Heyi looked at Rong Shuang'er in a strange way. "You're so bold. It's really scary!" Rong Shuang'er felt extremely uncomfortable, knowing that she had been too impetuous that day.
She turned back and asked Song Jinyu, "Have you ever been this bold?" Song Jinyu smiled and drank the tea in her cup. "The bold things I've done are much more daring than this!"
"What have you done to the Fourth Brother?" Heyi pretended to look terrified. "You didn't... get the Fourth Brother before marriage, did you?"
"Zhongli Heyi! What kind of romantic novels have you been reading lately?"
Song Jinyu was startled by her words.
"The bold things I'm talking about are not about relationships between men and women." Besides, she didn't need to use any means on Zhongli Mingye.
However, the real murderer who killed the Queen hadn't been found out yet. She shook her head, thinking that the people in the Palace Affairs Supervision were really incompetent.
Then she thought that maybe someone didn't want the real murderer to be exposed.
After all, the Queen was reported to have died of illness.
Heyi chattered on, telling Song Jinyu and the others the news she had heard from Concubine Jia. "It's really laughable. Concubine Xue, relying on the Emperor's favor, actually has her eyes on the position of the Queen."
"Ah? Really?"
Rong Shuang'er said disdainfully, "With her background as a dancing girl? If she were to become the Queen of the Daxia Dynasty, it would truly be a joke."
"Among the concubines in the palace, only Concubine Shu and my mother have relatively high ranks. Other concubines have little chance."
Concubine Shu had never been involved in such matters. If the new Queen were to be selected from the concubines of high rank, Heyi's mother would be the most likely candidate.
Would Concubine Xue be willing to accept this? Song Jinyu comforted her, "Concubine Xue is not to be feared, because... the Emperor has the final say on who will be the Queen."
"Now let's think of a way for Shuang'er on how to make your Uncle accept her."
Rong Shuang'er lowered her head shyly. No matter how bold she was, she was still very confused about her feelings.
"Alright! Let's wait until Uncle is released from confinement first," Heyi said optimistically, but Rong Shuang'er felt bitter in her heart. She quietly glanced at Song Jinyu and was relieved to see that there was no strange expression on her face.
After seeing the two of them off, Song Jinyu went to the study. Coincidentally, Zhongli Mingye came back early today, and she had something to ask him.
"Everyone's gone?"
Zhongli Mingye put down the secret letter in his hand and sat back in the chair, relaxing. He motioned for Song Jinyu to come over with his eyes.
Should she go over?
She felt a bit awkward for no reason, but seeing that man slightly narrowing his phoenix eyes, she had to walk towards him.
Sure enough, she was immediately pulled into his arms. "My love, do you like this style?" What style? Song Jinyu widened her eyes.
"Like it in the study..." Suddenly, he gently bit her earlobe and murmured something vaguely, which made Song Jinyu so angry that she wanted to hit him. But the strength gap was too great. To avoid getting hurt, she had to give up the idea. "I have something serious to talk about!"
"Um..."
He ignored her and continued to nuzzle into her neck, making Song Jinyu not know where to hide. "You..."
How could this happen?
"Mingye, I have something to ask you."
"What is it?" He looked at her thoughtfully and probably guessed what she wanted to ask. But thinking like this, he suddenly felt a bit unhappy. Looking into those clear eyes, he smiled faintly. "The answer to what you want to ask is already in your heart. Why do you still come to ask me?"
"Precisely because I have an answer, I'm here to confirm it." Song Jinyu was silent for a while. "I want to know the real murderer who killed the Queen."
"The real murderer?" Zhongli Mingye stood up and looked at her seriously. "Do you think the real murderer is me?"
Song Jinyu didn't answer, seemingly acquiescing to this.
Zhongli Mingye's face darkened. So she didn't trust him so much. The atmosphere in the study became stagnant. He didn't say a word and walked out, pushing the door open.
Maybe she shouldn't have asked him, but Song Jinyu was always a bit worried. Now that the Queen was dead, the Emperor would choose a new Queen after the New Year.
His mother, Concubine Shu, was the most likely candidate at present. Then Zhongli Mingye would be the future legitimate son.
He would be closer to that position!
Was it really him? Song Jinyu had been investigating this matter for a while. Whether it was him or not, she wouldn't have a big reaction. She just wanted to tell Zhongli Mingye to be careful.
In the training room, Zhongli Mingye knocked Qingfeng to the ground. "Again!" Seeing that his mood was extremely bad, Xingjian took over and fought with him.
Several shadow guards attacked at the same time.
Until Zhongli Mingye exhausted all his strength. Thinking of the past, he was afraid that she had never really trusted him.
The more he thought about it, the more disappointed he became. He asked himself that he had devoted all his heart to Song Jinyu. Now being questioned by her, he only felt heart - broken.
Song Jinyu was looking at the information about Concubine Xue and finally understood the secret of Concubine Xue entering the palace to serve the old Emperor. Concubine Xue was originally the daughter of an official, but unfortunately, her family had declined. She had fallen into a life of prostitution and was appreciated by Xiao Xueyi, who then trained her to be a dancing girl.
Concubine Xue had a younger sister and a younger brother.
Back then, they were displaced. By chance, her younger sister entered the palace, and her younger brother was still with her. They both entered the Tingran Pavilion.
If it was really the Queen who killed her younger sister, she would surely take revenge.
But even though she knew the real murderer, she couldn't enter the palace without an imperial edict. So she had to put this thought aside for the time being. Anyway, Ming Ruyi was out.
That man was still sulking and didn't show up for a long time. She didn't know what he was being so awkward about...
In winter, it was getting colder and colder. A heavy snow covered countless sins. She reached out to catch the snowflakes, and her heart gradually sank.
She couldn't calm down either.
The situation seemed stable, but everyone had different thoughts. She was no exception.
On Tianmen Mountain, there were Wen Sirong and other senior brothers. She thought they would surely inherit their master's last wish. In Liuzhou City, there were her father, elder brother, sister - in - law, and Ling Yu. She missed them a bit. She hadn't seen them for half a year.
She hadn't been so attached to her family before, but now that she was married far away in the capital, the longing was getting stronger.
"Your Highness, shall we serve dinner now?"
"I've already eaten. I'm going out now..."
Song Jinyu sighed. "Cook the porridge. Let him have a bowl when he comes back."
Niaoniao saw that she was unhappy and said, "Why do you torture yourself like this? If you're concerned about the Prince, you might as well send it to him in person."
"No!"
She was afraid that man was still angry.
The snow stopped. She walked out of the house and stepped on the snow, which creaked. The wintersweet in the yard was covered with snow. It was very beautiful.
She gently broke off a branch and put it with the snow into a vase.
Ming Ruyi was leaning against the yard gate, looking at her. His eyes were full of that graceful figure.
But he came too late, so he would never have a chance again.
He regretted it very much. He regretted why he had discovered this different kind of affection, which made him no longer able to be a friend with Song Jinyu calmly.
"Hey? Ming Ruyi!" Song Jinyu noticed him and ran over with a smile. "You're out!"
"Yeah!"
Seeing the snow on his body, Song Jinyu quickly invited him into the Liuyun Pavilion. It was cold in winter, but there was a stove burning in the Liuyun Pavilion, and it was as warm as spring inside.
"I'm here to thank you for the golden sore medicine. It's very effective." Ming Ruyi really wanted to thank her and also really wanted to see her.
This time, he had walked on the edge of death again. And he was even clearer about his own feelings.