After being forced to marry as a substitute, I became famous in the limbo

Hearing this, Zheliu's eyes immediately brightened, he just felt that his master had finally figured it out, and decided to settle down with Mu Jingzhao and fight for the shaky emperor's heart.

She smiled and seemed to be in a good mood. She went to get the tea and water tea and cooked them on the fire, and then handed Jiang Ning the corn she had roasted.

Jiang Ning lowered his head and took a bite. It was really sweet and soft, with a burnt aroma in his mouth.

"Your Majesty, it's great that you think so. The servants are sure that the emperor must be on your side. After all, they are husband and wife. If they quarrel at the head of the bed and make peace at the end of the bed, it will be fine if they make it clear."

Jiang Ning lowered his head and bit the corn cob in his hand, but did not speak.

It was getting late, but the charcoal fire in the house was still emitting a warm orange light, and the tea in the purple sand pot was boiling, overflowing from the lid, and dripping on the charcoal with a rattling sound.

Lu Feng had left for duty a long time ago, and Zhe Liu was lying on the chair with his head tilted and fell asleep.

Before she fell asleep completely, she leaned on Jiang Ning's shoulder and said in an indistinct voice, "Madam, why don't we just keep doing this, it's enough for the servant to be by your side all the time."

Hearing that, Jiang Ning couldn't help but laugh.

As for Xueqiu, leaning against Zhe Liu's chest, his body bent into a safe arc, with his head resting on Zhe Liu's chin, he was sound asleep.

Occasionally, there were a few low snoring sounds in the room.

Jiang Ning took down the purple sand pot from the stove, wrapped the willow and fur balls with a blanket, opened the window slightly to leave a small gap, and then put on a cloak and went out the door.

The sudden snow was about to stop, and a thick layer of silver had accumulated on the ground. Many court ladies and eunuchs along the way were cleaning up the snow with tools. The melted snow and ice dripped down the corners of the eaves, making a few ticking sounds from time to time.

With a biting cold wind blowing, Jiang Ning tightened the cloak around her body. She was completely white, almost blending with the snow.

The winter sun always gets dark very quickly, and when Jiang Ning walked to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the sky had already turned dark blue.

In fact, Jiang Ning didn't know where Mu Jingzhao was, and choosing this place was purely luck.

She didn't quite know what she wanted to tell Mu Jingzhao when she saw him, and what she wanted to prove.

It seems that it was because not long ago, when she was sitting in front of the fire, watching the scene of the orange fire falling into the silvery white snow in front of her eyes, it made her think of the bright red wedding dress on her wedding night for no reason.

So she went out so unexpectedly, and came to this place unexpectedly.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation was brightly lit, the door was wide open, and the warm orange lights made the snow glisten. In the hall, there were swaying figures. Mu Jingzhao and Shen Qingrong sat side by side, and Li Zinian stood by.Shen Tong, on the other hand, sat opposite the two of them.

Jiang Ning's footsteps stopped.

"This time, Qingrong was a blessing in disguise. This girl is really lucky, and she stepped forward to resist without considering that she doesn't know martial arts. If something unexpected happens, I, a father, will die. "

Shen Qingrong had no expression on her face, she didn't seem to be moved at all by her father's heartfelt words.

On the contrary, it was Mu Jingzhao who was beside her, with a gentle smile on his face, he gently took Shen Qingrong's hand, put it on his lips and kissed, with a warm smile in his eyes and brows.

"Yeah, if it wasn't for Rong'er, I guess my corpse would be in a different place at this time. I didn't understand it before, but after going through this, I finally understand what my heart wants."

The light reflected that Shen Qingrong's cheeks were flushed, and Shen Tong's smile was arrogant and flattering.

A gust of cold wind blew past and poured into Jiang Ning's nose without warning, causing Jiang Ning's throat to sting.

"How does the emperor think about what the old minister said?"

With a smile on his face, Mu Jingzhao nodded slightly towards Shen Tong.

"Father-in-law is considerate. This child is my first child. Naturally, I should pay more attention to it. It's good to share it with everyone during the night banquet. It's just that Rong'er is less than three months pregnant, and I'm worried—"

Shen Tongsheng interrupted Mu Jingzhao before he could finish his sentence.

"No, no, the old man sees that when the little prince comes, there will be auspiciousness from the sky, and it will be at the end of the new year. It is a good omen that cannot be seen in a century. good time."

At this time, the smile in Mu Jingzhao's eyes has quietly disappeared, the corners of his mouth are still raised, but there is no smile on his face.

Jiang Ning shook his head, thinking that Shen Tong had gradually lost his sense of proportion under Mu Jingzhao's connivance.

Such a set of rhetoric almost clearly showed his intention of wanting Mu Jingzhao to be the crown prince, which is a crime of disrespect.

But he still spoke unconsciously, without any shame on his face.

It was not Jiang Ning's turn to care about how long Mu Jingzhao could endure, so she couldn't help lowering her head and coughing violently.

The sound of coughing attracted everyone in the house, and four eyes instantly penetrated the door frame and landed on Jiang Ning in the courtyard.

Jiang Ning stood quietly, looking at them.

Mu Jingzhao's expression was indifferent, but his eyes were a little moved. He turned his head and gave a few words to Li Zinian who was beside him. Li Zinian then trotted out of the hall and came to Jiang Ning.

"Your Majesty, it's cold outside, follow the old slave to the side hall to rest for a while, the emperor will come when he has settled his affairs."

Jiang Ning nodded, did not speak, and followed Li Zinian to the side hall.

After Li Zinian settled her down, he sent for some charcoal fire, blankets, and hot tea before leaving.

Jiang Ning sat quietly, his mind gradually emptied, and he began to think carefully about what he was going to say to Mu Jingzhao later.

In fact, she didn't have to ask for a definite answer.

She didn't even particularly mind that Mu Jingzhao regarded her as part of his plan.

She just couldn't accept it, obviously he kept telling herself to trust him, obviously it was his every word promise that he would give her an explanation, obviously it was he who said they were grasshoppers on a rope.

But in the end, everyone knew about his plan, but she was the only one kept in the dark.

She couldn't take it.

She only hopes that Mu Jingzhao can give her a reasonable explanation, as long as he is willing to give it, she can choose to continue to believe.

Jiang Ning stared at the flickering candle in front of him, carefully rehearsing what he wanted to say to Mu Jingzhao countless times in his heart.

Over and over again, the sky turned from dark blue to pitch black, but Mu Jingzhao still didn't come.

She looked out of the window, and her eyes extended to the high wall, which was blocked, and she could no longer see the scene outside the wall.

There was a shudder in her heart, and a moment of clarity in her mind, followed by deeper confusion and bewilderment.

I can't figure out why I came here, and why I must figure out the reason, even if I figure it out, what's the point. (end of this chapter)