Chapter 1833: Tolerant, but also tolerant

"I help you, you help me!"
After hearing her words that almost broke the boat, my eyes slowly burst into a satisfied smile, almost overflowing my eyes.
Although she was not as happy and relaxed as me, she seemed to be relieved after she said this, and put down a heavy stone that had been in her heart for a long time. It is very comfortable to talk about one's own life, but it seems that it is difficult to realize what it is.
And she finally planned to live for herself.
However, it was easy to say, but it was difficult to do. After she was relieved, her brows slowly frowned again, and she looked up at me and said, "How can you help me?"
I slowly let go of her wrist this time, sitting around the other side of the table, and Han Zitong said worriedly, "My sister has tried it once, and now it is like this-of course, she blame it for herself, I don't think she's wronged at all. But I, if I did something wrong, wouldn't I-- "
I laughed: "So you have to act properly."
"What is the proper form?"
"No."
"what?"
She couldn't believe her ears and looked at me in wonder: "Do not do? Do nothing?"
"Ok."
"Then how do I--"
"If you do it, you will make mistakes; as long as you do something, there will be criticism. Instead of doing so, you would do nothing."
She frowned, and still didn't seem to understand.
I sighed: "Don't you understand? People's hearts are different, and everyone stands in any position. Even if you take out the heart and lungs for others, some people will feel angry. What's more, men and women, Most outsiders do n’t understand, but they like to chew the tongue more. No matter what you do at this time, you will definitely be given the handle.

"..."
"You know, King Ironwhip and Evil Houqi, they are still in the palace."
She understood immediately.
Her identity, after all, is special. Compared with Gerdi, she doesn't have a strong foreign family, no father or brother who can support herself, and even her own sister and sister can't be trusted. All she can rely on is herself. She is in absolute weakness.
Realizing this, Han Zitong's face paled a little: "But if so, how much is my chance of winning?"
"..."
"If you don't do anything, in my eyes, is it going to disappear?"
I said calmly, "I let you do nothing, but you don't do anything to him, but there are some things you should do, you can still do it."
"What should I do."
"What do you think as a queen?"
"..." She froze for a while, and probably never thought about it. She lowered her head and looked at herself like that reflected in the pool of water on the table. After a while, she said gently: "Should ... hysterious? Shude?"
I interfaced, "The most important point is to accommodate people."
She looked up at me.
I said, "The queen does not have to help the emperor to solve the problems like the minister of the Central Government, because there are some things that should not be managed by her; but when the emperor enters the harem, she must consider everything .If the queen is still sour and jealous every day, she can't hold her chest. How can she manage a harem peacefully and peacefully? "
Her eyebrows frowned slightly. "What do you want me to do when you say this?"
I said, "Your sister, you should be sick now."
"what?"
"I said she should be ill now, not necessarily very ill, but she must be ill."
"how do you know?"
I said lightly: "Her biggest wish was to see that it had been broken, and the next to her was dragged to death in front of her, and she could not stay out in Yuhua Palace every day. In this case, you think she can Aren't you sick? "
"..."
"The eunuchs in the palace are all winking. They know that your sister is having trouble getting up again, so even if she is sick, she won't manage it, and no one will tell Pei Yuanxiu to bother him."
"..."
Although Han Zitong has thoroughly penetrated her sister now, there is probably not much tenderness left, but when I say so, her face still shows a little sadness.
After all, the two were sisters who grew up together and depended on each other.
I said, "I've talked about this, you know what to do."
She looked up at me: "You want me to ... see her?"
"..."
"She's sick. I'll visit her. Is this really okay?"
"If you want to be a tolerant, kind person, this is a great opportunity for you."
"But," she still hesitated. "Yuan Xiu hasn't said it already. If you don't let her out of Yuhua Palace, no one else can see her. If I go like this, wouldn't it--"
I said, "You probably didn't get along with the elders at home, right?"
She glanced at me, her face paled slightly, and said nothing.
Wanting to come, Jiang Xia Wang has only two sisters left in his veins. Naturally, they are also weak. They have lost their lives since they were young. Obviously, they have not spent much time with their elders at home, and they have not had much happiness under their knees.
I said patiently: "When I got along with the elders, I realized a truth, that is-obedient and obedient doing things. Although they can be praised, they may not get the true love of the elders; sometimes, they should appropriately Mouth, on the other hand, can make the elder laugh and make him really like you. Not only with the elders, but with people, it is also true. "
"..."
"It's hard to see people's true disposition without going beyond the norm."
She blinked and said nothing, but in those eyes, the dark black she had seen before faded away, and finally she had a little light.
I know, she understood it.
But after a while, she said sadly: "But this is not my 'true' disposition after all."
"..."
It turned out that she was still worried. If all this was just to perform according to my instructions and pretend, then everything between her and Pei Yuanxiu would be fake.
But after all, she really loves this man.
I was silent for a while, and after a long time, I slowly said, "How many people in this world can you really show your true face?"
"..." She slowly turned her head and looked at me.
I smiled lightly: "Everyone knows that it is true love who loves the real face under your mask; everyone is eager for true love. But who really dares to take down the fake mask that protects himself? "
"..."
"In exchange for the scars of that person, who dares?"
"..."
Han Zitong looked at me and didn't talk anymore, but her eyes became deeper.


