With just one glance, Xie Mingjin's eyes were slightly astringent, but he still retracted his gaze and lowered the curtain.
Cars and horses crossed the street, and amid the crowds of people bidding farewell, Xie Mingyue in the crowd had tears in her eyes and was holding back her cries.
Xie Zhichun, who was beside him, said nothing, but held Xie Mingyue, preventing her from running out to stop people. When the carriage and horses had gone far away from the imperial army, and the crowd gradually dispersed, Xie Mingyue squatted down, holding her knees and crying.
But Xie Zhipur said, "I want to join the army."
Xie Mingyue was startled and turned around, "What did you say?"
Xie Zhipur lowered his eyes and said calmly: "It doesn't matter whose child it is, what matters is what kind of person Xie Zhipur will become in the future."
"It's time for us to grow up, Mingyue."
Xie Mingyue understood this time and had an epiphany for the first time.
Yes, they have all grown up, and they will never and should not let this sister give up even a cent to protect them.
Everyone has their own way to go.
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The palace was brightly lit tonight, and even the palace maids walked with a bit of joy.
Concubine Ling's Weiyang Palace seemed much more desolate and depressing, but no one dared to make a fuss, because the lessons learned from the Qin family's mistakes a few months ago were still very much in front of them.
Concubine Ling was able to gain favor over the years without being plotted by other concubines, and she was considered smart. After observing her for a period of time, she was vaguely aware of the changes inside and outside the palace.
The emperor may not be the emperor he once was.
She didn't dare to act rashly without confirming the outcome.
Then let Xie Mingjin enter the central palace in a grand manner?
Thinking of the night of flowers and candles in the emperor's bridal chamber, Concubine Ling's heart was as sharp as a knife.
On the other side, as night falls, there are five hundred banquet tables in the palace, where aristocratic families and bureaucrats gather, but the Zhongqian Palace is warm and graceful, making it seem quiet. Ming Jin has changed into a light long dress and is taking off his makeup, but through the copper
Looking into the mirror, she saw Emperor Zhong walking in.
Ming Jin's eyes narrowed slightly, he retracted his gaze, returned to the mirror, and carefully took off earrings and other accessories.
She didn't salute either.
Chu Lu walked to the side and leaned against the pillar to watch her remove her makeup. He waited until she was finished before speaking.
"Aren't you going to hold it now? I thought you would still salute me."
Ming Jin turned to look at him, "Your Majesty, you can't let me salute you with my half-removed makeup. It seems even more rude."
"Okay, you can do whatever you want, but you're better off wearing makeup than not..."
Today, Emperor Zhong, who was dressed in the official groom's clothes, looked handsome, but his eyebrows were raised, and he always had a youthful look. After seeing Ming Jin glance at him with a half-smile but not a smile.
Emperor Zhong paused for a moment and slipped out: "The difference between a big fairy and a little fairy is just that."
When these words came out of the king's mouth, many girls were probably drunk.
Ming Jin's eyes were extremely calm and unruffled, "They are all fairies after all. It seems that your Majesty will not suffer any loss."
Emperor Zhong smiled and walked over. He was observing her reaction as he approached.
But there was no response.
She was just packing up the bottles and jars.
Slowly.
"I've earned it since you sat here."
He calls himself me again and again.
Ming Jin noticed it, but took a look outside.
There seemed to be movement outside the floor-to-ceiling curtains.
"The banquet has ended?"
"Yeah, but someone broke in and Lao Yao was beating him."
Ming Jin, who was holding the rouge box with his fingers, turned over the lid of the rouge box and buckled it on the table.
Old Yao is the old eunuch, Yao Yuan.
The previous generation leader of the Twelve Prisons.
Later, because of the prince's resignation, he followed the prince wholeheartedly, but occasionally he would follow the king--Bi Ru Bai Yi Jian Xue Lou when the man was away.
If Yao Yuan is fighting with others outside, then the person outside the palace now is...
"Is Li Baiyi outside?" Ming Jin asked.
Emperor Zhong came over, cleared the table for her, and said with a smile: "I asked her to leave because neither you nor she liked it."
"Thank you." Ming Jin thanked him.
But Emperor Zhong suppressed his smile and said: "I don't like the Lord either, so there's no need to thank me."
"But don't you want to know who that person is outside?"
