His Royal Highness rebelliously said that he had usurped the throne, stupefied to suppress the crowds present. Sheng Qiao took the opportunity to get in, and saw Ji Jiayou being tied to the post, and quickly untied the rope.
As he was slipping out, the imperial concubine also received a notice from the director, regaining her momentum and said to the guard: "The prince is talking nonsense. He must have been instigated by the villain. First escort him to the East Palace, and then the villain..."
Huh, where's the villain
At first glance, the villain ran over the wall.
There was a big water tank under the corner of the wall. Sheng Qiao and Ji Jiayou stepped on one side of the water tank alone, pulling the wall with both hands, and they turned over with a kick on their feet.
The photography teacher in the wall looked at each other, and carried the machine to chase past the door.
Shen Jun yelled: "You bastards! How dare you do something to me! See if I don't chop off your heads and send them to the funeral of the emperor!"
The scene was chaotic...
Ji Jiayou asked as he ran, "What about Brother Junyi?"
Sheng Qiao said: "No matter how he is a fool in the East Palace, no one dares to move him."
As soon as the words fell, a cold wind rolled up from the calf, and the surrounding wind suddenly swelled. Under the palace lanterns, the peach blossoms fluttered with teeth and claws in the night, as if to swallow people.
Sheng Qiao shivered and grabbed Ji Jiayou by the sleeve. "It's about to eat people again. I don't know how she eats people now. I won't eat people this time?"
Both of them stood in place and did not dare to move. The sound of the wind whispered. After a while, the whispered female voice came from the whispering wind: "I have eaten it."
The next moment, the system announced: "Shen Jun intends to die."
Sheng Qiao and Ji Jiayou looked at each other and ran to the imperial concubine palace. There was a maid cleaning the peach blossoms on the road. Sheng Qiao had never paid attention to the peach blossoms on the road before. He only felt that the peach blossoms were floating in the air and falling on the ground. But there were too many peach blossoms here. Centimeter-high pile of peach blossoms.
Along the way, I saw several peach blossom piles.
When I arrived at the imperial concubine's palace, there was a sense of harmony inside. The imperial concubine was half-seat in the chaise longue, looking tired, and a court lady was playing a fan next to it. Sheng Qiao grabbed Ji Jiayou, who wanted to rush in, and pretended to invite Ann, and asked the maid to notify him that he could only go in with permission.
The imperial concubine asked lazily, "What's the matter?"
Sheng Qiao said: "Dare to ask the imperial concubine, where is the prince down?"
"What prince?" The imperial concubine turned her head and glanced at her sharply, "Your Majesty has never established a prince since he was enthroned. I think you are a long-term prince! Come here, drag it down and beat him to death! "
Sheng Qiao: "..."
Okay, death is dead, even the traces have been erased.
The guard was about to start dragging Sheng Qiao out, and the plot line opened again. A palace lady hurried in, threw herself at the feet of the imperial concubine, and shouted in a low voice: "Niang, there just came news that Qin Yuan is pregnant."
The imperial concubine abruptly got up and lifted the tea set on the case table to the ground, her fingers trembling with anger: "That cheap maid! How qualified is that cheap maid to give birth to a prince!"
Sheng Qiao: "That's right! Only people with honorable status like Empress are qualified!"
Noble concubine: "..." She tried to maintain the personality, with a wry smile: "My palace has been in the mansion since the age of fourteen, and has been with Your Majesty for more than 20 years. It depends on the wind and the rain, but the only thing I want is a child, God. But he is always reluctant to give alms."
The maid sighed: "Your maid must not hurt her body because of this. Your majesty knows that she should feel distressed again. The slave and maid will go and fry a bowl of the medicine sent by your majesty. After the maid's body is adjusted, the prince will naturally be there."
After that, I went on.
Can Sheng Qiao, who has watched Gongdou Opera, know the mystery? Immediately said: "Hold on!"
The whole house looked at her.
Sheng Qiao: "Is your majesty sent me the medicine that your mother takes every day?"
Palace maid: "Yes, your majesty feels sorry for her childlessness, so she sent an imperial doctor to take care of her body."
Sheng Qiao: "How long have you been drinking?"
Maid: "It's been more than five years."
Sheng Qiao sighed: "Have you ever suspected that there is a problem with this medicine? Just believing that your Majesty would want you to give birth to his blood?"
Director team: "Did she watch Gong Dou less? Okay, let's start the next plot line."
The imperial concubine paled, staggered two steps, and slumped on the bed, her lips trembled and said, "You mean... No! I don't believe it! My palace doesn't believe it!"
"Believe it or not, take the medicine dregs out and let the mother's family look at the doctor, don't you know?"
