I Don't Want to Die [Transmigration Book]

Ever since Xu Yize and Li Chunyuan talked that night, there was an indescribable atmosphere between them.

Because of this, the slaves who acted under their faces were all trembling, for fear that their masters would get angry and they would be in bad luck.

"Boss Peng, you should try to persuade Your Majesty, the Empress has been in a bad mood for the past few days? That's great, she should be sulking."

Miao Lin, Li Chunyuan's maid, was full of worry. She was worried about her mother's health.

"I don't? Dare to say about this? But if I don't? Say?, Your Majesty will definitely continue to suffer alone. It's not good for your health."

Peng Haiqing listened carefully, and there was more worry in his eyes. "Don't worry, the Zajia knows this matter well, but the Zajia has persuaded His Majesty not to get angry with the empress, but His Majesty doesn't? Listen, what can the Zajia do?"

Hearing this, Miao Lin felt anxious. She bit her lip and couldn't help saying, "But my mother's body can't take it? Hold on, this body is susceptible to period, can't it? It's easy and easy to pass." of."

"Your Majesty has a susceptibility period?" Hearing this, Peng Haiqing was also taken aback. As a harmony instrument, he has never suffered from a susceptibility period, but every time he sees those Dikun irrational scientific research During the period of his susceptibility, he was glad that he was nothing more than an accommodating figure.

"Yeah, the lady has never appeared in the past twenty years, and I don't know what's going on this year, but she has appeared several times!"

Miao Lin broke through this matter in an accident. Li Chunyuan's sensitive period smells so strong? It's fair to say that even though Miao Lin is just a kind person, she can still feel the affection emanating from Mrs. Chunyuan .

"This..." Because I know that His Majesty doesn't really care about the Empress Dowager, it should be said, it is because I care too much, that His Majesty is now angry with the Empress Dowager.

Peng Haiqing gritted his teeth secretly, a trace of heaviness appeared on his old face. "Okay, Miscellaneous this time, so you say? I want to invite His Majesty too?!"

"That's a lot? Thank you, Manager Peng!" Miao Lin was overjoyed, his brows brimming with joy.

Now that he has taken over this job, Peng Haiqing intends to do it well, but it's not like he hasn't tried hard on His Majesty's side, but it ended in failure.

Peng Haiqing, who had a bad nose, decided to find another way.

Just at this moment, he thought of someone——Pang Yin.

Since the siege of the Prince Regent, Pang Yin has lived alone in a secluded place on the outskirts of the capital. Sometimes His Majesty would go to chat with him, chatting about important affairs in the court.

Just do it, Peng Haiqing turned around and ordered someone to send him to Pang Yin's residence. At the same time, he ordered the little eunuch to watch carefully and not let anyone approach him.

At this time, Pang Yin was spreading millet in the courtyard and feeding the newly raised chickens, while Xu Le was fetching water from the well beside him, and he really felt like retreating to the mountains and forests.

Seeing this situation, Peng Haiqing, who has been living in the deep palace for a long time, couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart, and called out, "Popular man!"

Pang Yin paused for a moment with the hand holding the little rice, and looked up with the little bucket in her arms, and sure enough, she saw Peng Haiqing.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled easily. "Why is Mr. Peng coming here when you are free? Is this a guest?"

"Hi," Peng Haiqing hurriedly approached, "Don't call me your lord, you really are a little terrified."

"Eh?" Pang Yin pretended to be surprised, "Your Excellency should have shouted."

"Don't make fun of the little guy." Peng Haiqing shook his head helplessly, and then said, "I have business to look for you today."

"What's the matter?" Pang Yin's interest was not high.

"Some time ago, didn't you? Did you mean? If there was something between the Empress and Her Majesty, could I come to you to discuss it?"

Hearing this, Pang Yin, who was not interested at first, finally became a little interested, so he raised his eyelids, put down the small bucket, and drove the little chicken to the side. Wipe your fingers with a damp cloth.

"What happened between Your Majesty and the Empress?"

"Something has happened." Peng Haiqing naturally said in a serious direction. "A few days ago, His Majesty suddenly went out to the palace. After returning to the palace, the two of them met and immediately had a cold war."

"Oh?" Pang Yin was even more interested. He stretched out his hand to signal Peng Haiqing to sit on the wicker chair in the yard, and he himself sat on another wicker chair.

Peng Haiqing took advantage of the situation and sat aside, wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and glanced at Xu Le who was beside him. "he is……?"

"It's okay, my own."

"Ah... yes, yes, yes." Peng Haiqing couldn't be sure of the other party's identity, but since Pang Yin said "no" to avoid, let's avoid it.

"You can? Say? Say? See who His Majesty met when he left the palace."

After reminiscing about it, Peng Haiqing said based on the news he had inquired from various places: "I went to meet someone at King Xianyi's mansion, and I heard that he was a good person, but that day, His Majesty didn't come back until night." ?."

Pang Yin smiled knowingly, "So I'm jealous."

"Eat, jealous?" Peng Haiqing was stunned by Pang Yin's firm thoughts. "Is that good or not? Good?"

"Of course it's good, but it's not good." Pang Yin relaxed and slumped on the wicker chair, looking at ease.

Peng Haiqing was slightly taken aback, and thought for a moment full of doubts, but still couldn't figure out what to come out of. "... Huge man, why do you say that?"

