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Chapter Seventy-Five

Chapter 75

"Yes, Queen, you haven't come to Cining Palace for a while." The Queen Mother suddenly took over what Concubine Zhen said and locked her eyes tightly with mine.

This...I was a little speechless, and I had no idea at all. I was stunned for a moment, lowering my head and not knowing how to answer.

"Mother, Yan'er is ill and is feeling a little better now. I didn't allow her to come here to greet you. If you want to blame me, blame me." I was about to say something when Meng Zihan said hurriedly.

The Queen Mother glared at Meng Zihan angrily. After all, he was her own son. Now she couldn't argue in front of everyone. She had to change the subject and asked: "Queen, what diseases do you suffer from? Do you have any?"

Let the imperial doctor take a look?"

"Yes, sister Queen, you have been suffering from this illness for a while, and my sister is really worried about it."

Why is this old woman going on and on all the time? I sat there a little impatiently, feeling very uneasy. If you get sick, you get sick. Why do these ancient people keep asking so many questions?

I glanced at Meng Zihan awkwardly, not daring to say a word, for fear that I might not be right with him again.

"Mother, Yan'er just had a minor illness. She is all well now, so don't worry." Meng Zihan was still a little impatient, his words were full of dissatisfaction, and he couldn't help but squint at Concubine Zhen.

I sat upright with my head lowered, and my heart was pounding, not only at this moment, the old woman would drop another bomb.

"Your Majesty, do you dote on the Queen too much? When the Ai family asked her something, what did you keep answering?" the Queen Mother finally scolded with some annoyance.

At this moment, a familiar figure floated in.

"Xiaodie met the Queen Mother, Emperor, Queen, Concubine Zhen..." Xiaodie met everyone in Cining Palace one by one.

I glanced at her. Although her small face was still pale, it was no longer as pale as before. Then I looked at Meng Zihan, and there was a slight touch on her handsome face. It was probably a little startled.

"Sister Queen, Xiaodie hasn't seen you for quite some time. I miss you so much." Xiaodie suddenly walked up to me and gave me a very complicated look.

I looked at her expressionlessly, and I no longer felt sympathy for her as before. I always felt that she was very pitiful. People should not be judged by their appearance. This was probably the person I was talking about. So, I pretended to smile and said politely: "

Thanks to you, I am doing very well."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaodie's face turned blue and white, her eyes looked at me with watery eyes, and she bit her lips tightly, as if she had been greatly wronged.

"Okay, Queen Mother, Yan'er's health is just getting better. Let me send her back. I'll come back to greet you another day." Meng Zihan hurriedly said a word to the Queen Mother. Without saying a word, he hurriedly took my hand and walked out.

Walk.

"What are you doing?" I was dragged by him and dragged out of Cining Palace in full view of everyone.

"Hey, what are you doing? What's wrong? After meeting Xiaodie, you are very confused, right?! Or did I talk to her like that just now? Are you feeling distressed?!" I shook his hand away hard and said sarcastically, in my heart

There was actually a hint of pleasure.

Meng Zihan was stunned, looked at me blankly, and said naa, "Yan'er, you misunderstood. That's not the case. My relationship with Xiaodie is just brother and sister. It's not what you imagined."

"What's that like? How many days and nights can the love between brother and sister last in bed?! Meng Zihan, don't lie to yourself." I sneered, not interested in his rhetoric at all.

"Yan'er, I just wanted to help you out. Look at the Queen Mother, I'm afraid you will be wronged." Meng Zihan waved his hand impatiently and dismissed the surrounding palace maids and eunuchs, and anxiously walked around me,

explained.

"Afraid that I will be wronged? Humph, why didn't I know that you were so kind? Have you forgotten who forced me to leave with cold words, and who wronged me over and over again, just for the sake of that damn brother-sister relationship?"

I was so angry that I didn't bother to care about self-cultivation, so I used all the twenty-one tricks.

Meng Zihan was shocked. He didn't expect me to react so strongly. He looked around and had to pull me to Chenhuan Palace in a hurry.

"Go away." I pushed him away, walked straight to the backyard, found a clean stone, and sat down.

"Yan'er, don't you understand how I feel about you?!" Meng Zihan followed me all the way like a follower, and finally sat down on a rock near me.

His words, when I heard them, not only did I not feel very moved, but they were a bit artificial, so I said impatiently: "What do you mean? What a joke. How can ordinary people like us understand what you mean?" The winter sun shines through.

Several pine trees nearby shot down, casting mottled shadows on the ground.

Meng Zihan's patient face finally showed some impatience, and his condescending tone became a little more irritable. His thick black eyebrows knitted together and he said: "Yan'er, how can you forgive me?"

, I've already been so mean, do you still want me to beg you?!" The implication is that I should take care of myself and stop doing it in moderation.

"Hey... Your Majesty, I don't understand. What good thing do I have that deserves a dragon like you to appreciate me so hard?" I glanced at him lightly, and that domineering tone made me feel particularly uncomfortable.

.

"You!" Meng Zihan was overbearing, his macho face finally revealed, and he looked at me angrily, feeling angry for a moment.

"You should stay here by yourself if you want to bask in the sun. I won't accompany you." I stood up suddenly, patted my butt, and walked towards the room where I slept.

Meng Zihan suppressed the anger in his heart, still shamelessly followed me in.

"I asked you, are you bored? You like to follow me, don't you? I'm going to the latrine, are you going to go?" I glared at him impatiently. This man has such a good skin in vain and has such a bad temper.

That's enough.

"Yan'er, tell me, how can you be willing to forgive me?! If you don't tell me, I will pester you today." Meng Zihan resorted to the trick he used a long time ago, shamelessly and shamelessly. He was dead with both hands.

He hugged my waist tightly and buried his head in my neck.

I pushed him away in disgust, this is what you wanted me to say, huh, so I pretended to be high-minded, raised my head, and said arrogantly: "This is what you said, Mr. Chu, please listen to me.

Okay. I, Fu Meiyan, I want to vindicate myself, I want to vindicate the knife I received."

"Rehabilitate?" Meng Zihan looked at me inexplicably, puzzled.

"Yes, find out who stabbed me. I want you to find the culprit." I emphasized each word, my eyes filled with resentment.

Meng Zihan was startled, a flash of panic passed over his face, and then turned into panic. He pretended to be calm in a voice with a hint of nervousness, even uneasiness, and said: "Yan'er, this matter is over, what's the point of it?"

Checked?! Just stop pursuing it."

I clearly caught that look, and a feeling of sadness suddenly surged into my heart. The person in front of me who kept saying he loved me was not even willing to find out the person who hurt me. What is this?!

"Why? Why can't we investigate? I'm telling you that I'm biased in investigating, and I'm going to investigate to the end." I didn't let up at all, I was determined, even if I couldn't pull back ten cows.

"Yan'er, why are you doing this? Do you really want to make the matter a big deal? Make it boiling over?" Meng Zihan dodged and turned around, but didn't look at my face.

"Why should I?! Why? Why can't I find someone who kills me? Chu, don't tell me, you are the murderer." Knowing that he was not, I deliberately said aggressively, my face covered with a layer of anger.

haze.

When Meng Zihan heard this, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He hurriedly pulled me over, his face turned red, and he hurriedly defended: "How is it possible, Yan'er? Everyone in the world can treat you."

If there is danger, I won't do it. Everyone in the world can hurt you, but I won't." Looking at the sincerity on his face, I felt a little funny for the suddenness.


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