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Leaving the matter of Han's propaganda to Yuanxiang, Gao Sheng'an returned to the imperial study.

Seeing him go back and forth, Jiang Zhao asked, "Why are you back again?"

Gao Sheng'an faltered and said the whole story, Jiang Zhao was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't react too much, instead he said very calmly: "So what, what's on my mind...she doesn't know, I don't even care."

Seeing her attitude, Gao Sheng'an couldn't say anything more.

In the evening, Jiang Zhao returned to the bedroom after finishing his meal. In the yard, he saw Aunt Qingshi teasing the cat with a feather.

Qingshi laughed out loud occasionally, as if he thought it was very funny, Gao Shengan followed behind Jiang Zhao, and muttered in a low voice: "I don't know whether people are teasing cats, or cats are teasing people."

Jiang Zhao coughed lightly, and glanced back at Gao Sheng'an. He quickly covered his mouth, pretending that he hadn't said anything.

Hearing the movement, Qingshi threw down her feathers, picked up the golden beans, walked up to Jiang Zhao, saluted, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty is back."

He eats and drinks well every day, and the little raccoon slave is growing fast. Jiang Zhao has been tired of political affairs recently and hasn't seen it for several days.

She looked down at Jindou, but what she asked was: "Where's Jinniang?"

Qing Shi said: "Just now someone came from the Qingyuan Hall, saying that the princess was crying a lot, so they invited Jinniang over."

Jiang Zhao let out a "huh" and reached out to touch Jindou's head. This little bastard's temper has improved a lot after being raised by Xie Jin.

"Jinniang and Anle get along well." Jiang Zhao said something with his hand back after he finished stroking the cat.

Qingshi smiled, put down the impatient golden bean, let it run away with four little paws, and then said to Jiang Zhao: "Children may not be able to tell clearly, but they know who is sincere in their hearts. Treat her well."

She asked Jiang Zhao again: "Is Your Majesty going to Qingyuan Hall to see the princess?"

Jiang Zhao thought for a while, then shook his head, "Forget it, I'm a little tired, let's go another day."

She walked towards the dormitory, Qing Shi followed behind, seemingly unintentionally said: "In the afternoon, this servant made some cakes for His Majesty, and it happened that Jinniang was by her side, so this servant wanted to be lazy and asked her to help send it to the imperial palace. The study room, but I don’t want her to be so preoccupied when she comes back, this servant has the guts to ask His Majesty, but is it related to you?”

"Auntie, are you kidding me?" Jiang Zhao paused, turned to look at Qingshi, "She sent her things to the door of the imperial study and returned. I didn't meet her at all this afternoon. How could it be related to me?"

Qing Shi said: "It was just a guess at first, since it has nothing to do with His Majesty, it's just slaves talking too much."

Jiang Zhao didn't answer, stood on the spot and pondered for a moment, then turned around and walked out again, saying: "Forget it, I'd better go to Qingyuan Palace to see Anle, why are you crying again?"

Knowing that she was using the little princess as an excuse, Qing Shi did not expose it, and sent her away with a salute.

The Qingyuan Hall was close, so Jiang Zhao didn't sit in the imperial chariot, but went on foot by himself.

When she arrived, Jiang Han had stopped crying, lying in Xie Jin's arms, pretending to be good, but her eyes were still red, indicating that what had really happened just now.

Seeing that the Majesty came down, the nuns and maids beside her greeted her one after another, and Xie Jin also stood up holding Jiang Han.

"I heard that the princess is crying again today?" Jiang Zhao approached, reached out and pinched Jiang Han's chubby little face, then set his gaze on Xie Jin, secretly scrutinizing her to see if she really had mind.

Xie Jin didn't look at her, his eyes fell to the side lightly, and he replied: "I think of the prince and concubine again."

Jiang Han didn't know if he understood her words, so he followed up with a decent expression: "I miss the prince and concubine."

"Yo." Jiang Zhao was surprised, took her from Xie Jin's arms and hugged her, weighed her heavy weight, and said with a smile: "You can speak well now, is it all thanks to your master?"

Xie Jin finally looked at her, lowered his eyebrows and replied: "The Princess Bingxue is smart, the humble minister dare not take any credit."

Jiang Zhao looked stunned, and put Jiang Han on one arm to support him, and stretched out the other arm to grab Xie Jin's hand, but she easily avoided it by taking half a step back.

"Auntie is right, you don't look right." Jiang Zhao withdrew his hand, put Jiang Han on a chair beside him and sat down, and asked Xie Jin: "Who provoked you? Tell me, I'll get it for you." Get angry."