"Both of them are people who accept death, and it is even more difficult to resolve this gap."

Peng Haiqing thought so too, His Majesty would definitely not admit his mistakes, and the empress herself was also a person who would not admit her mistakes.

Pang Yin and Peng Haiqing naturally had different thoughts. He clearly understood the identity between the two, and it was precisely because of this understanding that he felt that this matter was full of difficulties and obstacles.

"This is really difficult..." Pang Yin sighed.

"Hey, how can a huge person find it difficult?! Who else can solve this matter except you?" Peng Haiqing immediately boasted desperately.

Can't Pang Yin smack his tongue for such a loud noise? He stretched out his hands and rubbed his ears, which had been eroded by the noise and was almost deaf, and scolded: "I'm coming? Find a way, stop shouting."

"Yes yes yes." Hearing Pang Yin's assurance, Peng Haiqing was overjoyed and immediately shut up.

"How about this, you take me into the palace for a while." After a while, Pang Yin suddenly said.

As soon as Peng Haiqing listened, he understood: "Do you want to persuade Your Majesty?"

"Of course not? Yes." Pang Yin waved his hand. He didn't? He didn't try to persuade Xu Yize before, but it was useless at all.

"Then you are...?" Pang Yin didn't understand?

"See you? See this empress."

"Ah?" Peng Haiqing's pupils tightened, he waved his hands and hurriedly said, "It doesn't seem like that? Great?"

"What are you thinking?" Pang Yin gave the other party a helpless look, "I'm going to talk to the empress."

"In this harem, it seems that you are not suitable as a heavenly stem, right?"

"..." Pang Yin was convinced, he was the one who asked him to help, and now he is the one who is bothering about these little things.

He tugged on the other party's front angrily, and said: "Don't worry, I have a partner, no? I might do something wrong to your mother."

He almost gritted his teeth and said these words, Peng Haiqing nodded repeatedly after hearing this, not daring to talk about anything anymore.

In the afternoon, a carriage slowly drove into the harem, and the harem guards stopped the vehicle.

"Who's in the car?"

Peng Haiqing lifted the curtain of the car, and said: "The miscellaneous family has something to say to the empress? What's the matter with you people?"

"It's Manager Peng." The guard hurriedly lowered his head, saluted respectfully, and gave way to Peng Haiqing's vehicle.

"Hmph." Peng Haiqing snorted coldly, and lowered the car curtain.

In the carriage, Peng Haiqing breathed a sigh of relief, patted his little chest with his hands, and said with lingering fear: "I really scared the miscellaneous family to death."

"Looking at you like this, isn't it strange that you can't understand the matter between His Majesty and the Empress?"

"..." Peng Haiqing was very wronged, maybe? He didn't work hard, but it was really useless no matter how hard he tried.

Fortunately, Pang Yin didn't hold back on this matter all the time, and closed his eyes once. During the subsequent journey, the entire carriage was extremely quiet.

The carriage soon drove into the Empress's Golden Palace. As the empress's eldest maid, Miao Lin was guarding in front of the palace all the time.

Seeing that it was Peng Haiqing's sedan chair, he immediately greeted him.

"Boss Peng!" Miao Lin looked happy, but soon the smile on his face was replaced by doubt and guard. "Who is this……"

"This is a mutual friend of Your Majesty and the Empress." Peng Haiqing introduced, "When the Empress and Your Majesty were among the people, this friend saved them."

"So it's benefactor?" Miao Lin immediately showed a smile. "I've heard the empress say it a long time ago? Some folks helped them."

After saying this, Miao Lin showed doubts again, "But, Director Peng, did you bring Mr. Benedict?"

"Hush." ​​Peng Haiqing pulled Miao Lin aside and said secretly: "This huge man has a way to help His Majesty and Empress get back together."

"Really?" Miao Lin was overjoyed again, but still confused. "Benefactor? What's your opinion?"

"Then... I don't know." Peng Haiqing glanced awkwardly at the huge man beside him, but seeing that the huge man still looked relaxed, he just ordered them to take him into the hall.

The two of them didn't want to talk any more, and with a little hope, Miao Lin brought him to the study where the queen was at this time.

"Your Majesty, someone is paying my respects."

The pen in Li Chunyuan's hand paused for a moment, as if showing some discomfort, "Didn't I say that, no? Are you going to bring idlers in?"

"The grass people did come? It's a coincidence."

Hearing this familiar voice, Li Chunyuan finally raised his eyes.

"It's you?" Li Chunyuan was surprised by his arrival, so he put down his pen and stood up, "How did you enter the palace?"

"Of course it was Director Peng who was generous enough to help." Pang Yin briefly explained the matter before he raised his complaint, "After all, Director Peng has something to ask, and the grass-roots people can't refuse."

A little confused, Li Chunyuan signaled Pang Yin to sit down, and he himself sat at the table opposite Pang Yin, asked Miao Lin to pour a cup of tea for them, and then asked: "What's the matter?"

"It's a matter between you and His Majesty." Pang Yin smiled lightly.

Li Chunyuan paused slightly as he was fiddling with the teacup in his hand, and then smiled calmly, "Is there anything I and Your Majesty need to ask Master Pang for help?"

"You are well aware of this matter?" Pang Yin took a sip of tea with a deep and difficult expression.