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Xie Jin took Jiang Han with her for a few days, and the little girl liked her very much, and she would never let go when she was attached to her.

The Yuxue she gave birth to is cute, and she can act like a baby, Xie Jin can't bear it.

So I stayed with Qingyuan Hall for a long time, until the little princess fell asleep from playing, and Xie Jin was able to get away.

When she returned to Xihe Palace, it was already dark. She picked up a lamp from the Qingyuan Palace, and she was absent-minded along the way. Whenever someone from the palace who knew her came to salute and say hello, she was always slow to respond.

Going around the front hall, she glanced at the emperor's bedroom from a distance. It was extremely splendid and brightly lit. Her eyes were complicated. Finally, she lowered her head and sighed, and hurried back to her residence.

Seeing candles burning in the hall from the window, Xie Jin seemed to have a sense of it, and pushed the door open.

Sure enough, she saw Jiang Zhao squatting on the ground, confronting Jin Dou, who poked her head out of the cat's nest.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, one person and one cat all looked over. Jin Dou moved faster, and screamed "Meow", as if he had been wronged by some great grievance, and rushed straight to Xie Jin.

It raised its front paws and kept pawing at Xie Jin's skirt, muttering non-stop, until it was hugged by Xie Jin and touched its fur comfortingly, then it settled into her arms and let out a satisfied expression. little purr.

Jiang Zhao looked at the cat and complained to Xie Jin coquettishly, his nose was almost crooked, he stood up and gritted his teeth and said, "A little raccoon slave has learned to be double-faced, as if I abused it."

Xie Jin looked at her, and didn't know what she was doing. She was wearing a clean and neat dress, her hair was tied up with a headband, and the heroic look in her eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

It was the first time she saw Jiang Zhao dressed up like this, and she couldn't help thinking, no wonder such a demeanor could attract the hearts of others.

In the afternoon, when Zhao Chengming came out of the imperial study, he was passing by Xie Jin's side. Maybe Zhao Chengming didn't notice her at all, but she took a deep look at him and remembered his appearance firmly in her heart.

The man was in his early 20s, handsome and tall. Because of his good background, he naturally had a bit of nobility on him. According to Xie Jin's previous eyes, Zhao Chengming was indeed a handsome young man with both talents and looks.

Besides, he seemed to have a sincere heart for Jiang Zhao, and he was willing to sell her private property to relieve her worries. He didn't even ask for his identity and name, just for a place. This kind of heart alone is enough to move people.

With such a person coming to Jiang Zhao's side, Xie Jin thought he would breathe a sigh of relief, because Jiang Zhao could be treated like a good man, and also because she could probably take back her thoughts on herself. Even though Zhao Chengming is a son of Zhao's family, Xie Jin knew that if Jiang Zhao really If someone takes a fancy to him, there will naturally be a way to get the best of both worlds.

But in fact, Xie Jin understood very clearly that when she heard what Zhao Chengming said to Jiang Zhao, and when Zhao Chengming passed by her, instead of letting out a sigh of relief, she felt a great sense of loss.

She couldn't tell where the loss came from, whether it was the reluctance to give up her younger sister to others as an older sister, or the worry that Jiang Zhao would encounter inhumanity just like herself.

Or, someone wants to walk to Jiang Zhao as a Ruyi Langjun, and become her closest person in this world from then on. That kind of intimacy is incomparable to Aunt Qingshi and Manager Gao, and it is also the same as Xie Jin. The inexplicable "sister" is incomparable, it is a unique preference, and it is justified to live and die in the same bed.

At that moment, Xie Jin thought about her whole life, which was the future she had never imagined after reaching a tacit understanding with Yuan Qi, and it was also the future she dared not face the most after she understood Jiang Zhao's intentions.

Xie Jin suddenly discovered that she was unwilling to do so.

But Xie Jin knew that if she didn't mention the identity of the criminal minister's daughter, just because she was born as a woman like Jiang Zhao, she would directly cut off all possible entanglements between them.

She doesn't have to think about whether her feelings for Jiang Zhao have changed, and she has no right to investigate whether Jiang Zhao will accept Zhao Chengming's surrender. The house is private, but Xie Jin and Jiang Zhao have absolutely no chance.

"Jin Niang?"

Seeing that Xie Jin was speechless for a while, Jiang Zhao thought she was angry because of her bad attitude in the Qingyuan Hall in the evening, so she moved closer to say something nice, but seeing Xie Jin's face was filled with vain eyes, It's a stupefaction.

She called out, and Xie Jin woke up like a dream, and saw that she had walked in front of her at some point, with a worried face on her face.

