Yingying was too sleepy last night. She didn't know that Yan Jihua had found her, and she didn't know that Yan Jihua helped her find Abei, but she couldn't even step into the gate of the East Palace. Xiaodai looked at her coldly.

No one told her about these things. If she hadn't heard Liu'er's complaints today, she would probably have known them even more later.

"Xiao Dai, what she said is the truth?" Yingying asked Xiao Dai quietly.

Seeing that Yingying seemed angry, Xiaodai gritted her teeth and replied: "Yes!"

She was wholeheartedly thinking about Yingying, and she never thought about hiding her when she did all this. But no matter what, Xiaodai really had no right to make a decision for Yingying, so she grabbed her skirt and knelt on the ground, lowered her head and said, "I know my mistake."

Although Yingying understood Xiaodai, she did not agree with her approach. She silently said, "You shouldn't apologize to me."

Xiaodai was stunned for a moment, clenched his skirt and looked at Liu'er, and said in a stern voice: "I would like to ask Liu'er to give Xiaodai a chance to apologize to Concubine Hua."

Liu'er was also confused by the situation in front of her. She didn't know what she was selling in Yingying's gourd. Although she was alert, she couldn't stop them. She could only invite them into the hall with her heart and explained by the way: "The Queen Mother's body has been bad after falling into the water. She started coughing last night when the wind blew, and now she was hot all over and was asleep."

Yingying didn't expect Yan Jihua to toss herself into this way. In her memory, she still held a golden fan in her hand and said she wanted to steal her husband's princess. The fortune made people so hard that Yingying couldn't tell what it felt, but just asked, "What did the imperial doctor say?"

Liu'er's steps were stuck, and she bit her lower lip hard and said weakly: "The master has been rejected by His Majesty. Now, there is no imperial doctor who dares to come to this wasteland palace to treat the empress."

When Yingying came last time, she only saw Yan Jihua in this deserted palace. Now she realized that only Yan Jihua and Liu'er lived in this deserted palace. This place is not as good as the cold palace.

Since ancient times, emperors have been ruthless. When Emperor Wucheng favored Yan Jihua, he could punish her for deposing and punishing her concubine without blinking. Now that he has disliked Yan Jihua and because of her identity as Princess Nanyin, he has sent her to the unmanaged wasteland palace. Yingying doesn't know how long Yan Jihua has lived here and how she survived here.

When Liu'er pushed the door open, she let her pace lightly.

The courtyard of this deserted palace is overgrown with weeds. Although the house has been cleaned up, the tables and chairs are empty in the dilapidated room and the light in the room is dim.

When Yingying followed Liu'er in, Yan Jihua had already woken up. She leaned against the couch and covered her mouth and coughed. When she heard the sound of pushing the door, she said hoarsely: "Liu'er, pour me a cup of tea."

"Yes." Liu'er quickly went to the table, picked up the teapot next to her and poured it over and over again. In the end, she only poured out half a cup of water. "Empress drink it first, I'll get some water now."

After saying that, she realized that Yingying and the others were still there, and held the teapot tightly and looked at Yingying and then went to see her master. She was not sure whether she should go away. Yan Jihua, who had drunk water, soon saw Yingying.

"Grandma?" Yan Jihua's face was pale, and her eyes flashed slightly at Yingying.

Yingying was a little helpless. She stepped forward and walked closer and explained: "I didn't know you've been there last night, and I didn't mean it..."

Yingying didn't know what to say. Although she was unintentional, she always felt that she had caused her to do this.

Xiaodai saw Yingying's embarrassment, and she knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowed a few times to commit crimes: "Everything was the only servant last night, and it had nothing to do with His Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess."

"I know my mistake, please ask Concubine Hua to punish me."

In fact, Xiaodai knows the importance of the matter. Although she doesn't like Yan Jihua, she doesn't want to make things difficult for her. She just wants to create a look that her master is not easy to fool. Xiaodai just doesn't want Yan Jihua to take advantage of Yingying to take over, but she doesn't know that Yan Jihua has been looking for a cat all night, and she doesn't know that her body will be so bad that she will get sick if the wind blows.

This is not what she wants.

Yan Jihua didn't expect Xiaodai to apologize like this, frowned. She couldn't help but want to stay and was supported by Liu'er. She shook her body and said, "Get up, I don't blame you."

It is false to say that you are not heartbroken, but Yan Jihua thought Yingying had also disliked her.

He let out a heavy breath, she closed her eyes and smiled relaxed, looked at Yingying and asked, "Abe and Xiaobao are still well-behaved?"

Seeing that Yan Jihua did not make things difficult or deliberately made miserable, Yingying felt more and more guilty. She shook her head and replied, "It was probably tired last night. When I came out, they were curled up into balls and were sleeping. Xiaobao had no intention of admitting his mistake. I scolded him and he wanted to bite me."

Yan Jihua's eyes lit up a little, and she smiled softly when she was sick: "I'm really spoiled. I almost didn't recognize it when I saw it yesterday. It was fed by the empress."

