When Honglian put her hand on her waist, she hesitated. If she continued, she would completely become a different posture, and that was definitely not what she hoped, especially as she was now, she seemed to be watching unscrupulously by others. These people not only had a relationship with her, but also had a complicated and difficult-to-understand relationship.

"What are you hesitating?" Zhao Ji asked when she saw Honglian's hesitation.

Hearing Zhao Ji's questioning, Honglian's hand that was placed on her waist could not help but tremble, and the blush on her face turned pale, and her eyes were looking for help at Mrs. Mingzhu.

Although she didn't like Mrs. Mingzhu, in this palace, Mrs. Mingzhu was the only person who could be related to her. She had already learned to be wronged and study. Although Honglian was reluctant to do so, there was only one way at present.

When Mrs. Mingzhu saw Honglian asking for help, she shook her head slightly, and in her eyes, Honglian saw a hint of incomprehensible expression, which was actually envious.

Just as Honglian was about to give up struggling, she felt a pair of hands pressing on her shoulders, and then familiar clothes appeared in her sight.

"Why should mother make things difficult for a little girl?" Ying Zheng said to Zhao Ji after covering the clothes that Honglian had scattered all over the floor.

Honglian, it seems that she can't stay in this place for too long. With women like Zhao Ji and Mrs. Mingzhu here, who knows what Honglian will be trained for a long time? Although it is hard to imagine, one thing is certain.

If Honglian stays here again, then the most attractive charm of Honglian in her girlhood must be gone. Perhaps such a red lotus is more suitable for survival in this palace, perhaps such a red lotus has a different charm, but is it still considered a red lotus without the cute and silly Honglian?

Every woman has her own charm, just like Mrs. Mingzhu. If she really turns a new mind and becomes a good person one day, then will she still be that trendy banshee?

At this time, Honglian grabbed the clothes on her shoulders tightly, and all her strength collapsed completely with Ying Zheng's words. She never thought that when she was almost desperate, someone would have helped her, and this person would have been him?

No matter how strong a woman is, she will hope that she has someone or something to rely on. Most of the so-called strong women are just out of necessity, and Honglian is the same.

Her strength and stubbornness, as Ying Zheng's words collapsed, allowed her to see hope that she could express grievances, and only she herself knew what traces the hope in despair would leave in her heart.

When Honglian raised her head and looked at Ying Zheng with tears in her eyes, Ying Zheng was a little surprised. It was not until she saw a smirk on the corner of Zhao Ji's mouth that Ying Zheng suddenly realized.

Ying Zheng felt helpless about Zhao Ji's prank design. Sure enough, it was still the one who could deal with women. Although he didn't know what Zhao Ji's real purpose was, it was obvious that the changes in the Honglian at this time were all within Zhao Ji's expectations. This was probably the only place where Zhao Ji could call him wisdom.

When the aggrieved Honglian was taken behind the scenes by Mrs. Mingzhu to change clothes, Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel proud anymore and laughed. Looking back at the movement behind the curtain, she whispered to Ying Zheng: "Zheng'er thinks how do I do this?"

"It's amazing, amazing." Ying Zheng said speechlessly.

A person in his thirties and forties is probably only Zhao Ji can do such a trick on a little girl, because she is idle and bad enough.

"Zheng'er is so kind to you?" Zhao Ji came to Ying Zheng and said.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng directly chose to ignore it, but Zhao Ji, who was obviously mobilized, did not intend to give up. Instead, he continued: "I thought Zheng'er could understand my painstaking efforts, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

Zhao Ji said as she looked as if she was about to cry.

But Ying Zheng, who is familiar with Zhao Ji's personality, was obviously not fooled. Seeing this, Zhao Ji took a step further and covered her eyes with her hands and her shoulders trembled slightly. It seemed that she was really crying aggrievedly because of the misunderstanding. Of course, the premise was that the gap between her fingers was so big.

During Zhao Ji's performance, Honglian on the other side had already changed her clothes, and was led by Mrs. Mingzhu and walked out from behind the curtain. However, her empty hands were tightly covering her chest, as if there was something amazing there that could not be seen by others.

"It's really beautiful." Looking at Honglian dressed in a maid of Zhao, Zhao Ji couldn't help but exclaim.

Honglian, who was restrained, carefully covered her heart. For Duanmurong, the clothes that fit just fit were not harmonious in some places.

"Put down your hands and let me see." Zhao Ji pointed at the position of Honglian's hands and ordered.

When Honglian heard Zhao Ji's order, she couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, then her eyes flashed across Ying Zheng, as if she had made up some determination, she slowly lowered her palm.

As Honglian's palm slipped down, Ying Zheng could only think of one word: explosion.

"It's very good. Right? King." Zhao Ji asked Ying Zheng, and even changed his name.

After experiencing the initial uneasiness, Honglian has calmed down at this time. Although she is still a little cowardly, she has somewhat let go.

"My mother has done so much, I think I understand what the mother is saying. I took Honglian away. I don't know if the mother is still satisfied with the answer?" How could Ying Zheng not see what Zhao Ji's real purpose is at this time?

"Born." Zhao Ji was tasteless.

Although the purpose was achieved, the process was very different from that of Zhao Ji's design, and Ying Zheng's performance obviously failed to satisfy Zhao Ji.

Hearing Ying Zheng's answer, Honglian's reaction was completely different from that of Zhao Ji.

It is difficult to describe Honglian at this time with any words. She is shy, calm, and with the nobleness of sacrifice and a bit of humiliation. The final part is that she is so subtle that she has never discovered.

Mrs. Mingzhu's expression was even more interesting at this time. A sense of loss of being forgotten filled her heart. It was clearly my first place.

Mrs. Mingzhu's resentful eyes naturally did not dare to look at Ying Zheng, so she had to stare at the ground.

Ying Zheng brought a small package, but when he left, he brought a large package back. It is hard to say whether it was a profit.

Walking in the corridor of Zhiyang Palace, Ying Zheng looked at Mrs. Mingzhu who came to see Honglian off.

"You can perform your mission with peace of mind, and this palace will eventually have your place." Ying Zheng turned a blind eye to the resentment in Mrs. Mingzhu's eyes and said an inexplicable sentence.

But Mrs. Mingzhu obviously understood it, and she heard Mrs. Mingzhu reply: "But I'm going to get old at that time."

"Hmm? Are you just asking for conditions with Gu?" Ying Zheng smiled.

"Even the king can't send hungry soldiers." Seeing that Ying Zheng was in a good mood, Mrs. Mingzhu couldn't help but become much more courageous and regained her suppressed nature.

"Then what do you think orphans should do?" Ying Zheng said in accordance with the words of Mrs. Mingzhu.

"I'm very hungry." Mrs. Mingzhu said in a lingering voice.

"Then do you want to give you some sweetness first?" Ying Zheng said without any emotion.

"Of course that's the best." Mrs. Mingzhu smiled.

But then her voice became lower and lower. When Ying Zheng's smile disappeared, it was already inaudible to hear the voice of Mrs. Mingzhu.

"I am loyal to you, King, how could I make a offer to you?"

"Gu knows what you are thinking and who you are.Gu is also very clear about it, but your current identity is different. For some things, Gu still needs to consider the Queen Mother's idea." Ying Zheng said.
Chapter completed!