Meng Eqi snorted coldly: "The reason why someone like you can do such a rebellious thing is because of hatred and because of ****. I guess the person who colluded with you is the one you like. people?"
Cheng Zhaoyi's face was calm, with an indifferent smile on her lips, as if she was neither flustered nor afraid of Meng Qiqi's guess. She finished embroidering the colorful butterfly with the last stitch and thread, and put the embroidered stretcher on the side of the table, with a calm tone of death: "I did everything, it was I who harmed the emperor, and I have no accomplices, you guys. Execute me."
Meng Qiqi looked at her hairpin with a golden ruby and a three-winged warbler feather bead hairpin firmly on her bun, and the white jade-like earlobe with gold inlaid red coral drop bead earrings swaying gently with her movements, With dazzling grace and tenderness. Embroidered and engraved, Ruicao Yunyan, wide sleeves, double-silk lingluan clothes, like the wind and flowing clouds, delicate flowers and water, the onion fingers like Zhaoyi's white jade are lightly placed on the embroidered case, and the embroidered gold rhombus is inlaid with emerald grains. There was a clear sound, and the gold-inlaid jade-wrapped silk double-buckle bracelet slowly slid down the lotus-like wrist.
She can have today's favor, but it all comes from the emperor. And the person who doted on her had been killed by her and lay dying in the Qinzheng Hall. Meng Eqi wanted to ask for an accomplice, but she did not want to reveal half of her intention to die because of that person. This is the oil The salt does not enter and does not know how to lift it up. Meng Qiqi's eyes froze, and she began to think that since that person is still in contact with Cheng Zhaoyi, Ming Cheng Zhaoyi is still trying to find a way to contact him after entering the palace. How did she, who lived in the palace for a long time, get in touch with that person
Meng Qiqi thought of the fake Taoist priest's words, someone would put things in the back of the imperial kitchen so that the Taoist priest could fetch them.
Imperial dining room... Cheng Zhaoyi...
Meng Qiqi suddenly thought of something, she rubbed her palms and laughed twice: "Cheng Zhaoyi, since you don't listen to any persuasion, you must be determined to die. In this case, how lonely you are on the Huangquan Road, I Let's catch your sweetheart and let you be a pair of hard-fought mandarin ducks on the Yellow Springs."
Meng Qiqi approached her, lowered her voice, and looked at Cheng Zhaoyi's fluttering eyelashes: "The imperial dining room is just a blindfold. That person is not from the palace. If he wants to enter the palace, I'm afraid he has to hide somewhere and sneak into the palace?"
Cheng Zhaoyi felt an electric shock all over her body. She raised her head suddenly, and grabbed her hands towards Meng Qiqi's neck subconsciously. Meng Qiqi took two steps back to avoid her attack, seeing as Zhaoyi's reaction, her guess was that she was inseparable.
So Meng Eqi beckoned the guards to lock her, and her laughter came over, very clear, like a star sprinkled on the sparkling water: "Cheng Zhaoyi, I can't."
She turned around and left, letting Cheng Zhaoyi scold behind her: "Meng Eqi, you and Xie Chongming will both have to die!"
Nie Xuanlie heard it outside, frowned slightly, and the next moment someone blocked her mouth.
"She's willing?" Nie Xuanlie was surprised. He took the look of Zhaoyi. Could it be that Meng Qiqi asked something
Meng Qiqi came out of the palace, and was blown by the summer night wind, and she only felt the cold soaking behind her. She took a palace lantern handed over by the maid below, and her fingers quietly caressed the handle of the palace lantern. The warm light in the palace lantern flickered on and off under the pair of porcelain white hands, like some thin smoke coming from the wick. Diffuse overflowing. In the eyes of Nie Xuanlie, her figure seemed to be a goddess of pity for the world.
"General Nie, when will the next meal bought by the palace staff be sent to the palace?"
Nie Xuanlie frowned and thought for a while, "It's the second watch tonight."
Meng Eqi raised her head to look at the color, and it was the second watch soon. She immediately said: "Please lead someone to detain the batch of vegetable buckets that were brought in from outside the palace. If you want the other party to take the opportunity to escape, I guess he will be able to work hard, don't take it lightly."
Nie Xuanjie's face turned solemn, and he turned around and arranged to go.
Meng Eqi took a deep breath, and Cheng Zhaoyi's mournful cry could be heard vaguely in the palace behind him.
Who is she crying for? Is it the emperor who dotes on her, or the person in her heart.
Meng Qiqi was stunned by the warm light of the lantern in her hand for a moment. She felt at this moment that perhaps she was somewhat similar to Cheng Zhaoyi in some respects. It was a dilemma, but Cheng Zhaoyi seemed to have a heavier weight in her heart, so she made the choice resolutely and did a lot of treasonous things for him. and-
No regrets until death.
Meng Qiqi remembered that when Bai Gao entered the palace with her, he met a strange man—
"When I was wandering outside the palace today, I was thinking about how to get in, but I saw a person on the root of the imperial city mixed in the bucket for transporting vegetables, so I did the same thing and squeezed into a bucket with him. Princess, aren't you? I know, that man's eyes look scary, but when I asked him what he was doing, he was here to see his beloved."
Meng Qiqi already had the answer in her heart, but she was not sure, and even a little scared. She was afraid that because she found out that person, she and Sheng Jiayan would really turn against each other.
