On the right, the prime minister in a dark golden robe stood up.
"His Majesty Qizou, yesterday, a werewolf man who looked very similar to your Majesty broke into the palace and was outnumbered. He was taken to the prison by the guards. However, two hours later, he escaped from prison."
Jin Li listened quietly, her heartbeat rushing.
She looked at the prime minister Dan, her phoenix eyes gleaming, shining bright light...
Did Kang Heng come to rescue her? Yu Lansi must have asked him to come.
In this lifetime, Yu Lansi and Xuanyuanyi died early, and Nangongke followed her death to the next life.
Yes, I am afraid that only Kang Heng can cross here.
The prime minister continued, "But, strangely, this person did not escape, but broke into the courthouse. Because he claimed to be the emperor's next life, he insisted on begging to see the emperor and the empress, so the courtier could only bring him into the palace. "
Kang Heng was shocked, hesitant, and suspicious.
The weak woman in her arms suddenly leaned forward and fell off the dragon chair.
She moved, slurred and yelled as hard as she could, "Xuan... Xuan..."
Kang Heng on the dragon chair looked down at her, frowning, desperate for life.
He didn't help her right away, because only in this way could he really see how much she hated him, how much she wanted to leave him, how much she hated him.
In such a struggling posture, she crawled without hands and feet, as if she was about to get out of the beauty snake that drove her shell, and stabbed him viciously and mercilessly.
She didn't know how much manpower and material resources he spent in order to get her back, nor did he know how much effort he spent in suppressing public grievances and rebuilding the palace in order to keep her away from the situation!
He was angry, and the violent fire raged in his chest and burst into the sky.
However, thinking of the scene when Su Jingqi killed her on that day, he took a deep breath and suppressed his anger again.
Her gentleness, calmness, love, devotion, firmly entrenched in her heart, no one can replace, he can not give up on her like this.
Your Majesty Dan, a hundred officials who are good at observing words and behaviors were frightened, bowed their heads and knelt in fear.
The magnificent hall was momentarily silent, and the needles dropped.
Jin Li lay on the carpet and suddenly realized. The queen herself is just a pleasing foil, even if she exhausts all her energy to say the word, the weight is as light as a feather.
She struggled hard, twisted her body, and looked up at the man on the dragon chair.
Kang Heng got up and squatted down.
"If the queen wants to see him, just give me a look, it doesn't have to be. You look like you, make me... very sad!"
Is it sad? All she saw in his eyes was disappointment.
He thought that if he rescued her, his mistakes would be smoothed out
She has always been scared, and the beautiful love with Yu Lansi is a beautiful dream.
Now thanks to him, it really is.
He forced her to stay here, which is equivalent to killing her again!
Therefore, she will only hate him more and hate him more than before.
He hugged her back to the dragon chair, still embracing her, as if nothing had happened before, only coldly commanded, "Retreat!"
Then, he whispered in her ear, "I see him personally. I'm sure he won't hurt you. It's not too late for you to see him again."
Jin Li wanted to cry without tears, was picked up by him, and placed on the beauty couch in the inner hall.
However, after he sat back on the dragon chair, the prime minister returned in fear.
"Your Majesty, it's not good, that person... is not in the minister's carriage."
"Aiqing meant that he used this trick to hide in the deep palace?"
"Come on, drag the prime minister down, and blame it for thirty. If that person dares to hurt the queen, wait for you to copy it!"
After Kang Heng finished speaking, he got up gloomily, walked out of the hall, and immediately ordered the guards to search closely.
The prime minister was dragged out by two guards.
At noon, in the painting hall of Shanggong Bureau, an elegant man in a blue robe came out and discussed in groups how to design and paint the summer dress of the empress.
Finally, a painter who left the painting hall was suddenly covered with his mouth and nose. There was a sudden blow on the back of the neck, and his body suddenly collapsed.
Kang Heng was dressed in sterling silver chains. Because of his long fights and fights, his robe was stained with blood, sweat, and mud, all mixed up and dirty.
The thought of seeing Jinli finally made him full of energy. He quickly took off the painter's robe, rushed into the room of the painting hall, broke the chains, washed his body with water, and put on the painter's robe again. Take out the disguise mask given to him by Nangong Ke from his dirty robe, trim it slightly and cut it on his face.
After lunch, the table was put on the table. It is rare that Kang Heng was not sitting aside, but six court ladies surrounded the table.
Jin Li heard the sound of the guard running back and forth under the palace corridor, guessing that something was wrong, and silently ate the food the palace maid brought to her lips.
Outside the door, a little eunuch came in with a picture clip.
"Niangniang, the painter of the Shangfu Bureau is asking to see you outside. However, the emperor has ordered that no man is allowed to approach the empress Niangniang. Therefore, he begged the slave to present the summer clothes he painted by himself. If the Niangniang is dissatisfied, He will modify it immediately."
Jiu Painter? Jin Li's heart moved slightly, and she hurriedly raised her head to look at the maid who was feeding, and motioned for her to take the picture clip.
The palace lady hurriedly put down the chopsticks and spoons, and moved the bowls and chopsticks away.
The maid at the other end of the table took the picture clip and placed it in front of Jin Li, and arranged the three pictures inside neatly in a row.
The six ladies of the court met by appointment, all staring at the painting.
The three paintings are exquisitely crafted, and the lines are thin and neat, obviously by the same person.
