The Regent's Agent Mengfei

Chapter 137 It's not normal to enter the palace once (3)
The little eunuch's eyes widened in an instant, and Eunuch De took him a step closer, "The prince and the prince are about the same age, and the relationship between their uncles and nephews is very close. The prince will not know what the prince is thinking, and he is also a prince." Benevolent, you are not strict in what you do or say. The prince just wants you to find this slave to calm down. If you beat him, just go back and report it. Let us pretend that we have not been here tonight, so that neither of you will offend, otherwise If this prince talks with the emperor..."

Mr. De Gong said so much, his eyes sharpened, the little eunuch naturally understood the truth of each school, he reprimanded Yan Qing again, and hurriedly bowed to Ji Yin to leave.

Ji Yin rescued Yan Qing, but he didn't say much, and he didn't get close to him. He took a deep look at the handsome young man who was kneeling on the ground. young man, he does not know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

"My lord, thank you very much for being able to watch this time. I heard that he only has such a nephew." Eunuch De said with a smile on the side.

"I didn't save him because he was the nephew of the queen's celebrity, but because the stubbornness on his face aroused my interest." Ji Yin turned to look at Eunuch De, and said with some pride: "This king I have always believed that in this palace, you alone are enough, and no other people are needed."

"My lord has given me the prize, but this servant is just doing my duty as a slave to repay the concubine and the lord." Eunuch De smiled and agreed, but he still did not forget to comfort him: "My lord, it's been saved anyway, and it has helped Deguan. In the future, he will definitely come back and thank you, it is always good to have one more friend."

The power strife and human affairs in this palace are complicated, Eunuch De's words are true, a speck of dust will be the key to victory at certain times, Ji Yin does not speak, which means he agrees with his words.

Ji Yin only had a father-in-law with him, and no one was holding the lamp. The Millennium Palace was as bright as day, but after a hundred meters away, there was no light at all, especially when going to Xining. The road to the palace was even more bleak. Although it was midsummer, the road still felt gloomy and cold, and there was not even a palace person on the road.

In the early years when the late emperor was still in possession, the Xining Palace was so prosperous. Since the late emperor left, this young concubine who had enjoyed the honor and favor of the late emperor was hated by the empress dowager. She only placed a son in the Xining Palace. One woman and two palace men took care of the old concubine's daily life, and the daily monthly payment was severely deducted. Even though she was the mother of the emperor's younger brother whom her son relied on, she was not relentless.

The emperor persuaded him many times, but the old queen mother said that this was a matter of the harem, and the emperor had no right to interfere. This made the emperor feel ashamed, but he had no choice. It is necessary to score three points.

One master and one servant walked silently on the dark path, Ji Yin walked very slowly, step by step he walked very carefully, in order not to make the emperor suspicious, in order to appease the old queen, Ji Yin rarely came to visit the old lady. Concubine Toffee, but every time she comes, she walks very carefully, and every step is on the tip of his heart.

So much so that, in the number of times that can be counted with ten fingers, he clearly knows that this section of the dark corridor takes 780 steps in total, and a total of 560 three pieces are pasted on the wall of the palace. Large and small white marble tiles of different specifications, and at the end of these is the Xining Palace, the bedroom of his mother and concubine.

The Xining Palace has lost its former prosperity, and the lights inside are all dim. Ji Yin remembered that when he visited the old concubine last time, she had already started squinting her eyes when she was embroidering. She was only 35 years old. At her age, she was in her prime, but her eyesight was so weak that Ji Yin couldn't bear to look at it.

Standing outside the hall, Ji Yin didn't go in right away, the door of the dormitory was closed, he could see the old dowager sitting in front of the window sewing through the dim light in the hall, and he could even imagine that there was a smile on her face. A gentle and kind smile.

Standing outside with his hands behind his back, the person inside is his mother and concubine who he has not fulfilled his filial piety. Although they are only separated by a door, Ji Yin feels that the distance between them is so heavy. From what the father-in-law heard, they were all a bit erratic.

"Concubine Mother...how is she doing recently? Has anyone come to see her eye disease?"

"My lord!"

Eunuch De had already seen the suffocated anger in Ji Yin's heart, and he couldn't help but took a step forward. He understood the pain in Ji Yin's heart and the hatred in his heart. He had lived too tolerantly these years, enduring the pain of illness. Tortured, endured the persecution of his brother, endured the death of the first emperor, endured not seeing his mother and concubine, and the old concubine refused to accept her own secret help for her son, and her body collapsed day by day. How does Ji Yin, who is a son of man, see it.

"My lord, the day to take the old concubine out of the palace is not far away. You have endured it for so many years, and you are bearing it." Eunuch De held Ji Yin's hand in one hand, and looked at him eagerly, "Only in this way can you not be afraid." Let down the old concubine's intentions!"

Ji Yin pursed her lips and stared at Eunuch De, not speaking for a long time, then he gently pushed him away, and walked towards Xining Hall, the eunuchs and maids of Xining Hall saw Ji Yin coming Everyone was overjoyed, Eunuch De found a reason to send them all away, and stood guard outside the hall by himself.

A few steps into the threshold, through the bead curtain, Ji Yin had already seen the old concubine sitting there. She was not wearing palace attire. I also disliked the cumbersome clothes, so I simply wore ordinary clothes.

The goose-yellow jacket embroidered with white plums made the lines on her face softer. When she sensed someone walking in, she thought it was a court lady who came to cut the wick, and while she was cutting the thread with scissors, she said, "Chun'er, I’m already here, so I don’t need to cut the wick, I’ll just blow it on myself and go to bed, and you should go down and rest earlier.”

Ji Yin paused, her voice trembling: "Mother Concubine."

The scissors in the old concubine's hands fumbled in vain, and she threw aside the fast-made clothes in her hands. Before she even had time to put on her shoes, she rushed to Ji Yin in a hurry, and waited until Ji Yin When Yin was in front of her, she didn't dare to go forward. She tremblingly stretched out her hand towards Ji Yin's face, and her eye sockets were instantly covered in mist.

"Mother and concubine, it's my son. My son is not filial. My son has come to see you." Ji Yin couldn't hide his emotions anymore. He held the old concubine's hand and knelt down in front of her.

The old concubine quickly squatted down and helped Ji Yin up, "Get up, get up, it's good that my son is here, it's good that my son is here."

Little by little, her hand touched Ji Yin's face, brushing his brows and eyes. The last time we met was during Chinese New Year the year before last. She held Ji Yin's hand and pulled him to sit on the couch together, " A few days ago I heard that you were victorious, so it seems that my son did come back smoothly."

(End of this chapter)