Ji Zeyu was wearing a black cross-collar sleeved shirt with black hair tied high behind his head and hanging down on his straight back. His jade-like face was expressionless, and his handsome face was frosty.
Seeing Ji Zeyu like this, Li Helan felt a throbbing in her heart, and she laughed sweetly: "Why is the concubine here, is it because I miss Ben Gong?" Then she stepped forward to hold Ji Zeyu's arm.
Ji Zeyu raised his arms to avoid Li Helan without squinting, and sat directly on the rose chair by the window.
Li Helan's hands froze in the air, her face instantly gloomy, "Why, the concubine is here for this matter?"
Ji Zeyu said: "otherwise why?"
"You!" Li Helan clenched her teeth tightly, "Ji Lan, don't forget your identity, don't toast, don't eat and drink fines! You are the only man in the world! Ben Gong is the eldest princess, how many men treat Ben Gong You are the only one who is chasing after him, and you are the only one who frowns when you see this palace, what do you want from this palace!"
"Isn't it what the eldest princess wants to do?"
Li Helan's face was ashen, "You still hate me... If you don't like it, I will dismiss those people. You can't always show your face like this!"
"You don't have to force it, it's up to you to be with any man you like." Ji Zeyu looked indifferent, "I don't wear ragged shoes."
"You! Bold, presumptuous!"
Ji Zeyu ignored it, lowered his eyes and played with the whip in his hand, and said casually: "What was the situation in the palace that day? If you are willing to say it, say it. If you don't want to tell me, I will leave."
"What is your attitude!"
Ji Zeyu looked at Li Helan, got up and left.
"stop!"
Li Helan jumped in anger and strode up to reach out to pull Ji Zeyu's sleeve.
If Ji Zeyu doesn't want to, who can touch his clothes? Li Helan's hand failed again.
"The eldest princess is willing to tell?" Zeyu looked sideways.
Li Helan gritted his teeth angrily, and said, "You came to ask about this palace, but your attitude is so negligent, do you have to tell you when you are this palace!"
Ji Zeyu pulled the corners of his lips and moved forward again.
Looking at his handsome and suave back, Li Helan simply loved it and hated it. After all, they were husband and wife. No matter how many faces she raised, she would still have children with this man.
What's more, in her face, how can anyone have Ji Zeyu so handsome? What's more, his aura is only possessed by those who have been honed on the battlefield.
"Stop, does this palace still ask you to tell you?"
Ji Zeyu stopped, glanced back at Li Helan, then walked back into the house, sat down in the rose clothes just now, and waited silently for Li Helan to speak.
Li Helan had a dark face and was reluctant to get along with Ji Zeyu, so he had to tell what happened in the palace.
Ji Zeyu kept his eyes down and played with the whip, as if he didn't take Li Helan's words to heart.
After Li Helan finished speaking, Ji Zeyu said, "People are locked up without any investigation?"
"It's obviously her, does the mother still wrong her?"
Ji Zeyu laughed sarcastically, and said, "Is someone locked up by the queen mother?"
Looking at Ji Zeyu's expression, Li Helan felt indescribable resentment in her heart, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why, what does the concubine do to care about that bitch! She lives and dies, what does it have to do with you!"
Ji Zeyu didn't answer, this time he got up and walked away with his long legs, but Li Helan couldn't catch up.
"Come back! Ji Lan, come back to Ben Gong!"
Ji Zeyu didn't look back, but quickly walked away.
Li Helan clenched his fists tightly, his back was tense, his shoulders clenched, and he gritted his teeth as he looked at the direction Ji Zeyu was leaving, his eyes gradually turning red.
This is her concubine, and it is this attitude to say a word to her!
She knew that Ji Zeyu cared about her face and head, but Ji Zeyu was so indifferent to her and refused to give her a good face. She is the eldest princess, so can't she find her own happiness? Ji Zeyu gave her such grievances, why should she endure it!
Ji Zeyu hurriedly left the palace of the eldest princess, and his attendants watched the whole process, and whispered worriedly: "Master Guo, will the eldest princess hold grudges like this, if she goes to the sage to file a complaint? Oh no?"
Ji Zeyu didn't care, and sneered: "Let her go."
The entourage knows what's going on inside, so naturally he doesn't look down on Li Helan's spontaneity, let alone such an excellent and proud person as Ji Zeyu? Therefore, the followers will not persuade them any more.
Ji Zeyu turned on his horse, and the white clouds with silvery white fur like silk and satin pedaled a few steps intimately.
Ji Zeyu gently touched Baiyun's soft mane, lowered his eyes to think for a moment, and then urged the horse to leave the eldest princess' mansion quickly.
The darkroom in the apse of Ci'an Palace.
Qin Yining fell asleep with his arms folded. For two days, the Queen Mother only ordered to give her a clear porridge that showed a human figure. Her hungry eyes were dazzling, and the hall was cold, she had no strength, and she was so cold that she didn't want to move, and she was top-heavy and just wanted to sleep.
At this moment, she heard the sound of a chain moving from outside the door. After the door opened for a while, a small servant who looked about twelve or thirteen years old poked his head inside.
Qin Yining squinted at him and knew that he was the maid who was responsible for bringing her meals these days.
The little maid looked at the room, then walked out quickly, and came back after a while.
Qin Yining was a little surprised when he saw the quilt he was holding.
After the little maid came in, he didn't talk to Qin Yining. He went straight to put the quilt on the heated kang by the window, then turned back and ran out quickly. The kettle sat on the charcoal basin and boiled the water.
After finishing this, he finally brought in a basket from the outside, and in the basket were four or five steamed buns with white flour.
Qin Yining looked at all this doubtfully. Seeing that the little maid was about to put down her things and was about to leave, Qin Yining hurriedly asked, "Father-in-law stay, what are these?"
The little maid stopped in her footsteps, lowered her eyebrows and said pleasingly: "I dare not call you father-in-law when the princess. The slave servant is on the order of the queen mother."
Qin Yining was even more surprised. How did the queen mother figure it out? The Queen's temperament should torture her to the fullest before killing her completely, but she waited for two days, not only did no one come to torture her, but even bedding and charcoal basins came.
"Why did the queen mother order this?"
"The slaves don't know either." The little servant lowered his head and said something as if Qin Yining was a beast of a flood, and ran away like a baby.
Qin Yining was puzzled, got up and dragged the heavy chains to the edge of the kang, took off the quilt and placed it in the leeward next to the charcoal basin.
Unexpectedly, a small blue package fell out of the quilt.
Qin Yining hurriedly put down the things and picked up the package.
Inside the small package was a small porcelain box and a note. The handwriting on the note was unfamiliar, the horizontal painting was overhanging, and the font was tough and thin. At first glance, the owner of the character was arrogant and cold.
The content of the note is also very simple, except that the porcelain box contains the ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.
Qin Yining double-checked the note in confusion. The ink and paper were the most common, and he couldn't find any flaws.
She couldn't think of anyone who had the ability to let the Queen Mother let go and order someone to give her something, and even bring the ointment into it. But at least this way she can live a little more comfortable.
Qin Yining put the note into the burning charcoal basin, watched the note being licked by the flames, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Then he felt at ease wearing the quilt next to the charcoal fire to keep warm while giving himself medicine.
At the same time, Li Qitian met Ji Zeyu in the imperial study.