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"You know?" Jiang Zhao pondered for a long time, and finally just asked this sentence.

Xie Jin asked knowingly, "Know what?"

"Know what?" Jiang Zhao repeated these four words, chuckled, and brought out those secret thoughts on the surface, and said solemnly: "I know that I not only have sisterly feelings for you, but also love you." It's about admiration."

Jiang Zhao once thought that these words would never be said in this life, and they were destined to be buried in the coffin with her.

But it was unexpected, caught off guard, and just blurted out like this, it seemed that it was not as difficult as imagined.

With a relaxed expression, she turned her head to look at Xie Jin, and saw that her expression was normal, and she didn't seem to be surprised at all.

Then he became curious and asked, "When did you know?"

Seeing Xie Jin's silence, she said again: "From my observation of your reaction, it doesn't seem like I just learned about it, but I don't understand. Since you already know what I think about you, how do you continue to treat it with a normal heart?" mine?"

Xie Jin finally spoke, and said lightly: "Thunderstorms and rain are all due to your grace, there is nothing unusual about it."

"You think so?" Jiang Zhao squinted his eyes, remembering something wrong with her some time ago, now he realized something, and looked at Xie Jin with a bit of understanding.

But at this moment, she didn't want to delve into Xie Jin's real thoughts, but thought of another possibility.

Her eyes were deep, with a bit of forbearance, she approached Xie Jin, looked at her with lowered eyebrows, and asked: "You went to see Yuan Qi, and your heart softened towards him because you sensed my thoughts and wanted to Do you want to run away from me?"

Xie Jin's face froze, and he looked at her in disbelief, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, but he didn't speak.

Jiang Zhao thought he had guessed right, and felt more and more ridiculous, raised his hand and pinched her chin, leaned close to the tip of her nose, and rubbed her face affectionately, but said in a cold voice: "After all, I am so kind Lie, or you are too fickle, as long as you have more patience for a while, I will pave the way for you, and after leaving the palace, the sky will be high and the sea will be wide, what good man can't find it?"

She suppressed her anger and almost squeezed out the words, "Why, it must be Yuan Qi?"

Xie Jin lowered her brows and felt no pain for Jiang Zhao's merciless treatment of her for the first time. She was full of explanations, but she didn't know how to express them. She just felt that the person in front of her was unprecedented. unfamiliar.

For the first time, she felt that this person was not Ah Zhao, but His Majesty.

Jiang Zhao, however, took her silence as resistance and taunting, and squeezed Xie Jin's chin even more forcefully, but still persisted and continued to ask her: "Could it be that everything I have done for you is Wouldn't it be better for Yuan Qi to pretend to be pitiful?"

Xie Jin didn't want to respond, nor did he want to explain.

She came to see Jiang Zhao full of worries, just to confirm her health and safety with her own eyes. She did not expect to come to this point. Facing Jiang Zhao's various persecutions and doubts, she could not utter a single word of denial. .

"why are you crying?"

Jiang Zhao's cold voice rang in his ears again, and Xie Jincai realized that she did not know when to shed tears, the warm liquid dripped down Jiang Zhao's hands along her cheeks, Jiang Zhao's fingertips trembled slightly, and finally Let go of the shackles on her.

Xie Jin closed his eyes, still unwilling to answer Jiang Zhao's question.

There was a red mark on her chin by Jiang Zhao's fingers. The woman's complexion was fair, which made the mark even more shocking. Jiang Zhao turned his eyes away, and his hands under the sleeves trembled slightly.

This conversation ended without a problem because of Xie Jin's repeated silence.

But Jiang Zhao didn't mean to soften her heart this time. She said to Xie Jin: "The ban on Xihe Palace has been lifted, but since you came to my bedroom first, I will treat it as you like this place. In the next period of time, you will Just stay here."

