"Since the queen is asleep, I still went in rough, so it's not good to disturb her at this late hour." Ye Zhaoyang made a bunch of excuses and shrugged off what he said at the beginning.
Jin Jiuying had anticipated this situation a long time ago, so she didn't say much, just smiled and nodded, "Thank you, the emperor, for sending me back."
"Ying'er is too polite." Ye Zhaoyang smiled slightly, and then said a little embarrassed: "You are not with Jiuhuangshu now, so I didn't call you Princess Jin. I don't know if you mind or not?"
"The prince doesn't know whether he wants me or not. This name is nothing more than a human identification number. It doesn't matter what you call it.
Jin Jiuying smiled slightly, but didn't mean to mind.
"Then I'm leaving." Ye Zhaoyang was quite satisfied with Jin Jiuying's answer, and smiled stupidly at her, a little reluctant.
Jin Jiuying also felt that staying here still had some things to deal with, and it was a bit bad to offend Ye Zhaoyang, otherwise she wouldn't bother to be polite with him.
But Ye Zhaoyang didn’t think so in his heart. It was just because of his identity. He didn’t say much. He stayed for a long time. He just giggled for a while, and chatted with Jin Jiuying nonsense, and then they said goodnight to each other. Then he left reluctantly and walked to his bedroom.
After sending Ye Zhaoyang away, Jin Jiuying opened the door and entered the room, but when the door was opened, Jin Jiuying was shocked.
The room was dark, all the candles were extinguished, and a figure stood by the table in the middle of the room, quietly watching the door.
Then in the faint moonlight outside, Jin Jiuying recognized that it was Jin Jiumei, but she didn't know it was midnight. She didn't sleep, so why would she stand here
"Ying'er, where have you been in the middle of the night?" Jin Jiumei waited for Jin Jiuying to close the door before asking her.
Jin Jiumei's tone was calm and she also showed some concern. In essence, she seemed a little disgusted or angry.
"The Xing Department is on fire, let's take a look at the situation." Jin Jiuying replied casually.
In fact, the torture department was burned, and it was nothing to her, but some people were afraid that they were unhappy. They wanted to find something they wanted, but they were completely swallowed by a fire.
By the way, the place where the fire burned seemed to be the document department of the Criminal Ministry. Jin Jiuying couldn't figure out how the people who arranged things outside could burn the documents inside.
"What, it's a fire, how dangerous it is, are you not injured?" Jin Jiuying pretended to be caring and charitable, and took Jin Jiuying to look up and down.
"Very good. Fortunately, the emperor rescued me, so it was safe and sound." Jin Jiuying nodded slightly and replied to Jin Jiumei.
"Oh." When Jin Jiumei heard these words, her face obviously changed. Jin Jiuying smelled a sour smell, but out of politeness, Jin Jiuying didn't say anything.
"Be careful in the future. If it weren't for the emperor, you would be in danger today?" Jin Jiumei said to Jin Jiuying with a gentle look.
"Thank you eldest sister." Jin Jiuying thanked Jin Jiumei as a symbolic one. After a short pause, she raised her head and said: "It's getting late. Sister, let's go to bed early. I'm sleepy too, and I'm taking a rest in the room."
Seeing Jin Jiuying entering the room, Jin Jiumei showed a cold hatred on her face, and a vicious anger flashed in her eyes.
However, Jin Jiuying was still at the door of the room, that is, she was covering the door lightly, her eyes could still see the outside through the gap, and she could see the expression on Jin Jiumei's face clearly.
It seems that Jin Jiumei should have found out that she had left long ago. Maybe when she left, she followed her out, but she didn’t show up when she saw Ye Zhaoyang rescued her. Maybe she was a step ahead when she saw them coming back. Ran back home.
It seemed that Jin Jiumei had misunderstood, thinking that she and Ye Zhaoyang had something else, that's why she was so unhappy.
In fact, Jin Jiumei still cares about Ye Zhaoyang, even if she doesn't love it, at least she cares about the queen status he gave her.
After all, the lord of the Sixth House, with one person below ten thousand, this feels pretty good.
It’s just that Jin Jiuying is not a person like her, and she doesn’t do that kind of nasty things. She can design and frame her for a little power, and a man, without her own sister, just to grab this person. But she won't.
Even if she loves whoever she loves, she must love it upright, not thinking that she will not be sneaky and clever behind her back.
Besides, the fire this time burned the entire penalty department. Some of the previous things, whether useful or not, were completely wiped out in this fire. Jin Jiuying passed by the next day and did not find anything of value. .
As for the cause of the fire, it was covered by the fire. All the truth was sealed by the fire. If you want to find out, maybe you can only peel it layer by layer like an onion. As for the heart, the innermost part is the heart. , Or the last piece of skin, maybe only God knows.
In response to the wind, Jin Jiuying began to meditate. Who is so fast? Who knows what Ye Xianping did inside.
After thinking for a long time, but didn't think of any clues, Jin Jiuying was a little annoyed.
How many things did Ye Xianping see? She is still in a coma. Although the burn on her face stabilized her injury, it won't heal for a while.
Qiao Yu said that she was choked by the smoke to her lungs, so she might not be able to wake up for a while.
But Jin Jiuying really wants her to wake up, because there are still a lot of things, and maybe she can know the truth from her.
"Why are you standing here in such a strong wind?" Suddenly someone put on a cloak for her from behind, followed by a reproachful and concerned word.
It was Ye Zhaoyang. Jin Jiuying knew it was him as soon as he heard the voice, but this person was also staring tightly. He just came out, and he followed.
"Thank you, the emperor. I came out for a walk. I didn't intend to come here. So I just stood there." Jin Jiuying quickly took hold of the belt of the windbreaker and avoided Ye Zhaoyang's hand, looking for words of refusal, smiling back to Ye Zhaoyang. road.
"There is nothing to sigh, there are a lot of things that have been burnt, and a torture department will still be built in the future."
Ye Zhaoyang thought what she was saying was true, so he smiled and comforted her.
"The emperor's statement is reasonable." Jin Jiuying replied with a smile, but did not add anything later.
As the king of a country, Ye Zhaoyang will not be a problem to build a house.
It's just that she is not feeling this. This house is nothing to Ye Zhaoyang, but for others, this house burns more than just a few pieces of wood. The contents in it may be much more expensive than the house.