The Concubine is Difficult to Provoke: Your Highness, Please Give In

Chapter 12: Cold Palace

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"Oh, to say that, but I'm going to be tired of my eldest sister." Jin Jiuying smiled slightly, appearing to be very polite and replied to Jin Jiumei.

"How can Ying'er say that? I watched that tune. Only you and your eldest sister are the pillars." Ye Zhaoyang walked to the other side of Shen Xin and reached out to support her with the other hand. Then followed Jin Jiuying's words, smiled back at her.

"The prince don't think too much of me. This is not my strong point. I will rely on my eldest sister in a while. Ying'er can at best be Ye'er for her." Jin Jiuying still smiled and faintly returned Ye Zhaoyang's sentence.

After slowing down, he said: "The prince is still in the main hall at the moment. I don't want to take the queen to the main hall. Ying'er suddenly remembered that there is still something to do, so when it's Ying'er's turn to play in the midfield, I will come again."

Jin Jiuying let go of Shen Xin's hand, smiled at Ye Zhaoyang, and said.

This palace is too tired, and I have to keep a smiling face at any time. After only a while, Jin Jiuying's face is stiff, and she is almost a person wearing a smiling face mask.

If she doesn't go out to ease her facial expressions, she is afraid that this family's smile will be engraved on her face like this.

"Oh, eldest sister, you should also go to the main hall, princess Jinzhiyuye, the princess also came to the palace for the first time. If you don't know the eldest sister, you still have to be a little tired and help them a little bit more."

When Jin Jiuying turned and was about to leave, she found that Jin Jiumei was also behind, and then she thought of another way to get her away.

"What a sensible girl, why didn't this palace find it before?" Shen Xin suddenly sighed after leaving for a while.

"What do you mean by the empress?" Ye Zhaoyang wondered why Shen Xin suddenly sighed, so he asked.

In fact, he knew that Shen Xin had never liked Jin Jiuying very much. Just like Jin Jiuying's father, Jin Zhe, he thought that a woman practicing martial arts was just a mess.

"She is afraid that you will leave the hall privately, be misunderstood by the minister, and let your father blame him, so that you can help the palace into the hall. When the time comes, the emperor, or the minister, will not only blame you, but will also say that you are a good and filial emperor. Yang Yang, you can understand Ren Jia Ying'er's painstaking efforts."

Shen Xin had completely misunderstood Jin Jiuying's purpose, and even thought she was helping Ye Zhaoyang, and her affection for Jin Jiuying rose a lot.

Of course, Jin Jiumei's complexion on the side was ugly, but she was so dissatisfied, she still didn't show her face, and she was still on the side in line with Shen Xin said: "The queen is too right. The second sister has always been so sensible, at home, at home. All of her elders praise her so much."

"I know, mother, you finally know that Ying'er is a good girl." Ye Zhaoyang and Shen Xin didn't turn around, they just said what was in their hearts, but forgot that there is a Jin Jiumei next to her, maybe she is regarded as her. Let's kill one's own person.

But that's right, after all, she is Jin Jiuying's relatives, who would have thought that the goodness of the two is only superficial.

At night, like a big boundless black iron pot, it buckled down from the top, buckling the whole earth to the bottom of the pot.

The sky can't see whether there are stars, the dark sky is a curtain woven by dark clouds, or it is blocked by something unknown.

In this dark night, the surroundings were quiet and terrible, and the unique palace was filled with joyful atmosphere, and it was dotted with various colorful lanterns everywhere.

"It's not appropriate to hide here alone on such a festive day, right?"

Leaving Shenxin and their Jin Jiuying, around the garden, came to a hill behind the harem.

There is a protruding rock on the mountain, which is far from the mountain. Lying on it, you can look up at the sky, and you can see the sky completely. Standing on it and looking down, you can see the entire palace, even half of the emperor. The city has a panoramic view.

And when Jin Jiuying came, there was already a person standing on it, but he did not look at the sky where the truth was hidden by the clouds, nor did he look at the imperfect palace, but quietly looked at a place-the cold palace.

This is the coldest place in the palace. In the palace filled with joy, it is isolated. There are no lanterns on. There are sparse weeds in front of the house all over every corner of the yard. The large crooked-neck tree, with its branches and leaves growing freely, obscures the house, and it is estimated that it will block a large area of light during the day.

A rope was pulled from the tree with a crooked neck and pulled straight to one side of the wooden stakes, which should be used by the owner to dry clothes.

The house is not as bright and bright as elsewhere, and the faded red paint on the wooden boards in the room shows the eclipsed identity of their owners.

There is a little confetti on the window. It should have been pasted with straw paper to block the cold wind in winter. It was already in tatters at the moment, and a breeze blew by, bringing up the sound of'uuu', like a woman full of wrongs. , In this dark night, crying against the sky.

"The mother concubine was forced to die here, on that tree, hanging for three days before being discovered."

Ye Mo, standing in front of Jin Jiu's shadow, said quietly for a long time.

Although he didn't look back, from his voice, Xia Jinmo could guess that he was very sad and angry.

"Aren't you... the younger brother of today's sage?" Jin Jiuying hesitated for a moment, and then asked him cautiously.

In fact, Ye Mo had controlled her before and asked her to help him investigate the affairs of Ye Zhaoyang and his son, and told him their every move. Jin Jiuying still doubted Ye Mo's motives.

But now I might understand it a little bit. It's just that the rumors say that he and Ye Zhi are brothers. Isn't his mother Ye Zhi's mother and queen

Jin Jiuying was puzzled about this question in her heart, and she understood, because he had called her mother concubine just now, if it was Ye Zhi's mother queen, then he could only be called the mother queen, and could not be the mother concubine.

Besides, Ye Zhi's mother was a queen, and she died of normal illness. It was definitely not his mother.

"We are indeed the sons of that faint king." Ye Mo replied with a sneer.

Ye Mo laughed, but it was also cold and scary. It seemed that this matter really made him very sad, and he was also hostile to his father.

"Is it rumored that your father loves you very much? He should love your mother and concubine very much, right?" Jin Jiuying smiled bitterly.

"This man has always liked the new and disliked the old. There has never been one who really loves him. The only one he really loves is his country." Ye Mo almost gritted his teeth and heard how angry he was.

Maybe it was because I was depressed for too long, and I didn't estimate who was standing next to me, so I said everything without any scruples.

"Aren't you men all the same?" After hesitating for a while, Jin Jiuying sneered.

To put it bluntly, men are just the same. It's not because of his mother that Ye Mo would hate his father and the emperor. If it weren't for that, maybe it was also a group of early wives and concubines.