The imperial concubine hid her face with her hands, and the crying voice came intermittently: "I don't believe it... My palace doesn't believe it... Your Majesty won't treat me like this, why would he treat me like this?"
With this cry, she let go of her usual arrogance, and her voice was full of resentment. Ji Jiayou has always been very sensitive to voices, so she immediately pulled Sheng Qiao and whispered, "It seems to be the cannibal voice."
Sheng Qiao glanced at the imperial concubine in disbelief, and shivered suddenly.
The imperial concubine cried for a long while, stood up, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her handkerchief, and said word by word: "Go, send this medicine scum out of the palace and give it to my brother."
The maid took the order.
The imperial concubine ordered the maid to dress up, put on rouge, stepped in and sneered, "Isn't she pregnant? This palace will look at her."
A group of people drove the Qin Yuan.
Ji Jiayou asked: "Shall we go?"
Sheng Qiao said: "Fuck, 3D Gongdou drama, don't watch it, don't watch it."
The two followed the team and went all the way to Qinyuanju. The imperial concubine reached out her hand to stop the announcement, and walked in alone. Seeing that the palace ladies were guarding outside, Sheng Qiao thought that there must be a plot, and beckoned to Ji Jiayou. The two walked in with their waists, but no one stopped him.
Entering the Qinyuanju, I saw the imperial concubine standing sideways in front of the window.
There was a group of Luan and Feng mingling in the room. Wanbi was lying on the couch with his head resting on the emperor’s legs. The emperor was holding a book and touching her abdomen. You have to teach me even your own name."
"After your majesty has taught the emperor, the concubines will let the emperor come to teach the concubines."
"You."
He stretched out his hand and scratched the tip of her nose spoilingly, and the woman smiled and got into his arms.
The imperial concubine stood in front of the window, watching the scene motionlessly. After a while, she slowly turned around. Sheng Qiao originally thought she was going to let someone drag herself down and beat her to death, but saw her frowning slightly and did not cry, but her eyes were a little red. She didn't know who she was asking: "What does he like her?"
She seemed to be really puzzled: "She doesn't even know Chinese characters, and she doesn't know everything about piano, chess, and calligraphy. But in his eyes, does this become love and affection?"
When you love her, even her shortcomings become advantages.
She looked up at Sheng Qiao and asked, "What about me?"
Sheng Qiao: "..."
The imperial concubine smiled lightly, and finally looked back, "She always fights with me. She is jealous of my beauty, jealous of my family and my position. But she doesn't know, but I am jealous, loved by your majesty. She."
The imperial concubine left Qinyuanju.
Sheng Qiao and Ji Jiayou didn't know where to go for a while.
Three of the six guests have been eaten, and there is one Fang Zhi left who does not know where he went. The two decided to find Fang Zhihui first, and then discuss what to do next.
Fang Zhi's identity card was the concubine and virtuous concubine, Sheng Qiao held a court lady and asked about the virtuous concubine's palace, and searched for it all the way. Fang Zhi was not here, and the maid in the palace said, "The lady said I'm looking for a peach blossom tree."
Sheng Qiao asked: "Do you know where there are peach blossom trees in this palace?"
"There is it in the palace of the imperial concubine."
They went back and forth in the imperial concubine palace several times and didn't see the peach blossom tree. Did they ignore anything
The two diverted to the Imperial Concubine Palace.
Halfway down the road, a strong wind rose again, and peach blossoms rose up on all sides of the palace walls. Sheng Qiao didn't patronize this time, and she was scared. She looked carefully at the peach blossom piles on the road.
At first, I thought it was sprinkled at random, but when I looked at it carefully at the moment, I really discovered the mystery.
Several peach blossoms are irregularly distributed on the road in a circle, hidden among the peach petals on the ground. If you don't look closely, you won't notice it at all.
Sheng Qiao was about to look closer. Fang Zhi ran out of the corner and said in surprise: "Finally found you! Xiao Qiao, I found the peach blossom tree! It's in the front courtyard of the Royal Palace, the black-scorched tree! It will only bloom when it rains!"
She said and ran, stepping into the peach blossom circle. The blower in the corner suddenly started, and the pile of peach blossoms rose from the ground in an instant, floating in the air. From a distance, it looked like the pile of peach blossoms surrounded her.
A faint smile came from the wind: "I have eaten it."
Several people in dark clothes emerged from the side, tied Fang Zhi and left.
The system prompts in the headset: "Fang Zhi is dead."
The wind stopped and the flowers fell, and the maid came out again and began to clean the peach blossoms.
After a long while, Sheng Qiao said, "I see."
Director group: "...… …"
Does she know? ? ? What else does she know? ?
