue hairband, and the body exuded a scent of lavender.

The plain Liuxian skirt is embroidered with many small light blue flowers. Her long inky hair is gently pulled up with a lotus root-colored ribbon, and a wooden crape myrtle hairpin is inserted diagonally on her head. Her eyes are as pure as a baby's.

Her pupils were filled with pure indifference, but the smile at the corner of her mouth was extremely coquettish. She wore a light green gauze gown with mottled textures, a floral skirt on her lower body, and a thin waist tied with a silver ribbon, hanging from the ribbon.

A piece of jade pendant is swaying. With her slender hands, she is holding a light green hemlock handkerchief, which complements the light green robe on her body. It looks really beautiful. A floor-length white plum blossom skirt with plum blossoms on the floor is covered with moon satin embroidered with magnolia and flying butterflies.

The cloak is lined with light pink brocade and wraps around the chest. The cuffs are embroidered with exquisite hollow silver butterflies. There are several layers of lace on the chest. The skirt is covered with a layer of silk gauze as thin as a mist, and a dark purple belt is tied around the waist.

, noble and graceful, with an air of orchid. Lying quietly in front of the neck is a golden psychic jade, which adds an elegant atmosphere. A pair of silver butterfly earrings hangs next to the ears, with one standing upright.

A slender silver hairpin with a hollow silver butterfly holds the black hair, twisting it into a delicate willow leaf hairpin, and pins it with a purple magnolia, which looks fresh, beautiful and elegant. The eyebrows are light and the cherry lips are unstained and red.

Her whole body exudes the sweet fragrance of orchids, she is delicate yet charming, exuding the aura of aristocrats, and she is so beautiful that she cannot be deceived in this world. Her face is as creamy as the spring water in her sleep, and she wears a plain plum blossom skirt that sweeps the floor, and is covered in white.

The jasmine yarn is made of soft gauze, and the waist is tied with soft yarn. It has a really pink, crispy and delicate flavor.

A top with silver patterns embroidered with butterfly flowers, only the sleeves are made wider than usual, rustling in the wind. Below is a long skirt with a tight waist and goose yellow embroidered with white magnolia. She wears a simple heart-shaped bun and only wears a few stars

The milky white pearl necklace reflects the luster of the cloud silk. A thin strand of silver tassels hangs from an emerald hairpin diagonally, making it even more delicate. Wearing a peach pink tight satin dress and a pearl white lake crepe skirt, the melon-seed shape

On her fair and jade-like face, a pair of pear dimples appeared slightly between the cheeks. She applied a light rouge to make her cheeks look like a blooming viburnum, white and rosy. Her black and long eyebrows looked like a painting.

In the painting, a pair of gazing eyes are clear in black and white, exuding an intoxicating charm. Half of the long black flowing hair is tied up with a wide pearl white ribbon, and the other half is casually scattered, but it exudes a fairy-like temperament.

She has long hair that reaches her waist, and wears a white and pink intarsia beaded hair chain on her forehead and temples. Occasionally, one or two disobedient beads hang down, which actually adds to the beauty that is both real and illusory.

The milky white jade bracelet on the wrist, the warm mutton-fat white jade exudes a silent brilliance, complementing the plain outfit. There is a slender silver necklace around the neck, with a faint purple luster.

Although a closer look revealed that it was just a purple crystal, it complemented the plain but charming outfit perfectly.

The impeccably regular facial features are meticulously arranged into beautiful outlines. Under the light shadow of the eyes, there is a natural noble and melancholy temperament, like the snow orchids at the bottom of the deep valley, exuding alienation and loneliness from the bones. Piao.

Liao's skirt and coat are tightly wrapped in silk and satin, showing her exquisite and alluring figure. The blue butterfly coat covers her fair skin. There are blue stripes around her, but if you look closely, you will see a dark blue light. The crystal clear inverted earrings hang down and sway. They are scattered around the shoulders.

The black hair is pulled up with a blood-red platycodon flower hairpin, and inserted diagonally into the flowing black hair. A thin layer of powder is applied, the eyebrows are as curved as willows, and the forehead is lightly dotted with vermilion, but it seems charming. The red piece is sucked into the red lips with delicate hands, like blood.

.The laziness is undisguised. The demeanor is as blue as a blue.

The coat is made of thin, white gauze, which vividly reveals the graceful figure. The waist-length hair is blown all over the sky by the wind, and a few strands of hair fly playfully in front of the face, making it even more elegant and natural. There is no decoration, just a light blue ribbon, gently tying a strand of hair. With a slight smile, the pear vortex appears, the hands are like catkins, the skin is like gelatin, the collar is like a cricket grub, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, and the head is like a rhinoceros. She has beautiful eyebrows, a beautiful smile, and beautiful eyes. Her eyebrows are like green feathers, her teeth are like shells, and her waist is like a plain waist. A blue chain is lying casually on her wrist, which makes her skin white, tender and shiny. Her eyes are as pure as water, Occasionally there is some melancholy, giving people a feeling of elusiveness.

Ji Ziqi put the Huasheng on herself with her own hands. Such a warm scene lingered in Shen Shu's mind.

Before leaving, Shen Shu wanted to give Ji Ziqi this Huasheng as a memory, but because Ji Ziqi was worried about being discovered so early, she inserted the Huasheng into her hair again.

But seeing Shen Shu being so reluctant to leave, Ji Ziqi exchanged handkerchiefs with her, saying that handkerchiefs were more common, but they were also personal items, expressing closeness without losing their secrecy.

Shen Shu touched the moon-white silk handkerchief in her hand and couldn't help but feel happy.

Kagamine saw it and said happily: "Ms. Tao Fei, as long as you wait until the end of the year, you and Lady Ji will be able to achieve positive results."

They originally thought that when Shen Shu's mother Danhong came to Beijing, Shen Shu would personally promote the cooperation between the two countries, so that they could mention this matter to the emperor in private, just to ask for a different kind of reward.

Since the concubine has passed away, let Shen Shu leave the palace, so that she can be with Ji Ziqi forever.

The premise of this matter is not to make the matter a big deal and not to make it known to everyone. In this case, the royal family can save their face and they can get what they want.

If such palace secrets were known to others, I'm afraid it would be difficult for the emperor to protect her, and Danhong would also be in a dilemma.

So at this time, those in the know must keep their mouths shut.

Shen Shu looked at herself in the mirror, then lowered her head and smiled shyly, saying coquettishly: "It's still early."

Kagamine looked at it, suppressed a smile, and said, "Then by then, will the slave no longer be able to follow the princess?"

Shen Shu was stunned for a moment, then touched her head, looking hesitant.
Chapter completed!