Zhai Shihua took a closer look and realized that he had offended King Jin's people.
She was used to being pampered and pampered since she was a child, and she was never harshly spoken by the elders in her family. In today's situation, she panicked for a while.
Mu Huai looked down at Rong Xi who was still kneeling on the ground, and said coldly, "Get up."
After getting up according to Rong Xi's words, she helped Ye Yunlan up from the ground. Ye Yunlan's legs were already weak from fright, and she would stand still after getting up.
Rong Xi whispered to Ye Yunlan, "Go back first."
Ye Yunlan's heart beat like a drum, she nodded to Rong Xi, and then quickly ran away from here.
Seeing that her younger sister Zhai Shihua hadn't returned, Zhai Shiyin went out of Weiyang Palace to look for her, but unexpectedly, her sister knelt on the ground.
And the person in front of her was Jin Wang Mu Huai.
Zhai Shiyin was a little excited, she asked the maid beside her: "Is my makeup and hair messy?"
Zhai Shiyin wore a high snail bun today, and a jade palm comb was inserted into her temples. It can be said that her temples are greasy with slanted clouds.
The palace maid nodded, and flatteringly said: "Missy is extremely beautiful today, her clothes and hair are flawless."
After Zhai Shiyin listened, she walked gracefully towards the crowd.
After walking to Zhai Shihua's side, Zhai Shiyin bowed to Mu Huai in a stately manner, and then said softly: "This is the first time my sister has entered the palace. Although she was taught by a nanny before, because of her stubborn temper I still broke the rules, I hope Your Highness will forgive me, and my courtiers will definitely teach her well when I go back."
After finishing speaking, Zhai Shiyin glanced at Rong Xi.
He felt that her appearance was really mediocre, and he didn't understand the reason why Mu Huai protected her so much. He thought about finding out the identity of this woman after returning home.
Zhai Shiyin kept her knees half-bent, but Mu Huai never let her excuse herself, and kept her in a proper posture.
He stared coldly at the second daughter of the Zhai family in front of him, and asked in a deep voice, "Don't you understand the rules?"
The second daughter of the Zhai family didn't know why, so they didn't dare to take a breath.
Mu Huai raised his head, looked at Xu Ri who was looking at Gao Zhao, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Like a lazy lion.
After raising his eyes again, he looked at Zhai Shihua with a colder look, and said: "Before the sky is dark, you are not allowed to leave here. Just kneel here, and this king will let someone come here to look at you. No It’s okay to know the rules, I’ll teach you today.”
Mu Huai's tone was quite serious, without showing any mercy.
After Zhai Shihua heard this, tears burst out of his eyes.
Although it is winter now, there are still several hours before dark, and the bluestone is extremely cold, she is just a delicate little girl, why doesn't the king of Jin know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade
Zhai Shiyin was about to intercede with Mu Huai, but before he even opened his lips, Mu Huai saw what she was thinking.
He narrowed his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and asked Zhai Shiyin: "Do you want to kneel with your sister too
Zhai Shiyin looked at the sobbing younger sister, and finally revealed her hypocrisy. She would not kneel for four or five hours because of her, so she returned to Mu Huai and said: "...the empress has something to do with her courtiers, and it's not appropriate for a courtier to be here Stay for a long time... "
Zhai Shihua was surprised by her sister's answer, but when she looked at her, Zhai Shiyin shook her head helplessly, and she snorted angrily.
A farce ended.
Rong Xi followed Mu Huai carefully, facing the glaring sun at noon, and walked towards Quyun Palace.
Mu Huai stopped abruptly, turned around, looked at Rong Xi with his head bowed, and asked with deep eyebrows: "Your master is me, how can you let others humiliate you?"
Rong Xi raised his eyes, and saw that the man's crown was extremely expensive and complicated, with a dark red belt around his waist, and nine chapters embroidered on it.
The town is majestic and majestic, it cannot be looked at directly, and it makes people fearful.
Rong Xi calmed down her heartbeat, and replied in a low voice: "The status of a servant is there, and I am used to being humble."
Hearing her mention of her identity, Mu Huai's complexion did not change, and his words were rather venomous: "Yes, a slave is a slave. Although the two girls have no status and orders, they are still considered relatives of the empress, misses of officials."
After speaking, he observed Rong Xi's expression.
However, she saw that her expression was as calm and modest as before, and there was no difference.
Mu Huai frowned again, and just about to roll up his sleeves and turn around, remembering seeing Ye Yunlan just now, he asked again: "Are you alright?"
Rong Xi's heart skipped a beat, then he shook his head and replied: "Your Highness, I will worry about it, this servant is fine."
After Mu Huai nodded, Rong Xi continued to follow behind him, recalling Mu Huai's just words.
A slave is a slave.
Heart like being stabbed.
*****
Emperor Zhuang's health became worse and worse, and he even stopped going to court for a few days.
For the past half month, King Jin Muhuai has been in charge of the government.
He is often busy in the political affairs hall until late at night, and spends less and less time with Rong Xi.
Because it was the first trimester of pregnancy, Rong Xi's body was weak and cold, and she worked extremely hard while pregnant, and was always lethargic.
