"Come, sit here. Yan'er, are you feeling comfortable today?" Meng Zihan gently pulled me to a chair and sat down, and asked gently.
"Well, I'm fine." I moved my position slightly and was hesitating about how to speak. Suddenly my eyes caught sight of a piece of folded paper not far away on the table. So, I took it over curiously and saw that it was me.
The picture of the maze that I gave him before had several thin lines drawn on it. It turned out that he had already found the exit. Looking at it, I couldn't help but feel a layer of sourness in my heart, which was very unpleasant.
"Yan'er, what's wrong with you?" Meng Zihan couldn't help but asked with concern when he saw that I was speechless.
"Have you been keeping it?" I pointed at the maze, feeling mixed in my heart.
"Yes." Meng Zihan smiled faintly, his dark eyes staring straight at me, as if they were deeper into my heart.
I looked at the man in front of me with emotion. His thick black eyebrows hung perfectly over his eyes. His high nose was very cold, exuding a dangerous and cold aura. His tightly pursed thin lips seemed to tell a story.
Thousands of words.
"It's nothing." I was stunned and smiled gently at him, trying my best to get rid of the bitter taste.
"By the way, the prince of the Jade Kingdom is coming one day?" I suddenly remembered the business, looked at Meng Zihan seriously, and asked seriously.
"How do you know?" Meng Zihan did not answer me directly, his dark eyes seemed to be able to penetrate everything.
"Tell me, don't ask so many questions." I pulled his arm. In fact, I knew it very well. Even if I didn't say it, he would know.
Meng Zihan smiled lovingly, touched my head, pulled me into his arms, and said, "Yes, I have decided to host a banquet for him. When the time comes, you will also go. Why do you ask?"
"Then, um... have you seen that prince?" I paused and asked gently.
"I've seen it." Meng Zihan answered simply, as if he didn't understand what this had to do with me.
I looked at his expression and felt a little embarrassed, but I didn't like to talk in roundabout ways, so I had to ask directly: "What does he look like?"
Meng Zihan was stunned. He probably didn't expect me to ask such a question, but he was a little confused. Slowly, a trace of gloom began to creep up on that handsome face, his long black eyelashes flashed, and he asked in a rough voice:
"You really want to know? Just because of that call?"
It turns out that he was jealous and thought I was spying on that prince. Oh my god, how is that possible? Who said that women think about things emotionally? I think men do!
"You misunderstood, I was just asking casually. Oh, forget it, I'll tell you directly. It was your imperial sister who asked me to help you find out. You know, I'm a girl, I'm sorry." I just said it.
To tell the truth honestly, I really have no confidence in playing tricks with someone as shrewd as him.
"I just guessed it was her!" Meng Zihan suddenly smiled and shook his head helplessly.
"Who are you lying to? Are you suspecting that I'm spying on the prince?" I glared at him and cursed dissatisfied.
"Well, I have a villain's heart and a gentleman's belly. I do have a portrait here, you can take a look." Meng Zihan suddenly stood up, took a painting from somewhere, and handed it to me.
I gently unfolded the scroll. I had never seen this antique thing so realistically in my life, and I couldn't help feeling a little excited.
A picture of a young man with handsome features immediately appeared in front of his eyes. I don't know whether it was the artist's wonderful brushwork or the fact that he was so good-looking. The young man in the painting has a graceful demeanor, and you can tell at a glance that he is not an ordinary person.
"Wow..." I couldn't help but marvel, and then I admired the artist's wonderful brushwork. I couldn't help but want to meet this young man.
"Yan'er." Meng Zihan called me dissatisfied, and savagely snatched away the scroll I was admiring, with a very ugly expression.
"Okay, okay, I won't read it anymore. You can take it away." I compromised, smiled and patted his dark face.
"Is he good-looking, or is my husband good-looking?" Meng Zihan was not so easily dismissed, and pursed his lips in anger, like a child.
"Of course, you are good-looking." I smiled very vulgarly. Although I have never seen the man in the portrait, he gave people the impression that he was otherworldly and very beautiful. Meng Zihan was all over his body.
Exuding a domineering aura, Meng Zihan appears more masculine in comparison.
"Haha, Yan'er, even if you say something against your will, your face won't turn red and your heart won't beat." Meng Zihan smiled, even though he said so, his face was very happy.
At this moment, I suddenly felt the same pain coming from my stomach, and it was getting stronger and stronger, one after another. I couldn't help but frown, covering my stomach with both hands, and the facial features on my face were painful.
All gathered together.
Seeing this, Meng Zihan hurriedly hugged me and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"
"I, I have a severe stomachache." I was sweating profusely and I was almost speechless.
"Come here, call the imperial physician." Meng Zihan immediately stood up, stretched out his arms, picked me up and walked directly towards his bedroom.
"Ouch, it hurts..." I held my stomach and kept rolling around on the bed, and my clothes were wet with waves of hot sweat.
Meng Zihan had been sitting by the bed, looking at me anxiously, his face was livid, and his frown was getting tighter.
"What is the problem?" Meng Zihan asked the imperial doctor hurriedly, the worry in his eyes making him look much gentler.
"Mother, did you eat something bad?" The old doctor, who was nearly seventy years old, knelt on the ground tremblingly, her old voice a little nervous.
I still held my stomach and remained silent. The increasingly severe pain made me speechless.
At this time, Xi'er, who had just been announced to take care of me, suddenly spoke up and answered for me: "The empress has a lot to eat. Early this morning, Concubine Zhen and Concubine De brought a group of concubines to prepare a meal.
They said they were tonics and forced the queen to eat them, especially the concubine Zhen, who brought a bowl of something dark and forced her to drink it." Xi'er became more and more upset as she spoke.
Meng Zihan's face became more and more ugly. At first it was just green and white, and then it turned completely black. He shouted: "Come here, give me the concubine Zhen and the concubine De." After that, he gave the imperial doctor a few instructions.
He touched my forehead, with a dark face, and strode towards the main hall outside the palace.
"I am here to see you, Your Majesty." Concubine Zhen and Concubine De were suddenly summoned by the Emperor. They came to the main hall almost at the same time and looked at each other.
Meng Zihan said nothing and walked directly to the dragon chair at the front. There was no clue on his dark face.
"I don't know, why has the emperor summoned my concubine?" Concubine Zhen, who couldn't hold herself back, was the first to speak, her proud face dimming.
"You don't know?" Meng Zihan glanced at Concubine Zhen and said coldly, without any warmth in his words.
When Concubine Zhen heard this, her face immediately turned pale. Years of experience in the palace told her: Something bad is going to happen!
Seeing both of them lowering their heads, Meng Zihan couldn't help but get angry. With a gloomy face, he asked slowly: "What did you do this morning?"
When Concubine Zhen and Concubine De heard this, they immediately panicked. They were both too frightened to say a word and knelt down one after another.
"I want to ask you a question." Meng Zihan glanced at the two of them, and immediately showed an expression of disgust, and slowly walked down and walked towards the two of them.
"Did you go to the queen's place?" A pair of sharp black eyes scanned their faces, as if they could penetrate everything.
"Yes, Your Majesty." The two of them said in unison, and they could hear some fear and nervousness in their words.
"Oh. Then what delicious food did you give to the queen?" It sounded like a joke, but Meng Zihan's face was serious, and his cold voice seemed to come from a thousand years away.
Concubine Zhen and Concubine De looked at each other and didn't know how to answer for a moment.