Jiang Han was still young after all, and Jiang Zhao was afraid that she would not sit still, so he stood in front of the chair to prevent her from rolling down.

And Jiang Han was a little timid, with a natural alertness to danger, he just stretched out his short hands and hugged Jiang Zhao's thigh, raised his small face, stared at a pair of round eyes, and watched with Jiang Zhao With Xie Jin.

"No one provokes me." Xie Jin had no expression on his face. After taking a look at Jiang Zhao, he quickly turned his eyes away, set his eyes on Jiang Han, and said softly, "It's just that there are some things I can't figure out."

Jiang Zhao asked suspiciously, "Is there something that I can't figure out? Can you tell me?"

"Don't ask, Your Majesty." Xie Jin looked a little cold, and her voice was not as gentle as usual. She even added: "It has nothing to do with Your Majesty."

Jiang Zhao's expression also turned cold, and neither of them spoke for a while, only Jiang Han, looking at this and that, made some curious babbling sounds.

After a long time, Jiang Zhao spoke again, questioning in his tone: "It's related to Yuan Qi again?"

Xie Jin didn't answer, neither admitted nor denied, but in Jiang Zhao's eyes, Xie Jin's attitude was no different from acquiescing, and she couldn't help being angry, and her hands hidden under her sleeves were also clenched into fists.

But she tried not to lose her temper with Xie Jin, closed her eyes to calm down, opened them again, and broke Jiang Han's little hand on her lap, and left without saying a word.

Jiang Han blinked and shouted innocently: "Sister Huang."

Xie Jin looked at her, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and Jiang Han called to her again: "Master."

The little girl doesn't stutter very much now, but because she is young, she can't speak clearly, and her baby voice sounds like she is acting like a baby.

It wasn't Xie Jin who taught her to call the word "Master" at first, but Jiang Zhao.

Jiang Han is indeed not a dull child, but she doesn't like to speak. Jiang Zhao taught her to call people, and she didn't speak a few times, so she gave up and left.

As a result, not long after she left, when Xie Jin squatted down to talk to Jiang Han, the little girl shyly opened her mouth and called her in a low voice: "Master...Master..."

Now she can call out these two words very smoothly. Normally Xie Jin would respond quickly when he heard it, but this time he ignored her and just stared at her with distracted eyes.

Jiang Han jumped off the chair carefully, ran up to her with small steps, raised his chin, grinned silly, and called out very crisply: "Master!"

Finally received a response this time, Xie Jin reached out to touch the top of her hair and rubbed it gently twice.

Gao Shengan stood guard at the door, seeing Jiang Zhao coming out angrily after a while, he was curious but did not dare to ask questions, let alone talk to her at this time, so he followed her step by step.

Jiang Zhao didn't go back to the bedroom, but went to the martial arts hall.

The emperor pays attention to both civil and martial arts. There is a martial arts hall in the palace, in which there are left and right school lieutenants and fourth-rank military officers. Although they are not considered important official positions, they do not have the right to lead troops. But in terms of rank, he is one level higher than the imperial guards, and in terms of relationship, he belongs to the emperor's confidant, so the position of captain of the Yanwu Hall can be regarded as a sweet potato for fame and fortune.

Chang Dongling was in charge of the left captain of the Yanwu Hall.

But now that it was getting late and Chang Dongling had already lowered the value, Jiang Zhao changed his clothes and fought against the wooden sandbag by himself. Although he was not as flexible as Chang Dongling and could release water properly, he was still sweating a lot.

Seeing her coming down from the martial arts stage, Gao Sheng'an quickly moved up with a towel in one hand and a teacup in the other.

When Jiang Zhao was drinking tea, he tidied her clothes and wiped her sweat. He was in a hurry, and he didn't forget to flatter him. He praised: "Your Majesty is proficient in everything. , is indeed the contemporary Yao and Shun, who practice martial arts is also superb, reaching the pinnacle, comparable to martial arts masters!"

This bragging caught Jiang Zhao off guard and choked, almost spitting out the tea that had entered his mouth.

Gao Sheng'an was shocked, knowing that he had almost caused trouble, he knelt down and slapped his mouth several times, begging His Majesty to spare his life.

Jiang Zhao glared at him angrily, and said impatiently: "It's almost done, get up."

Gao Shengan laughed twice and got up from the ground.

He just wanted to make Jiang Zhao happy, and he would rather suffer a few boards for being stupid, but he didn't expect Jiang Zhao to see it, and he didn't intend to punish him.

