After the new widow, I became a tyrant's tender outer chamber

Chapter 224 Begging
Zhao Rong couldn't help but look around.The hall is beautifully laid out, but it doesn't look like it used to when she lived there.

Ruan Yuyi lifted her skirt and walked slowly, stopping in front of her.After all, there is a lot of estrangement between the two, and they have never been able to deal with each other, so Ruan Yuyi's eyes are calm at this moment.

She clasped her sleeves together, and said with a faint smile, "Why is your Highness in such a hurry." She reached out and helped Zhao Rong to hold the hairpin on his hair.

Her hand wrapped in the fragrance, passed Zhaorong's face, but it made her shiver.

Zhao Rong looked over her shoulders, and landed on the vases on the table, where several red plums were extremely bright.She said slowly, "My sister seems to be having a good time."

"But thanks to His Majesty."

Zhaorong gritted her teeth secretly.But the Majesty she was talking about wanted to send her younger sister to such a wild place.She caressed her upper abdomen, which was covered with a loose skirt, which was barely enough.

While thinking about the Queen Mother's advice, Zhaorong managed to force a smile, "My sister has tidied up so well here, why is there not even Zhongcha?"

Ruan Yuyi didn't want to keep her for a long time, so naturally she neglected the refreshments.Seeing her mentioning it now, she still made an effort to save face and added tea with the fragrance of wood.

Zhaorong was entangled by those palace people for a long time, finally broke in, she was very thirsty, because she drank more than half an hour of tea in one go.After quenching my thirst, I have nothing else to do, and I have things hidden in my heart, because I feel a little restless.

Ruan Yuyi probably knew why she came here this time, but she didn't mention it, and said instead, "Sister is overjoyed, but it's my sister's fault that I don't have time to add a congratulatory gift."

Those soft words lingered in Zhaorong's mouth for a while, but he still didn't say it, "If you want to give gifts, if you don't want to think about your past friendship and help a bunch of people, you can't let Ben Gong really go to that remote place."

She stared at Ruan Yuyi with eagerness in her eyes.

Besides, she has the body to go there, although there is no danger of her life, but those barbarians will definitely not pay attention to her, and it will not be easy in the future.

"Your Highness asked the wrong person. This is His Majesty's will, not the concubine's." Ruan Yuyi took a cake and put it in her mouth.

affection?The word is also novel.

What is the relationship between them?The fact that she can still sit in one place at the moment is the result of her repeated concessions and being careful not to tear her face.

It's just that if the new emperor really wanted to see Zhaorong, how could she have found this place.

Zhaorong knew in her heart that the only people in the palace who could talk to him in front of him were the people in front of him.She was never good at bowing her head, now her face was hot, her lips were pursed, and she only said for a long time:
"I'm not begging you."

Ruan Yuyi laughed lightly, "Then Your Highness doesn't have to talk to the concubine, and the concubine can't help much." It was true, she didn't think that the wind blowing on her pillow could influence his mind.

What's more, she would not be so stupid as to go against his will for the sake of Zhaorong.

It's not worth it.

Zhaorong snorted coldly, as if grasping something she cared about, raised her chin, "Do you know that something happened to the Cheng family?" Cheng Xingqiu was investigated for collusion and cheating in the imperial examination, and is now in prison.

Master Cheng asked for connections everywhere, his eyes turned red.But the trend of investigation from above is in full swing, and some corrupt officials have been caught out recently, and no one dares to act against the wind, let alone someone who has ghosts in his heart, and even if he can't take care of himself, no one will care about him.

The Cheng family's family was in chaos.

When Zhaorong heard about this, she didn't want to believe it.Could it be that his literary talent is also faked by using these dirty methods?

She waited to see Ruan Yuyi's surprised expression, and then asked for more information from her.She sat up.

But unexpectedly, Ruan Yuyi said, "I don't know, and it has nothing to do with me." She was a little surprised in her heart, but it just passed by, as if she heard that the dishes were suddenly changed for today's lunch.

"On the contrary, elder sister, she and the eldest son of the Cheng family are really close as husband and wife. Even now, she still misses him. My younger sister thinks that she can't treat a merciless person like this."

Zhaorong's complexion twisted for a moment, and she said instead, "That's good. Let's not talk about it." Her hands on the dress slightly tightened.

It's not that she doesn't want to help the Cheng family, but as Ruan Yuyi said, she also has no choice but to do so.

Ruan Yuyi covered her mouth and yawned softly, and interrupted, "Your Highness, why not come back in a few days, the concubine is a bit tired today." She did not hide her disapproval towards Zhaorong at all.

Zhao Rong was born in a heap of gold and jade, and there were always only people who flattered her. Wherever she was driven away, she stood up suddenly when she heard the words, "What do you mean?" The tea lid on the lid rang.

She caressed Zhaorong's pale finger bones, and said lightly, "Does it hurt?"

Zhaorong punched the cotton with a punch, and there was nowhere to vent his anger, and he clasped a few more tightly in his hands.

"The concubine said that the concubine can't help His Highness." She didn't mind that Zhaorong broke away from her hand, got up, and whispered in Zhaorong's ear, "I don't want to help either."

She has no reason to agree to Zhaorong's request, not to mention she doesn't seem to understand her situation yet.

Zhaorong opened his mouth, and after a long time he said in a daze, "What about the Cheng family? You don't care about Cheng Xingqiu?"

She was lazy to answer the words, intending to get away and go to the inner room.Zhaorong was anxious, knowing that she could not be asked to leave like this, grabbed her by the arm, and said sharply, "How dare you?"

Although Cen Li led the people out, he did not go far and waited outside the door.At this time, I heard the movement inside, opened the door and entered.

But Ruan Yuyi broke away from her hand and said with a sneer, "There is nothing the concubine can do to prevent the princess from marrying far away, but the concubine may be able to talk to Your Majesty about preparing less dowry."

It was only at this time that Zhaorong realized that the crying woman in front of Cheng's family hall, seeing him and Cheng Xingqiu coming back, had long since faded from her previous youthfulness.Brocade, pearls and emeralds nourish her so noble and charming that people dare not look at her for a long time.

Zhaorong's face turned pale.If she doesn't have enough dowry to rely on, her life there will be even more difficult.

Cen Li approached and motioned, "His Royal Highness, please stop."

She glared at him, as if something was stuck in her throat.She couldn't say a word of the soft words that the Empress Dowager taught her early on, and she hid regret in her heart, and she still didn't want to break her pride.

Holding the posture of the eldest princess, she turned and left.

Cen Li, who was following beside him, caught a glimpse that His Highness's eyes were so red that it seemed that he was about to shed tears in the next moment.He waited for a long time, and the tears were always in her eyes.

There must be another way.she thought to herself.

In the hall, Ruan Yuyi stood there for a while, then leaned back into her chair.Touching the teacup with my fingertips, I found that it was already cold, "Music, pour it out and get another one."

A cup of hot and cold tea was handed to her again, she lowered her eyes, thinking about something.

(End of this chapter)