I write novels in the East Palace

Princess Huimin suddenly remembered something.

Concubine Xu passed away peacefully in her sleep, and there was nothing unusual at first.

At that time, she took care of her all night without taking off her clothes. She was dizzy and went to the side hall to rest for a while. Because she couldn't sleep for a while, she took out the magazines that she had bought from outside the palace two days ago and hadn't had time to read.

Compared with the first two issues, the third issue of the magazine is quite fancy from the cover, with words of different sizes densely printed on it.

What is the dispute between Mr. Zigu and Mr. Song Xuwen about "sentence reading", what is the explosion of "Thirteen Niangs" comic strips, what is the new work of xx...

She skimmed through all the complicated information, and at a glance saw the huge words with three exclamation marks - "The ending of "Fox Dream" Yin Bingjuan".

She couldn't wait to open it immediately, and she read the short ten thousand characters three times, and finally her eyes were fixed on the paragraph at the end.

Yunmenghu planted a red Yue flag for General Ghost's sake.

What she had secretly guessed early in the morning was finally confirmed at this moment.

The group leader Huimin's eagerness to move at the beginning finally came to fruition in this ending.

In the tragic Battle of Ruchuan 17 years ago, not only the bones of [-] soldiers were buried, but also the king of Ruchuan and his concubine and sons were all killed in the city.Princess Huimin was still young at the time, and was hidden in the water tank by the unbearable princess, and became the only living creature in Ruchuan Palace.

It is because of this that Princess Huimin, who was a clan member of a prince with a different surname and five generations who founded the country, became the princess.

For everyone who survived the Ruchuan War, Marshal Zhongli and his chain armor army were their saviors.

As the orphan of King Ruchuan, she should do something for Marshal Zhongli.

She saw the bonus issue of "Reader's Review", she studied ink and paper, and wrote a book review.

However, halfway through writing, there was a mutiny in the main hall.

— Concubine Xu is dead.

She grew up in front of Concubine Xu, who was no different from her parents and relatives to her.She panicked immediately, and when she got up, she accidentally touched the ink, and the hem of her skirt was completely black, but she ran out without thinking about anything, and was so dazed that she didn't even remember to put down the pen and paper in her hand.

It wasn't until this moment that she suddenly remembered this incident.

"I was emotionally sad at the time, and I didn't know when those things were out of my hands, and who picked them up and looked at them." Princess Huimin put her fingers against the wrinkles between her brows tiredly, feeling a little annoyed.

Seeing her so serious, Zhou Chengyi thought it was something, but it turned out to be just a book review.

He immediately relieved, "It's just a book review, others read it after reading it, so don't worry too much about it." No one can touch him through the vest after reading a book review.

Princess Huimin was still a little gloomy, and her face, which was ugly because she hadn't rested for a long time, was even paler.

Zhou Chengyi thought for a while, then asked her, "What did you write in the book review?"

"I didn't write anything."

Princess Huimin is still very smart. She knows the truth of being wise and safe, and also knows that if the criticism is too explicit, the bookstore will definitely not publish her article, so she only talks about famous generals in history who did not die well, pointing at Sang Huai's insults. A treacherous villain.

Only at the end, he tapped the Yue flag vaguely, calling Mr. Zhi Ge a stroke of genius, and instantly lifted General Yue up.

Ordinary people will not think too much after reading this article, but those who think too much are often those who have ghosts in their hearts.

Zhou Chengyi was very happy when he heard it, but he did not expect Princess Huimin to hand in a perfect answer sheet.

"It's so thought-provoking, it's not good for others to see it." Zhou Chengyi said with some regrets, "It's a pity that the manuscript can't be found, otherwise I must write a letter of recommendation and ask it to be published in the next issue of "Chang'an."

Unhappy that no one got the compliment, Princess Huimin's face turned warmer, and said, "I still remember it, just write another copy for you."

"Very good."

The two of them had the same mentality, but their thoughts were completely different, and the conversation was incomparably compatible to complete an exchange and reach an agreement.

"Sister Wuwu..." Xu Rui's sleep was very restless, and there was a choking sound in his mouth.

It was probably a nightmare, he just grabbed the hem of Princess Huimin's clothes, curled up and got into her arms, his closed eyes overflowed with moist water, looking very fragile and pitiful.

There is still half a child's attitude.

Princess Huimin wiped his tears pitifully, and gently patted his back to comfort him, "This is the first time Rui'er sent his relatives away, he is very sad."

"I can see it." Zhou Chengyi took all the paper money in Princess Huimin's hand, and said to her, "Looking at your face, you haven't rested, you take him to sleep for a while, and come back for me when you wake up." .”

"But……"

Princess Huimin thought it was not good to leave him alone and wanted to refuse, Zhou Chengyi saw through what she was thinking, and interrupted with a smile, "Anyway, I have to stay here tonight, but tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are uncertain. Being abolished and imprisoned, I can't help myself."

"Your Majesty has great respect for the concubine. The funeral must be of a good standard. The next few days will be the focus. I'm afraid you will be tired. Instead of wasting time with me here, you should take a good rest."

"You should really see your face." Zhou Chengyi pointed.

Princess Huimin covered her face, her body was really too much to bear, and finally stopped the stalemate, nodded and carried Xu Rui to the side hall.

Zhou Chengyi was the only one left in the mourning hall, and the night wind was blowing, and he didn't feel cold as he squatted by the fire burning paper money.

Without a clock, Zhou Chengyi didn't know how long he had been watching. The boring movements gradually made him yawn a little sleepily. He held his eyelids and started fishing bit by bit with his chin.

