dumb queen

Apart from talking about the establishment of diplomatic relations with Changling, those officials actually had a few people present Xie Concubine, saying that the emperor should not allow concubines in the harem to come and go in and out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation at will, especially when foreign ministers are meeting with them. This would break the rules etc.

Some officials from the emperor's faction bluntly remonstrated that Concubine Xie was also the son of Xiangguo anyway, and she must not be so defenseless. Who knows if Concubine Xie has private contact with Xiangguo's mansion, maybe Concubine Xie has already surrendered to the Queen Mother's party.

Xiao Jin remained silent for a long time, his brows and eyes filled with forbearable displeasure.

Unknowingly, it was already dark outside, and the queue stopped to set up camp.

Xie Chaoge has maintained this posture for a long time, but the carriages have stopped, and Xiao Jin has no intention of getting out of the carriage.

Xie Chaoge moved his numb legs slightly, and suddenly felt that his legs were bitten by countless ants, numb and painful, out of his control.

But Xiao Jin was obviously displeased by his action as if he was about to get up, a big palm suddenly grabbed the slender ankle, and squeezed it hard.

"Are you allowed to move?"

Xie Chaoge's ankles were already numb, but tears almost fell out of his hands.

He looked up at Xiao Jin, gestured and asked: But... the carriage has stopped... isn't it time to go down...

"I said I want to get off the car?" Xiao Jin stared into his eyes, thinking of what was said in those memorials, the irritability in his heart surged up again.

Xiao Jin let go of his hand suddenly, then got out of the car directly.

Xie Chaoge was pushed aside by his getting up, and he endured the discomfort for a while before he felt the numbness in his legs go down.

He didn't forget to straighten his collar before getting out of the carriage.

But the carriage was too high, when Xie Chaoge came down from it, he nearly knelt on the ground, but fortunately, Su Jing, who was standing beside him, reached out his hand and politely helped him in time.

Xie Chaoge glanced at Su Jing gratefully, nodded slightly, and then stood upright by himself, but his legs were sore and weak, and he couldn't use his strength.

Xiao Mian ran over from the side and supported her mother's body. Seeing that Xie Chaoge's face turned paler, she couldn't help worrying about whether her mother had suffered anything.

Xiao Jin was standing not far from the carriage, listening to Xie Linxian's words, but he took in all the movements here.

The surrounding soldiers and guards have already set up their tents, and they will rest in this tent at night.

The cold wind is raging in the wild, and the dew cold is deep.

Although there was a charcoal fire in Xie Chaoge's tent, it was not as warm as in the palace. Besides, the little eunuch who burned the charcoal fire didn't seem to care much about Xie Chaoge, and he didn't burn the fire very carefully.

In the middle of the night, Xie Chaoge felt that the charcoal fire seemed to be extinguished, and the whole tent was as cold as an ice cave. He shivered uncontrollably under the quilt, and managed to get through the night.