Probably because Ziqing took proper care and kept up with nutrition, Zuo Jieyu's body slowly improved.
It can be seen that she really cherishes her life.
Who would spare their lives?
But it's still a long way to go.
Zuo Jieyu's spirit is a little better, she spends more time looking at a place in a daze, staying in a daze all day, ignoring Ziqing who is busy around.
This silence lasted for more than a month.
On this day, Zuo Jieyu's eyes finally focused on Ziqing, she looked at Ziqing in a daze, her eyes were like two sharp arrows, and she was in Ziqing's soul.
It's a pity that Ziqing's calm eyes are like a deep pool, and he can't see what is hidden under the peaceful appearance.
But if there is a hidden thing, it is simply terrible Zuo Jieyu suddenly stretched out her hand that was as dry as a chicken claw, grabbed Ziqing's hand that was wiping her body, and said, "No matter who you are, this palace knows your intentions during this time."
This palace knows that my time is short, and if I die one day, according to the precedent, the emperor will bury the people around me."
Zi Jing's head slammed to the ground, she had expected that she would definitely know that she was an impostor, but now that the other party has been waiting for more than a month, saying it in such a way and tone, does it mean that she is helpless and unwilling in her heart But what kind of power made her finally compromise The muscles at the corners of Zuo Jieyu's mouth spasmed, and she reluctantly pulled out a smile at Ziqing, and patted her hand: "You are good, this palace will not let you wither with me at this flower-like age."
For now, it is " Zi Jing looked at Zuo Jieyu with wide eyes, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, even if she had killed people like hemp before, she had never had such a panic.
Suddenly, she felt that the whole world had become mysterious.
A woman is like water, and she seems to be as soft as a boneless, but if she is strong, the perseverance is enough to pierce the stone.
In Zuo Jieyu's words, she has seen through the warmth and coldness of the world, she hates her family for sending her into this Longtan tiger's den as a bargaining chip to consolidate power, but she hates that man even more, it was he who harmed her life.
Oh, no, the women in this harem seem to be fighting and pampering each other, but in the final analysis, it's all that man's fault She had already seen through life and death, if she had died before, she would have died, and now, she felt that she might still be of some use.
She vaguely felt that this woman was different from other women who went with the flow, and might be able to help her fulfill her wish that she would bring down the emperor Of course, this is just what Zuo Jieyu said.
Ziqing has no reason not to believe it.
In the next month, Zuo Jieyu used her life to entrust her ideals to Ziqing.
Tell Ziqing bit by bit about her from childhood to adulthood She wants Zijing to become another Zuo Jieyu.
She didn't have a choice, did she still have a choice?
Zijing saw the occasional grievance and unwillingness in Zuo Jieyu's expression, and sighed slightly in her heart.
At this time, the weakness and low voice do not mean that she is kind and soft by nature, after all, Ziqing has not been here in vain for more than a month, no matter how heartfelt the two old grandmothers are, she still knows what kind of person this Zuo Jieyu used to be from the few words they occasionally revealed.
Regardless of her previous splendid life in Zuo Xiangguofu, how many people's lives and lives were deprived and controlled with a single mouth and a hand.
Even when she was in the palace, when she had a miscarriage at the beginning, she was angry with the maids and women around her, killed dozens of people with a cane and then fell ill, and everyone fell into the well, and no one was willing to go to the Rongxi Palace anymore.
Only Qiao Yue has been following, but Zuo Jieyu only thinks that she will get better from her illness and regain the emperor's favor, and take all the money to please the stewards.
Even in order to gain the favor of a superintendent, he even wanted to send Qiao Yue to eat with others, so Qiao Yue wanted to find another way for himself.
Therefore, Zijing has absolute reason to believe: If Zuo Jieyu really gave birth to the emperor's sons and grandsons in the past three years, coupled with Zuo Xiangguo's influence in the imperial court, it may not be possible to become the queen with her means.
Grunt, perhaps, it's not so simple behind this.
In this Rongxi Palace, there are barren grass everywhere, full of decay and desolation.
The emperor had long forgotten her, and the reason why he still let her stay here was to give her or Zuo Xiangguo the last dignity.
It's decent and fart-inspired.
Ziqing changed into her palace maid's clothes for Zuo Jieyu, and she wore a wide-sleeved skirt with a waist to switch identities, and jumped from a maid to the master in an instant.
On the night of a month ago, a dark shadow swooped into the Rongxi Palace and stopped for a long time in front of the critically ill Zuo Jieyu's bed.
Another palace maid in the Rongxi Palace died, and it was reported to the Internal Affairs Office and someone was sent to deal with it.
Ziqing appeared in front of everyone as Zuo Jieyu, delicate as a weak willow supporting the wind, but her aura was very big, saying that she was Jieyu and should be treated like Jieyu, four palace maids and four eunuchs.
The Internal Affairs Office was prevaricating as before, Ziqing's heart was on fire, she was not really a powerless woman, and it was a meal to rush up at the moment.
The leader shouted: "Come on, Zuo Jieyu is frightened and delirious, and she is helped to the inner courtyard."
Whoa, five or six eunuchs immediately surrounded him, grabbing his arms and feet, and some of them secretly beat Ziqing in the stomach.
At this time, Ziqing knew that the darkness of the inner palace, the slave bully, had reached the peak of perfection.
If she is really Zuo Jieyu, this time she will really be dumb and eat coptis, and she can play well without being sick.
It's no wonder that no matter how the ladies in the inner palace use their means, they are all powerless women who are also mothers, and for these people in the internal affairs office who are on errands in the harem, they can only please Therefore, Ziqing feels that the women in the harem use various methods to retain their youth and beauty, all kinds of jewelry, all kinds of gorgeous clothes, and all of this is not more important than having a pair of tough fists Well, Ziqing also took it for granted.
It's like yourself, the sword goes off the rails, if you don't comprehend it yourself, others won't teach martial arts at will.
What's more, ordinary people who take virtuous and gentle women as the yardstick for measuring good women, ordinary people will never send women to learn boxing, kicking, dancing, knives and guns, for fear that the roughness of their hands and feet will not look good.
Ziqing has seen with her own eyes the daughter who thinks her mother has taught her to be a little loud: speak softly and softly, otherwise no mother-in-law will like it, which can be seen from this.
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