"Of course." Yingying was a little proud, "I promised Yan Ning to take good care of them and naturally let them eat and drink well."

It was only after she said the name of "Yan Ning". After she finished speaking, she realized that the room was much quieter.

After hearing this name, the smile on Yan Jihua's lips froze. The expression on her face seemed to be a little smirking and she continued for a long time: "Yes, he... the emperor has always loved these small animals very much."

Yingying nodded, then she noticed something was wrong, tilted her head and looked at Yan Jihua and asked, "I remember you don't like cats?"

She remembered that Yan Jihua once told her in person that she hated cats the most, but now she lost all the disgust.

"Is that right..." Yan Jihua suddenly coughed, and she clutched the couch and was repeated: "Yes, I did not like these cats and dogs before."

Liu'er said in time: "The Empress misses Your Highness so much. The longer she lives in this northern region, the more she misses Your Highness closer to his preferences."

Yingying expressed her understanding. After all, she also had a brother with a good relationship, so she sighed: "So, I. When I was a child, I didn't like to dance with swords and guns. I always felt that the thing was ugly and unsightly. Later, my brother spent less time with me. In order to get along with him, I practiced martial arts with him. When I really practiced, I found that they were not as annoying as I imagined."

Yan Jihua coughed a few more times, and said weakly: "The Empress has such a good relationship with your brother."

"The nunny has a good relationship with His Highness Yanning." Yingying smiled embarrassedly, "I thought the nunny was fierce and difficult to get along with, but that time, Your Highness Yanning fell into the water, and you were so anxious."

During the tour of the lake in Jiuhua Palace, Yan Ning's accidental fall into the water made Yan Jihua's face cold for several days, and he also asked the delegation to put pressure on the murderer from time to time to punish the murderer.

Yingying has few people who can speak in this palace. Now she unexpectedly feels that Yan Jihua is easy to get along with, so she forgot what the system reminds her before and wants to talk to Yan Jihua about everything.

Seeing that Yan Jihua's condition was getting worse and worse, Yingying ordered Xiaodai to come over to find the imperial doctor. Xiaodai opened her mouth and wanted to say something. Then she saw that Yan Jihua was so weak that she was powerless to speak, so she could only bite the bullet and search for the imperial doctor.

When the imperial doctor came and prescribed medicine, Yingying saw Yan Jihua falling asleep before going to the yard to look for the key.

Liu'er's attitude towards them softened a little. She learned too much in the palace and knew that the terrible change of faces in the palace was so scary that the people in the palace changed their faces, so she was always alert. Even Yingying and the others followed each other when looking for the key, always afraid that Yingying would do anything badly.

"Do you want to search again?" Xiaodai accompanied Yingying to search in this deserted palace twice, but there were too many weeds in this place, and the small key was really hard to find.

Seeing that the sky was getting late, Yingying was afraid that her lover would whisper, so she could only shake her head and sigh: "Go back first."

Xiaodai nodded, and when the two of them left the deserted palace, Xiaodai waited for Liu'er to close the door before whispering: "My lady, don't blame me for being troubled. Empress Hua is sensitive, so it's better for us to contact less."

Yingying was thinking about the key and didn't listen to Xiaodai. When she thought of what Qin Rong Bairi said to her, she felt uneasy and didn't know how to deal with it.

"What are you saying that you have to lose the key of handcuffs." Yingying complained. When she returned to the East Palace, she did not go back to the dormitory immediately, but waited for Cui'er to come back in the yard.

"Have you found the key?" Yingying hurriedly met Cui'er when she came back.

Cui'er shook her head: "I'm useless. I've searched all the places I said, but I couldn't find the key."

Yingying was desperate, and she waved her hand and asked Cui'er to go back to rest. Cui'er asked more, "What should I do if the lady?"

"What else can I do?" Yingying had no choice. She slowly moved outside the bedroom and did not dare to enter the house. Seeing that the lights were on in the house, she wandered back and forth in the yard thinking about countermeasures.

Qin Rong didn't know how she knew Yingying was outside, but she heard a subtle sound not far away. Yingying turned her head and saw that the window door was half open.

"Why didn't Yingying come in?" Qin Rong was lying on the beauty couch by the window.

With his arms on the windowsill, he supported his forehead with his hands and looked at Yingying outside the window, and his face fell into a dark shadow with a bit of laziness.

Yingying felt so nervous that she didn't dare to look at Qinrong. She said dryly: "Come on, I'll go back after a walk."

Qin Rong responded without urging him. He did not close the window again, and began to flip through the book in his hand in this posture. Yingying was a little tired of walking. She stopped and looked at the window. Seeing Qin Rong's face standing sideways, she was quiet and elegant, pleasing to the eye and peaceful.

...It's just a key. Yingying thought to herself that the third brother loved her so much that he wouldn't punish her for the key, and she didn't deliberately lose it.

