C35

Du He Ming's heart skipped a beat. "This subject is willing, please grant it, Your Majesty!"

"He's really willing to do it?" A voice that was unclear from the east fell from a high place, bringing with it a hint of coldness, yet also a cold feeling that could not be angered.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Du He Ming hurriedly said, "This humble subject had the same intention long ago!"

"Of course it's the best!" Zhao Jing laughed. "Since this matter has been completed, I will leave with Father Zhong!" Instead, he turned to Wei Shuge and Zhao Yuannan and said, "You two go gather more, go check the warehouse, and bring the surplus food back to my palace!"

Dongfang Wenming held her hand and tightened his grip. "Your majesty?"

"Since the Government Office can agree to this letter, I presume the other officials should have the same thoughts as well." Zhao Jing pretended to not know what the crowd was thinking. "Since the imperial government is at this stage, they should be united as one so that the people of Jiangbei can live on!"

Dongfang Wenming didn't say a word. He just looked at her with an increasingly profound gaze, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Zhao Jing performed extremely well. After two years of practice and suffering, his acting skills had already been thoroughly honed to perfection. She stood in front of him with clear and clean eyes, as if those words were from the bottom of her heart without the slightest bit of planning!

She spoke frankly, as if all his doubts were nothing more than his thoughts, but in the end she felt guilty. She knew well about people in the East. She knew that if there was anything wrong with her, she would teach him. She could only continue acting!

From beginning to end, Dongfang Wenming had stood by her side, allowing her to mess around and speak freely with her family. When she was done, he took her back with him to the Regent's mansion.

Now that he was back in the palace, he would only be blocked by the Qi family and the Prime Minister's residence. When that happened, it would inevitably be a battle of words!

This was the second time that Zhao Jing had entered the Prince's estate, and he was no different from the first. The road was still the same, and even the veranda outside of it hadn't changed at all. He was most likely someone who reminisced about old times.

When she looked up, she saw the octagonal tower again.

The wind blew the copper bell, but it was still silent!

Zhao Jing stopped in his tracks and looked at the sky full of red silk. Her eyes were filled with a gorgeous color that reflected the blue sky and white clouds. It was enough to make people squint!

"Your majesty?" The steward called out in a low voice. Only then did Zhao Jing come back to his senses. "Oh …"

She subconsciously looked towards Dongfang Wenming and suddenly felt that the way he looked at her was a bit cold. He probably didn't like her staring at that octagonal tower, she thought.

"Let's go!" Dongfang Wenming walked in front, and Zhao Jingan followed behind him.

Not going to the main courtyard, not going to the study, he took her to the Warm Pavilion.

Silently taking off her shawl, Zhao Jing obediently closed the door and followed him to the chessboard beneath the window. Zhao Jing was startled and slightly flustered. What was he trying to do?

Once he sat down, Zhao Jing happily held the chess piece in his hand. He leaned on the table and smiled as he looked at Dongfang Wenming. "Father Zhong, are you trying to teach me how to play chess?"

"Doesn't the emperor like to play chess? It's rare for this humble subject to take a trip out of the palace, so this humble subject will have a good match with the Emperor! " Dongfang Wenming lowered his eyes and played with the chess box in his hand. When he spoke, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Zhao Jing was somewhat unable to fathom that at this moment, Dongfang Wenming's voice was still resounding in her ears. How could she dare to …?

"Your majesty, just take out the ability to look after the family!" Dongfang Wenming held the chess piece in his hand, "A match of life and death should be fought with all one's might. If there is an enemy on the battlefield, then there should be courage beyond one's abilities!"

The smile on Zhao Jing's face gradually faded as he stared at the chess pieces on the board. The light in his eyes had finally turned to ice!

The moment her son landed, she thought, whether it's a blessing or a curse, I really can't avoid it this time!

Zhao Jing was unable to see the fluctuations in his expression as he remained unperturbed. There was a profound look in his eyes that no one could understand.

From the day she met him, he had always been cold and aloof, as if no matter what happened, no one could enter his eyes or his heart. He was so high and mighty that he did things his own way. He was so proud that no one could get close to him!

No one dared to approach her, she thought.

Didn't he feel lonely during these twenty years?

"Your majesty?" It was a loud sound, heavy and low.

Zhao Jing snapped back to reality and realized that he had been distracted. And looking at the black and white confrontation on the board, it was similar to their identity and position. On the surface, it was peaceful and interdependent. Secretly, they were the closest enemies!

"I hope the emperor can do his best!" Dongfang Wenming held the chess piece in his hand and looked at her meaningfully.

He had bony hands, and his knuckles were a pale blue. Dongfang, who was born into the martial arts world, was like the wind. He sat like a bell, exuding the majesty of a commander-in-chief. Under her beautiful eyebrows, there was no trace of emotion in her phoenix eyes!

"Does Your Majesty know of a phrase?" Dongfang Wenming was stroking his sleeves.

Zhao Jing replied, "I'm willing to listen to the details!"

"If you don't restrain yourself and don't defend yourself, you will definitely gain and lose. You can't just look on!" Dongfang looked at her meaningfully.

Zhao Jing was intelligent, and felt that he was referring to something. However, she didn't know what exactly he was referring to. Zhao Jing paused for a moment. He pinched the chess piece in his hand and glanced at it. He pursed his lips and asked, "I don't understand!"

"There will always be flaws in the joy of close quarters!" The pieces of the chess piece that had yet to come from the east covered most of Zhao Jing's mountains and rivers.

He leisurely picked up the "Remnants of the Clan" that belonged to her, his expression was still without sadness or joy, "The Emperor is the Ninth Five, he is the ruler of Grand Xia. If he was too focused on one matter or one person, it would be hard to avoid losing his natural instincts! "Your majesty should be clear about what a weak point is!"

