Chapter 97 Answers in the Palace of Kindness

Zhen Tingyun shuddered.

Even if Fu Nianjia's voice was quiet, even if the things he said had passed, Zhen Tingyun could still hear the nauseating blood in his words at this time.

She listened, gritted her teeth subconsciously, her snow cheeks tightened, and even her apricot eyes were wide open, her eyes seemed to have been washed with water, moist and black.

At this moment, she felt as if her whole body was enveloped by that kind of cold but invisible chill, and her whole body was about to tremble—she once dreamed of dying on the street, and she took it as a warning, so she worked harder. Study hard, thinking about changing your destiny.

However, she never thought that this was not just an accident, but someone's calculation.

In fact, Zhen Yiyun in the dream didn't need to do that at all. After all, in the dream, Zhen Tingyun had been defeated a long time ago - Mrs. Zhen passed away early, and Zhen Tingyun was rejected by his parents and his reputation was discredited, even if he was really angry for a while Where can you run away? If nothing happened, she should still go back to Zhen's house in the end, or be sent back to her hometown to get married. She has no chance to see Fu Nianjia, let alone tell the truth.

However, Zhen Yiyun in the dream still started - as if it was the eradication of the weeds among the enemies, and there was no mercy.

Zhen Tingyun never thought that people's hearts could be so evil, but it was too much for Zhen Yiyun to put eye drops in front of Pei from time to time to sow discord. didn't expect that she could go further.

Thinking of this, Zhen Tingyun suddenly bit his lip and said in a hoarse voice: "I, when I came out, she poured me a cup of tea - I was worried that she would prescribe medicine, so I exchanged the tea cups of the two of us..."

Fu Nianjia seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. She couldn't help but smile a little and said, "Well done! You can't be too careful with someone like her."

After a pause, he was a little worried, turned to look at Zhen Tingyun, and said tentatively, "You shouldn't drink the two cups of tea, right?"

The blood on Zhen Tingyun's face faded and he was a little pale. She didn't react for a while, stunned, and then shook her head gently: "It just so happened that you came, and I didn't drink a single sip."

Fu Nianjia was about to nod her head to applaud her for being cautious. Seeing her pale face, she couldn't help but swallow her words.

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhen Tingyun's white face, paused, as if he realized something, and added, "How about I accompany you to go back and have a look?"

Zhen Tingyun nodded.

Her mood at this time is also very complicated - she fears and hates Zhen Yiyun's merciless means, and she suspects that Zhen Yiyun was going to do something to her today; thinking of the two exchanged tea cups, she still has the possibility of Zhen Yiyun in her heart. She will feel happy about doing it herself... After thinking about it, her heart is always on her mind. After all, she is still a little worried and wants to go back and have a look.

Fu Nianjia thought about it for a while, and then comforted her: "If something happened to her, it would be her own fault. As I said at the beginning—the fruit she gets can only be the cause she sowed. In other words. After all, her fate is up to her."

Zhen Tingyun heard the words, his mind was calm, and his face gradually became bloody. She calmed her breath a little, and then said to Fu Nianjia, "Well, I understand, I just want to go and have a look. Maybe I can also know what she wanted to do to me today."

So, the two of them just went back from the same road one after the other.

Occasionally she bumped into a few monks passing by, but Zhen Tingyun didn't look sideways, just pretended that she didn't see it—she said that she was a soldier, she now suspected that Huitong had any connection with Zhen Yiyun in private, and she was naturally somewhat suspicious when she saw these monks. .

However, after walking like this for a while, Zhen Tingyun's emotions did gradually stabilize, and he gradually regained his senses.

Looking at Fu Nianjia standing beside her, Zhen Tingyun hesitated for a moment, but still took the initiative to say, "Actually, I had a dream before I came to Beijing."

Fu Nianjia was stunned and stopped subconsciously. His shoulders, which were already straight, seemed to freeze. He turned his head and looked at Zhen Tingyun in disbelief. His eyes were sharp as never before, as if he wanted to penetrate her heart: "Have you ever dreamed?!"

In fact, Zhen Tingyun didn't want to talk about such a thing - she didn't even talk about Mrs. Zhen or Fu Changxi.

However, at this time, she was still a little moved by her unreserved kindness towards Fu Nianjia. Because of this, she hopes to persuade the other party to let go of the past: "Yes, I have a dream. However, I can't remember too many things in the dream, only remember that I had a miserable life in the dream. "

"However, what I look like now is completely different from the dream."

