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Han Ziqian cupped his hands and bowed, "My lord, you are right. When everyone speaks for money, it is better to be cautious in your words and deeds."

Li Beihong looked at Han Ziqian in silence, feeling a little dazed by his words and attitude for a moment.

After all, Young Master Han has changed. In addition to being cold and cold, he has become more respectful and cautious than before.

He thought mockingly to himself, how could people remain unchanged, as they were all adapting to their new roles.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound in my ears. It started to rain again in a hurry.

Li Beihong remembered that night three days ago, when he came out of the fire holding Jiang Yuebai. This was the first time he held her, and maybe the last time. Then there was a sudden heavy rain, which extinguished the burning fire and also extinguished King Pingxi's rebellion.

He raised his eyes and looked out the window, "Young Master, let's wait until the rain stops before leaving."

Han Ziqian cupped his hand again and said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. The rain is not heavy, so I will ride directly back to Taorui Palace. Your Majesty is alone in the palace. Your Majesty, take care."

After saying that, he requested again for the first time, "Your Majesty, please consider your concubine's proposal again."

This surprised Li Beihong.

Young Master is a person who doesn't like to repeat his words a second time. No matter how important things are, never waste words.

Hearing Han Ziqian mention Jiang Yuebai, Li Beihong immediately became a little depressed. He was afraid that Jiang Yuebai would be brutally murdered like the queen, so he quickly urged:

"Young Master Han, please come back quickly. I will bear in mind what the empress said and I will mention it to the Government Affairs Council tomorrow."

Hearing King Jin's promise, Han Ziqian felt relieved and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The light reflected in Han Ziqian's eyes turned into deep and shallow light. Li Beihong raised his eyes and looked at Han Shaofu intently. He already knew that the emperor's brother had entrusted Jiang Yuebai to him before leaving.

"Master Han, thank you for taking good care of Concubine Jianing."

Han Ziqian did not salute again, just nodded and went out. Braving the wind and rain, he galloped back to Taorui Palace.

He was very scared, afraid that when he returned to the palace, he would encounter the tragedy that Mrs. Xie encountered when she returned to Kunning Palace that night.

After returning to Taorui Palace, he was already soaked to the skin. He was afraid of bringing moisture in, so he did not enter the hall.

After listening to Baitao's report on Jiang Yuebai's meals and daily life, he was relieved to see that everything was safe and orderly.

The emperor has already sent people to move all his daily clothes, books, etc. to Taorui Palace according to his wishes, and also ordered the Ministry of Internal Affairs to buy some more clothes. The color of the newly purchased clothes is much calmer, mostly indigo, which has different meanings. It goes without saying.

His room is next door to Jiang Yuebai's. Within a moment, he changed into a clean indigo brocade robe and came back covering Zhan Cheng.

Lixia is feeding Jiang Yuebai loquats.

Loquats are clear in color and look very fresh and sweet.

April is the time for loquats to bloom in Jiangnan, and Dongshan loquats in Suzhou Prefecture are quite famous.

Naturally, Li Beihong sent it after receiving the tribute from Jiangnan.

Jiang Yuebai was eating loquats, savoring the unique characteristics of Dongshan loquats, which are thick, juicy, sweet but not greasy, and melt in your mouth. Just as he was about to spit the core into Lixia's hand, he saw Han Ziqian appear in white clothes. In front of her eyes, she stood upright and was spotless, looking at her with an unclear expression.

When their eyes crossed, she subconsciously avoided them.

She thought to herself, no wonder the Queen Mother had a soft spot for him and never forgot him.

The intrigues in the harem are like a thick puddle of sludge, exuding a stench and fishy smell. As deep as the Queen Mother is, an ambitious person cannot move. Naturally, they will fall in love with someone as pure and clean as a white lotus like Han Shaofu. .

The more something is lacking, the more subconsciously one will chase after something.

Jiang Yuebai wondered curiously, what was it that Young Master Han was chasing after the Queen Mother? Is it beauty, power or love?

Lixia casually took the loquat core spit out by her empress, put the half-peeled loquat in a small bowl, and then stood up and bowed to Han Ziqian.

"Young Master Han, you haven't slept for a few days. There are slaves here to take care of you. Don't worry, Young Master Han."

After Han Ziqian glanced at Jiang Yuebai, he patiently ordered Lixia: "You should step back first. It's not safe at night, so I will be on duty. Come back tomorrow morning to replace me."

"Miss?"

Jiang Yuebai wanted to know the outcome of Han Ziqian's meeting with King Jin, so he ordered Lixia, "Do as Young Master Han said. Bring a bowl of ginseng soup to Young Master Han."

Until now, even if Han Ziqian was acting according to his orders, Jiang Yuebai still felt that he was heavily in debt, and the word "thank you" was too light.

She had never received such attentive and meticulous care during her illness in her two lifetimes, not even in Suzhou. Of course, it was also because he had never been so sick before, and he was sealed on the bed, unable to move at all.

It seemed that I had done something to repay him, and then I felt safe.

Han Ziqian waved his hand quickly: "No need for me, Madam. I don't feel tired at all."

"With a mortal body, it's too late when you feel tired," Jiang Yuebai thought of his sudden death experience in his previous life, and said in a somewhat admonishing tone, "I still expect Young Master Han to protect me in the future. It's just a few bowls of ginseng soup. Young Master Han There’s no need to refuse.” “Chen” Han Ziqian wanted to say that the minister would become hot and nosebleed if he drank it, but in the end he said, “I obey the order.”

