"What's the use of blaming me, I didn't put that girl in the palace." Meng Qiqi glanced at Sheng Jiayan, who was eating his meal calmly.
Sheng Jiayan, who received two glances, slowly raised his head and said slowly: "If Chunfeng hadn't taken advantage of others and played the draft in my ear, I wouldn't have arranged a marriage for him first."
Meng Qiqi choked and looked at Mo Chunfeng angrily: "You let Sheng Jiayan draft!? You... you..."
Halfway through the conversation, she realized that she was wrong and hurriedly shut up. Guiltily bowed his head: "You did the right thing."
Seeing that Sheng Jiayan noticed Mo Chunfeng, he immediately smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away.
In the days that followed, even if Sheng Jiayan didn't, Meng Eqi could more or less hear the wind in the court. It is nothing more than which minister recommended Sheng Jiayan for the draft, or which minister asked him to marry a queen first.
Meng Qi woke up this morning, and Sheng Jiayan had already gone to court. Not long after she got up, a palace maid came from outside, and it was Zhao Yanran.
Meng Eqi lazily folded her hair: "But the emperor is not here, you ask her to come back later."
The palace maid said in a low voice, "She is here to see you."
Meng Qiqi's hand in combing her hair stopped, what did Zhao Yanran want her to do
Zhao Yanran has been extremely honest since she entered the palace. According to her setting, a woman must have all kinds of martial arts to entangle Sheng Jiayan. After all, she has already entered the palace, and giving the title of a concubine is just a matter of Sheng Jiayan's mouth.
But she is surprisingly honest, locked in her palace all day long, and no one disturbs her.
Unexpectedly, he took the initiative to visit Meng Qiqi today, which was really unexpected.
So Meng Eqi didn't even think about it, so she was brought in.
Zhao Yanran was wearing a crescent-white dress today, with gold thread mixed with blue thread on both ends of the cuffs, and a few unopened water lilies were embroidered. Her hair on the temples was pulled close to her ears, a very gentle make-up.
Not only was Meng Eqi looking at her, but she was also secretly looking at Meng Eqi.
Meng Qiqi's dress cost is on par with that of the emperor. She usually loves a red dress when she is in the palace, and she is no exception when she enters the palace. Sheng Jiayan left her alone, and even asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs in the court to make a phoenix opera peony skirt for her. Not to mention how precious the few pearls on her body are, the ornaments on her head are only worn by the empress in the palace.
Although her eyes couldn't see clearly, her face was still stunning, not half as bright.
Zhao Yanran felt uncomfortable because she was just a forgotten maid when compared to Meng Qiqi.
It can't compare to Meng Qiqi's stars holding the moon, nor her flowers.
"Sister—" She bowed her knees slightly and called Meng Qiqi her honorary title. Then she stood there softly and weakly, as if it was a little difficult to say: "Actually, it's not something else to come to see my sister today, and it is reasonable to say that Yanran shouldn't come to disturb her, but the winter is getting deeper, and I can't stand my sister. …”
"What's wrong?"
Then she stretched out a pair of cold sore hands: "My sister can't stand the cold, the hall is cold and damp, and Yanran's hand hurts so badly, I want to ask my sister for some charcoal fire."
Meng Qiqi saw that her pale jade fingers were covered with frostbite, and she was a little scared for a while: "I didn't think so, can you direct the Ministry of Internal Affairs to ask for anything you need? How can it be frozen like this!?"
After all, Meng Eqi was anxious to call the imperial doctor.
Zhao Yanran hurriedly stopped and said, "Sister is not acceptable. My sister's identity is embarrassing. It would be gossip to call an imperial doctor here. I also hope that my sister will allow me a few pieces of charcoal fire. This winter will be easier. It's not that I haven't been there. The Ministry of Internal Affairs, but... they don't have an oral order from my sister, so they don't dare to use charcoal fire casually."
Meng Qiqi really didn't know that the Ministry of Internal Affairs would answer like this, and thought that it would be enough to explain it. Thinking of Sheng Jiayan's palace worshiping the high and stepping on the low, and stepping on the white with the red, I am afraid that it is like this now.
Immediately, she asked her personal maid to take Zhao Yanran's maid to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and said that the Ministry of Internal Affairs must grant everything Zhao Yanran wants in the future.
Zhao Yanran thanked Shi Shiran and wanted to retire.
"I'm sorry, I didn't arrange it properly." Meng Eqi turned around and took out the plaster that Sheng Jiayan had previously given to her to relieve swelling and pain, and handed it to her: "If you have anything in the future, just come to me directly. "
Zhao Yanran looked grateful, and added: "Actually, Yanran still has an unkind request, and I also begged my sister to stand before Your Majesty for me to see if I can let Yanran go out of the palace after the year. Although life in the palace is good, Lonely, His Majesty's thoughts are all on her sister. Yanran also wants to go outside the palace to ask for a good husband, so that she can be with her until she grows old."
Meng Qiqi really didn't expect her to be like this, and some doubts: "Have you made up your mind?"
Zhao Yanran smiled softly: "Yanran has long wanted to understand, why should you force something you can't get?"
Meng Qi pursed her lips: "I will speak to the emperor for you. As for whether or not it is possible, we will see him."
Zhao Yanran nodded and left. Before leaving, she suddenly remembered something and asked: "I haven't seen Sanniang for several days. I wonder how she is doing? If my sister sees her, say hello to Yanran."