During this period of time, life was too regular, and the biological clock had already been set. Even though he tried his best to wake up, the flood of sleepiness still dragged his consciousness down little by little.

Sleep for a while, you'll be fine.He folded his robe and folded his arms around his chest, slowly leaning back against the pillar.

Zhou Chengyi suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, his sudden movement interrupted the peace in the room, the eyes of the only two people in the room were all projected on him.

Zhou Chengyi was sitting there blankly, looking at the blanket that had slipped off his body, his mind was still blank, like a computer with a lot of background self-starting software, which was restarting slowly and steadily.

Finally, after a few breaths, the restart was completed, so memories rushed into my mind.

I wish Chunfu, Princess Huimin, Xu Rui, the vigil in the mourning hall.

yes!Shouldn't he be keeping vigil in the mourning hall? !How did he fall asleep?Where is this again!

"—His Royal Highness!" A sharp voice suddenly broke into his ears, and Zhou Chengyi finally heard it.

But his expression changed instantly, his scalp went numb, and he only hoped that he didn't hear it.

The original owner's memory matched the corresponding person almost instantly - Wang He!

Wang He, the chief eunuch, would accompany the emperor every time he went to court, standing at the corner of the Golden Luan Hall closest to the dragon chair.

With a wave of Buddha dust, he said in a high-pitched voice, "If you have a book, you can retreat from the court" is the beginning of the court meeting, and a sentence "retire from the court" is the end of the court meeting.

Since the original owner began to attend the court, he no longer dared to look up at his own father's face, but he couldn't show his timidity, so he looked at Wang He's face.The clearest thing in the original owner's memory is Wang He's voice and Wang He's face. It can also be said that in the original owner's memory in recent years, Wang He represents his emperor's father and can account for more than half of the memory.

Even though the original owner is gone now, his memory is still there, and he gave Zhou Chengyi a strong feedback the first time he came into contact with this person.

Zhou Chengyi raised his head, and sure enough, he saw a familiar old eunuch's face wrinkled into chrysanthemums.

But his gaze passed over Wang He, and looked directly at the man wearing a black and gold dragon robe sitting directly opposite him behind the desk.

The man was over forty years old, with some gray hair on his sideburns, his eyes were straight and serious, and he looked calm and majestic. He was reading a book with one hand curled up.

He keenly felt Zhou Chengyi's gaze, raised his eyelids, and those sharp dragon eyes pierced towards him.

Zhou Chengyi looked away almost immediately, got up hastily and knelt down on the ground: "I pay homage to my father."

The only sound in the silent room was the crackling of candles, making the atmosphere even more dull.

Zhou Chengyi didn't know what time it was, and he didn't know why he was here, so he could only glance around from the corner of his eye, and judging from the curtains with the same texture and color as the main hall, he should still be in Ningshou Palace.

"Get up." In the quiet atmosphere, the sound of flipping a book suddenly sounded, and the emperor's tone could not hear any joy or anger, "I told you to watch the night, but you slept well."

"..." Zhou Chengyi, who was about to get up, knelt back silently. He suspected that his cheap father did it on purpose, and he must have asked someone to spy on him outside.

He bowed his head happily: "My son is guilty."

Zhou Chengyi felt his gaze fall on him, and took it away for a moment.

"Okay, get up." The emperor said, "I called you to watch the night because you are the only one who has never served sickness in front of the concubine."

Zhou Chengyi complained silently in his heart: I can't come because of someone.

"Calling me in your heart?" The emperor suddenly interrupted at this moment.

Zhou Chengyi nodded subconsciously, before the word "yes" came out, he suddenly realized that his head was shaking like a rattle, and it might take off with a tube inserted.

He looked at his nose, his nose, his heart, and looked like an honest child: "I don't dare."

"Why don't you dare, even the swans of the royal tribute dare to pluck their feathers."

Zhou Chengyi was not surprised. He knew that the Habayashi guards of the East Palace had been cleaned from beginning to end after the Fifth Prince's incident. In order to prevent anyone from inserting them, they would change a batch every day. Zhou Chengyi had never seen a familiar face so far.

This is also the reason why he gave most of the money to Zhou Chengyao.

The only place he can find to use the money at present is to give it to the twelve prisons, so that they can give some money for food and clothing.However, the emperor had only dealt with the corruption issue of the Twelve Prisons a few years ago, and although he had reverted to his old ways now, he did not dare to be as presumptuous as before.

Zhou Chengyi's current money is quite enough.

Zhou Chengyi lowered his head: "My son is wrong." Dare to do it next time.

"The attitude of admitting mistakes is much faster." The emperor smiled, then stopped abruptly, and then spoke with a bit of dissatisfaction, "What does a dignified prince look like, trembling all day long, raise your head."

Zhou Chengyi raised his head as he said, and saw the emperor turned over a page of the book in his hand, and all his eyes fell on it, "I read a new book recently, it's quite interesting, and it can be enjoyed by both the refined and the vulgar."

"Wang He, do you think so?"

Wang He replied immediately: "What Your Majesty said is true. This servant likes Mr. Song Xuwen's articles above the most, especially "Ju Du"."

Zhou Chengyi: "..." He watched silently as the master and servant sang together, and there was nothing else he didn't know.

The emperor really came after him, but as long as he doesn't admit it, the pot will not be able to catch up with me.Zhou Chengyi made up his mind.

"I like "Fox Dream" more. Whether it is the author's name or the content of the article, I like it."

"This General Yue is exactly the same as my Marshal Zhongli." The emperor slowly exploded a thunderbolt.