Under the scorching sun, Concubine Li was dressed in a red flowery palace dress, with a jade-colored cigarette and silver gauze blouse underneath, and a pearl-white lake crepe skirt. The wide hem was embroidered with red patterns, making her look charming.
Her eyebrows are like green feathers, her waist is like a bunch of plain clothes, and she moves lightly with the lotus steps, making her charming and charming.
It was obvious that she was over thirty years old. If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, who would have believed that those harsh words just came out of her pink lips.
Lian Yan lowered her eyebrows and did not dare to answer. A palace maid hurriedly ran to the door of the courtyard to report: "Your Majesty, Ci'an Palace has sent someone again."
Li Fei heard her hurried tone and looked unhappy. She didn't even turn her head, and her voice was sharp: "Just refuse."
The maidservant knelt there without getting up and said in a trembling voice: "My Lady, I'm afraid I won't be able to refuse this time."
Concubine Li turned her head, her face was perfect, her pretty eyebrows were furrowed, she glanced at the kneeling maid from the corner of her eye, and said softly, "Oh?" ’ made a sound.
The palace maid was so frightened by the hidden anger in that voice that she even forgot to reply as her body kept trembling.
Lian Yan saw this and scolded her first: "Why don't you tell me what is going on?"
The palace maid then remembered, kowtowed and said, "Princess Yirou hanged herself and passed away..."
Lian Yan glanced up secretly and saw Concubine Li turning around, with a sneer on her lips, her face seemed to be full of contempt: "I really can't turn back."
Lian Yan saw her walking towards the courtyard door and quickly chased after her to persuade her: "My dear, you are dead after all, why don't you change your clothes?"
Only then did Concubine Li glance at her red palace attire, and with an increasingly displeased expression, she turned and walked towards the palace: "The whole family hasn't been beheaded yet, but she is in a hurry to hang herself."
Lian Yan pursed her lips, took a set of plain white palace clothes and changed them for her while asking: "My Lady, do you need to send someone to prepare something?"
"What's there to do? After all, she is the emperor's sister, and I'm afraid she won't be buried in a rich burial." Concubine Li blurted out.
She originally wanted to use Yi Rou to better control Du Kun after rescuing Du Kun, but this worthless woman actually died.
After all, it was a big deal to cheat and replace someone. She had been avoiding Yirou these days, thinking that she would tell her after it was done, but she didn't expect that she was so desperate that she sought her own death.
She also didn’t know if Du Kun would be worth her efforts to save in the future.
Li Fei looked at herself in the bronze mirror, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she called Lian Yan to come over and whisper a few words.
Lian Yan suppressed the shock in her eyes, said "yes" and walked out. Concubine Li called her back again: "Let Zhu'er think of a way to bring something belonging to His Majesty the Seventh Prince."
Lian Yan bowed, said 'yes' again and left.
At the same time, news of Princess Yirou's death spread throughout the palace, and Yongning Palace received the news just after the banquet.
Xiao Mubai, the Marquis, and Old General Zhao were still on their way out of the palace when they heard someone report the bad news.
The Marquis looked sad, not for anything else, but because of Yirou's deep love. After all, in these years, the only other couple who could be called a divine couple were Du Hanfei and Yirou, besides him and Lansheng.
Unexpectedly, there are two enviable pairs of beautiful people, one pair is separated forever, the other pair sacrifices their lives for love...
Xiao Mubai originally wanted to tell the Marquis that there was no need to be so sad. Yi Rou might have really loved Du Hanfei as deeply as the sea, but under the lotus pond in the courtyard of the Du Mansion, there was an unknown corpse of a young girl buried. She ended up like this. He really didn't deserve sympathy, but he swallowed the words as soon as they came to his lips.
Forget it, saying it would only make Master Hou feel sad. Xiao Mubai told Han Hong behind him: "Go and inform Bingwen."
Han Hong took the order and retreated.
Only then did the Marquis realize that the Du Mansion was really full of people, "It can't be..."
Xiao Mubai looked at Mr. Hou's sudden change in expression, held his forehead in pain, and objected: "It really has nothing to do with us."
"That's good." The Marquis breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Old General Zhao: "Master-in-law, should we go back to accompany the emperor? He must be feeling uncomfortable too."
General Zhao turned back and glanced at the high wall of the deep palace: "Forget it, no matter whether he is sincere or not, there are too many people around him now, and the regulations are complicated, so he'd better come back tomorrow morning..."
Although Xiao Mubai didn't have a good impression of his imperial concubine, he still had to go and take a look according to etiquette, which meant saying goodbye to the Marquis and Old General Zhao.
"Go ahead and take us to comfort the emperor. There are so many people today and we will go see him tomorrow morning." The Marquis waved to him.
Xiao Mubai said 'yes' and turned around and walked towards Ci'an Palace.
There were bursts of crying in Ci'an Palace. Those snobbish palace maids and eunuchs had been ridiculing Princess Yirou a lot in the past few days, but now they were crying so hard that their hearts were broken.
Yirou's body was put down and placed on the bed.
When the emperor came from the imperial study room, he touched the marks on her neck, and the skin was still warm.
With the sound of the queen, concubines, and emperor's heirs arriving, the emperor stopped them outside the palace gate.
Eunuch Li bowed to the nobles and conveyed the emperor's words exactly as they were: "Yi Rou has been staying in the palace for the past few days, and no one has come to visit me. Now I want you to go back if you are pretending to be attending a funeral. "
After hearing this, all the nobles looked at each other in confusion. They have become anxious when mentioning Yirou these days. Who dares to come to visit? Who dares to speak for Yirou after all these charges have been detained.
The concubines in the harem and the emperor's heirs were secretly discussing and had a lot of grievances, but they didn't dare to show it on their faces. Even at the moment, they didn't know whether they should stay or go.
Concubine Li walked up to her like Tingting and greeted Eunuch Li's words with all her face. She raised her eyebrows, waved her skirt and turned around to leave.
When the concubines and the emperor's heirs saw someone taking the lead, they dispersed in twos and threes.
Seeing this, Eunuch Li shook his head and returned to the palace.
Xiao Zimu finally picked up Concubine Lian and took Concubine Qi with him to leave. On the way, he happened to meet Xiao Mubai who had just arrived.
"Second brother, there's no need to go." Xiao Zimu stopped Xiao Mubai and told him.
Xiao Mubai frowned and thought for a while, then said to Concubine Qi: "Please ask Concubine Mother and Concubine Lian to return to the palace first."
Concubine Lian glanced at Xiao Zimu and when he nodded, she turned around and followed Concubine Qi.
"Father is very angry. Are you going back now?" Xiao Zimu originally wanted to go slowly. After all, he had something to do with today's situation. But looking at Xiao Mubai's posture, he probably wanted to pull him away. He stayed at the gate of Ci'an Palace together.
Xiao Mubai nodded, turned around and motioned for him to follow: "I don't care, you have to guard this door no matter what."
Xiao Zimu raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't speak, his gentle and jade-like face was full of doubts.
Xiao Mubai sighed: "Although reputation is a vain thing, if you are a king, you must have it."
(End of chapter)