Daughter Of Rebellious Minister

When Meng Zixian heard Ling'er's words, her mind spun, and she understood what she was trying to say.

"Oh, no wonder." Meng Zixian thought that Jingfei also paid a price for the Song River. The two were like two oxen, no, separated by a milky way.

Gu Jing City was that very Milky Way.

Meng Zixian suddenly felt depressed and unhappy.

Song Que and Jingfei seemed to have a true love affair. The two of them had known each other for a long time and had deep feelings for each other. For the sake of each other, they were both working hard. Should she let it go?

"Ling'er, let's go see Consort Jing." Meng Zixian said to Ling'er.

She thought that Song Qishen wanted to see if there was anything wrong with Jingfei, but he couldn't immediately enter the palace. Then she would be the first to go.

Meng Zijue stood in front of Quiet And Steadfast's Palace. He let out a long breath, then turned it into frost and scattered it.

"Let's go." The two of them went in. It was a small palace maid who opened the door and welcomed them in.

Jingfei laid on the bed, her face as white as snow and extremely weak. She didn't even have the strength to get up when she saw Meng Zixian.

"Empress, there's no need to get up." Meng Zixian gave the thermos to Ling'er, and quickly stepped forward to stop Jing Fei.

"Only you and Qi He can come visit me at my palace."

When Meng Zixian heard this, she asked, "Lord Song is already here?"

Jingfei smiled warmly, her eyes were filled with sweetness as she gently nodded her head.

Meng Zixian felt upset. She smiled and said, "Master Song sure is fast."

Jing Fei was sensitive and could hear the slight trace of displeasure in Meng Zixian's voice. She looked at her and said with a smile that was not a smile, "Qi He came very soon after she received the news."

"He's always like this. He's out of proportion because of me."

"I told him not to come, but he just wouldn't listen."

Jingfei spoke slowly, her smile gentle as she looked to the side, her eyes empty, as if she was recalling something.

"If you're free, help me persuade him. Don't be so impulsive for my sake. Sometimes, you still have to protect yourself." Jing Fei looked at Meng Zixian and said.

Meng Zixian almost said, "Shouldn't Song Qishen listen to you the most?" He blurted out those words and immediately shut his mouth.

"Esteemed Empress, how could Master Song be willing to listen to me? Look, didn't you see that Master Song would come here soon?" In his heart, you are the most important. "

"This person's heart is on the sharp end. Lord Song will only listen to what he says."

Meng Zixian said leisurely. Jing Fei smiled with satisfaction.

The two chatted for a while before Meng Zixian got up and left. As soon as she left the palace gate, she saw that the rich man from Huai Clan was being carried here on a palanquin.

"Big sister, what a coincidence. Are you here to see esteemed wangfei as well?" Lord Huai, with his hand on the servant girl beside him, got off the palanquin and walked in front of Meng Zixian, smiling as he spoke.

Meng Zixian nodded, her face expressionless. "Noble man is now in the prime of his pampered life. Upon seeing esteemed wangfei, esteemed wangfei will definitely be very happy."

"Of course. If it wasn't for the Empress being ill last night, why would the Emperor think of me?" Noble Huai extended his hand, and his slender fingers lightly caressed the hair beside his ear. He had a dignified appearance.

She slowly walked past Meng Zixian and leisurely said, "Right, I'm not some noble person now, but Wanyi. Please, sister, in the future, remember to pay your respects to me. You have to respect me, ah. Otherwise, sister will be punished one day."

After he finished speaking, Honorable Patriarch Huai covered his mouth with a handkerchief, laughed twice, and then twisted his waist as he entered Jinglan Palace.

Meng Zi's heart was calm as she returned to her room with Ling'er.

On the way, Meng Zixian asked, "She really changed a lot."

Ling'er nodded.

"Did I do it?" Meng Zixian thought of how noble and noble Huai had once been a pampered and wild person, but he looked cute and adorable. Now, his words were strange and full of thorns, causing people to feel annoyed. She guessed that all of this was caused by him.

"Little Lord, don't think too much about it. What's done is done by man." Ling'er consoled.

Meng Zixian was halfway there when the snow started falling again.

The winter sky was dazzlingly white. A large white snowflake fell from the sky, and the snow fell gently on the ground. The snow flew up onto the tree, and the branches wore a sparkling crown. It was like goose feathers, like reed flowers, like pure white cotton wool, fluttering in the air.

Meng Zixian stretched out her hand, and a snowflake landed on her palm. It melted very quickly. "Ling'er, how long have you been in the palace?"

"It's been four years."

"How many years have you been working for Song Qi River?"

"Four years."

Meng Zixian didn't ask any more questions, and returned with Ling'er.

New Year's Eve was approaching.

Meng Zixian and Ling'er cleaned up the bedroom together and prepared the pots and pans. Meng Zixian prepared to go to the kitchen to fish out some good stuff.

While it was still night, Meng Zixian put on her black clothes. After being modified by Ling'er, her clothes had become a lot thicker, and she didn't dare to wear too much to prevent herself from becoming unbearably heavy.

She leaped back and forth on the roof tiles and skillfully arrived at the kitchen. The kitchen door was tightly locked and she took out the spare metal stick. With two or three clicks, she heard the sound of the lock opening.

Pushing the door open, she entered. It was pitch black inside, but the smell was indeed tempting. She turned around and covered the door well.

It took him a while to adjust to the situation. He took out his pocket and stuffed all the meat into it. He didn't dare to take too much, so he left after taking a bottle of wine.

When Meng Zixian returned, he saw a black shadow walking through the Imperial Gardens and sitting in the pavilion. No one knew what he was doing.

She was worried that someone would notice her, so she quickly left.

Returning to her bedroom, Ling'er helped to pack up her "spoils of war." Meng Zixian rolled up her sleeves and put her hands on her hips as she giggled, "Now we can have a good New Year's Eve."

Ling'er smiled faintly. "Yes."

The second day in the kitchen, he discovered that there were many things missing from the food. He thought that this mouse wouldn't be able to eat so much, but the lock was still there and the window sash was also good.

When Meng Zixian heard that, she also laughed for a long time.

On the night before New Year's Eve, all the officials gathered together, singing and dancing to liven things up.

It wasn't until after midnight that they slowly left the palace and returned to their respective residences. Since the next day was a family banquet, Gu Jing Cheng stayed in the Imperial Palace.

Meng Zixian woke up early in the morning and excitedly began to prepare the tools for tonight's New Year's Eve.

In winter, the sky quickly darkened. The scenery in the evening was beautiful and peaceful, with an indescribable harmony. It was especially long and charming. The air was fresh and quiet, with heavy snowflakes falling from the sky.

Meng Zixian closed the door and began to burn charcoal, heat the stove, and eat meat. She enjoyed herself, and took another sip of wine.

Meng Zixian laid on the bed and stretched her body, "It's so comfortable!"

Ling'er looked at her in amusement. After being together for so long, she understood her personality and could only shout out, "Little master, hurry up and come eat something. This sweet potato is ripe, it smells delicious."

Meng Zixian had just gotten off his bed when three knocks came from the door.