On the other hand, the woman in palace clothes was calm and cold. She took her hand and continued to move lightly in the direction of the fire. After a long time, she heard her sigh softly, "After all, we are sisters. She is really pitiful, I will send her away!"
"But, Madam..." The maid's eyes were still filled with fear, and her hands and feet were trembling. Just saying that it was terrifying to see a dead person in the middle of the night, let alone a person who died of the plague.
"The empress is a woman of great wealth. What if... what if she is infected with the plague?"
The woman in palace clothes smiled faintly and kept moving, "One thing we should pay attention to is that Master Shiyi has not been infected, as well as Qiu Ju and Dong Mei."
Seeing that she had made up her mind, the maidservant had to keep silent even though she was scared.
The two people walked under the dim palace lantern, their facial features vaguely discernible, they were Concubine Ying and her maid Chu Xia.
There were no guards guarding the fire scene. Linglong was slightly surprised, but then she thought about it. Who would be willing to take the risk of being infected to guard a dead person
Thinking like this, I couldn't help but feel sad.
It was so beautiful during life, but after death it is not just desolation.
The two of them walked straight in through the door of the fire place. The dim light of the palace lantern came from behind, casting their shadows on the ground in front of them, slanting and long, like ghosts in the dark night.
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In the distance, the sound of the watch was heard.
It’s the fourth update.
The woman on the soft mat was still lying there silently.
Linglong stood quietly outside the soft mat, looking at the curtains swaying in the wind, motionless, not knowing what she was thinking.
Chu Xia didn't dare to come near, but stood timidly not far away, looking at Linglong, anxious.
After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Linglong slowly stepped forward, raised her hand to gently lift the curtain, and looked carefully at the face on the soft pillow.
With long eyebrows like willows, a green nose like jade, and cherry lips like pills, it is still the same face that charms all living beings, and the same face that makes Leng Qisu fall in love with him to death.
She often wonders, what is the power that makes a man who has loved her for more than ten years change his heart
Where did she lose to this woman
Is it this face
no.
She knew it wasn't.
what is that
Is it the countless betrayals and injuries caused by this woman
She didn't understand, she really didn't understand. Every time this woman appeared, she had a purpose and brought fatal harm to the man. Mo Shuang did it, and so did Zizhuo.
Why does that man still love her so much that he doesn't care about life and death
And she has been giving silently and waiting silently, but she can never wait for his change of heart.
She hates it!
She raised her hand and gently touched Zizhuo's face. A biting coldness penetrated through her fingertips and penetrated into her limbs and bones.
Her hands trembled, and she suddenly realized, oh, she was already dead. The woman who took away her man and ruined her happiness was dead.
God knows how she felt when she learned that Rujie Yu was dead in the evening.
It was a very strange mood, a little shocked, a little disbelieving, a little happy, and a little lost.
"Mo Shuang, are you going to die too?" She raised the corners of her lips and laughed softly, with a sad and bitter smile, "I thought you wouldn't die? I thought you were a fortress! Poisonous wine can't kill you. I can't kill you even if I throw you off a cliff, or I can't kill you with a stick or a stick. I thought you were immortal! You are actually dead, you are finally dead..."
Her feet softened, and her smile was a little shaky. Chu Xia behind her was startled, and quickly stepped forward to support her, "Empress!"
She slowly turned her head, glanced at Chu Xia with a smile, gently waved her hand away, and then looked at the woman on the soft mat. Two lines of clear tears overflowed from her eyes, "Mo Shuang, you know that I have been here this year." How are you living? Every day and every night, whenever I think of you, my heart hurts like it has been cut into pieces by a thousand knives. But for him, I still have to endure it, pretend to be generous, and pretend to be generous. You have to be considerate, but have any of you ever cared about how painful I feel?"
As she spoke, she pulled tightly on the skirt of her chest, her knuckles turning white, as if she was in extreme pain.
She was a bit out of control and frightened Chu Xia who was standing beside her. In her eyes, this woman had always been graceful, calm and calm. How often had she seen her like this, "Your Majesty...", she looked at her blankly, not knowing what to say. .
Linglong ignored her and continued to talk to herself; "He liked the crabapple cake you made, so I learned to make crabapple cake. He said that because you knew kung fu, he took you with him every time he went out, so I He secretly studied under his master, but no matter how much I studied, I am not you. His eyes never stayed on me, not even for a moment. He only had eyes for you! Only you!"
"Originally, he loved me. He has loved me since he was a child. It was you. It was your appearance that ruined everything for me! You not only ruined me, you also ruined that man. He is so beautiful, he is the most beautiful person in the world. An outstanding man, he is the man who should stand at the top and look down on the world, but now you have caused him to live and die and his whereabouts are unknown. Are you satisfied? Can you smile like a child?"
She sternly questioned the woman who had long been out of earshot and out of sight. Suddenly, her pupils narrowed, she raised her hand and there was a sound of fabric tearing, and the curtain above the soft mat suddenly shattered into strands.
Chu Xia Dahao on the side turned pale with fright. Only then did he realize that his master was actually good at kung fu.
"Your Majesty, calm down!"
She didn't know why the death of little Jieyu made her always calm master so excited
Linglong gasped slightly and looked back at her. The bloodshot eyes in her eyes dissipated lightly, "Chu Xia, help me carry her into the furnace cavity!"
ah
Chu Xia was shocked, "What do you want to do?"
"Cremated!" Linglong opened her red lips lightly and said two words.
At this time, she had returned to her usual cool and graceful appearance.
Cremated
Chu Xia was startled and almost thought she heard wrongly.
"Mother, but...but..."
"But what? The emperor has given me the right to be in charge of the Sixth Palace. Can't I deal with the body of a dead Jieyu? I also think about everyone in the palace. Anyway, I have to be cremated. In order to prevent the spread of the epidemic, why? Won’t you be cremated earlier?”
Linglong glanced over coldly, a cold light flashed in her eyes, completely frightening Chu Xia.
She didn't dare to say anything more, so she had to do as she said. She was afraid that if someone was not as good as this woman, she would chop her with a palm.
The two of them lifted Zizhuo from the soft mat and stuffed it into the furnace cavity without any effort.
After doing all this, Linglong ordered Chuxia in a deep voice, "Light the fire!"
Firewood is already installed under each furnace cavity and only needs to be lit.
"My slave... my slave... I didn't bring any fire certificates!"
Linglong glanced at her, took out something from her sleeve, and threw it towards her.
She stretched out her hand to catch it, but her hands kept shaking and the thing failed to catch and fell to the ground at her feet. She quickly bent down to pick it up, and it was the Huozhezi.
It turns out that this woman had already thought about doing this, and she even carried it with her.
However, she couldn't think too much about it, as her heart was already in a panic.
While lighting the firewood, she prayed silently in her heart.
"I'm sorry, Ru Jieyu, it was that woman's intention, not mine. If you become a ghost, don't come to me. Never come to me."
The fire started to burn, and it had already burned the skirt of the woman in the mouth.
Linglong slowly narrowed her eyes, and two balls of flames were reflected in her eyes, burning more and more intensely.
Suddenly, a scream rang out in the quiet night, followed by a loud sound of something collapsing.
Linglong was startled and saw that the screams came from Chu Xia. She had fallen to the ground and was unconscious. What collapsed was the stove. The fire had been extinguished, and the woman in the stove had been carried into someone's arms.
"You disappoint me so much!" Under the hazy night, the tall and tall man said with a cold voice.
(End of chapter)