Ming Jin glanced at him without asking. Emperor Zhong slowly opened the curtain and called her over.
Ming Jin stood up, walked over, and saw the man in black robe fighting with Yao Yuan on the palace wall in the distance.
Xu Qiubai.
"Your Majesty, are you testing me?"
"No, I just think you should hate this person very much. At least, much more than you may have liked him. If you use a marriage you don't like to torture a person you hate, at least you won't.
It’s such a disadvantage—that’s what I think, if you don’t like it, I’ll ask Lao Yao to stop.”
Emperor Zhong was outside the realm of moderation, his words and deeds were perverse, and he did all the things that men would not do.
Whether it was temptation or sincerity, at least at this moment, Ming Jin felt that he was more dangerous than Xu Qiubai.
Ming Jin didn't say anything, just lifted the hem of her skirt slightly and walked to the glass mirror.
Looking at the fighting scene outside under the moonlight.
Xu Qiubai's martial arts has advanced to a greater level than ever before.
Crossing the river with a reed reached its peak.
Ming Jin thought about it and knew that the other party must have made a deal with Fei Wudao, taking over the Guangling Valley owner and devouring the latter's internal energy.
It's a pity that Yao Yuan still suppressed him and beat him.
But he just won’t leave.
It turns out... lies about losing one's virginity and children also have some effect.
Sure enough, he still took action against Xu Qiubai.
Ming Jin looked at it for a while and suddenly sat down.
He sat on the jade steps and watched this scene quietly.
Emperor Zhong sat down with her without disturbing her.
I don't know how long it will be.
Ming Jin finally spoke, "Actually, I have been really moved. Your Majesty, do you know the first sight?"
"It's the kind of person who I find very pleasing to the eye at first sight, more pleasing to the eye than others."
She pressed her cheek against it, her eyes filled with the light shining in from the bright lights outside.
"But you don't believe him, you test him again and again, you want to see his true face, but you also hope that he is real and an exception in your life, because if all the people you meet in this life are calculations, it will be too lonely.
It's like the darkness never waits for the morning. Every time you open your eyes, you're wondering why it's still dark..."
"But after a long, long time, you realize that it's finally dawn, but as soon as it dawns, you find that you can see other people's faces clearly."
"What a clear face."
"It's like I saw Adai's face clearly that day, it was so clear."
Ming Jin turned to look at Emperor Zhong and saw the depth in his eyes.
"Are you angry? Your Majesty."
Emperor Zhong pursed his lips and said quietly: "You succeeded and tortured another person you hate."
Then he stood up, but the hem of his clothes was suddenly grabbed.
He tilted his head and looked down, looking at her tilted face.
In the dim light, he saw the indifference and determination in her eyes.
Emperor Zhong's voice became hoarse, "Xie Mingjin, do you know what you are doing?"
"Isn't it the same with your Majesty? Cooperation is cooperation, and interests are interests. In fact, you also hate the Xie family, and you also hate me."
"But I have to pretend to like it."
"We are all the same, let's live the next life wearing a mask."
Emperor Zhong took a deep breath, bent down, picked her up, and carried her into the inner hall.
The lights flickered.
Ming Jin was put on the bed. Emperor Zhong turned off the light, lay down and covered himself with a quilt.
In the darkness, Ming Jin heard this man say: "I don't hate you."
So he didn't touch her and just went to sleep.
He really fell asleep.
For an ordinary person, sleepiness will come when it comes.
Ming Jin inexplicably doubted all his previous suspicions - this person was either not a man, or he was so thoughtful that he didn't want to be a man.
Emperor Zhong woke up in the middle of the night and found that Ming Jin had arrived in front of the window of the outer hall at some time. Under the moonlight, her thin skirt was close to her body. The window was half-opened by her, and the cool breeze blew in, blowing her hair and skirt. He didn't know it.
Her eyes were so far away that even the moon could not enter. She only saw her raising her hand to touch the flower branch in the flowerpot next to her. The inner force of her fingertips turned into threads and locked the flower branch, making it bloom more and more coquettishly.
.
She is getting stronger and more unpredictable.
Zhongdi, who was leaning against the screen wall of the inner hall and peeking at her, was silent for a moment and shouted.
"Can you close the window? It's a bit cold."
"Okay." Ming Jin closed the window.
In the corner where Emperor Zhong didn't see, she thought of something.
Chapter completed!