Jiang Zhao changed into a vigorous outfit when he arrived at the Martial Arts Hall. The black and blue color scheme, with narrow sleeves and bunts, made him look taller and taller.

She took the towel from Gao Sheng'an's hand to wipe off her sweat, and simply sat on the short ladder of the martial arts platform, and asked Gao Sheng'an to pour another cup of warm tea, and drank it with her head raised.

Gao Sheng'an was two steps lower than her, sitting at her feet, and asked cautiously, "Your Majesty is in a bad mood?"

Jiang Zhao squinted at him, snorted coldly, "Ask the question knowingly."

"Master Xie is in a bad mood, which makes His Majesty also in a bad mood. Did His Majesty ask clearly why she is in a bad mood?" Gao Sheng'an asked again.

When it came to this, Jiang Zhao panicked again, and said casually, "How do I know why she is in a bad mood? The left and right are just for Yuan Qi, I asked her, and she didn't deny it, so why should I bother myself?"

"Your Majesty made a rash judgment, but the servant thinks that it probably has nothing to do with Guard Yuan."

"How to say?"

Seeing Gao Sheng'an's look of an old god, Jiang Zhao was also aroused by him and couldn't help asking.

Seeing him stretching out his hand to stroke his non-existent beard, still squinting his eyes and pretending to be unfathomable, Jiang Zhao simply kicked over, glaring at him and said: "If you play tricks again, I'll send you to the Laundry Bureau to wash clothes .”

As expected, Gao Sheng'an immediately became honest, smiled obsequiously, and hinted: "Didn't Qingshi also say that Mr. Xie went to the Imperial Study Room, and only after he went back did he have something on his mind. This is obviously only related to His Majesty, how can it be related to Yuan Yuan?" What about the guards?"

"But I haven't seen her at all, so how could I offend her?" Jiang Zhao frowned puzzled.

Gao Sheng'an sighed, a little resentful and said: "Your Majesty, didn't the servant report to you at that time?

You also said that Mrs. Xie doesn't care, but doesn't that just mean that she actually cares? "

Jiang Zhao probably understood Gao Sheng'an's meaning, and couldn't help but kicked him again, "You mean to say that she showed my face because of Zhao Chengming?

Eunuch Gao, you have spent most of your life in the palace, and you have cultivated yourself into a spirit. Why do you become more and more confused as you get older? "

"What do you mean Your Majesty?" Eunuch Gao asked humbly.

Jiang Zhao smiled self-deprecatingly, and said casually: "She used to regard me as her younger sister, but now she regards me as her master, and she doesn't know what I think of her.

Don't talk about the joke that Zhao Chengming made, even if one day I really get married, I guess she will only be overjoyed at me. "

"His Majesty……"

"okay."

What Gao Shengan wanted to say was interrupted by Jiang Zhao waving, "I know her better than you."

As soon as these words came out, Gao Sheng'an had no choice but to say: "Then there is probably another reason besides this."

Jiang Zhao looked down at him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the reason?"

Gao Sheng'an looked left and right, lowered his voice and said, "That's the one...Tianguishuizhi..."

Before Jiang Zhao stretched out his foot to kick someone again, Gao Sheng'an resolutely turned over and avoided, knelt on the ground and explained repeatedly: "Your Majesty, don't be angry, what are you fussing about with a slave eunuch?

The servant just felt that, according to Mr. Xie's temperament, he probably wouldn't just love to make people look bad, let alone his Majesty.After much deliberation, this is probably the only possibility, after all...women, let alone thank you, Your Majesty, you yourself are still..."

Before he finished speaking, he lay on the ground and smacked his head twice to show his loyalty.

Jiang Zhao stood up, threw the handkerchief in his hand aside, pointed at Gao Sheng and said, "You'd better pray that your guess is right, or I'll have to deal with you when I turn around!"

After being threatened, Gao Sheng'an was so regretful that his intestines were green, and before he had time to howl, he saw that Jiang Zhao didn't change his clothes, and disappeared in front of him in a few strides.

"My mouth, what a lot of mistakes I said, meddling in my own business!"

Gao Sheng'an couldn't tell, he raised his hand to look at it, closed his eyes, and slapped himself hard.

The author has something to say:

The chief executive is not a pervert! ~It’s just that after being a eunuch for a long time, there is no gender concept. As a qualified all-round nanny, she still has a wide range of knowledge...

And Xiao Jiang, don't brag, you really don't know your sister very well.