Longyin Palace
The palace door is closed
All the maids and eunuchs were standing at the door, including Li Quansheng.
They were all sent out by Leng Qisu because he wanted one person to personally interrogate the case of Mo Zhaoyi's murder in the palace.
If that man hadn't been away from court for three days, no one would have known that the woman who once lived in Yaohua Palace had such a high status.
Last time, the imperial doctor repeatedly confirmed that what Mo Zhaoyi took was the drug to fake death. It was obvious that the problem was not the wine in the cup that day, but someone else who was causing harm.
Now, her murderer has come out, and everyone knows that this person is still alive and will definitely die.
However, what they never dreamed of was that the person who harmed others was actually Mo Zhaoyi's personal maid Lily.
Everyone did not dare to express their anger. They all listened intently to the movements in the hall, and wanted to know with strong curiosity what the situation was.
However, through the thick palace door, as well as the outer hall and the middle hall, there was no sound inside at all.
After the morning court, they went in, and it was not until noon that the door of Longyin Palace was finally opened.
When Lily came out, she was already in a trance, her face was pale and she was staggering. If two guards hadn't stepped forward to hold her back, she would have almost fallen.
Everyone retreated to the sides and carefully looked at Leng Qisu who came out of the palace. They saw his face as sinking as water, his thin lips pursed tightly, and his pair of black eyes deep and distant. There was no sign of happiness or anger, but he coldly ordered someone to go first. Put Lily into prison and behead her on a certain day, and no one is allowed to visit her.
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Qingxia Palace
Linglong was leaning on the embroidery stand, holding the embroidery needle with her slender fingers, threading the needle and thread, concentrating on embroidering the dragon pattern on a piece of bright yellow cloth.
"Your Majesty, I can just let the embroiderers in the palace do this kind of thing. Why should I have to work so hard?"
"How can that be done? The undergarment worn by the Emperor needs to be beautiful and comfortable. It would be more comfortable for me to embroider it myself."
Linglong smiled without raising her head, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were soft.
Although some things may have moved further and further away from her, she should try to catch what she can.
The maid Chu Xia walked in in a hurry.
"Empress, did you know? The murderer of Mo Zhaoyi has been found!"
The exquisite hand shook, and the sharp needle suddenly pierced the fingertips without warning. Her pupils narrowed and she instinctively retracted her hand. A drop of bright red oozed from the white fingertips.
Putting her finger to her lips and sucking it, she turned back, "Do you know who it is?"
"Guess!" Chu Xia smiled mischievously, and seeing Linglong's somewhat confused expression, she continued, "Forget it, I guess I can't guess it, because no one expected it to be this person."
Linglong pursed her lips, waiting for her to continue.
"It's Mo Zhaoyi's personal maid Lily."
"Lily?" Linglong was startled, and for a moment, she thought she had heard wrong.
"Yes!" Seeing her astonished expression, Chu Xia pursed her lips and smiled, "You didn't expect it, did you? What makes everyone even more unexpected is her killing method. Oh my god, this slave has never heard of it!"
"What's it like?" Linglong lowered her eyes, looked at the small pinhole on her fingertips, and asked.
"Didn't it rain heavily on the day Mo Zhaoyi went to the Jinluan Palace? Then Lily applied poison on a butter umbrella and used the umbrella to protect Mo Zhaoyi from the rain. The poisonous powder was passed by Mo Zhaoyi without leaving a trace. The poison is inhaled into the mouth and nose, but this poison alone is not fatal to people, but when combined with the fake death medicine given by the emperor, it becomes another deadly poison."
This poison alone is not actually fatal to people, but when combined with the fake death drug given by the emperor, it becomes another deadly poison
Linglong lost her mind for a moment.
It wasn't until Chu Xia called her twice that she reacted and smiled, "Oh, I'm thinking, since it was so hidden, how could it be discovered now?"