"I didn't have the Regent in my dream, but now I have already betrothed to him. So, I think you can take this kind of dream as a warning, but you can't be swayed by it - after all, you It's not that you live in a dream, everything in the dream has passed. When you are alive, you always have to look forward. After all, only you can decide what the future will be..."

Zhen Tingyun wasn't really good at persuading people, and she kept repeating the same kind of words that sounded very false, but she still insisted on saying: "So, sometimes, you can relax a little bit, try Let go of the things you dreamed about. Perhaps, you will find people and things that you have never seen in your dreams, and you may not find joy that you have not discovered before."

In the end, Zhen Tingyun was going to be sour to himself, and his cheeks were slightly red, and he didn't even dare to look at Fu Nianjia's expression at this time. But she still held on to her last breath to finish the sentence.

Fu Nianjia didn't answer. He looked at Zhen Tingyun without blinking. After watching for a long time, he suddenly pursed his lips and showed a faint smile: "Well, I see."

Compared with the disappointment of missing the first life, the tragic ending of the second life made him even more unable to let go - it was he who admitted the wrong person, and it was because of him that Zhen Yiyun made such a murderous attack...

However, now, Zhen Tingyun stood in front of him, earnestly and diligently persuaded him to let go.

This feeling is like a prisoner who knows his sins, when he bows his head in remorse, waiting for the blade on his head to fall. However, the executioner spared him so easily.

Fu Nianjia suddenly felt a long-lost relaxation, so that his face that had been tense also showed a relaxed smile.

Zhen Tingyun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, when they walked to the door of the wing again, the ease on their faces also gathered up. Zhen Tingyun took a deep breath, stopped Fu Nianjia who was about to push the door forward, and said seriously, "I'll do it myself, you don't need to help me."

No matter what Zhen Yiyun originally wanted to do to her, no matter whether she avoided it or not, this is what she needs to face calmly after all.

Thinking of this, Zhen Tingyun stepped forward quickly, raised his hand and pushed open the closed wooden door of the wing.

The wing room was originally small, and when the door was pushed open, the strong musk smell and the faint smell of sweat came out.

Zhen Tingyun couldn't help frowning, and reached out to cover his nose.

The wing room was in a mess at this time. Zhen Tingyun looked at the ground subconsciously. The first thing he saw was the jacket with the blue and green spirea chrysanthemum and the green and gold brocade narrow borders that had been thrown on the ground. Zhen Yiyun wore it when she went out today.

I remember that at that time, Zhen Tingyun sneered at the time, "I have a lot of happy events these days, so naturally I have to wear brighter clothes when I go to the temple. I just don't know if the eldest sister is so plain, what do you want to ask for in the temple... ..." In fact, Zhen Yiyun's jacket is very elegant and delicate, and the golden chrysanthemum pattern embroidered on the front and sleeve corners is even more lifelike, very beautiful, and it suits her very well.

However, this elegant and delicate jacket seemed to have been torn apart at this time, and was thrown on the ground like a rag, stained with stains and stains, and lost its original elegance.

Looking further inside, you can still see Zhen Yiyun's snow-colored tulle skirt.

The plain white veil was torn piece by piece, and you could even see a little blood on it, like red plums falling on the snow, especially shocking.

And the monk's robes were also thrown aside, as terrifying as a human skin that was just peeled off.

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Zhen Tingyun thought she was mentally prepared, but at this time she was still frightened when she saw this, but when she moved her gaze from the ground to the only small couch in the wing, she could see the lying Above, the two still entangled.

One of them turned his back to the door, and his bald head, which had shaved off three thousand troubles, was extremely bright, especially conspicuous.

The snow-white skin reflected the sunlight shining in outside the door, and the white dazzling was especially dazzling.

Zhen Tingyun gritted his teeth and was about to close the door again when the person lying on the couch seemed to suddenly come to his senses, his blank and empty eyes rolled around the room, and finally landed on Zhen Tingyun and Fu Nianjia.

The man's dark pupils shrank slightly, as if the calm lake surface was broken by stones, and he regained his senses.

Immediately afterwards, the scream that pierced the eardrum followed.

Despair, pain, remorse, resentment...

At this moment, all kinds of emotions are like explosives ignited by flames, and all of a sudden, they exploded in this small and dark wing.

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At that time, there was a saying that "nine is the number of yang, and the sun and the moon correspond, so it is called "double yang".

