Fang Shu's hands under the table were clenched suddenly, and her tugged skirt was wrinkled.
"Others forced me." She gritted her teeth, "I have no grievances or enmity with them, just because I am appreciated by the empress, they spread rumors that I am a dog leg and courteous, and whoever catches hugs whose thigh."
She was a little angry, "Is it so difficult to admit that others are good?"
Does he think the same as those people, thinking that she is hugging her thigh and being courteous
That's right, she suddenly changed, figured it out, and chased him instead, wouldn't it be weird to him
Maybe I was thinking in my heart, she is the kind of woman who loves vanity.
Fang Shu's face was pale, and her grip became tighter and tighter. After she realized it, she realized that she not only pinched her skirt, but also pinched her flesh, which was painful.
"The Jinxiu matter has nothing to do with me." The explanation seemed pale, "She did it first, pushing me into the river and threatening me..."
The voice became smaller and smaller, "I don't know why she jumped off the building..."
Obviously she was the one who was wronged, but it was Jinxiu who jumped off the building, and the rumors from the outside world were not good for her, so he would not believe it, and would only think that she really bullied Jinxiu, just like those people.
"Mmm." He responded lightly, not knowing whether to answer her or firmly believe her words.
Fang Shu frowned.
She is very sensitive now, and can clearly feel that the emperor's voice is still so cold. I don't know if it has always been like this, or because her mentality has changed
Sometimes a thing, such as a lamp, is always the same, but when you are happy, it is warm, and when your heart is cold, it is cold.
When you are suffering, it looks sad, but in fact it has always been the same, and it is you who have changed.
Fang Shu is not sure, has the emperor changed, or has she changed
She looked carefully, and the emperor seemed to be the same as before, with fire in his eyes, and a hint of his own indifference and indifference.
"Why didn't you explain it to someone else?" he asked.
"Someone needs to believe me!" Fang Shu felt wronged, "If a person says you are wrong, you don't take it seriously, and when everyone says you are wrong, what do you do? You will also feel that you are really wrong gone?"
Jinxiu's jump focused all public opinion on her, no one believed her, they all thought she forced Jinxiu to jump off the building.
No one knew that she could still be turned out as if nothing had happened. The mentality of being terrified and waiting for someone to punish her was extremely uncomfortable.
"I believe you." He had known for a long time that she could not be the murderer.
It's just that when he wanted to do another thing, he accidentally thought of something else and tried it out. Sure enough, the backlog of pain was more than he thought.
In fact, a long time ago, she had some thoughts. She was a girl, and she insisted on going out of the palace under the premise that her life was not guaranteed.
In addition, for the sake of the book, he asked Li Zhai to investigate the case of Jinxiu's accident.
At that time, Mu Jin had revealed to Li Zhai that there was something wrong between Fang Shu and Jinxiu. Jinxiu seemed to be bullying Fang Shu. That day Fang Shu was drenched all over, with blood all over her face and head, as if she had fought with someone.
Fang Shu's reputation in Changchun Palace is not very favorable, almost everyone will say something bad about her, but she is not that kind of person.
So there is only one possibility.
She was wronged in the palace, and she couldn't wait to leave the palace. Even if a huge temptation was in front of her, she never wavered.
If it wasn't for an accident this time, she might never want to come back here for the rest of her life.
Now that she has come back, he thought, can she get out of the shadow of the past
There were many times when the atmosphere was up, and it could be said, but she didn't. Obviously, those people and those things had left a large area of trauma in her heart.
"Wouldn't it be better to say it?"
That night, she coaxed him and brought up the old things that had been dusty for many years. She was surprised that she would breathe a sigh of relief after she finished speaking.
He hoped that he could also be the one who listened to her complaints and spoke from the bottom of her heart.
Fang Shu sniffled, and her words became less clear, "It's even more uncomfortable to say it..."
It was like history repeating itself, and the voices of Jingxiu and those gossips were all in my ears.
Snapped!
The tears that had been circling in my eyes for a long time finally couldn't bear the pressure, and fell on the chessboard, and there was an insignificant movement.
Yin Fei saw it, and moved her long and white fingers, wanting to touch her head, just like last time, but last time she was asleep, this time she was awake, so she withdrew her hand again.
After thinking for a while, he said, "I told you that, not because I was worried that you would hurt my queen mother, but because I was afraid that you would accidentally hurt her without knowing it."
There is still a big difference between the two.
"My queen mother is indeed not a good person, but she is not considered a great evil person either."
He seemed to have said the wrong thing and made her cry, crying so hard that he was at a loss and didn't know how to coax her at all
"I know you have a strong sense of justice, so..."
So afraid of her 'removing harm for the people'
Fang Shu cried even more sadly, she couldn't stop her tears.
Instead of worrying about her, he was worried about his mother. There was a huge disparity in strength between the two of them, so she should be more worried about her.
Sure enough, I didn't care that much.
"You have to protect yourself too, don't let her accidentally hurt you."
Fang Shu was still crying.
"Stop doing those things you don't want to do." She was very kind, those things were not voluntary, "you can tell me, and I will help you solve it."
It's too late to give in now.