"Then I have to thank Yun Zhaoyi's cat. I heard that the cat first ran into Longyin Palace and licked the wine cup from which Mo Zhaoyi drank poisonous wine that day. It was discovered by the maid and eunuch of Longyin Palace. , rushed out, and then went to Lily's room for some reason, and finally died next to her butter umbrella, so everyone became suspicious, so when the imperial doctors checked, the truth came to light."
Cloud tide cat
Linglong frowned slightly, "How can Lily, a little palace maid, have such great wisdom? Moreover, why does she want to harm her master? What is her motive?"
"This servant doesn't know about this! Maybe it was because she was instigated by others, or maybe Mo Zhaoyi treated her badly in daily life, and she wanted to take revenge. As for whether there are any other secrets, maybe only the emperor knows, Because he personally interrogated Lily."
"Then how did the emperor deal with Lily?"
"I heard that he will be imprisoned first and then be executed at a later date. No one will be allowed to visit him!"
"Oh" Linglong nodded, lowered her eyes thoughtfully, picked up the embroidery needle, and carefully embroidered the dragon pattern.
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Mo Shuang slowly opened her eyes and looked at the pink bed curtain above her head, feeling a little dazed.
For a long time, I didn't realize where I was, whether I was dead or alive.
She only remembered that Shi Yi was alive, and so was the 50,000-strong army, that man gave her poisoned wine, she vomited blood, the child was gone, and then, Feng Xiaochen came...
Everything is as unreal as a dream.
Slowly pushing herself up and sitting up, she looked around and found that she was lying in a strange room. Looking at the furnishings, it didn't belong to Feng Xiaochen, but rather looked like a girl's boudoir.
The afternoon sun shines in through the window lattice, shining brightly on the dark red furniture, which is a bit dazzling.
She squinted her eyes and looked at the beam of sunlight. There were some tiny particles of mortal dust dancing in it, and she felt like she was in another world.
She did not die after all, and she could not travel back in time after all.
Raising her hands to cover her flat belly, which had once given birth to a little life, she couldn't help but shed tears.
If the child is gone, why should she live
This life is too bitter.
She was so sincere in giving, but she was constantly deceived and used. She was tired, and she didn't want to continue wandering on the road of love with her heart full of holes.
She was really tired.
If all the conspiracies are planted in the name of love, then she doesn't love her anymore, is that okay
Does it mean that if she no longer loves her, no one can hurt her anymore
Lifting the thin quilt, she slowly stood up, got off the bed, and walked to the window.
She raised her little face, closed her eyes, felt the sunshine, and took a deep breath.
Mo Shuang, you are not dead, you are reborn.
From now on, protect your heart!
Under the window is the noisy street, and from time to time there are the sounds of warblers and swallows and the sounds of men and women flirting.
She lowered her eyes and looked over, and saw three or five seductively dressed women at the door downstairs winking at the men passing by and making various seductive gestures.
She was shocked and realized that she was in Yihongyuan, the largest brothel in the capital.
While she was doubting, the door creaked open, and there were the sound of soft footsteps. She turned around and saw a girl in a green brocade skirt coming in. When she saw her, the girl looked surprised and a little surprised. In disbelief, "Are you awake?"
"Yes!" Mo Shuang smiled slightly and roughly guessed in her heart that this woman should be the owner of this wing, so she bowed and said, "Sorry to bother you, girl! Where is Feng Xiaochen?"
"He went to collect medicine for the girl! The girl has just recovered and should rest more. Lu Ping also wants to sing a song for the guests, so she will go down first!"
"Yes! Thank you Lu Ping!" For some reason, although she is a brothel girl, Mo Shuang can't see any traces of prostitution on her body. Her eyebrows are lightly swept, and her pink and white are evenly applied, which makes her look indescribably elegant and refined.
After Luping left, she did not immediately go back to bed to rest. Instead, she continued to stand by the window, so confused that she didn't know what she was thinking.
Until across the street, a burst of roaring sound came.
She looked around and saw two men who looked like officers and soldiers posting some kind of notice. Immediately, a large number of people gathered around them.
Because it was across a street and the street was extremely noisy, the people's comments were not very clear, but she still heard her name, Mo Zhaoyi.
(End of chapter)