Xie Jin was expressionless and had no objection, Jiang Zhao added: "Don't worry, since I promised to let you go out of the palace to reunite with your family, I will not break my promise, but you should obediently listen to my words before it is done." , otherwise I cannot guarantee whether your good lover Yuan Qi will be able to reach the border safely."

This is not only a blatant threat, but also a blatant house arrest. Xie Jin's eyes dimmed, and his heart was tired for a moment. He completely stopped any thoughts of defending her, and silently took over all the arrangements.

So after a few months, Xie Jin once again lived in the emperor's bedroom.

After Qingshi received the news from Gao Sheng'an, she almost recited it without a breath, and said repeatedly: "How can she really lock people up? Eunuch Gao, is this plausible, is it plausible!"

Gao Shengan shrunk his head and sighed sadly: "I don't know what the two of them talked about. After all, the conversation broke down. When our family went in to serve, I took a second look. Your Majesty is going to dig out my eyeballs. How dare I say half a word more!"

He thought about it, and tentatively said: "You have more face than me, why don't you persuade me?"

Qing Shi shook his head, frowned, "It's useless, this child is stubborn since he was a child, he really followed his mother's temperament.

She has never been good-tempered, she just doesn't care about it, but once she really cares about it, even if the empress is alive, she might not be able to persuade her. "

"What's more..." Qing Shi sighed, and murmured: "No matter how great our face is, it is all given by His Majesty. As a slave, you still have to be self-aware, how can you really go against her?"

The two looked at each other with bitterness and helplessness.

But Xie Jin herself was neither sad nor depressed. On the contrary, she lived a peaceful and peaceful life.

Although Jiang Zhao put her under house arrest in the palace, Jiang Zhao wouldn't stop her if she wanted to go out for a couple of rounds, but she didn't let out the gate of Xihe Palace, and sent a little maid to keep an eye on her all the time, Xie Jin didn't mind.

Jiang Zhao gave her everything she wanted, such as famous inkstones, pens and inks, rare books, needlework cloth, and some new gadgets that she had never seen before. She even had Jin Douer's nest moved to the bedroom, but Xie Jin knew that she didn't. I didn't like the little raccoon slave very much, so I had someone move it back, and I just went out every day to take care of it and come back after playing.

In comparison, Jiang Zhao, who is still pretending to be sick under the same roof as her, is more like house arrest than her.

The two of them don't know who is angry with whom, who is having trouble with whom, anyway, they get along day and night, but they can't say a word all day long, Jiang Zhao also sleeps on the big bed by himself at night, and Xie Jin is nestled in the small couch that keeps watch .

In the evening, Jiang Zhao turned on the lamp to deal with the stack of papers that had just been delivered.

Xie Jin teased the cat during the day, and coaxed the little princess who was brought to visit by the mother for a while. Jiang Han didn't see her for a few days, and it was very difficult. Xie Jin tried so hard to coax her, which was worse than ten golden beans Tired, he curled up on the couch and fell asleep early.

Jiang Zhao wrote the approval on the memorial with a vermilion brush, and the candle light danced lightly. She seemed to feel something, put down the pen, got up and walked around the screen, and looked at Xie Jin lying on the small couch from a distance.

Only at this time, all silence is justified, not deliberate resistance and forced obedience.

Her brows and eyes are calm, even though she can't see Xie Jin's face clearly, she still feels that everything is extraordinarily gentle and beautiful, she just wishes to turn a moment into eternity, even if she can only watch her for a lifetime from such a distance, she is willing.

But the night is getting darker, and the returning birds have entered their nests, so nothing can stay the same.

Jiang Zhao was about to leave for a rest when he suddenly saw Xie Jin turned over and subconsciously hurried a few steps to the front of the couch, and sure enough, she was already leaning on the edge of the couch, and she would fall to the ground within a hair's breadth.

This kind of small couch is not as wide as a quarter of the dragon bed, and it can only be used for naps at night. If it is really a place to spend the night, you must feel tired and have to be vigilant at all times, and you will fall off the couch if you don't pay attention.

