Bone Painting Coroner

Chapter 673: Only by living is there a chance

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Concubine Xiao had just woken up, and she was still the same as before.

Brilliant.

Jeweled.

Elegant and luxurious.

Sang Lan is combing her hair.

But halfway through the brush, Sang Lan paused and exclaimed softly. The reaction was not very big, but Concubine Xiao still saw it. She asked through the bronze mirror in front of her, "What's wrong?"

Sang Lan reacted and shook her head quickly, "No... nothing."

The voice is shaking.

Concubine Xiao didn't believe it, she reached out to the hair on the back of her head, turned her head, looked in the mirror, and saw a few white hairs.

His expression instantly froze.

White hair!

For a concubine, it is simply fatal!

Most of the empresses in the palace eat young rice.

Sang Lan saw that Concubine Xiao's face was wrong, the comb in her hand trembled a few times and fell to the ground.

She knelt down quickly.

Kowtow: "My lady, forgive me!"

Concubine Xiao's hair has always been taken care of by her, and if there are a few white hairs, she will definitely not be able to escape being punished.

But where do you know, Concubine Xiao glanced at Sang Lan, who was kneeling on the ground, with a slightly dark expression, "Is this palace so scary? All of you ask this palace to spare your life."

"No, how can Niangniang be scary? It's the slave's fault that made Niangniang grow white hair."

"When people get old, they will naturally grow white hair. It's not your fault. Ben Gong is not someone who kills without blinking an eye. He won't kill people at every turn. Only the servants who have made mistakes will be killed by Ben Gong, but you have been by Ben Gong's side for many years. , take good care of you, how could this palace be willing to kill you?"

Saying this, Sang Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you madam."

"Get up, stop kneeling, and continue to brush Ben Gong's hair."

"Yes."

Sang Lan picked up the comb on the ground, stood up, and continued to comb her hair.

Be very cautious.

Suddenly, Concubine Xiao seemed to remember something, and asked, "By the way, it's been a while since King Yi got married. You take this palace's will out of the palace, and ask the princess and the side to come to the palace tomorrow, just say this. Gong wants to talk to the two of her,"

"Yes."

Sang Lan responded.

At this moment, Duan Er came in and saluted, "See the lady."

Concubine Xiao glanced at her, "What are you doing here without looking at the princess?"

Immediately, Duan Er knelt down, crying and begging, "Miss, please save the princess. The princess has not eaten or drank for two days. If this goes on like this, the servant is worried that the princess' body will not be able to survive."

I heard it was about Jing Xuan.

Concubine Xiao's thin eyebrows twitched, her expression gloomy, "How is the princess now?"

"I've been sitting in the house for two days. The slave girl begged her to eat and she refused to eat."

snort!

"Is she willing to be so angry with Ben Gong?" Concubine Xiao was angry, but she was also worried, "Listen, no matter what, you have to let the public figure eat, and Ben Gong doesn't care if you pry her mouth open, or It doesn't matter if you force something into her mouth, in short, let her eat it, if something happens to the princess and she can't get married to Huyi as scheduled, this palace will take your heads."

It turned out that what she cared about was not her own daughter, but that person... whether she could get married on schedule.

Ha ha.

Duan Er was completely disappointed. Before she came, she still held a glimmer of hope, thinking that Concubine Xiao would eventually be unbearable and would let go of her high status and persuade Jing Xuan like an ordinary mother.

where to know—

This woman only has power in her eyes.

Duan'er felt a chill in her heart, she withdrew her tears, got up from the ground, and leaned out.

Return to Jingxuan's bedroom.

The palace maids hurriedly asked, "How is it, what did the maiden say?"

She didn't respond, opened the lock on the door, and explained to them before entering, "None of you are allowed to come in, and you are not allowed to eavesdrop. I will talk to the princess."

Everyone nodded.

Close the door!

Duan Er went in, Jing Xuan was still sitting there, she walked over and knelt down

"Princess, why bother?"

Yeah, why bother

"The slave maid said something outrageous. If the princess really has resentment and hatred in her heart, she should live well. Only by living can you have a chance!"

Uh!

After she said these words, Jing Xuan's scattered eyes suddenly moved.

Realizing that what she said just now had an effect, Duan'er continued, "The princess said that life is not as good as death! Since life is not as good as death, why do you have to torture yourself like this?"

Jing Xuan woke up!

Her hand on her thigh slowly clenched her fist and grabbed the ball of brocade in her palm.

"Princess, wake up, if this continues, the only person who will be sad and sad in the end will be you."

a long time-

Only then did her eyes gradually clear, she stood up, stepped on the cold floor with her bare feet, and walked to the mirror.

The person in the mirror was wearing a long white dress, with long hair hanging down on his face, and the whole face was pale without a trace of blood, especially the eyes, which were bottomless and empty.

like a dying man.

Is this still the willful Jing Xuan from before

Her long numb body gradually recovered as the coldness of the soles of her feet spread throughout her body.

a long time-

She pursed her lips, "Bring the food here."

Duan Er was overjoyed, "Yes, the servant will let the imperial kitchen do it, and make it the princess's favorite food."

Overjoyed.

Jing Xuan nodded.

Duan Er got up from the ground and hurriedly went out and ordered someone to go to the imperial kitchen to pass the meal.

Soon, a table full of dishes was prepared.

Jing Xuan ate a lot, and her expression improved a lot. She had a good night's rest, and woke up the next day, full of energy.

The people in the palace were moved to tears.

"I heard that there are people in the palace, it's the princess and the princess side." Duan Er told her.

Jing Xuan's eyes twitched and she ordered, "Give me my makeup."

"Yes."

Duan Er was dressing her, but Jing Xuan took a piece of red lip paper, put it on her lips and sipped it a few times. The flaming red lips were printed in the mirror. That person was charming and mysterious.

She picked out another eye-catching bead hairpin and put it on her head.

"Princess, this bead hairpin is not for you."

"I like this."

Smile, very naive.

After finishing dressing, she lifted her skirt to meet the two imperial sisters-in-law, but was stopped as soon as she went out.

"Princess, the goddess said, don't let you step out of the door for half a step."

"I'm here to greet the mother-in-law, should this be stopped?" She smiled.

"Don't dare."

"Then don't stop."

After she finished speaking, she pulled away the few people who were standing in front of her with one hand.

That strength, as if the original Jing Xuan had come back.

In the main hall of Zhangzhi Hall.

Ji Muqing and Chen Xiang have arrived, and they are sitting on the left and right.

A gentle and virtuous!

A generous gesture!

Concubine Xiao sat upright, raised her eyebrows, looked at Ji Muqing tenderly, and asked, "Bengong heard that you fell and knocked your head a few days ago. Are you feeling better now?"

Ji Muqing touched the bruised wound on his forehead, and then glanced proudly at Chen Xiang, who was facing him, before replying, "Mu Qing has gotten a lot better, and the lord has been taking care of him these days."

"That's good. When I first heard the news, I was terrified. You are very delicate. Don't let anything happen to you when you bump into it."

"There is a mother who cares, how can Mu Qing be bad?"

"You girl, your mouth can speak." Concubine Xiao laughed so hard that when others saw it, they felt that she really liked Ji Muqing.

but-

Chen Xiang was not happy.

Seeing Ji Muqing's showy expression, plus the warning from the prospect, her heart bleeds with hatred.