On the other hand, the woman in the painting has a clever smile, elegant eyes, and a long skirt that flows down to the ground like splashes of water. The gauze robe is light and the silk robe is flowing.
The six people didn't notice anything unusual, they exchanged looks, and took a step back from the table in unison.
Jin Li recognized at a glance that this was painted by Kang Heng. What he is best at is intrigue. Of course, he does not have the ability to design clothes. These three paintings are all the counties she once passed through when she was in the Yaoyun Pavilion of the Ning'an Palace. Lord Xiapao, these palace ladies, have never seen it before.
But what exactly is Kang Heng going to tell her
After reading it several times, Jin Li found that there were two small characters like patterns on the corners of the skirt on each page.
"Deadly", "Sheng Hua", "Fruit Tea".
Jin Li frowned in doubt, read three words silently in her heart twice, and suddenly realized.
These six words should be, "Life and death, flower and fruit tea!"
She looked to her side, the maid who was always paying attention to her movement, nodded slightly, and motioned for her to put away the drawing paper.
The palace lady smiled and tidied up, and took it to the waiting eunuch.
"The Queen Empress is very satisfied, please don't worry, Master Jiu, you don't have to make any changes."
At the end of the meal, Jin Li sat at the table and did not move. The maid asked her if she wanted to go for a walk. She shook her head and looked only at the tabletop.
After a meal, drinking some flower and fruit tea is her habit.
Sure enough, a cup of flower nectar did not make her wait too long before sending it in.
After repeated inspections, the flower and fruit tea arrived in front of her.
The maid scooped up a spoon and fed it to her lips, and she ate it without hesitation.
The sweet and sour fruit, silky smooth, orange, pink, and milky white, the petals soaked in the water, there is no strangeness, and no strangeness.
Seeing that she liked it, the maid couldn’t help but smile, “I heard that the inmate who brought the meal said that the emperor heard that the lady’s appetite had improved, so he ordered the royal dining room to prepare a variety of flavors of flower and fruit tea. You can get rid of the heat. After a while, the slave and maid will go and bring you a cup."
Jin Li smiled, nodded, looked at the lady of the court especially deeply, and smiled gratefully at her.
Kang Heng led the palace people to search the palace to no avail, and returned to Fenggong to see Jinli without worry.
The lady of the palace silently lifted the gauze curtain, telling Jin Li's actions in detail without any omission.
"The queen drank three cups of flower nectar?"
"Yes, the inner supervisor of the imperial dining room said that the emperor knew that the empress had a good appetite, so she had a lot of food. She was in a good mood, so she drank a lot."
Kang Heng's face changed suddenly, because he was busy looking for the werewolf who looked the same as him and called himself Kang Heng, and
Never instructed the Imperial Dining Room to prepare flower and fruit tea.
Passing through the gauze curtains with twinkling lights and seeing the woman in the golden phoenix red robe sleeping peacefully on the beauty couch, his hanging heart relaxed.
That person, who had the same appearance as him, was a werewolf, what happened in the so-called next life? Why would he become a werewolf and come to fight with him for her
He sat down in front of the beauty couch, admiring her delicate sleep, his exhaustion slowly dispersed, and his heart calmed down inexplicably.
She fell asleep so peacefully, with no hatred, no pain, no anger, and the corners of her lips were slightly curved, like a child who had never been in the world.
The dream seems to be full of joy, even when I fall asleep, my eyebrows are slightly smiling, which makes people look sweet.
If flower nectar can really make her happy, he should have had more lives to prepare. Is it because the people in the imperial dining room want to do meritorious service and spend their thoughts on her meal
He couldn't help but leaned forward, kissed, and gently printed on her lips, but... he didn't feel her orchid-like breath.
He froze in shock, and looked at her eyebrows in disbelief.
Yes, she was still smiling even when she fell asleep.
But... Why is she not breathing
She pressed her white hand on her neck and touched her heart hurriedly. Indeed, there was no pulse or heartbeat.
"Lier... Lier..."
He shook her in panic, called her loudly, and patted her face vigorously. She didn't feel any pain or heard him, and she didn't respond.
"No... Lier... Don't scare me!"
He hugged her tightly and cried mournfully, "Come here, pass the imperial doctor, pass the imperial doctor...Summon two palace people who taste flower and fruit tea to test poison, and all the palace people in the imperial kitchen! Right now!"
The lady of the palace was shocked and rushed out, but couldn't help but remember the empress's gratitude smile when she was tasting the flower and fruit tea.
In front of the majestic hall, another Kang Heng came to the door quietly in a dragon robe. The two guards hurriedly opened the door for him. He went in, turned around and ordered them to close the door.
The vastness of the palace does have an advantage, that is, the sunrise on the east and the rain on the west are irrelevant.
Resplendent and magnificent, the temple filled with pure gold dragon reliefs, empty and cold, breathe in, breathe out, and walk in, all revealing a cold echo.
The handsome body, majestic and awe-inspiring, slowly climbed up the steps, turned and sat on the dragon chair.
A black gold-patterned dragon robe, elegant, cold and arrogant, and awe-inspiring, with golden beads hanging down, a beautifully handsome face, self-deprecating and smiling, but unhappy.
To seize Wang's treasury, seize the military power of Jin Yu and Su Shitao, deceive Jin Li's heart, kill all her relatives, and even foolishly favor Su Jingqi, kill her own flesh and blood, in exchange for such a cold golden sculpture palace, and one A beautiful chair