The vicious villain is pretending to be weak again

The girl's voice was calm, and even after the lie was exposed, she didn't look like an evildoer at all. She stood in the hall with her back straight, and the scenery was like a bright moon.

"You're honest." Xi Yu, who had been tossed almost half of his life, gritted his teeth. Looking at Jiang Lingyi's current appearance, he clearly felt that Jiang Lingyi now is even more beautiful than the Jiang Lingyi he saw in his previous life. Hateful a hundred times.

What made him most unhappy was that during the few late nights when he was recuperating in the side hall, he also wavered for a moment.

Shaken by the so-called life-saving grace.

Seeing Xi Yu's great emotions, Jiang Lingyi sat down calmly, her temples swayed slightly with her movements, and there was a little innocence and purity in her eyebrows and eyes.

"It's just the law of the jungle, why don't I be frank, if you were me, would you let me go?"

Her tone was light, but not interrogative.

The little girl was sure that Xi Yu couldn't do it.

Xi Yu's throat choked, and after a long silence, he spoke.

"If we have no grievances or enmities, I will naturally..."

"Oh, you're really dishonest."

Jiang Lingyi sneered.

For the other self, one is her fiancé who is expected to reach that position, and the other is her blood-related elder brother, no matter which one she is, she cannot be someone she can hurt at will.

But there is only Xi Yu, he is a proton, his existence is embarrassing and humble, and that Miss Zheng is very close to him.

It is not surprising that Xi Yu will become the object of catharsis.

But Jiang Lingyi is not her. She is actually too lazy to fight for a man with a little girl, and she is too lazy to waste her time in these so-called love affairs.

"Don't worry, after this incident, I won't make it difficult for you anymore. You can leave Changle Hall on your own in the future, and I won't stop you."

Hearing this sentence, the emotion on Xi Yu's face was not joy, but vigilance.

Seeing his expression, Jiang Lingyi couldn't help laughing, and she stood up straight.

"It will do you no harm to maintain this vigilance."

After saying that, she was about to turn around and leave gracefully, when the dull questioning voice of the young man came from behind.

"You will take revenge on them, right, that's why you came out of the palace."

They, this term is a bit broad, but Jiang Lingyi didn't look back.

"you guess."

Her words were unclear, and Xi Yu was left alone in the hall anxiously speculating about her means of revenge.

What will she do to Ah Rou?

Xi Yu, who is still just a proton now, once again experienced the long-lost sense of powerlessness.

Jiang Lingyi, who walked briskly out of the side hall, bumped into Yao Ai and Zan Xing who had been waiting outside for a long time.

Yao Ai is wearing a plain blue dress, with delicate and elegant patterns sewn on the overlapping skirts, while Zan Xing is wearing a sky blue robe, with black hair tied high, just like a man's attire.

"master."

When the two saw Jiang Lingyi coming out, their tense expressions eased a lot.

"Master, the empress called you over."

Hearing this, Jiang Lingyi looked like a naughty boy after a successful prank, his eyes were full of joy.

"It seems that grandma wants to see me anyway."

She has done so many things and made a lot of trouble, just to force the empress dowager who is hiding to summon her.

Looking at the childish little master, Yao Ai felt helpless, but the hairpin star on the side was calm, just silently following behind Jiang Lingyi, who was walking briskly, like a silent shadow.

Inside the Cining Palace.

The empress dowager, who closed the door to thank guests, sat in the hall, filled with sandalwood incense. When she was young, she was the most beautiful woman in the world. Time is merciless, and she only replaced her black hair with blue silk.

Smelling the rich and tangy sandalwood in the room, the smile on Jiang Lingyi's face became lighter.

"outside……"

"Kneel down."

The Empress Dowager spoke up, and the room was so shocked that the whole room was silent.

Jiang Lingyi didn't hesitate for a moment, and knelt obediently in the hall.

And the aunt in charge of the Compassionate Ning Palace also retreated silently with the serving maids, and the palace door was slowly closed.

The Empress Dowager raised her eyes, her gaze was as sharp as a cold blade, and she saw that the little girl was really kneeling in the hall obediently, her back was straight and her face was calm and composed.

"Why do you want to leave the palace?"

Jiang Lingyi was silent, the queen mother looked at her, her tone was light, but with endless connivance.

"The matter between the Zheng family and Zhao Quan, you have been wronged, and the Ai family will take care of it for you. As for the queen, she will stay in the Zhengyang Palace and think about it behind closed doors from tomorrow..."

"Grandmother."

Jiang Lingyi raised her head slightly, the arrogance of the past faded away, and the nobility of nobles came out from between her brows.

"The smell of medicine in this temple can hardly be covered by triple sandalwood."

The queen mother pursed her lips, as if she was a little surprised that she would notice these things, and then slowed down her voice as if to comfort.

"It's just some minor illness, it's nothing to worry about."

"Is it really a minor illness and pain... Then why, I want to light this sandalwood to cover people's eyes and ears, why is the gate of the Palace of Compassionate Ning closed and no imperial doctor is seen, why... why did I call my brother back to Beijing."

Zhenzhou, a border fortress in the Southern Song Dynasty, is occupied by 30 Zhenshan troops.

It stands to reason that Jiang Heng, the eldest son of the Marquis of Weiyuan, should be a hereditary title and be a rich and noble prince in Bianjing, but the Queen Mother will send Jiang Heng to the Zhenshan Army barracks when he was 14 years old. Fifteen out of ten, but already in charge of 30 troops, occupying a state.

And at the beginning of this year, the imperial edict from the Palace of Compassionate Ning had rushed to Zhenzhou eight hundred miles away.

Jiang Heng is coming back.

Jiang Lingyi breathed a deep sigh of relief, she knew in her heart that her grandmother must have something important to call her brother back to Beijing.

What could it be.

Is it about the throne, or about... her?

"What is grandma afraid of? Is she afraid that my uncle will not be able to stabilize the situation in the court alone, that he will not be able to suppress the wolfish ambitions of those two, or that the imperial power will be subverted, and the Southern Song Dynasty will change..."

"A Bao!" The Queen Mother frowned, and narrowed her eyes warningly. This time, she finally started to face up to her granddaughter whom she had loved for many years.

She knelt in the hall, her gaze was open, and she was not afraid of her majesty.

"Grandmother, the prince is dull, devoted to extravagance and pleasure, and is useless. Zhao Quan is a hypocrite. If he is really put on the throne, there is no room for me in Bianjing. Ah Bao knows that no one can be alone in a crisis, so he I can't, and I don't want to be a coward hiding behind you all the time.

I have been happy under the wings of you and your brother for long enough. From today onwards, I will be the purest knife in your hand. I will do what you can't do and what my brother doesn't want to do.

Granddaughter is willing to do for you, for this Southern Song Dynasty, everything that is unacceptable in the world, regardless of good or evil, she will never hesitate to die. "