Yin Fei thought for a moment, stood up, walked to her side, squatted down, stretched out her hand and asked, "Do you want to hug her?"
I remember that was how she comforted him last time, and it should work in reverse.
Fang Shu twitched, and gave him a blank look, "You made me cry, and you still want me to hug you?"
How can there be such a good thing
She is not as magnanimous as he thought, so easy to get angry.
As expected.
Yin Fei put down her hands, propped herself up, and was about to leave when someone grabbed her by the corner of her clothes.
Fang Shu wiped away her tears and whispered, "Let's give it a hug."
He made her cry and was responsible for coaxing her, which is naturally what he should do.
So he pulled him back confidently.
Yin Fei squatted down again, and spread her hands towards her, signaling that it was okay.
Like a small bomb, Fang Shu swooped towards it, exerting all her strength to retaliate.
Severe pain soon came from the place of contact, Yin Fei was unprepared, was hit by her whole body, and fell to the ground with a bang.
The black hair was spread all over the floor in an instant, and his back touched the ground. His white and slender arms instinctively propped up. He wanted to sit up, but was pushed back by the weight of his chest.
Fang Shu did it on purpose, and the goal was achieved, and the sadness in her heart was a little less.
What is the comparison with his mother, one is family affection, and the other is not known what it is, there is no comparison at all, he should put his mother first.
Even so, I still feel uncomfortable.
She stopped her tears when she heard the sound of the emperor suffering from pain. She felt much better, and even hinted at a bit of schadenfreude.
Tell you to talk nonsense, you deserve it, right
Fang Shu maintained this position, as if torturing him, not letting him get up.
A pair of hands firmly pressed down on his chest, under his breath was a faint fragrance of elegance, he looked up to find the emperor lying on the ground, his delicate and beautiful face was expressionless, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and his eyes that looked like glass beads He looked at her without blinking.
It took Fang Shu a long time to realize that the distance was too close, and the atmosphere was a bit ambiguous, so she quickly got up, and jumped out of the distance as if she had encountered a tiger or beast.
"You didn't catch it yourself." You began to shirk responsibility, "It has nothing to do with me."
"Yeah." Yin Fei didn't mean to blame her, just propped up her body, sat cross-legged not far from her, smoothed her messy black hair, and said casually.
It's useless even if she isn't held accountable, anyway, today the beam has been settled.
Be a man with a bit of backbone.
"It's late, I have to go." Fang Shu stood up, patted the ashes on her buttocks, and wanted to leave.
"Wait." Yin Fei called to stop her.
Fang Shu turned her head, "What are you doing?"
The anger has not gone away, I pretended to be generous and said it was gone, but in fact it didn't go away, it was still accumulated, so the tone was not very good.
"Bring this here." Yin Fei didn't mind, and took out a basket of sweet-scented osmanthus from under the chessboard and put it on the table.
This seems to be what the queen mother wanted, and that's why the little brother brought her here.
There's no need to lie about it, and if you come out in the middle of the night, you must have an excuse, so it's probably true that you came to pick osmanthus flowers.
He tricked her here, and he deserved the punishment.
But if the queen mother does it, at least 20 slaps will be needed. Those who are weaker with 20 slaps will be gone. It's not a light beating, but every time the skin is torn.
So let's take it, after all, the little brother is just a messenger, the real perpetrator is the emperor, and he is the one who made her cry, there is no need to blame others.
Fang Shu finally took the basket away, as well as the only lantern on the table, and removed the handle, because this lantern belonged to the emperor.
She didn't take the lantern herself, the lantern was in the younger brother's hand, and the younger brother ran away.
In short, there is only such a lantern now, if she takes it away, let him go in the dark.
It's best to accidentally knock your arms and legs, and you deserve it if you fall to death.
When Fang Shu came out, the door had already opened, and the little brother stood aside, put his hands together, and bowed to her, "Bodhisattva, please forgive me, the emperor asked me to do it, I have to do it."
Fang Shu didn't understand his helplessness, so she gave him the sweet-scented osmanthus and warned, "Don't do this in the future."
My heart is still a little depressed, I don't know why
Maybe she had guessed his thoughts, and she was really afraid that she would hurt his queen mother.
Accidental injury is also injury.
Although there was another meaning, she vaguely sensed that the emperor seemed to have discovered something and was testing her.
This matter was too big for her, and she was so emotional that she trembled all over.
Perhaps there is another point, while he said he didn't like his queen mother, he ranked her first, and then her, who can bear it
Although it is normal and should be, it is still aggrieved.
Fang Shu decided to leave him behind in the future. He ranked her second, and she also ranked him second.
Yin Fei was still sitting where she was, watching her leave. The small lamp in her hand began to reflect light, and slowly, the candlelight as small as a soybean gradually disappeared.
She really left and didn't look back for a moment. Just now, there were still tears on her face in the room, but she turned around and chatted and laughed with others, and left together.
Yin Fei closed her eyes, she seemed to be able to smell the wind and the smell of powder when she pounced on her just now, and felt the weight on her chest, which was very real.
It took ten percent of my strength.
It seems that she really said the wrong thing, she still minds, even if it contains a bit of compromise, it is useless to warm her embrace.
It seems a little serious.