"Jin Niang, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Zhao couldn't help asking when Xie Jin wandered back.

Xie Jin shook his head, carried the golden bean to the side of the cat's nest, carefully put it in, stroked and comforted it for a while, and then said: "It's nothing, but since your majesty knows that the golden bean is just a little raccoon slave, don't be familiar with it. "

Her voice is flat, and while she doesn't seem close, she doesn't feel too distant either.

Jiang Zhao felt that she was probably not angry anymore, so he approached her and showed her the back of his hand.

There were a few fresh scratches on the back of the white and clean hand. Although the skin was not broken, His Majesty pampered him with tender skin and the scratches were bright and obvious. At first glance, it was quite scary.

Xie Jin's complexion changed, and he hurriedly held her hand to examine it carefully. Jiang Zhao took the opportunity to pretend to be miserable, with lowered eyebrows and eyes in a pitiful look, and his voice was soft and soft, "I don't know as much as it, but you cat , treat me very fiercely."

"What are you doing to mess with it? It's never serious or serious, and it's not like you don't know."

Xie Jin was a little anxious, and his voice rose, and he took Jiang Zhao to sit aside, looking for ointments from boxes and cabinets.

Jiang Zhao didn't feel ashamed after being scolded, on the contrary, he was a little proud. He felt that Xie Jin, who had such clear emotions, was much closer to Xie Jin than to keep his eyes down and obey the etiquette of a master and servant.

She knows that Xie Jin loves her so much, so she doesn't want to be a king, and there is no one else around here, which is convenient for her to pretend to be pitiful.

Xie Jin found out from the cabinet the leftover ointment that Zhang Yuyi had used to treat her face, moistened the veil with tea, wiped Jiang Zhao's wound carefully, and then applied the ointment. hurt her.

While applying the medicine, Xie Jin couldn't help complaining again: "Although the golden bean has a bad temper, it doesn't attack people for nothing. You must have provoked it on your own initiative. You deserve to be scratched."

Jiang Zhao didn't quibble after hearing this, leaned over to touch her head, and dragged his voice: "I didn't find you when I came back, I wanted to ask about it, but I just stretched out my hand and haven't touched it yet. hair, and got a paw scratched."

Hearing this, Xie Jin raised his face and stared at her, "What are you asking it for? If it could tell you, wouldn't it be a genius?"

"It just became a spirit." Jiang Zhao looked at Xie Jin, and said solemnly: "It must know that I made you angry today, so it vented it for you, so it's not a disadvantage for me to suffer this."

Xie Jin's face was slightly startled, and he heard the meaning behind her words, turned his eyes away, and said softly: "I'm not angry."

Jiang Zhao knew that he had made a mistake, and he had a very good attitude of admitting his mistake. He took Xie Jin's hand and said seriously: "Whether you are angry or not, it is indeed my mistake. I shouldn't question you like that, let alone throw my face at you." look."

After a pause, seeing that Xie Jin's expression was normal, Jiang Zhao said again: "I've already figured it out, what's on your mind has nothing to do with Yuan Qi, right? I was suspicious and made judgments that wronged you."

As she spoke, she took Xie Jin's finger and placed it on the back of her good hand.

Xie Jin didn't know what she wanted to do, so he looked puzzled and looked at her again.

Jiang Zhao said: "I have wronged you. You don't have to swallow your anger because of your different status. If you don't know how to vent your anger on me, then learn from Jin Douer and scratch me a few times."

After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes, as if preparing to go to justice bravely.

Xie Jin laughed silently, tapped her fingertips lightly, and touched the back of her hand, as gently as a caress.

The outstretched hand of Jiang Zhao trembled slightly, slowly opened his eyes, Xie Jin had already retracted his hand, and said to her: "My concern has nothing to do with Yuan Qi, but it has nothing to do with Your Majesty either, so Your Majesty don't worry about it anymore." asked."

Her attitude was clear, and she didn't want to talk to Jiang Zhao about her concerns.

Now that the matter has come to this point, Jiang Zhao is unwilling to force her, so he can only give up and change the subject calmly.

She asked, "Why did you come back so late?"

Xie Jin glanced at the already extinguished lantern that she had put aside casually, and said truthfully: "The Princess didn't want me to leave, so I stayed with her for a while longer, and came back after coaxing her to fall asleep."

"Don't get too used to her." Jiang Zhao pouted, feeling sore in his heart.

Xie Jin smiled, and said softly: "She is still a child, her parents are not around, she is already very pitiful, besides, she is His Majesty's younger sister, I treat her better, Your Majesty has any opinions?"