She just stood outside the Yanxi Palace and looked up at the brilliance of the full moon, but her heart was full of mixed feelings.
Just like this, Nie Xuanlie sent someone to catch her.
Meng Eqi's heart trembled, and her hands clenched tightly.
What should come is still coming.
A Rong was twisted and pushed in front of Meng Qiqi, and Nie Xuanlie forced him to kneel. Meng Qiqi looked at this familiar face, but A Rong was not afraid, just raised her head and looked back at her as well. He sneered: "Princess Laiyi, it turns out that she is not really a bum, she is very smart."
"A Rong," Meng Eqi walked around him slowly, the lantern in his hand approaching slowly, illuminating his eyes that had hidden too many secrets. Meng Qiqi's voice was indifferent: "You killed Bai Gao, I think Bai Gao remembered that you hid in a vegetable barrel and sneaked into the palace that day. But what about my grandmother? She is an old man over sixty years old. , she made you unhappy again, you want to kill her!?"
A Rong stood up straight: "Whether the princess believes it or not, I didn't kill Bai Gao, but I didn't kill it, it doesn't matter anymore. I have no intention of killing Mrs. Meng. If the princess didn't hide it from Mrs. Knowing all the truth, how could I take advantage of it today? What’s more, if I don’t go to Mrs. Meng’s place to separate you and the young master, I…”
Meng Eqi slapped her hand sharply, and there was a crisp 'pop'. She used all her strength, and A Rong's head was deflected by her.
Meng Qiqi's hands were shaking, she couldn't let Arong continue, otherwise others would doubt whether Sheng Jiayan had any other thoughts. She hated A Rong and even resented Sheng Jiayan, but she still wanted to protect him after all.
"Someone!" Meng Qiqi resisted the trembling of his voice: "Just set the stake outside the Yanxi Palace, and also ask Cheng Zhaoyi to see, what will happen to the emperor by cheating with someone!"
Nie Xuanlie was shocked. Meng Eqi meant to burn A Rong alive
The surrounding guards and eunuchs moved quickly, and quickly placed high platform wooden stakes on the flat ground outside the Yanxi Palace. They tied Arong to the top, and the bottom was full of dry withered grass. Everyone held torches in their hands, just waiting for Meng Qiqi's order.
When A Rong was tied to the stake, he never showed any signs of cowardice. He only murmured to himself: "My life should have been killed with the army ten years ago. But Cang has eyes, let me take revenge for the general."
He met Meng Qiqi's eyes, and his tone was desolate and sarcastic: "You will kill him sooner or later."
Meng Eqi looked away. At this moment, the two guards pressed Cheng Zhaoyi out of the hall. At this moment, Meng Eqi raised her heart and said, "Ignite the fire!"
The torches devoured the dead grass in an instant, and even bigger flames shot up on A Rong's clothes.
Cheng Zhaoyi's eyes were about to split, and she knelt on the ground and cried, "Don't!"
Meng Qiqi was unmoved, she could only keep her figure from falling down, in fact, she was trembling all over. The laughter of Bai Gao and his grandmother slipped in front of his eyes, and his uncle was still dying in the Hall of Qinzheng. Whatever happened, Meng Qiqi was not allowed to fall, nor was she allowed to back down.
Suddenly, there was a rush of hooves in the distance, Meng Qiqi watched the approaching people from far and near, his pair of black pupils collided into his line of sight.
Sheng Jiayan is here.
Sheng Jiayan tightened his horse not far from the stake, he did not go to rescue A Rong, nor did he approach Meng Qiqi. Meng Eqi and him looked at each other across the fire.
His expression is still as flat and unwavering as usual, and the raging fire is reflected in his eyes, but such Sheng Jiayan shows a particularly indifferent ruthlessness and indifference.
A Rong was caught in the fire, the flames devoured his skin inch by inch, burning him to the point of death. But he still held his neck up and sang aloud the sad songs in the barracks.
"The general is dead, what should I do?"
He kept singing, kept singing. His singing was mixed with Cheng Zhaoyi's hysterical cries, and the flames flew straight into the air.
And Meng Eqi and Sheng Jiayan looked at each other through such a flame, Meng Eqi suddenly felt that there was a galaxy between them.
She couldn't see Sheng Jiayan's expression or the meaning in his eyes.
Meng Qiqi knew that she and Sheng Jiayan would never go back.
Cheng Zhaoyi broke free from the restraints of the guards, and ran down the white jade steps, slamming into a raging fire.
The moment she rushed towards A Rong without hesitation, Meng Qiqi was so envious...
The moment Cheng Zhaoyi broke through the restraint, Nie Xuanlie was afraid that she would hurt Meng Qiqi due to her madness, so he blocked half of her with his figure. It also blocked Meng Qiqi's gaze towards Sheng Jiayan. When Nie Xuanlie moved away, Meng Qiqi could only see Sheng Jiayan's back, turning away.
I thought that Yue Lao took pity on her and gave her a better life experience. But she didn't think so. At the end of the story, she and Sheng Jiayan turned against each other and tortured each other.
In this world, she really came to the wrong place.
The wick in her hand snapped, facing the rippling moonlight. Meng Qiqi raised her face, spit out a mouthful of blood essence from her heart, and then her face was like golden paper, and she fell straight into the boundless thick black.