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"Moshan Creek".

On that day, she wrote this lovely and beautiful poem to express her heart, but he was calm and unresponsive. He was afraid that he had abandoned it, but now he knew that he was holding it in the books he used daily. Are he afraid of losing it, or would he want to take it out and read it at any time?

Thinking of this, Youmeng suddenly felt her heart melted by a warm spring, and her nose was slightly sore, and she felt even more sad when she was not happy. She secretly hated the unfamiliar Mei Lang:

Since you have me in your heart, why not treat me carefully...

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At noon the next day, the king and his ministers talked for a long time in the Yixin Palace.

Mei Zihan leaned over and said, "Your Majesty's intention has been understood about the reform of this imperial examination. Today, I will draft the draft for your Majesty to read it in detail."

Ji Shun nodded and stretched his eyebrows: "We've finished talking about business. My dear, let's talk to me about my daughter Youmeng."

Mei Zihan was slightly stunned and raised his gaze.

"I know that my daughter is not a good master." But the emperor smiled meaningfully, "She didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

Mei Zihan maintained a calm face, but there were millions of undercurrents in his heart. He needed to be very careful to answer the emperor's unique topic.

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At night, Lanying reached Suihan Pavilion and stood at the door and wandered for a long time. It was her intentionally causing a rift between Youmeng and the Grand Tutor, and she was always feeling guilty.

She wanted to tell Youmeng the truth, but every time she said something, she was knocked on by Saki's advice.

"Lan Ying, I need to remind you." Sakio raised his eyebrows lightly at that time, "When I met you in Lanpu, something happened. Do you still remember?"

She carefully speculated: "What the Empress is referring to... the palace maid who died bizarrely in the mud of orchid garden?"

"Her name is Dujuan." Sakio said bluntly, "I once served His Highness the Crown Prince during the summer vacation, and even testified in public to clarify the rumors that were not good for the Crown Prince."

When Lan Ying mentioned the prince, she felt sensitive and trembled.

"Why would you die if you say that a slave who is so loyal?"

"Maybe... it was her fault that she had offended some people in the palace, or..." She raised her eyes slightly, "Is she not obedient enough?"

"Smart." Saki praised neatly, his lips were cold, "Lan Ying, remember, staying in the palace as a slave, your life is like a mustard of grass, and you cannot be greedy or disobey. Their life and death are all in the hands of the master, and you will never be able to control your own destiny."

Du Juan died strangely at that time. How could she not feel fear when Lan Ying faced the bloody struggles in the palace for the first time?

Saki is a woman who is good at beating her heart. Of course, Lan Ying could tell what she was hinting: "You are a wise man. I will give you a chance to regain your life. Don't be the second cuckoo, otherwise it would be a pity."

Disturbed, Lan Ying hid her good thoughts and pushed the door in. Before she could speak, she was caught by the cold air coming from Youmeng: "Don't come and persuade me to go back. I will just stay here and not leave. I have to see me at the first time when he comes back, and explain to me clearly."

"I won't advise you, don't I understand your temper yet?" Lan Ying smiled slightly, her eyes swept through the meals that had not moved a few times on the table, "But you have to wait and wait, why don't you even eat anything?"

Youmeng Moran: "I have no appetite."

Lan Ying frowned and looked at her: "Can you not have a good meal for a day if he doesn't come back for a day?"

Youmeng pursed her lips hard: "He won't come back for a day, I'll wait for him for a day."
Chapter completed!