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Chapter 141 I have nothing to say

Yin took Ji Ling's hand and slowly walked to a pavilion and sat down.

The pavilion is a pavilion specially designed for watching archery and martial arts battles. The base is raised and there is a large blue marble in front of the pavilion, which means "step by step". There is a slight moss on the side of the bluestone.

Yin was afraid that Ji Ling would slip on her flowerpot-soled shoes, so he held her hand tightly as he stepped on.

After the two of them sat down, the little eunuch accompanying him came over to fan the emperor in a daze.

Su Peisheng was almost furious. Although he had a smile on his face, his eyes fluttered and his brows furrowed, trying his best to show off to the little eunuch. However, the little eunuch was a real person and didn't notice.

Yin raised his head and squinted his eyes, glanced at the sun outside from the edge of the pavilion, and then said: "Go down, there is no need here."

His voice was cold, and it had been like this for the past few days. Only then did the young eunuch realize that the emperor wanted to talk to Mr. Ji and did not want others to disturb him.

He panicked and almost dropped his fan. He quickly and carefully bowed and stepped back.

Yin raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. Then he kept looking outside the pavilion without saying a word.

He was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his finger and pointed at the target in the distance, and said loudly to the guards: "You guys! I haven't taken an exam for a long time. Show me your skills!"

The few people looked at each other, agreed in unison, and then each drew their bows and arrows.

Each of them is the son of a nobleman, and they have been skilled in bowing and horse-drawing since childhood. At this time, they were bending their bows and firing arrows with heroic postures. Several of them lined up and created a momentum of their own.

Yin looked at it with a look of waning interest on his face.

He turned back to look at Ji Ling, licked his slightly dry lips, and suddenly said: "Lingling, do you know why I called you here?"

Ji Ling shook his head and said softly: "I don't know."

She paused and said, "Why?"

Yin's eyes wandered on the bright moon above her ears, and then he reached out to hug her with one hand, and spread the other diagonally on the armrest of the pavilion.

He lowered his head slightly, pressed his cheek against hers, and then said lazily: "I have been busy with the affairs of the previous dynasty these days, and I haven't looked after you. I am thinking of you, but I don't want to go to the harem."

When Yin said this, he paused, with a slightly irritated look on his face, and said: "As soon as I arrived in the harem, I thought about Concubine Nian kowtowing in front of all the officials and seeing blood, crying and making a fuss, and threatening me.

Very good!"

Sure enough, the conversation turned to Nian Gengyao's affairs again.

Ji Ling swallowed and did not dare to say anything.

She was sitting in the pavilion with her back hunched like a quail, her hands tightly clasped together.

Yin glanced at her and whispered, "Why are you shrinking your neck?" He stretched out his hand and patted her on the back of her neck.

Ji Lingchiliu straightened up.

Yin stretched out his hand and pinched her wrist, then let it go. His eyes fell heavily on the guard shooting arrows in the distance.

He continued in a slow voice: "That's why I called you here."

Ji Ling saw that his handsome brows were frowning deeply at this moment. Knowing that the emperor was upset, he leaned next to Yin without saying a word.

From the corner of her eye, she saw that the servants serving beside her were almost out of sight, so she held Yin's hand comfortingly, and gently kneaded it in her palm.

When I touched his big finger, I felt that it was empty. I was not used to it.

She looked down and then remembered that what was missing from Yin's hand was the ring finger, which was now worn on her chest.

After a long while, Yin suddenly turned around, lowered his head and looked at his own hands, twitched the corner of his mouth, with a faint smile, and said: "My finger was taken away by you."

Ji Ling chuckled and couldn't hold it back, saying: "This is an injustice to me. The emperor obviously rewarded me, so how could it be that I took it away?"

As she spoke, she smiled and reached behind her neck, grabbed the ribbon, pulled out the ring finger little by little, and showed it to Yin.

The silk thread was twisted around the neck and knotted. Ji Ling slowly rubbed it with two fingers and smoothed it out after a while.

Yin reached out and shook the jade ring finger.

The jade ring finger had long been slightly warmed by Ji Ling's body temperature, and it also had a faint fragrant smell.

He asked Ji Ling: "Do you always carry it with you?"

Ji Ling nodded and said matter-of-factly: "Of course I have to take good care of the things you gave me."

Yin looked at her deeply, nodded and said: "Jade nourishes people, and people nourish jade, which is also good."

He paused and then said warmly: "It's just hanging with a ribbon like this. After all, it's not reliable. If you like these, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has just sent a lot of them. I've seen a few that can barely catch my eye. I'll look back.

I asked Su Peisheng to carefully select them and send them to you. Find another good chain to match."

This is Yin's idea. He can reward whomever he wants, and reward whatever he wants. There is no need to frustrate his interest in this kind of thing.

Ji Ling nodded repeatedly, and in line with the principle of cherishing words like gold, only three words came out: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Nian Gengyao's affairs are in front of you, so just be a good person.

Yin smiled slightly, patted the back of her hand, pointed at the jade ring and said, "Put it away!"

Ji Ling responded, raised his head, and stuffed the ring finger into the layers of collar again.

Yin looked at her for a moment, and suddenly said coldly: "Lingling, when I mentioned that Concubine Nian was coercing me, everyone in the harem always made excuses for Concubine Nian, and many people said good things about her, and the same was true for the Queen.

Why didn't I hear a word from you when I got here?"

Ji Ling pursed her lips and said slowly: "Thunder, rain and dew are God's blessings. No matter what decree the emperor gives, there must be a deep meaning in it. The emperor's decree is the emperor's heart. Why bother to say something extra and embarrass the emperor."

"

When she said this, she thought of all kinds of things in the past.

And on the day of Dragon Boat Festival, in Kunning Palace, Concubine Ning pushed down Zhang Guiren so that she accidentally hurt Heshuo and Princess Hui...

Ji Ling said calmly: "To be fair, Concubine Nian is not very fond of me and has made me look bad many times. If I were to be ignorant, I would only praise her for her kindness."

She shook her head and said: "I can't say it. Of course it's pitiful that her family suffered such a huge change, but she embarrassed the emperor in public, and I... always stand on the emperor's side."

Yin looked at Ji Ling without blinking for a moment, and suddenly said: "My Lingling is really candid!"

He paused and said, "You don't talk much today."

Ji Ling said slowly: "The emperor missed me, so he summoned me here, but the emperor is feeling upset right now, so I will just be a gourd and quietly accompany the emperor."

Yin's face was hidden in the shadow of the sun, and now he turned around, his features clear and graceful.

His voice was as indifferent as ever, and he just said slowly: "In this harem, there are many people who are fighting to speak in front of me; but there are not many people who know what to say; those who know how to shut up are

Less."

He patted the back of Ji Ling's hand: "Lingling, you count as one."


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