The next day, I heard that she went to Yuhua Palace.
I didn't stay long, I heard that it wasn't peaceful, and I heard the sound of slamming and swearing. I was worried that she would not be able to support it, but I still came out after carrying a joss stick. Not good, but also ordered the people around to go to the Royal Pharmacy to get some medicine to deliver.
Han Zitong is not stupid. He understands tolerance and tolerance.
What it is-bitch is teachable.
Thinking of these four words, I could not help but smile.
It may be because everything goes smoothly. If you do n’t count on the temptations and vigilance of the words when Pei Yuanxiu comes to accompany me every day, my life will be more comfortable these days.
However, it is probably because of the recent increase in the number of people I visit here. Huazhu Yunshan also seems a little tired, yawning for a long time. On the day I just sent away Miss Gerdi, I saw Yunshan leaning against the wall. Sleepy, her eyelids froze, and Huazhu was standing opposite her, her face was tired and pale.
I asked, "What happened to you two?"
Their spirits revived and they hurriedly said, "Oh, no, it's fine."
"Looks like you guys didn't talk well."
"We're fine."
"Just recently, the wind is strong at night, and we are easily awakened."
"Oh……"
I glanced at them both, and smiled gently: "So many people are guarding inside and outside this palace, much safer than outside, you don't need to be so tight and nervous."
Although I said so, the two of them shook their heads and looked as dedicated as possible.
However, the current Beijing capital is quite different from the time when we first entered Beijing. Pei Yuanxiu handed over the nine gates to Xie Yi. After some internal and external remediation, the situation in the Beijing capital has improved a lot. The matter of his ascension to the throne has been put on the agenda, and those big men from all over have either returned or entered the capital, and finally restored a bit of anger to this war-washed city.
That night, Pei Yuanxiu told me that the next day a guest would come into the palace to visit me.
"who is it?"
"Mrs. Song."
"Oh." I was a little surprised, not a surprise, but asked in a hurry: "Well, will Zhang Taijun come?"
He shook his head: "She is still not in good spirits, so she will not be allowed to go to the palace."
"Oh……"
I heard that Mrs. Song is going to come to see me in the palace. I thought that Mrs. Zhang would come in together and tell me something. I did not expect that she would not come. Is it really just that Mrs. Song is going to visit me? Is it so easy to get closer?
Early the next morning, there were several news outside, and the little who served served almost broke his leg, and it was only when he was stunned that they finally led the guest into my door.
Mrs. Song is still dressed like Wen Liangxian as she did in the past. When she saw me, she gave her warm greetings. I also treated her very warmly and laughed: "Why does Mrs. Xiao want to come to the palace to see me today? "
As soon as the words fell, she saw a small head behind her.