After her reminder, Meng Eqi remembered that she hadn't seen Lu Sanniang for a long time.
When Sheng Jiayan ascended the throne, all the people in the palace entered the harem. Those maids and secret guards who were born and died for Sheng Jiayan all have important official positions in the palace, except for Lu Sanniang...
Since Meng Eqi returned to Beijing, she hadn't seen her.
Just when Sheng Jiayan came back in the evening, Meng Eqi asked him where Lu Sanniang was.
Sheng Jiayan glanced at her calmly and picked up a book at hand: "She doesn't want to be restrained in the palace, so I let her go."
Meng Eqi blinked and said suspiciously: "Really? Sanniang has no relatives and no reason, and has followed you from the very beginning. She didn't abandon us when she was suppressed by everyone when she was in the palace, why is she leaving now. "
"Don't ask," Sheng Jiayan put the book together: "Why did you suddenly think of her?"
"It's nothing—" Meng Qiqi thought of Zhao Yanran's request, and said, "Zhao Yanran, do you still remember? Now she came to me and wanted to leave the palace. If you are not ready to give her a name, it is better to release her from the palace. Go seek a good man."
Unexpectedly, Sheng Jiayan frowned: "Did she tell you about Lu Sanniang?"
Before waiting for Meng Qiqi's words, he immediately said again: "Zhao Yanran can't let go of the palace."
"Why!?" When he rarely had such a strong attitude, Meng Eqi asked closely: "You ignore her and don't give her a name, leaving her there day after day. Are you wasting your time?"
Sheng Jiayan gave her a cold look: "I don't know what she's doing with you. In short, she can't be released from the palace, even if she dies in the palace."
Meng Eqi stared at him angrily for a while, and then said angrily: "If you can't bear her, you can give her a name! I'll bother you every day when I'm in the harem province!"
Sheng Jiayan ignored her angry words and read the book on his own. Meng Eqi was very angry, and went up to remove the scroll in his hand.
"Presumptuous!" Sheng Jiayan almost subconsciously said fiercely.
Meng Qiqi sneered again and again: "Okay, you are the emperor now, and I am a slave. I am presumptuous, I should be damned. I should not influence the emperor's thoughts, I was wrong!"
Well, she turned around and left.
Sheng Jiayan reached out and dragged her, but she avoided it.
The palace maids who witnessed all this in the palace lowered their heads and did not dare to make a sound, Sheng Jiayan pressed his eyebrows with a headache.
"Don't go after her! Be optimistic about her."
"Yes..." The palace maids chased after them one after another.
After they left, Sheng Jiayan immediately passed on Mo Chunfeng.
Mo Chunfeng giggled and entered the door, and when he saw Sheng Jiayan with dark clouds on his face, he restrained his expression: "What's the matter, the emperor."
Sheng Jiayan said coldly, "Go and pick up Zhang Wenbo into the palace, I can't wait any longer."
Mo Chunfeng didn't know what happened, but seeing Sheng Jiayan's dignified face, he had to leave the palace in a hurry that night and go to Zhang Ge's hometown.
On the second day, there was a major incident in the court. Someone sent a secret letter to various ministers' homes. The letter clearly explained how the famous Meng mansion had colluded with the enemy and betrayed the country, and colluded with the imperial concubine in the palace to deceive the emperor in the name of the elephant. The most important thing is that the orphan of Meng Mansion was in the palace, and the letter pointed at Meng Qiqi. The ministers jointly petitioned, forcing Sheng Jiayan to impose a heavy punishment on Meng Qiqi to comfort the spirit of the late emperor.
Sheng Jiayan tried his best to suppress the public opinion, as long as the matter was thoroughly investigated.
He was there waiting for Mo Chunfeng to bring Zhang Wenbo back, but Mo Chunfeng came back alone.
"Your Majesty!" Mo Chunfeng said in a daze: "When I went, Mr. Zhang Ge had already passed away."
Sheng Jiayan pressed his eyebrows tightly, and everything suddenly deviated from his control.
In order to protect Meng Qiqi, he had to lock Meng Qiqi in the Fengyi Palace where the queen lived.
Meng Qiqi still remembered the silent sound of the door of Fengyi Palace being closed when the palace door was locked.
She stood in the yard, looking up at the gray. The eastern wind blew through the courtyard like a knife, and her skirt fluttered weakly in the wind.
The murderer who killed the elders of her family has not yet been found, and now the Meng family has been charged with collaborating with the enemy and treason.
He must have a headache...
Now that he is the emperor, many things are beyond his control.
There was a chill on Meng Qiqi's face, and snowflakes flew down from above.
This year's first snow was like goose feathers, mixed in the cold wind, and the ice lingered on people's faces with rustling pain.
"Sister..." Zhao Yanran's voice called from outside the hall.
Meng Qiqi took two steps forward and said across the door, "I asked what you asked me to help you... He is not going to let you out of the palace, maybe he will give you a name in a few days, you go back and prepare. Don't come here again, it's really not good to have a relationship with me at this time."
Zhao Yanran seemed to be crying in a low voice: "Sister, you have to take care of yourself, in fact, I just found out where Sanniang went. The emperor executed her for no apparent reason before ascending the throne... Now her grave is being buried. In the back mountain outside the capital, my sister..."