Swap, the involutionary regent palace fight also forced me to rebel

Nan Yingzhi's words were like a hammer, breaking the ice of Yun Ji's memory of Concubine Jing in his heart with one or two hits.

The ice broke into pieces and fell into the heart lake, exploding into water splashes.

The memories sealed inside suddenly broke free from their shackles and ran away like a wild horse, hitting Yun Ji's head and causing severe pain.

He had not expected Nan Yingzhi to ask so directly. He tried his best to remain calm, but as expected, he failed miserably.

Yun Ji felt that Nan Yingzhi was like a beam of strong light, shining in all directions, chasing him and leaving him nowhere to hide in the darkness.

Unwilling to expose himself in such a miserable state to the light, Yun Ji wanted to escape from the range of the light.

But the light came from Nan Yingzhi, warm and dry, and he was reluctant to leave.

Seeing that Yun Ji did not have a strong reaction, Nan Yingzhi breathed a sigh of relief. She gently stroked the back of Yun Ji's hand as if to encourage him, giving him silent support.

Ever since the last time when he couldn't help pounding the pillar because Yun Ting had soiled his outer robe and purse, Yun Ji understood that what Concubine Jing had given him was a soul that could easily go crazy because of love.

Anything related to Nan Yingzhi, even the slightest sign of trouble, would make him extremely sensitive.

Yun Ji didn't mind being crazy about love, he was just afraid that the shadow cast by Concubine Jing would hurt Nan Yingzhi one day.

Judging from the scratches, it was obvious that this had happened.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. Once it happens for the first time, there is no guarantee that it won’t happen a second time. If they want to be with Nan Yingzhi forever, they can’t let this shadow stand in their way again.

Not wanting Nan Yingzhi to get hurt again because of this matter, Yun Ji lowered his eyes and thought about where to start talking about the matter between him and his mother.

Finally finding a breakthrough from the chaotic memories, Yun Ji asked softly: "Have you heard of the saying 'Dragon Qi gathers in the purple pond'?"

Combining "Purple Lake" with Yunji's purple eyes, Nan Yingzhi could guess roughly: "Purple Lake, refers to your eyes?"

"Yes, but the dragon energy should belong only to the emperor," Yun Ji said calmly, as if he was not talking about his own experience. "Because of this incident, my father never came to see my mother again. Because of this, my relationship with my mother is quite tense."

Yun Ji thought about complaining to Nan Yingzhi and trying to gain more attention through this incident, but in the end, he just brushed aside the past sufferings with a nonchalant attitude.

Showing weakness is not his usual style.

Just "a little nervous"?

Feeling the discomfort of the person in her arms, Nan Yingzhi always felt that this was just a general overview. As for the details, she would have to dig them out herself.

Thinking back to when she caught a cold, Yun Ting came to visit her and snatched her candied fruit, even saying something like, "You can't eat sweets, I'll help you eat them." Nan Yingzhi held Yun Ji's hand and said, "You seem to be more resistant to sweet things."

Unable to bear to look at Yun Ji's eyes, Nan Yingzhi temporarily avoided it and continued to talk: "Did she do something to you?"

Her words were like a sharp blade, cutting open the wounds on Yun Ji that had not yet scabbed over, causing Yun Ji to tremble all over in pain.

Just as Nan Yingzhi expected, Yun Ji stiffened when the word "sweet" was mentioned.

Even though she knew that she was interrogating Yun Ji and had to be ruthless, otherwise she would easily return empty-handed, Nan Yingzhi's hands were still faster than her brain and she pinched Yun Ji's cold knuckles: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's safe here, there's nothing that will make you uncomfortable."

Yun Ji was silent for a long time, which made Nan Yingzhi feel uneasy. She was afraid that she might get out of trouble. She just opened her mouth and wanted to say, "I won't force you to talk about this anymore. Please pay attention to me, okay?" Yun Ji suddenly threw himself into her arms.

It was like knocking on a door for a long time, and then it suddenly opened from the inside, and the person behind the door threw himself into his arms. Nan Yingzhi's heart, as calm as an ancient well, was inexplicably throbbing.

