Chapter 402: A Blow to the Head 2

No matter how much determination has been made, no matter how strong the will is, at this moment, all the persistence seems to disintegrate and fall apart in an instant.

Her insistence was nothing more than a joke.

Zixi's fingertips trembled slightly, and she stared at the note for a long time, and her heart was full of confusion and chaos.

"Autumn geese!"

Outside the gate of the palace, Qiu Yan walked in when she heard the sound and curtsied: "Your Majesty." ”

"Tell me the will, let the regent come over immediately."

"The slave obeys."

Qiu Yan received the order and retreated on his knees again.

However, as soon as he walked outside the hall, he heard Zixi speak again: "Wait! ”

Qiu Yan turned back into the hall in confusion: "Your Majesty? ”

Zixi held her forehead and closed her eyes a little stunned, as if she was struggling with something.

The eyebrows and eyes are gloomy and heavy, obviously preoccupied.

"Forget it." She said a little weakly, "It's not early, the regent should have a lot of things to do, don't call him yet." ”

Qiu Yan suppressed the doubts in her heart and respectfully accepted the order: "Yes." ”

After the words fell, she approached the brocade couch and said with concern: "Is Your Majesty uncomfortable?" ”

Zixi didn't speak, only stared at the bag in his hand silently.

The seal letter is made of high-quality black jade, a rectangle of the thickness of an adult man's thumb, with sharp edges and corners, simple and solemn shape, and carved with intricate and special dark patterns, which belong to the Imperial Guard.

A name was clearly engraved in the middle of the letter, and it was now placed back in the bag along with the paper.

Zixi tied up her bag and slowly leaned on the couch.

I was short in my mind, I didn't think about anything, I just wanted to stay quietly until I was old.

Qiu Yan stood aside, wanting to remind Zixi that it was time to go to bed, but seeing Zixi's obviously abnormal expression at this time, she didn't dare to speak for a while, and she didn't dare to ask.

Little by little, time passed.

The dormitory is brightly lit, and the smoke of cigarettes is diffused in the hall, and the atmosphere is quiet and quiet.

No one knows what Zixi is thinking at this time.

Until the moon rises in the sky, the light outside the window is like practice.

Qiu Yan finally reminded: "Your Majesty, it is more profound, let's rest early." ”

The voice came into the eardrums, Zixi raised her head at this time, looked at Qiu Yan's faintly worried expression, her thoughts broke for a moment, and then she nodded slowly.

Qiu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and ordered someone to come in and serve.

Zixi couldn't sleep.

After the palace maid washed and changed her clothes, she lay on the wide dragon bed in a loose silk gown, looking up at the top of the tent, and her mind was full of objects in her bag.

Tonight, the autumn geese are on duty and rest on the couch outside.

The lights in the hall were extinguished, and only one was left at the head of the bed.

Zixi just kept her eyes open and was quiet until dawn.

Before dawn in the early morning, three posts with seals had already left the imperial city along with the regent's edict, and the three teams of fast horses were sent to Sanling day and night.

And the only people who know about this matter at present are Zixi, the regent and Feng Weiyu.

In the morning, Zixi still sat silently on the dragon chair, holding his chin and not saying a word, quietly listening to the ministers discussing government affairs.

Most of the recent court affairs revolve around pro-government and selection, as well as the selection of talents in the imperial examination of the imperial court in the spring, before Zixi was not pro-government, the regent made the decision on major matters, and the prime minister only assisted the regent.

The final decision is still based on the Regent's instructions.

However, even so, the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty were keenly aware that the empress's mood was not quite right, and her eyebrows and eyes were depressed, as if she was preoccupied.

The ministers couldn't help but speculate in their hearts, could it be for the pro-government affair?