After Lixia left, Han Ziqian went to wash his hands before coming over to peel loquats for Jiang Yuebai.

Han Ziqian was secretly surprised. The loquat flesh was translucent, like mutton-fat jade.

Jiang Yuebai stared blankly at Han Ziqian peeling the loquat with his eyes lowered. His long and white fingers peeled the loquat, and his fingers moved gently and agilely, as if he was carving a piece of art.

"I just ate a lot, so I won't eat anymore. Try it, Mr. Han. This is a loquat from Dongshan, Suzhou. It's very sweet and melts in your mouth. It tastes exactly like what I had when I was in Jiangnan."

Han Ziqian was about to hand the loquat into Jiang Yuebai's mouth, but he paused and responded briefly, "Okay."

When the loquat is put into the mouth, it is indeed rich in juice and melts in the mouth.

What’s funny is that this is his first time eating loquat.

Han Ziqian hates eating peeled fruits, especially small fruits that need to be peeled but have a lot of juice, making his hands covered with sticky sweet juice.

If no one peels the skin and takes care of the juice problem and puts it in front of him, he will never eat it.

Jiang Yuebai has a natural sense of pride in the delicacies of his hometown. He couldn't help but ask with a smile, "Is it particularly delicious? Is it different from the loquats in other places?"

Looking up, he saw the joy and innocence in Jiang Yuebai's smiling eyes. Han Ziqian's heartbeat suddenly slowed down by half a beat, his ears instantly felt hot, and he was a little panicked.

A feeling of intimacy and warmth filled his heart.

He lowered his eyes, savoring the sweetness that lingered between his teeth after swallowing. After a moment, he deliberately said coldly, "It's not bad."

Jiang Yuebai is used to hearing leaders say "okay", "okay", and "not bad". This is usually because the leader is afraid that his subordinates will be proud or appear incomprehensible, so he deliberately lowers his evaluation. The same goes for her own leadership.

So when she heard Han Ziqian's words, she had no reaction at all. Instead, she thought that he liked eating loquats very much and spoke highly of Dongshan loquats. She said with a smile, "Young master Han, eat more if you like it."

Han Ziqian didn't like sweets very much, but he responded uncharacteristically, "Okay."

"Master Han, what did King Jin say?"

"They plan to be polite first and then fight. They will focus on persuading peace and avoid taking the initiative to start a war. They will first persuade them to come to pay homage to the Queen Mother and then persuade them to retreat."

"What if the other party doesn't retreat?"

"Take it step by step. Even if the other party conspires to rebel, they must have a good reputation, otherwise they will be punished by the world. Now that Chen Xiang has been convicted of six major crimes including treason, the King of Liuyang can no longer use Ping Xi Wang's Qing Jun to side and punish the treacherous minister Chen Ang. 'The reason for raising troops. Maybe the regent will consider the empress's proposal by then."

After listening, Jiang Yuebai fell into silence. She didn't expect that the reason why King Pingxi raised his army was to kill his teammates.

Han Ziqian ate one loquat after another in silence. His eyes fell on Jiang Yuebai's face. Her usually gentle expression turned cold now.

He couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

If everyone in the world could be like her, then the world would be much better and the government would be much clearer. It's a pity that many people can't be like her and take the rise and fall of the world as their own responsibility.

He was unsure of the meaning of Jiang Yuebai's expression and was a little worried, "Don't be angry with King Jin. He also has to consider the opinions of the Executive Yuan. It's all my fault for my poor eloquence. I didn't impress King Jin and let him understand the meaning of proactive response. .”

Jiang Yuebai shook his head, "I understand that the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics. Prince Jin is already protecting me. There is a reason to wait and see what happens."

Han Ziqian naturally understood the truth and said a little lonely, "They will eventually understand the empress's vision."

"Perhaps the worries are unfounded," Jiang Yuebai joked in order to relax, "Why don't we escape from the capital overnight?"

"Okay." Han Ziqian responded seriously, "If you want to leave, I will definitely protect you."

Jiang Yuebai looked at Han Ziqian with a smile, "Now that we've arrived, we'll settle down. After all, there will be a road to the mountain. The worst is possible."

Han Ziqian said "hmm", knowing that things were not that simple.

He avoided his eyes and stopped talking. Instead, he savored the taste of loquats, trying to understand the taste of the Jiangnan water town that Jiang Yuebai said.

It's really sweet, soft and moist.

She began to worry about Jiang Yuebai in her heart. If one day she knew about the disaster of annihilation of her family, what happened to her stepmother Lu, and knew that the emperor deliberately kept it secret from her, would she still be able to smile like she did just now?

Tomorrow is the first seven days of Zhongyihou Jiang Jingxian.

In accordance with the imperial edict, Marquis Zhongyi will be given an honorable burial. On an auspicious day, that is, five days later, a dedicated person will support the spirit and hold banners, and he will be buried in a geomantic treasure place selected by the Qintian Supervisor of the Ming Tombs. Although he has not entered the tomb of the hero, it is on one side. .

Will Concubine Jianing regret for the rest of her life if she missed seeing her father for the last time?

Han Ziqian understood that the emperor wanted to protect her and was worried about her health. But I always felt that hiding it was not the answer, and it might be another kind of harm to her.

He raised his head and saw Jiang Yuebai frowning in deep thought, and asked softly, "What are you thinking about?"