Strange, why is my heart beating a little fast?

Nan Yingzhi had a premonition that Yun Ji was about to pounce on her and that he must have something to say, so she closed her mouth and waited quietly for his next move.

Since Nan Yingzhi doesn't like incense very much, there is no smell on her body. However, Yun Ji feels like he has thrown himself into a sea of ​​flowers, feeling safe and comfortable.

This shadow had been hidden for too long, like a lump, making Yun Ji uncomfortable. He rubbed Nan Yingzhi's shoulder and spoke up, "She forced me to eat the cakes sprinkled with sugar. They were so sweet that they tasted bitter."

Yun Ji spoke intermittently, telling the whole story, including being "buried in a basin of dirty water" and "being verbally insulted".

The long-standing grievances seemed to have finally found an outlet, and they flowed away through the outlet like a trickle of water.

Unexpectedly, during the presentation, Yun Ji did not become hysterical. He only paused slightly when he spoke about the sad part, and then continued speaking with the encouragement of Nan Yingzhi's body language.

Overall, relatively calm.

Knowing how precarious Yunji's childhood was, Nan Yingzhi stroked the hair on the side of his head and soothed him softly, "It's okay, it's all over."

Feeling Yunji's shoulders twitching, as if he was sobbing, she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and stuffed it into Yunji's hand: "Cry if you want to. Tears can also detoxify."

Perhaps because he was concerned about his image in front of Nan Yingzhi, Yun Ji did not cry loudly, but just sobbed quietly.

After crying for a while, he stopped, still leaning on Nan Yingzhi with his eyes closed, looking a little tired.

"Are you sleepy?" Seeing Yun Ji nod, Nan Yingzhi took out the calming incense Ling Yu brought, "I noticed that there were dark spots under your eyes, and it seemed like you didn't get enough rest, so I asked Ling Yu to get some calming incense from the mansion."

She handed the spices wrapped in a handkerchief to Yunji: "Here, have a sweet dream tonight."

The calming incense was originally made by Yun Ji. During his time in the harem, he has already made a replica of a similar incense.

But some of the spices were reserved for royal relatives and nobles, and the imperial harem had no right to use them. Yun Ji could only use inferior products as substitutes, which had a pungent smell and were not as effective as this one.

Moreover, the one given by Nan Yingzhi personally was different from the others.

Seeing Yun Ji was so overwhelmed with happiness that he refused to let go after thanking her, not even mentioning that he wanted to give her something, Nan Yingzhi reminded him, "Didn't you say you wanted to give me something too?"

After receiving the reminder, Yun Ji suddenly realized what was going on. He took off the purse from his waist and handed it to Nan Yingzhi: "This purse was made by me. I hope you can think of me when you see it."

It just so happened that many purses were used to play with the raccoon, whose claws were sharp and made holes everywhere. Nan Yingzhi was a little worried about where to buy new ones.

Coincidentally, Yun Ji gave himself a purse, which perfectly solved the urgent problem.

"Thank you." Nan Yingzhi was planning to use the ones Yunji gave her for herself and use the rest as cat toys. She was a little surprised, "By the way, can you do needlework?"

It is said that sleepy people tend to laugh more easily. Yun Ji's eyes turned red and he smiled shyly, "I just learned this."

Knowing that one should praise people by focusing on details to appear sincere, Nan Yingzhi stroked the clouds on the brocade and said, "These auspicious clouds are so well embroidered."

"I originally embroidered two gardenias, but I changed the pattern to clouds because I was afraid Yun Ting would find out."

"Yun Ting?" Feeling that the name was familiar, but not quite familiar, Nan Yingzhi asked, "Who is it?"

"That's the Emperor, your current brother."

"Oh."

The two were silent for a moment, and then suddenly spoke at the same time, the voices of "Xiao Zhizi" and "Yun Ji" colliding with each other.

With perfect courtesy and courtesy, Nan Yingzhi quickly changed the subject: "You speak first."

"Just now I was the one who talked to the Imperial Master first," Yun Ji rubbed Nan Yingzhi's hand, raised his head and looked at Nan Yingzhi, "This time, it should be your turn."