In the past, his son had died because of Zhao Jing's weakness.

Zhao Jing's breathing slowed, but his expression didn't change as he continued to play. "I understand that I won't lose my will to play with things!"

"Don't focus too much on it. This is the emperor's way of protecting himself!" Dongfang Wenming looked at the chess pieces on the board and suddenly frowned. As he held the chess piece in his hand, he was actually in a daze for a moment.

"I know that Father Zhong is doing this for my own good, and I understand what you mean!" Today, I was too stubborn. After being bewitched by Prime Minister Ke Bo Cao, I had to come forward to prepare food for the people of Jiangbei, so... The Prime Minister and the Imperial Tutor's intentions were fulfilled, and the people of the imperial court and the Imperial Family were offended! " Zhao Jing was the last one left.

She raised her head and looked at the unchanging color of the East. "But I have been wrong, and Father Zhong can only make me wrong to the end! We are of the same heart, and in terms of dealing with the Qi family, I can't compare to you in terms of planning, but I know clearly that the lips and teeth of Father Zhong and I are cold from the cold! "

Dongfang Wenming let out a long breath, and finally put the chess piece back into the chess box. He raised his head to look at her, but the meaning in his eyes was hard to fathom!

"This Emperor was deceived and caused much trouble for Father Zhong, but this Emperor … "For the matters of Jiangbei, I have no qualms!" Zhao Jing lowered his brows as he looked at the chess pieces on the chessboard. "Father Zhong, you've lost!"

He had lost!

Dongfang Xi had been too careless. He hadn't expected that Zhao Jing would actually retreat in order to advance. Just now, she had thought that he had achieved a complete victory, but who knew that it was actually her that had led the enemy into the depths. The counterattack after abandoning the car to protect the marshal had caught him off guard!

He had taught Zhao Jing a lesson, and Zhao Jing had also taught her a lesson.

"As expected of people, one shouldn't be too pleased with themselves. To be pleased with yourself is to lose!" The East stared at the black and white of the chessboard.

"These are the words in the book. This is the wisdom of the ancients. It has nothing to do with me!" Zhao Jing sat extremely upright, as if he were a good student who was listening to a lesson. His respectful and cautious attitude was somewhat lonely and desolate.

But in his eyes, there was a stubbornness and tenacity that he had never seen before.

Because of him, this little girl, who had slightly straightened her back, had shouldered the great river and great mountain that should not have belonged to her. And now, everything she was enduring, was bestowed by him. It was him who allowed her to become the emperor of Grand Xia, carrying the burden of a deep palace battle of wickedness!

"In the next two years, I will go to the Han Forest Academy when I am bored to death!" Zhao Jing pursed his lips and smiled calmly. "Those books are my darling. I've always been reading and practicing calligraphy every day." I know that there is a father in this world, and I know that I do not have the ability, so I just want to live a good life for myself! "

"Father Zhong has always been protecting me, and I am aware that I do not wish to provoke anyone. However, there are some things that even if I am willing to avoid them, those people who have yet to meet with me will let me off!"

"I don't know what to do, how can Father Zhong stay by my side all the time, what else can I do?" Father Zhong, I feel very tired. I don't want to be an emperor! "

At the end of her sentence, she lowered her eyebrows slightly. Her long eyelashes fell across her face, making her seem like a speckled silhouette in the dim light.

The voice was deep and filled with endless exhaustion.

A twelve-year-old girl, she should have been the age when she was in her prime and had a heart full of desire. However, she was in the highest position in the world, being restricted and planned everywhere.

Some wanted her dead, some wanted to use her. She couldn't help it, but she had to force herself to stay alive in the palace!

"Father Zhong, when can you let me go?" She powerlessly asked, "I have already helped you stabilize the current situation. It doesn't really matter whether there's a sovereign in the world of Da Xia, does it?"

Dongfang Wenming narrowed his eyes. "Is the emperor tired?"

Zhao Jing nodded. "For example, this game of chess. Even though I have been studying the art of chess since a young age, I still have to start over in the palace. I don't dare to show off and have to be very careful in everything I do." Afraid that if people were to find out about it, their lives would be lost! "

In her clear eyes, there were traces of tears. Her young and tender face was covered with the usual paleness. His frail body was somewhat tense, as if he was trying his best to restrain some kind of indescribable emotion.

The surroundings were completely silent. No one spoke a word, and only their auras were slowly circulating in the quiet room.

Zhou Zhizhi broke the deadlock by coming in to serve tea. Seeing that the two of them did not say anything, Zhou Zhiqian did not dare to linger. After serving the tea, he quickly retreated.

Dongfang Bu Fang let out a sigh, but he did not say anything.

Zhao Jing raised her cup. She didn't know if she could gain Dong Fang Ming's trust from saying that. Or was it because he had overdone it and made people suspicious? Even though he was apprehensive, he did not dare to show any unusual emotions in front of Dongfang Wenming.

She dared not look up at him, the lid of the china white jade tucked between her fingertips.

Within the cup, the lotus heart was sinking and the fragrance of the lotus was wafting in the air.

Zhao Jing's pupils suddenly contracted. Lotus Heart Tea?

Dongfang Wenming's neither warm nor cold voice came from the other side. "This humble subject personally picked up this lotus heart. Your majesty can drink it without worry!"

Lifting her head, she frowned as she looked at him, her heart throbbing. "Father Zhong's observation of the minutiae, I'm ashamed of myself!"

The cup suddenly slammed down, and the lid and the rim of the cup emitted a clear cracking sound.

He knew her preferences and habits very well. Habits were indeed the most dangerous thing! The East was not clear, it was too dangerous!