Jiang Zhao leaned over to see Xie Jin, it was summer now, she was only covered with a thin quilt, and a familiar gentle face was exposed, clearly not alluring, but Jiang Zhao Seeing it almost in a daze, it took a while to realize what he was going to do. He lifted the quilt and picked Xie Jin up from the couch.

Xie Jin's stature is not tall, and her waist is also very thin, so she almost weighs nothing when hugged, so Jiang Zhao moved slowly, without even taking a breath, hugged him tightly in his arms, walked to the big bed and put him down carefully.

Her movements were extremely gentle, although Xie Jin seemed to feel something and moved his eyelids, but Jiang Zhao held his breath and waited for a while, but he didn't see her wake up, instead he looked peaceful and gradually fell asleep.

Jiang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his arms and pulled out the quilt from inside, and gently covered her waist and abdomen.

The dragon bed was wide enough to sleep four or five people without feeling crowded, but Jiang Zhao didn't intend to sneak in. He stood in front of the bed and looked at Xie Jin for a while, then took off the bed curtains, and reluctantly returned to the small room. Before the couch.

She is taller than Xie Jin, and sleeping on a small couch will only make her feel more uncomfortable, but Jiang Zhao is lying where Xie Jin just lay, covered with the quilt she covered, and can vaguely smell the familiar body fragrance, just feel at ease Extremely.

So the tiredness hit quickly, and it turned out to be a good night's sleep.

When Jiang Zhao woke up again, Xie Jin had already got up and was washing in front of the dressing table. Hearing a slight movement behind her, she turned around to look at Jiang Zhao with a complex expression on her face.

"Come here." When Jiang Zhao woke up, he felt unwell and didn't notice Xie Jin, so he called for someone to wait on him.

Gao Sheng'an has been listening to the corner of the door. Hearing her calling for someone, he quickly pushed the door open and entered, followed by two little maids, holding things in their hands, and went forward to wait for His Majesty to wash up in the morning.

Jiang Zhao washed his face, Fang Jue came to his senses, raised his eyes to see Xie Jin standing aside, looked away a little uncomfortable, and told Gao Sheng'an: "I feel sore all over, I don't feel well, go pass the two meals after dinner. A medical girl came to massage me."

Gao Sheng'an responded first, and then said Weiwei: "Your Majesty... it is better to treat the symptoms than to treat the root cause. Why don't you go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and have someone choose a comfortable big bed to carry back?"

Jiang Zhao's expression froze, he was really embarrassed, and angrily said: "Why are you talking so much?"

"You talkative slave, please forgive me!" Gao Sheng'an knelt down on the ground and skillfully gave himself a few big mouths.

"Get out, Chuanshan."

"Yes!"

Gao Sheng'an led the little maid out of the palace door in desperation, Jiang Zhao didn't look at Xie Jin, went straight around the screen to the desk, sat down, and continued to deal with the few memorials that he hadn't read last night.

"Didn't your majesty claim to be sick and set up the internal chapter department, why are you still working so hard?"

A familiar voice came to his ears, Jiang Zhao paused the hand holding the pen, and looked up, Xie Jin was standing by the screen looking at her.

Jiang Zhao lowered his brows and continued to write Zhu Zhu, but he did not forget to reply: "At first, I also thought it would be easier, but later I still felt uneasy, and I have to go through them one by one."

Xie Jin said again: "Then what's the point of setting up the Nei Zhang Division? Just to pretend to be sick?"

Even though it was true to pretend to be sick, Jiang Zhao was somewhat embarrassed when someone pointed it out, but he still looked normal and said, "Of course I have more plans, and you will find out soon."

Xie Jin didn't speak any more, and didn't turn around to leave. Instead, he stood where he was, looking at her quietly.

Just like last night, Jiang Zhao watched her from a distance by the screen.