She has been hesitating whether to tell the truth to Mu Huai, seeing her belly grow slightly, she will be unable to hide it after a long time.
Ye Yunlan prescribed many tonics for her, and even secretly added precious medicinal materials to help her stabilize her pregnancy.
When Mu Huai was free, he would still ask Rong Xi for pleasure, so Rong Xi wiped the pigeon blood prepared in advance on the inner skirt and trousers, and lied to Mu Huai that he had menstruation.
She was very embarrassed, and when Mu Huai saw that she was always vomiting, he also became suspicious.
Rong Xi then lied to him, saying that a woman's menstruation is not smooth and she would also want to vomit.
After hearing this, Mu Huai was half-believing and skeptical.
It was night, it was rare for Mu Huai to stay in Quyun Palace, but he didn't approve the papers.
Rong Xi, as usual, stood by the desk and polished ink for Mu Huai.
She vaguely felt that Mu Huai was very different today. Although he was practicing calligraphy on the gold-sprinkled paper, he was not as good as the neat and orderly calligraphy in previous books.
The ink stain stained his hand, but he ignored it, and continued to smear the ink with his pen.
His hands are long and slender, with distinct finger bones. Rong Xi found Shibo and whispered in his ear: "Your Highness... this servant will wipe the ink stains for you."
Mu Huai whispered: "Yes."
He was standing and brushing his brush just now, and after putting down his pen, he just sat down in the armchair.
Rong Xi leaned over, gently and carefully wiped the black ink on his fingers with wet silk, Mu Huai lowered his eyes, and saw her slender and thick eyelashes flicking up and down.
My somewhat rough palm was being gently wrapped by the woman's soft palm.
He took a deep breath, wrapped his arms around her, and quickly wrapped the woman around him.
Rong Xi fell into his arms, saw the man's eyes were dark and dark, and pulled her hand familiarly towards her skirt, and hurriedly stopped: "Your Highness...don't..."
Mu Huai's voice was hoarse, and he asked displeasedly: "According to the days, didn't you have your menstrual period early?"
Rong Xi closed her eyes, calmed her heartbeat, and replied in a very low voice: "...I don't want to."
Mu Huai chuckled, then clamped the woman's chin, and asked in a deep voice, "No? What do you think you are?"
"Tear -" a sound.
Mu Huai's strength was so great that the silk obscene clothes were torn to shreds like paper.
When the man kissed her like venting his anger, it was rare for Rong Xi to feel angry.
Her self-esteem was as broken as the clothes.
I humbly and joyfully stand under him every day.
She will use whatever posture is asked her to use.
Judging by his face, I am afraid of being killed by him every day.
Yes, she is a plaything and a slave, and she cannot help herself.
She was also raised by her parents since she was a child, but because of her family's decline, she became a low-status court lady, and she was about to be bullied and humiliated by men all day long.
But what she was most angry with was that Mu Huai was obviously a very bad man, yet she actually developed feminine feelings for him.
It's sad and ridiculous.
Mu Huai suddenly felt a pain on his lips, and then there was a trace of bloody smell overflowing.
He let go of Rong Xi, only to realize that he was actually bitten by this woman.
He wiped away the blood on his lips with his fingertips, but he didn't get angry.
Unexpectedly, he smiled unrulyly, with playfulness in his eyes.
Mu Huai looked at Rong Xi, she was always gentle and submissive, but tonight, there was hardly any trace of resentment on her delicate face.
interesting.
Thinking about it, Mu Huai's smile gradually faded, and he quickly lifted her up on the desk.
The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were scattered all over the floor, and Rong Xi let out a cry of surprise at his action.
After sitting down, she turned her face to the side, thinking about countermeasures in her heart.
She didn't want, really didn't want to be with Mu Huai Dunlun on this.
Mu Huai stretched his arms, staring at the beauty on the desk like watching prey.
Suddenly, the desolate and sharp sound of shakuhachi music suddenly came from outside the window, with a hint of murderous intent hidden.
Rong Xi looked out of the window according to his voice, and saw that the full moon was eclipsed by embroidered red, the color of his eyes could not help but change slightly.
Then even the palace people beat the drums and drank loudly:
"—Jihua Palace is flooded!"
Outside the window, the sky is divided into fields, and the clouds are misty.
The corners of Mu Huai's lips gradually smiled, like a ferocious beast soaked in blood, and although his eyes were calm, there was a bit of cruelty.
He finally let go of Rong Xi, flung his sleeves and strode away from the study.
Rong Xi only felt that her heart seemed to jump to her throat.
She got down from the desk, and when she stood still, the window was blown wide open by the howling north wind, and the air was filled with a slightly pungent smell of gunpowder smoke.
Rong Xi clutched her heart, it was still beating like a drum.
Concubine Yin Xian, the mother of Mu Huai, was burned to death by the fire, and today Concubine Li Guihua's Jihua Palace suddenly flooded...
All of this must be Mu Huai's conspiracy.
In order to avenge his mother, he resorted to ruthless and decisive methods, which is understandable.
However, this man's cruelty terrified her.
Standing in front of the window, Rong Xi slowly clenched his fists as he looked at the night sky illuminated by the scorching fire.
She must find a way to leave this man.