Jiang Zhaodao: "Her parents are not by her side, at least they are in the world. There will always be a day when we will meet each other in the future, but now I have no father or mother, and I am alone. If you go to love her, why don't you love me more?"

She put her whole face in front of Xie Jin, pointed to herself, and asked, "Aren't I pitiful?"

Jiang Zhao smiled, but Xie Jin didn't feel that what she said was really just a joke. He stared at her for a while, reached out and touched her face, and said softly, "You won't be alone."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and it was Xie Jin who looked away first, and sat her upright, keeping a distance.

Jiang Zhao looked at her, sighed suddenly, and said, "I regret it a little."

"What do you regret?" Xie Jin asked along the way.

Jiang Zhao frowned, the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became, and he said bitterly: "How long can you stay with me? I even gave you to Jiang Han."

Xie Jin was stunned for a moment before realizing that she was talking about going out of the palace.

Speaking of which, since she got the promise from His Majesty, the things that had been accumulated in her heart for a long time finally fell to the ground, and because she had waited for too long, she didn't care much about the waiting time. After Jiang Han, she was taught to read and write every day, and she had to coax the children, and she didn't have time to think about it.

So much so that when Jiang Zhao brought up the past again, she felt a sense of trance.

But he quickly reacted, and said to Jiang Zhao: "People say that the heights are extremely cold, and His Majesty probably feels lonely because of this. Although no one can share the state affairs for His Majesty, if you want someone who knows the cold and hot, it is for Your Majesty." , is nothing difficult. And now that the filial piety period is about to pass, if Your Majesty..."

"Jin Niang."

Xie Jin was talking eloquently, but Jiang Zhao suddenly called her and interrupted her.

"Stop talking about that."

Jiang Zhao's complexion remained the same, but her eyes became a little cold, but she didn't want to do anything to Xie Jin, so she exposed the matter and didn't intend to talk about it again.

So he was speechless for a moment, and after a while, Jiang Zhao started talking again.

"I've been too busy recently, so I didn't call Zhang Shi to ask about your recuperation situation. How are you doing now?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. Dr. Zhang Yu is skilled in medicine, and everything is fine."

Zhang Shi was dedicated to his duties. Since he received His Majesty's edict, until now, he really came to Xie Jin every three days to ask for his pulse. There was no delay, and even the prescriptions she had been drinking had been adjusted several times.

And he is indeed worthy of being the chief imperial doctor. After his prescription, Xie Jin could clearly feel the changes in his body. Among other things, his hands and feet were cold in winter and summer, but now he can feel warm again.

Xie Jin was still very grateful to Zhang Shi in his heart, so he praised him for his skill and kindness, and said a lot of good things.

Jiang Zhao heard it, a little absent-minded, looked at Xie Jin frequently, but seemed to not know how to speak.It was Xie Jin who saw her hesitation and took the initiative to ask: "What does Your Majesty want to say?"

"Cough." Jiang Zhao cleared his throat and said, "I have something to ask you, but I'm afraid it will be too offensive."

Xie Jin said: "Your Majesty was joking, how can you offend me?"

Jiang Zhao twitched again, stuck it to her ear, and asked her the date of Guishui in a low voice.

Even though they are both women, when asked such a private question, Xie Jin could not help but blush, stretched out his hand and pushed Jiang Zhao, looked at her with a strange look, and asked in confusion: "Why did your majesty think of asking this?"

Jiang Zhao didn't say that it was Gao Sheng'an's guess, and he tried to maintain the face of the chief executive, but said: "An Le is too annoying, I just thought, if you are not feeling well, you can ask for leave, because she is still young, and she is very knowledgeable. It's still early."

"Your Majesty now knows that the princess is still young?"

Seeing Jiang Zhao's serious face, Xie Jin couldn't help but tease her, and then stuck it in her ear, blushing and said a date, and then whispered: "I have been here in Gong Zhengsi all these years, there is no need to ask for leave. "

"Then weigh yourself, don't be too tired."

Jiang Zhao felt ashamed anyway, scolded Gao Sheng'an in his heart, and scolded himself for trusting his nonsense, which made Xie Jin feel hot when he saw the joke.

The more he thought about it, the more he lost his face, so Jiang Zhao quickly bid farewell to Xie Jin with the excuse that it was getting late.

The author has something to say:

Xie Jin can’t talk about whether Jiang Zhao is in love or not. She is not a love-oriented person in essence, and her thinking is very simple: Ah Zhao likes me, and I can’t accept it, but because of our different identities, we are destined to have no way together.