Yingying comforted herself like this, but she still felt a little uneasy, but she had no chance to escape, and the stinging pain in her heart reminded her that her lover had whispered.

Always facing reality, Yingying looked at Qin Rong again and gritted her teeth and ran into the dormitory. When she entered the room, Qin Rong was still reading a book. Without waiting for Qin Rong to raise her eyes, she ran to him and pulled the book in his hand, approached Qin Rong and hugged his neck.

"Third Brother..." Yingying wanted to speak and shrank a little.

The pain caused by the lover's murmur made her impulsive. She licked her lips, leaned on Qin Rong's neck as she hugged her waist, opened her mouth and bit it.

Ding Ding--

The sound of the chains restored Yingying a little consciousness. Soon she was pinched by Qin Rong and kissed her neck. When her breathing melted, she rubbed and approached each other. Yingying woke up and became confused. When she regained consciousness again, she was already pressed by Qin Rong on the couch.

"Third Brother..." Yingying knew that Qin Rong's injuries were almost healed and could do that.

He raised his arms to hook Qinrong's neck. After the lover murmured, she became more and more unbearable. Qinrong looked down at her in her posture, and the fallen hair in the dark was separated from the world of the two. Qinrong stroked her eyebrows and asked, "Don't Yingying help the third brother untie the chain first?"

The handcuffs were extremely restraining his actions.

Yingying shook her shoulders. She lowered Qin Rong's neck without saying a word and randomly printed a few mouthfuls on his lips. Qin Rong let her kiss her. Seeing that she had not finished kissing, she turned her head slightly, laughed and held her little face, opened the distance and called her.

"Yingying." Qin Rong's voice coaxed: "Help the third brother unhandle the handcuffs first."

Yingying suddenly felt that Qin Rong was intimate with her because of the key in her hand. She pursed her lips and didn't want to speak, so she kept looking at him with her watery eyes. Qin Rong seemed to understand what she meant, and gently pinched her little face. He could only lean his head to Yingying's lips.

After careful calculation, the two of them hadn't had that for a long time. Even though they were wearing chains on their bodies, Yingying was still tired when she was actually doing it.

While half asleep and half awake, Yingying was grabbed into Qin Rong's arms again. Yingying had made a profit and had completely forgotten to guard against her. So when Qin Rong asked about the key again, she spit out softly; "...the key was lost."

Qin Rong hugged her arm tightly, lifted Yingying's sweaty hair and put it between her nose and sniffed it gently. He asked gently again: "What did Yingying say?"

Yingying woke up a little, and the candlelight in the room shook twice. She confessed weakly: "...I lost the key."

"Brother Third, without the key, you must have other ways to get it open, right?" She really didn't mean it.

Qin Rong stared at her quietly for a moment, as if judging the authenticity of her words. Seeing that Yingying was not lying, his voice was plain and unemotional. "Yingying can tell that my father summoned me to the imperial study tomorrow."

"I don't know..." Yingying opened her mouth and opened her eyes wide. She shook her head and grabbed Qin Rong's clothes. It took her a long time to ask for help: "What should I do?"

"The third brother believed me, Yingying didn't lose the key on purpose. I put the key in the sachet I was wearing close to. The sachet was scraped and broken, so I lost the key."

Qin Rong suddenly changed the topic: "What sachet?"

"That's it." In order to prove his innocence, Yingying quickly climbed down from the couch and found the sachet.

As soon as he put the sachet into Qin Rong's hand, Qin Rong closed his palm and smiled for no reason. He rubbed the fine lines on the sachet with his hands, and said slowly: "If I remember correctly, this should be given to you by Zhaoshi."

"Yingying has always worn it close to her body?"

Yingying lost her voice and stared at Qin Rong's face and forgot to explain.

After a wave of uproar, Yingying was really panicked. She didn't dare to go to the couch again. She knelt down next to the couch with her legs weak. She knew Qin Rong's true nature. She was afraid that her unintentional words would make Qin Rong misunderstand again, so she shook his sleeves and ignored Zhao Shi's name and explained: "... Yingying just thought this sachet was beautiful."

"Is that true?" Qin Rong turned her head and looked down at her.

Throwing the sachet in his hand to the ground, he leaned over and pinched Yingying's cheek, bit her lips and whispered: "I'll settle the score with you tomorrow."

After saying that, he picked up Yingying from the ground and placed it on the couch with a brocade quilt. Knowing that Qin Rong would not pursue the sachet for the time being, Yingying boldly burrowed into his arms and asked in a low voice: "...what should I do if I handcuffs?"

"Is there any other way for the third brother to get it open?"

Qin Rong pulled down the curtain to isolate the candlelight outside, hugged Yingying and lay down, saying, "If there were other ways, how could the third brother let Yingying lock it for so long?"

"Go to sleep first."

Qin Rong curled Yingying's long hair and walked into his fingers. His voice was blurry under the darkness: "Let's make arrangements tomorrow."

It's too late to say anything now, and he knows Yingying is also sleepy.
Chapter completed!