At this point, Zhuge Mingkong fell silent, and Rong Yu also fell silent with her. Zhuge Mingkong's words were very clear. In addition to Rong Yu's original identity being impersonated, Zi's identity was also impersonated. Those who dare to impersonate the princes of the two countries

, definitely not a simple character.

After a moment of silence, Rong Yu gently hugged her tightly with his hands, placed his lips next to her ear, and murmured in a low voice: "Mingkong, no matter what others want to do, it doesn't matter to me, but I absolutely can't

It involves you."

If someone plots against them, he will never stand idly by.

"Don't worry, I'm just a dandy girl in the eyes of the world. Others won't be so boring and plot against me." Zhuge Mingkong hugged Rong Yu tightly, then opened his mouth and gently bit his chin: "Let's sleep! I have a good day today.

tired."

"Um!"

The two lay down and hugged each other tightly.

She admired Rong Yu's calm posture every day, but the more reason was because at the moment, they just wanted to be together, and there would be many opportunities for things between men and women in the future.

In the following days, Zhuge Minggong returned to Wenhou's Mansion. Although Wenhou's Mansion was under the supervision of Uncle Feng and nothing would happen to her, she was still Wenhou after all. She only left for a few months each time. How could this happen?

It doesn't make sense.

However, there were many people from Tingyuge in Wenhou's mansion, so she was never worried.

During the two days after returning home, Zhuge Ming spent the whole day absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish her body. In the evening, Rong Yu would come to accompany her, and the two of them played chess and chatted, like a couple who had been married for many years.

After two days of conditioning, although not much spiritual energy had accumulated in her body, it could still be used for her to use spiritual techniques. Rong Yu had already gone to court, but she was in no mood these days and continued to take leave.

On the third day, instead of going to court, Zhuge Mingkong and Rong Yu played chess in her room. When the murderous intent of this game was fully revealed, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Miss, someone from the palace has come to see you."

"In the palace?" After hearing this, Zhuge Mingkong was stunned for a moment and looked out the door. At this time, the door of her room just opened, and what he saw was a young eunuch dressed in ordinary clothes.

She looked at the young man, a little confused, as she had never seen him before.

"If it's really urgent, just come in!" Zhuge Mingkong's eyes returned to the chess game in front of him. Rong Yu's move just now made her fall into a dilemma.

Now, she had to quickly think of a way to rescue herself from the predicament.

The young man walked into the room and then bowed slightly: "See Miss Mingkong, see Prince Anling!"

"No need to be polite, just tell me what you have to say!" Rong Yu held the white piece on the chessboard, with an elegant profile that was as beautiful as the blue sky and white clouds.

The young man looked at Rong Yu and was silently dazed for a moment. People said that Prince Anling was extremely handsome, but now he really looked like what everyone said. After being stunned for a moment, the young eunuch saluted and said: "Slave

He is the eunuch on duty at Huanyuan Palace, and Auntie Wanqiu in the palace asked me to bring this letter out, saying that it was to be given to Miss Mingkong."

"Late Qiu..." When he heard the name, Zhuge Mingkong's hands froze for a moment, as he was very unfamiliar with the name Wan Qiu. Then he remembered that after her aunt the Queen gave her medicine, she gave the medicine to

One palace maid, that palace maid is called Wan Qiu.

She didn't know him, so why did he ask someone to bring a letter to her?

Zhuge Mingkong was silent for a moment, and then he warmly ordered Ang Nuan: "Bring it over!"

"yes!"

Annuan took the envelope from the young man's hand and handed it to Zhuge Mingkong. Her eyes fell on the handwriting on it. It was beautiful and elegant, and it looked very pleasing to the eye.

Open the letter and it says.

Miss Mingkong, see you at Fanghua Palace at noon, Zongzheng in the late autumn.

With these simple words, Zhuge Mingkong's eyes suddenly turned cold and he handed the letter to Rong Yu.

Rong Yu lightly scanned the words on it, and then with an elegant move, he said warmly: "I will accompany you later."

"Do you really want to go?" Zhuge Mingkong didn't want to get involved with others. Writing this very short letter this late autumn, the only thing she cared about was that surname - Zong Zheng.

Wan Qiu should also know that the only thing that can attract her is the word Zongzheng.

"She has no close friendship with you, but she invites you to meet her. She must have something to do." Rong Yu said warmly.

"Okay, I'll go." Zhuge Mingkong heard Rong Yu's words and nodded slightly. Then he looked at the little eunuch who was still in the room and said calmly: "You are back in late autumn, I will definitely attend the appointment on time."

"Yes, Miss Mingkong, I will take my leave now."

After saying this, the little eunuch left her room. At this moment, Rong Yu paused and gently raised his eyes to look at her. His beautiful face was like the moonlight flowing quietly, elegant and unparalleled in the world.

"You lost."

"Three consecutive defeats." Zhuge Mingkong was a little discouraged, looking at the chess game, and then began to pack up the chess pieces.

After finishing cleaning up, Zhuge Mingkong lay on the chessboard, looked at the blue sky outside the door and said warmly: "Xuanyuan Yu City will be here tomorrow. Hey, another boring show is about to happen!"

