"No, it's because my sister has a good heart. Among all the beautiful girls in this room, I am the only one who treats me sincerely. I am so lucky to have you as my sister!" At this point, Xia Yue's eyes once again formed.
With a blush on his face, he immediately hugged Mingyu tightly, almost knocking over the medicine in Mingyu's hand. After he understood what was going on, he was shocked.
Yicai turned into a smile, patted her back and said: "You are really a child. Whatever comes to mind, you do whatever comes to mind. You keep calling me sister. If I don't treat you well, who can I treat better? Besides, when I was at home before,
I only have nine brothers, and I have always wanted a sister. Now that I have a beautiful and smart sister like you, isn't it just what I wanted?"
Leaning on Mingyu's shoulder, Xianyue showed a cold smile, Fucha Mingyu, don't blame me for lying to you, blame yourself for being too naive and easy to deceive. If it weren't for you, my plan wouldn't be so successful.
From the moment they met each other, these three people, Hongli, Fucha Mingyu, and Nala Xianyue, were destined to be entangled for the rest of their lives until death!
The only question is, among these three people, who will die first, Xianyue or Mingyu, or Hongli...
Soon after, the Yangxin Palace issued an order forbidding everyone to discuss what happened in Zhongcui Palace, but everyone knew in their hearts that this matter could only be suppressed for a while, not for the rest of their lives.
At night, when Mingyu was chatting with Xianyue to relieve her boredom, the steward's aunt suddenly walked in, followed by someone behind her. Only after entering the room did she realize that it was Sixi who was beside Yinzhen.
The steward's aunt put on her usual smile and said: "Little Master Xiayue, by order of the emperor, my dear father-in-law, please come over."
Xianyue pointed at herself in astonishment and said, "Your Majesty, you want to see me?"
Si Xi came over. Although he was only thirty years old, he had fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes because he often smiled, which was still obvious under the light. "I would like to pay my respects to the little master Xianyue. The emperor has a few words to ask."
Little Master Xianyue, I have specially ordered this servant to come over and invite you over."
Xianyue looked at Mingyu at a loss, and the latter said: "Eunuch Xi, does the emperor only want to send Xianyue to you? Can I accompany her there?"
"Master Mingyu, please don't embarrass me." Although Sixi spoke politely, there was no room for change.
"But..." Before Mingyu could say anything, Xianyue had already taken her hand and said, "Sister, don't worry about me. It's okay. I just asked a few words. You can come back after asking."
Although Mingyu was worried, she couldn't help it. After all, the emperor's will was not something she could control. She could only warn: "Then when you see the emperor, be careful, but there is no need to be afraid. The emperor is the king of a country. I believe he will
The one who makes decisions for you and upholds justice."
Xianyue nodded anxiously and followed Sixi to the Yangxin Hall. This was her first time to the Yangxin Hall. In the night, the silent hall looked like a dormant giant beast.
"Little Master Xianyue, please go in." At Sixi's signal, Xianyue pushed open the huge vermilion palace door and walked in. The smell of sandalwood lingered on the tip of her nose from the moment she stepped into the hall.
Just like when she was at home, she went to the temple with her mother to burn incense and the fragrance surrounded the temple.
Her feet landed on the gold bricks as smooth as ink jade, and the soles of the flower pots made a crisp sound, which echoed in the silent hall. Xianyue unconsciously slowed down her steps. She looked up and saw the huge table.
Behind him, there sat a man wearing a bright yellow embroidered gold dragon costume. He closed his eyes and slowly moved a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.
While walking towards the center of the hall step by step, Xianyue was also thinking about Yinzhen's intention of calling her here. She naturally knew that it was for daytime matters, but Yinzhen's thoughts could not be guessed.
After walking into the palace, Xianyue knelt down on her knees and said with a hint of fear: "My slave, I bow to the emperor. Long live the emperor! Long live the emperor!"
Yinzhen slowly opened his eyes, looked at the person kneeling underneath, and said in a deep voice: "Are you Nala Xianyue?"
"If you want to return to the emperor, this is the slave." As soon as Xianyue finished speaking, Yinzhen's voice came to her ears again, "Raise your head."
Xianyue raised her head as she was told, and she did not forget to have a trace of panic and fear on her face. After all, this was in line with her current situation.
The next moment, Xianyue felt that Yinzhen's eyes suddenly became sharp when he looked at her. Like two knives, he scraped her cheeks hard. Every pore felt stinging. Xianyue's body trembled.
This was not a deliberate act, but the fear of Yinzhen, the fear of a subordinate when facing a superior.
When Yinzhen looked away, Xianyue felt as if all her strength had been drained away. If she hadn't knelt on the ground, she might not be able to stand still.
Yinzhen opened the lid of the Boshan stove on the side and added a spoonful of sandalwood inside. Watching the white smoke rising, Yinzhen closed the lid and said, "I wanted to see you before, but Xiaowu, you said
He committed suicide and fell into a coma, why did he commit suicide?"
Xianyue gritted her teeth and said softly: "I feel that I have no face to see others, and I don't want to live in this world."
"Because Hongli is frivolous about you?" With that said, Yinzhen stood up and walked down, standing in front of Xianyue.
Xianyue stared at the corner of Minghuang in her sight, and said in a choked voice: "Yes, after that incident, my reputation as a slave has been lost, so how can I live in the world again."
Yinzhen nodded and silently passed a Buddhist bead through his fingers, "Hongli is my son. I know his temperament very well. He is lustful and lustful, which is not his character."
Xianyue suddenly raised her head, looked up at Yinzhen's unusually calm face, and said sadly and angrily: "Is the emperor saying that this slave is lying? I know that my status is not as noble as that of my fourth elder brother, but no matter what, I have been since childhood.
I have read "Women's Rules" and "Women's Rings" familiarly, and have a deep understanding of what reputation means to women. How could a slave use his own reputation to wrong Brother Si, and what good would it do to the slave?"
Yinzhen's thin lips curled up slightly, and he uttered something that shocked Xianyue, "Being the direct descendant of Prince Bao's Mansion, I wonder if this is a benefit?"
Xianyue suppressed the panic in her heart and said sadly: "Ama has always told the slave that the emperor is the wisest monarch in the world and can distinguish between right and wrong, loyalty and traitor. I thought that the emperor would uphold justice for me, but I didn't expect that you would just
He blindly favors the fourth elder brother, and even feels that the slave is using his reputation to unfairly accuse the fourth elder brother."
Yinzhen smiled slightly and said: "I never said that you wronged Hongli, I just said it casually. Why are you so excited? It is precisely because I know that you feel wronged that I specially asked Sixi to go over and treat you
I called you over and wanted to ask you about this matter carefully. If I really don’t believe you, I don’t have to go through so many troubles.”
Xianyue didn't know how to answer his words, so she could only kneel on the ground silently, waiting for Yinzhen to continue speaking.