Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 787

Blurred sunlight, shaded by green trees.

The East Palace is next to Yongchangfang, and it is the place where all officials must pass through. Therefore, there are mostly elegant rooms in teahouses, which seem to be quieter than other places.

Two poplar flowers are in full bloom, like snow and flakes, flying chaotically, and the world seems to be covered with a layer of white veil.

At this time, the sun moved westward, and it was time for lunch. The smoke from the kitchen was rising, and every household was busy cooking. From time to time, the sound of chopping firewood and pouring water could be faintly heard through the doors and windows.

Zhao Xiwei's body has not yet fully recovered, and after walking such a long distance, he just turned out of the workshop at this time, and felt a little unable to hold on.

The sun was so strong that it made her cheeks sting slightly, but she couldn't feel the temperature, she only felt the cold air coming from every pore.

The feeling of dizziness rushed straight to the forehead, and the eyes suddenly fell into darkness.

Unless summoned, private carriages and horses were not allowed to enter the imperial city. Even if Zhao Xiwei had special treatment, he would change to a carriage in the palace and be escorted into the inner gate by the guards.

When she came, the carriage stopped at Suzaku Gate, and if she walked from here, she needed to pass through two more gates.

She didn't bring a maid, and she didn't have any friends nearby, so there was no better way than walking over abruptly.

Zhao Xi leaned on the wall slightly, remembering that someone in the East Palace said they wanted to send her off just now, he felt a little regretful, he should have sent her out if he knew it earlier, and now he wouldn't have to suffer this crime.

But thinking of what he said at that time, he couldn't help but smiled bitterly.

"Don't appear in the East Palace again."

He has ordered, which official in the East Palace dares to arrange carriages for her?

He is not a man who is indecisive and loves his sons and daughters. He is about to break up anyway. Do you still expect him to have a good face?

Forget it...

It's good to have nothing to do with each other...

She slowly followed the wall and squatted down.

She hugged her knees, buried her face in her arms, and held back her tears little by little.

Nothing to be sad about.

Only by letting go completely can we have a new life.

Her life cannot be trapped in a sad past, and her future cannot be pinned on a dangerous man.

There are still many important things waiting for her to solve.

For example, that mysterious blood book.

What happened to Shen Yuqing's illness?What happened to the queen's illness?Behind their premature deaths, is there really any conspiracy hidden?
Why did the emperor's attitude towards her suddenly plummet?
Why is Pei Cairen still alive after killing her child?Even if the emperor didn't know the inside story, it would be a crime to buy a murderer to kill someone.

And... why did Concubine Shu "poison" Xu Yunjiao's child?
These incidents one after another seemed to happen by coincidence, but everything affected the Zhao residence.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing at herself.

With so many mysteries waiting to be solved, how could she have time to mourn a broken relationship?

Zhao Xiwei squatted on the street for a while, then stood up, but before he could make a move——

There was a whirlwind!
broken……

Her back was weakly pressed against the wall, and she slumped to the ground. There was only one thought in her mind: She was going to faint on the street!
"Hey?!! Girl, what's wrong with you!"

There was a surprised voice, which immediately caused exclamations from all around, followed by the voices of several girls: "Hey? Isn't that Sister Wei?!"

"is her!"

"Let's let one let, let one let!"

With messy footsteps, several figures surrounded him.

Zhao Xiwei still had a little consciousness left, and struggled to lift her eyelids, the pink and willow green covered the light in front of her eyes.

Several familiar faces magnified in front of her.

Cui Yurong, Qiao Yunqian, Pei Zhenzhen, and a girl in pink.

Before Zhao Xiwei could recognize her, Cui Yurong hugged her shoulder: "Sister Wei, are you alright?"

"Yeah, why are you here?"

"Is it heatstroke? Hurry up and get a bowl of iced drink!"

Soon, a bowl of ice-cold food came to his lips.

Zhao Xi supported the bowl slightly, drank a few sips in a daze, and then regained some strength, but she is not suitable for eating cold things at the moment, so she shook her head slightly, and pushed the bowl away: "I'm much better."

Cui Yurong groaned, "Sister Wei, what's wrong with your mouth?" When she took a closer look, she was even more surprised: "It's blood! Are you injured?"

The other three were terrified: "What's going on?"

The girl in pink said, "It doesn't seem like she was injured."

"What's going on?" the remaining three Qiqi asked, "Where did the blood come from?"

Where did the blood come from?

Zhao Xi was slightly taken aback, then smiled.

Seeing her appearance, several people were even more confused: "Sister Wei?"

Cui Yurong helped Zhao Xiwei up, looked around again, and said, "Could it be that you got into a fight with someone else?"

"What nonsense, how does Sister Wei look like that!" As soon as the words fell, several people paused, after all, Zhao Xiwei even killed hunting dogs.

Zhao Xiwei leaned his back against the wall and looked up at the sky. He only felt that the sunlight was particularly glaring, so he narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Well..."

"With whom?" Cui Yurong's eyes widened, "Who is so daring to attack you in broad daylight?"

"..." Zhao Xiwei was amused by her.

But this smile undoubtedly made his weak body worse, and he coughed again and again from choking.

"Isn't it? Someone really engaged in a sneak attack? Who is so unafraid of death?"

Pei Zhenzhen had always felt guilty for causing a catastrophe last time, so he rolled up his sleeves and said, "The thief must still be around! Sister Wei, I'll go and catch him!"

"Yes!" Cui Yurong clapped his hands again and again, "Catch him back, and each of us will give him a slap in the face! We can't beat him to death!"

"Don't make trouble!" Qiao Yunqian hurriedly stopped the two of them, "If you dare to hurt someone at the emperor's feet, there will be envoys to punish him, so why bother you to show off the limelight!"

Seeing that Zhao Xiwei's situation is really not very good, he said again: "Sister Wei, don't worry too, this place is next to the East Palace, maybe His Highness has been alarmed, maybe he has already been caught by Commander Yuan—"

When she mentioned the word Donggong, Zhao Xiwei didn't want to hear it, so she interrupted: "Miss Xu seldom shows up, why is she so elegant today?"

"Hello, Sister Wei." The pink-clothed girl saluted immediately, "I heard that my aunt is ill, and my mother came to visit the Prime Minister's mansion. I came with my mother."

This Miss Xu is the granddaughter of the eldest princess and the niece of Xu Yunjiao, so she can be regarded as a "relative", but she basically didn't move around much.

This time, Xu Yunjiao's condition is likely to be serious.

But since he was visiting the sick, how could he run out to play in the street?
Zhao Xiwei felt strange in his heart, but he didn't ask any further questions. He just nodded and said, "I see."

While talking, Qiao Yunqian had asked the boy to drive the carriage over, "It's getting late, sister Meng, sister Wei, you just go back together."

"That's right." Xu Yuanmeng followed the good advice, supported Zhao Xiwei's hand, and said, "Sister Wei, be careful."

Zhao Xiwei didn't meet her.

After bidding farewell to Qiao Yunqian and the others, they got into the car with Xu Yuanmeng.

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One more chapter, let’s cook first, Chapter 2 wait until the meal is finished
(End of this chapter)