When Zhao Jin heard this, he was even more puzzled. He did not mind the rest of Dong Ying'er's words. Instead, he asked: "Why do you hate me and be jealous of me, but what did I do wrong?"

Among the few playmates, the attitude of being alienated to her was the most obvious, almost uncovered. Zhao Jin himself was also very confused. Now, after hearing what Dong Ying'er said, he asked the question he had always wanted to ask.

"Your marriage with General Jiang has become a good deal, right? When will you have a wedding banquet?" Dong Ying'er smiled and asked another question.

"The spring next year..." Zhao Jin felt a little embarrassed: "There is no such thing as this horoscope..."

"I have heard of everything. Since you two have agreed, it is naturally not far away." Dong Ying'er smiled a little embarrassedly: "General Jiang is very good, young and promising, and has a bright future. Even if Sister Ruan is your sister-in-law, you will not be bullied by him. Besides, there is no master's wife. In the past, you were the head of the family and you will only have a good life."

Zhao Jin was a little embarrassed by Dong Ying'er's words, but she felt that the two of them were talking like they were back in those carefree girls' time. She was talking about which young master fell in love with which young lady and joked leisurely. She smiled and said, "You haven't said why you hate me yet?"

Dong Ying'er glanced at her, and her eyes puzzled Zhao Jin. She sighed and said, "I'm not afraid of you laughing at me when I say it. I was also happy with General Jiang at the beginning."

With just one sentence, all the questions were answered. Zhao Jin listened blankly, and some fragments passed through his mind, which almost made her mind clear. Jiang Xinzhi was not as powerful as he is now. He had just revealed his head in the court, but he saved her and Dong Ying'er at the palace banquet. At that time, Dong Ying'er seemed to have a little shyness and seemed to like Jiang Xinzhi very much. But at that time, Zhao Jin was rough-minded and thought that Dong Ying'er was just seeing an outstanding man naturally showing admiration, just like she was eager to see a handsome top scholar in which family. But now, when she heard Dong Ying'er's words, she really liked Jiang Xinzhi at that time?

A good sister falls in love with the same man, which is fatal to any friendship. Zhao Jin never thought that it would happen to him, thinking that Dong Ying'er was just a child-like play, but she tried her best. She suddenly felt that she didn't know what kind of face she should face Dong Ying'er, because Dong Ying'er was going to be a stranger to her because of this? Or should she feel guilty. As a good friend, she never noticed Dong Ying'er's mood.

Dong Ying'er smiled slightly: "I know that your thoughts are in your heart at this moment, whether you think I am shameless or unfair, that's all the things in the past. When I entered the palace, I was reluctant, so I didn't accept my fate. Seeing you all live so well, I would be jealous and wonder why I am the only one in the world is so unfortunate. But now I accept my fate, God is probably fair. My life has been held in his palm. Why should I struggle? After I accept my fate, my thoughts on General Jiang have dispersed. Don't worry, now my heart is like a mirror, and it's all over."

Her words were calm and a little vicissitudes, which made people unable to even be angry. Zhao Jin's complex mood, which was at a loss, gradually calmed down under her words. Dong Ying'er's faint voice came: "I told you all this today, but I just don't want to leave regrets. Everyone has a time to die, but it's too unwilling to die with regrets. I have no friends in the palace, and when I was in the mansion, I was the only friends. I don't want to carry regrets..." After a pause, Dong Ying'er said: "What I said just now, I don't know when I will return. Before that, I always hope to leave a little thought."

When Zhao Jin heard this, he immediately thought of her previous words and asked, "Did you hear any rumors? Why did you keep saying this? Lord Dong has never thought of any way? The tone of your words seems to be that you don't want to live anymore."

"How?" Dong Ying'er laughed, laughing bitterly: "I said earlier that this is my fate, what method should I find? My first half of my life has been ruined. What should I do next? Even if I save my life, I can't even return my own family. What's the point of living? As for my father, since he sent me in to protect the Dong family and did things to the end, it would be better for me to fully possess the reputation of the Dong family, and at least add a loyal and righteous title to the Dong family."

"It's wrong for you to do this, how can you..." Zhao Jin still wanted to say something, but Dong Ying'er interrupted her. She said, "Zhao Jin, do you forgive me?"

"I..." He was about to die, and his words were kind. Besides, Zhao Jin thought about it carefully. Besides, Dong Ying'er did not do anything out of the ordinary except being a little cold to them. Everyone grew up together. Speaking of Jiang Xinzhi, Zhao Jin felt a little sad for Dong Ying'er, but fate could not be forced. Dong Ying'er was so pitiful when she got to such a land now. She calmed down and looked at Zhao Jin and said, "I have never blamed you. It's no big deal to like someone. If you don't blame you, I will always be your sister."

Dong Ying'er chuckled gently, reached out to hold Zhao Jin's hand, and smiled and said, "I know, you are the one who is most likely to be moved in so many years. I'm afraid you are the only one who can be so generous and not care about me. If you fall in love with Zixiang's sweetheart..." She smiled self-deprecatingly: "Have you brought the things you brought to the palace?"

Zhao Jin was listening to Dong Ying'er's words carefully, and he said, "Take it, I asked my brother to steal it for me. He doesn't know if I bring this thing to the palace." Zhao Jin's hometown is rich in precious ginseng. The emperor has been seriously ill these days. The ginseng in the palace has been used faster and faster every day. It takes too long to collect it everywhere. Zhao Jin's family has two good ginseng. This is something I have known for a long time. Dong Ying'er asked Zhao Jin if he had it, and brought it to the palace to boil some medicine for the emperor. Zhao Jin agreed. Her father didn't care much about these things all day long. As long as his brother stole it, it would be fine. Zhao Jin only said that he gave a friend's seriously ill husband, and his second brother didn't say much.

"Thank you," Dong Ying'er smiled and said, "Although he is the emperor and he has three thousand beauties in the harem on weekdays, I also hope he can live longer, not for anything else, even for myself..." She looked at Zhao Jin: "Thank you."

"No need to thank you between you and me." Zhao Jin said angrily.

The two began to talk and laugh again, like a pair of good sisters who had never been separated. This said that it was too late outside. Because the Zhao family's carriage was still waiting outside, the emperor was now seriously ill, so Dong Ying'er couldn't keep her, so she personally asked her personal palace maid to send Zhao Jin out of the palace.

After Zhao Jin left, the Yingshui Palace was empty and only Dong Ying'er was left. She slowly walked to the pile of gifts left by Dong Ying'er to the palace, and reached out to hold the sandalwood box inside. The box was extremely exquisite, with an old pine crane carved on it, meaning prolonging life. Once opened, a flawless old ginseng appeared in front of her. She came closer to smell it, and even smelled a ginseng fragrance.
Chapter completed!