"It's nothing, it will be over soon." Rong Yu put his hand on Zhuge Mingkong's face, and gently stroked the soft and smooth skin on her face with his fingers.

Zhuge Mingkong was a little itchy by his touch and laughed softly: "Stop making trouble, it's so itchy."

Hearing this, Rong Yu took back his hand.

After that, about a moment later, Angnuan came in with food, and the two of them started to eat lunch.

After lunch, Zhuge Mingkong helped Rong Yu get into the carriage and entered the palace.

I haven't been to the palace for many days, and there is still an unspeakable depression among the red walls and green tiles. The palace seems very busy today. After all, tomorrow, Dayan's envoy, who has been delayed for several months, will finally arrive. People in the palace

, naturally it was quite hectic.

The Fanghua Palace where we met her in late autumn was a cold palace that had been abandoned by the previous emperor. It had not been cleaned for decades. It was overgrown with weeds and extremely desolate. It no longer had the prosperity, grace, dignity and elegance of decades ago.

The moment he walked inside, he saw a woman sitting on a stone bench amidst the desolation and chaos.

The simple palace maid clothes set off her elegance, and she had no makeup, which gave her a unique beauty. However, what really surprised Zhuge Mingkong was her high and protruding abdomen.

Hearing the footsteps, Wan Qiu slowly turned around and looked at Zhuge Mingkong and Rong Yu, then slowly stood up and prepared to salute.

"You are pregnant, so you don't need to be polite." Zhuge Mingkong looked at Wan Qiu indifferently, his eyes extremely indifferent. She and Rong Yu sat on the other two stone benches, looking around the Fanghua Palace.

There is only one life of youth, and now there may be only a few lonely souls left.

"Miss Mingkong, Wan Qiu invites you here today for no other reason than the child in my belly." Wan Qiu spoke first. She looked at Zhuge Mingkong, her delicate face full of pleading.

Zhuge Mingkong glanced at Wan Qiu, then smiled softly and said: "Aunt Wan Qiu's words are really interesting. If your child doesn't go to find the father of the child, what will he do to me?"

She was really a little surprised, why would he invite her to meet him for the sake of his child in late autumn?

She was really puzzled!

"Miss Mingkong, this child came here because of you, so you should protect him." Wan Qiujing looked at Zhuge Mingkong and said warmly.

Zhuge Mingkong looked back at her, smiled faintly and said: "You are very clear about what happened that day! Why didn't you report me to the Queen's aunt? If you get her protection, you will definitely live a much better life."

If the queen knew about this, she would definitely not let her go. And she would never treat anyone who provided the queen with opportunities badly. With the queen's protection in the palace, this road would definitely be easier. Moreover, for late autumn, the emperor was like this

For a favored palace maid, there may be a bright future.

However, she didn't report her, which was really strange!

"I didn't tell the queen, she is just a sad woman to me. As for her status as queen, it will be nothing but dust after a hundred years, so why should I care about it?" Wan Qiu said lightly, and then she looked at her.

Xiang Zhuge Mingkong sighed and said: "Miss Mingkong, this child comes because of you, and it is also because of me. I really want to give birth to my own children. As for his father, I don't care.

"

Wan Qiu's innocent words made Zhuge Mingkong stunned for a moment. She looked at Rong Yu aside, their eyes met, and then slowly separated.

"Aunt Wan Qiu, does the Emperor's uncle know about your child?" Zhuge Mingkong looked at her and asked.

The old emperor had ten sons in total, but now there are only four left. If a boy is born in late autumn, he will definitely attract the attention of the old emperor. This child will definitely be extremely wealthy in the future.

Regarding Zhuge Mingkong's question, Wan Qiu smiled sarcastically to her surprise. She looked at Zhuge Mingkong and said quietly: "In the fight for the throne, do you think the infant child will still be alive if it is involved?"

"After a day of kindness from the Emperor, I hid in this Youth Palace, relying on my previous monthly money to live a simple life, just hoping that this child could be born safely. If it weren't for this moment, I had no choice but to

I won’t trouble you.”

When Wan Qiu said this, he suddenly sighed softly, with unspeakable helplessness and sorrow on his delicate face: "Miss Mingkong, I have told you my real name in the letter I sent you today. I can say that my surname is Zongzheng.

There are only people from the Zongzheng family in Jinghua Shuiyue."

"Are you really from the Zongzheng clan?" Zhuge Mingkong asked again.

Late Qiu smiled slightly, and then a white smoke overflowed from his hand and dissipated in the air.

Seeing her using spiritual arts, Zhuge Mingkong was 80% convinced. She stared at Wan Qiu's face and asked, "What do you want me to do for your child?"

Having said this, Wan Qiu suddenly stood up and knelt down to Zhuge Mingkong. Seeing this, Zhuge Mingkong hurried to help Wan Qiu.

"Aunt Wan Qiu, you don't have to be polite, tell me your request first." Zhuge Mingkong helped Wan Qiu up, his voice still light and calm.
Chapter completed!