Sheng Qiao pointed to the pile of peach blossoms that were swept by the court lady on the road: "Fang Zhi was only eaten when he stepped on it, right? We assume it is a peach blossom formation. Those who step on it will be eaten. Those who died before should I didn't pay attention and stepped on it."
Ji Jiayou asked: "Why can peach blossoms eat people?"
"It's not that the peach blossom can eat people, but the demon concubine can eat people through the peach blossom formation. You pay attention to what she says every time, it's'eaten'. Why isn't it killed? Does it mean that she must eat people?"
Sheng Qiao looked around: "I have a bold guess. I think we are in an illusion, and everything around us is actually fake. Think about it, every time the peach blossom rain falls, the npc will disappear. The enchanting concubine is about to eat people. After eating people, everything returns to normal. Does that mean that when it rains, it is when the enchanting concubine can't maintain the illusion? Because it can't maintain it, all the illusions in the illusion will disappear , So she must eat people to maintain the illusion."
The more Ji Jiayou thought about it, the more he felt that she was right, and asked with admiration: "Then what shall we do now?"
"You can leave without breaking the illusion? Oh, let me think about it."
Director group: "..."
Please don't think about it.
She squatted on the ground, picked up a small branch and drew it at will: "According to the general story, when the peach blossom rain is the time when the enchanting concubine's power is weakest, she can only be killed at that time. Fang Zhi just said that she was in Did you find the peach blossom tree in the imperial concubine hall? We assumed that the peach blossom tree was the real body of the enchanting concubine, so in the fantasy world, she used burnt wood to hide it from us. It shows that the peach blossom tree is very important to her. Just drop that tree?"
Ji Jiayou: "What are you waiting for! Go now!"
Sheng Qiao: "After the next peach blossom rain, it should only be cut off at that time."
Director group: "..."
Pass the cigarette to the boss.
The two sneaked to the outside of the imperial concubine's palace, planning to rush in and chop the tree after the next peach blossom rain.
But I saw that the lights inside were brightly lit, and the plot was going on. Adhering to the concept of 3D Gongdou not looking at nothing, the two peeped through the cracks in the door.
In the hall, the emperor kicked the noble concubine to the ground, and said angrily: "You snake, scorpion, venomous woman! You actually gave Wan'er medicine, you killed my flesh and blood, you killed the royal blood!"
The imperial concubine sat up with his elbows on the ground, looked up at the man in front of him, looked at it, and suddenly laughed: "The medicine poured into her stomach is less than one thousandth of the medicine that the concubine drinks. Your Majesty is distressed. What is it?"
The emperor was taken aback for a moment, and did not speak for a while.
His kick was heavy, and the imperial concubine coughed and coughed while coughing and coughing: "The concubine can't figure it out, your majesty. If you don't love the concubine, why take away the qualifications of the concubine as a mother? You? Isn’t there anymore, don’t you even want to leave a child to a concubine?"
The emperor squatted down in front of her, and he looked at the face of the allure in front of him, and once in a while, he was also tempted by it. He rubbed his finger on half of her cheek and said in a low voice, "Nian'er, to blame, you can only blame your Rong family and your brother."
A gust of wind rose from the ground.
All the lanterns in the temple went out.
Surrounded by the darkness, Sheng Qiao shuddered, and tremblingly called Ji Jiayou: "Quick, quick, ready to cut trees!"
Peach blossoms dance with the wind, and the air is full of peach blossoms.
The palace lanterns were lit one after another. In the empty hall, a peach blossom tree blossomed wanton and enchanting, but snow fell in the night sky, no one was seen, the palace gate was wide open, only the enchanting concubine, time and time again, repeating her death Before the scene.
The man took a glass of poisoned wine, pinched her chin, and poured it into her mouth with his own hands.
Her abdomen was like a knife scraping, she fell to the ground in pain, holding her eyes up with strength, only to see the pace of his departure.
She whispered: "Your Majesty."
There was a pause in the footsteps.
"Your Majesty, may I wish my concubine one last wish."
He turned his back to her and didn't even want to look back at her.
She said to herself: "After the concubine's death, she will not bury her family mound or enter the imperial tomb. She only wishes to be buried under the peach tree in front of the court with a roll of straw mat."
She looked at the snow in the sky outside the window, and laughed lowly: "The concubine did not die at a good time, and you can't see the peach blossoms in the coming year, so she asked the concubine to smell the fragrance of the peach blossoms after death.
He didn't look back, even his voice was like charity: "I will rely on you."
He moved away, his back further and further in the snow. She lay on the ground and stretched out her hand towards his back, trying to grab something, but in the end, she didn't grab anything.
Twenty years after Fanghua has been there, the boy is no longer there.
He had forgotten that the peach tree in front of the court was planted for her by himself.
She closed her eyes, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eyes.
It doesn't matter anymore.