This Double Ninth Festival is also a big event for the Emperor and Empress Dowager. Early this morning, the emperor was going to lead his ministers and personally climb the heights to see the victories, praying for a long time.

Although Empress Dowager Zheng has a distinguished status, she is only a female family member, so she does not have to follow her to climb the mountain. So, she stayed in the palace, looking in the mirror and dressing up, waiting for today's dinner party.

She has an extremely beautiful face, even if she just brushes her hair with a jade comb in front of the mirror, her black hair is meandering down, and her profile is soft and beautiful, even if it is just the glamorous light folded from the side is still enough to move people's hearts.

The entire Ci'en Palace was as quiet as an ancient well, without a trace of turbulence.

At this moment, a hurried and panicked voice suddenly came from outside the hall—

"The Regent is here!"

Immediately, steady and hurried footsteps came from outside the hall, and the palace people were unable to stop or dare not stop, and could only hurriedly kneel on the ground, kneeling and salute.

Empress Dowager Zheng was still sitting upright in front of the dressing mirror, without even turning her head, she just stared at her face in the mirror, smiled and said to the person: "Why is your lord in such a hurry?"

The visitor came in stride, walking in a hurry, and in a short while he had come to the front.

Empress Dowager Zheng looked at the face reflected in the mirror with her almost greedily.

Looking at the handsome and sharp face that reminded her of her youth, she felt that sudden heartbeat again.

Seeing the expression of anger on his always indifferent face, such obvious anger lit up his eyes that were as deep as a black pool, burning like a flame, very bright. The Mercy Palace, which made her stagnant water, also brightened for a moment, which filled her heart with joy.

Sure enough, after so many years, he is still the handsome and eye-catching Fu Changxi.

And now, he was looking at her with angry eyes.

Empress Dowager Zheng suddenly felt a joy she had never felt before.

However, Fu Changxi broke her joy immediately, he said in a cold tone: "It's okay to stop the clouds, all the things you painstakingly arranged are in vain."

After a pause, he added sarcastically: "Oh, maybe it's not a waste, at least Zhen Yiyun took it upon himself and enjoyed all your arrangements."

The corners of the lips raised by Empress Dowager Zheng seemed to be frozen, and the glamorous face seemed to be frozen.

Fu Changxi stared at her, with both annoyance and disgust and incomprehensible confusion: "In addition to the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace banquet, you have already touched Tingyun twice. I thought that my Zheng family and I just had political disagreements, and we were a little old. So, in order to exclude dissidents, you sent someone to assassinate me on the road, and I just take it as normal - after all, the struggle for power is like this. As for surprising me. But you have been attacking Tingyun again and again, more and more filthy!"

Fu Changxi really didn't understand, he gritted his teeth and said, "She and I just got engaged, why is this?!"

Empress Dowager Zheng was irritated by his completely puzzled tone. She abruptly got up from her position, turned her head to look directly at Fu Changxi, and said word by word, "You ask me 'why is this'?"

"Fu Changxi, you actually asked me 'why is this'!" Empress Dowager Zheng sneered, her face even more glamorous because of her cold anger. She said in an incredible and resentful tone, "Can't you see it?"

"I'm jealous of her! I've been jealous of her ever since I knew there was such a person!"

"It's just a mediocre, useless little girl, but she can marry you and even become your princess in the future! As long as I think about this, I feel that there is a fire burning in my heart, burning all day and night. It made me suffer day and night, and there was no peace for a moment. I asked myself over and over again: why can someone like her get what I can't get?!"

Fu Changxi: "..."

Fu Changxi really didn't expect Empress Dowager Zheng to have such an idea about him - he went to northern Xinjiang alone when he was young, and he hasn't heard about Beijing for a long time since then, only vaguely heard that he was about to be accused at the beginning. The girl Zheng, who was his princess, got married in a hurry, and his imperial brother, the late emperor, married another girl Zheng as his successor, the current Empress Dowager Zheng.

These two Zheng girls, he had never seen them before.

And since he went to northern Xinjiang, he rarely returned to Beijing until the death of the late emperor, and he had to get up and return to Beijing with his young son and Sheji. It was not until he returned to Beijing that he saw the widowed sister-in-law of Empress Dowager Zheng for the first time.

Even if the Empress Dowager Zheng looked at him with deep meaning, he only thought it was because he had an old grudge with the Zheng family, and Empress Dowager Zheng had a grudge against him - in fact, no matter how much he could think, he could not imagine it. Empress Dowager Zheng, who had only just met, would have such thoughts about him!