The scissors were inserted in the heart, and there was so much blood that a discerning person could see that Mingyu was no longer alive.
Wei Yingluo also knew, but she refused to believe it.
Everyone is the same. They don't want to believe that their relatives and loved ones just leave them behind and let go. They have to torture the doctor, torture themselves, and torture themselves to the end, crying out.
"Sauron guard, what are you doing?"
"Quick, stop him!"
"Don't let him disturb the empress!"
The eunuchs hugged their hands and hugged their legs, and Hai Lancha's eyes were red, his face was hideous, and even his temples were bursting with blue veins. No one dared to let such a person get close to Concubine Ling.
"Sauron's guards, the master ordered no one to see you!" Xiao Quanzi hugged his leg and said, "You are embarrassing the servants!"
"Get out of the way!" Hai Lancha's head was burned by the bad news, and he kicked the person away and rushed to the door of the palace, "Concubine Ling, come out! I have something to ask you!"
The door was closed and no one answered, just when Hai Lancha was about to break in, Shen Bi led someone in from the outside, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his face sank immediately: "Concubine Ling is too sad and doesn't want to see her. Man, if you have something to say, you can tell me."
"I'll just ask her..." Hailancha stared at the closed door, "Why did Mingyu die?"
Shen Bi sighed: "When we got to Mingyu's room, she committed suicide without leaving anything behind."
It is better not to explain such an explanation, Hai Lancha broke away from the crowd, threw himself at the door, and slammed the door: "Concubine Ling, Mingyu is your best friend and closest confidant, you will only say a word about her death. Didn't you explain anything? Come out!"
His movement was so loud that he finally alarmed Hongli.
Hongli gave an order, and the guards rushed into the Yanxi Palace and tied Hai Lancha back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
"Hai Lancha, you are so presumptuous!" Hongli glared at the other party, "Who allowed you to make a scene in Yanxi Palace and disturb your concubine?"
Hailancha knelt on the ground with his head lowered, stubbornly not giving any explanation.
If it were a normal day, I would have to blame him, but today I was thinking about the loss of his lover, so Hongli didn't care about him, and turned his eyes to Ye Tianshi, who was kneeling on the other side.
Shen Bi's face couldn't help but emerge in her mind, and the words she said to herself this morning - "Your Majesty, about Mingyu, the concubine has something to report..."
"Ye Tianshi." Hongli said coldly, "You say."
Ye Tianshi had been kneeling for a while, sighed, and said truthfully: "The girl once came to see the minister, and the minister broke the silver needle and entered the heart and lungs, and there is no medicine to cure. Miss Mingyu asked the minister not to say it, but unexpectedly, she Looking for a short meeting-"
Halfway through hearing this, Hai Lancha was already furious, grabbed the other party's collar and said, "If she doesn't let you say it, why don't you say anything?"
There was another turmoil, Hongli yelled loudly, Li Yu stepped forward to stop it, and finally pulled Hailancha away, he took a few deep breaths, and suddenly choked up: "It's my fault, it's all my fault, she didn't say it, and I didn't ask. …”
The man was bleeding but not crying, but before he was sad, after sending Hailancha away, Ye Tianshi asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, where is your concubine..."
"You don't have to tell her." Hong Li said.
Ye Tianshi was a little nervous. He originally thought that it was only natural for him to keep the patient's secret. Now that he saw Hailancha's miserable appearance, he felt a little regretful. He even felt that if he could tell Hailancha and Wei Yingluo about this earlier, Maybe Mingyu will have another ending.
Therefore, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, it is a big mistake for the minister to not report the knowledge. Now he is still concealing the concubine Ling, I am afraid that..."
"There's no need to do this." Hongli looked in the direction of Yanxi Palace with a complicated expression, "She didn't understand it before, but now she should figure it out."
However, there are some things in the world, even if you can understand it, you can't accept it for a while.
Jingle, Jingle, Jingle…
In the Baoyue Building, singing and dancing.
The skirt spun in the air, the bells jingled, and Shen Bi danced happily, bending her waist to the top, smiling like bewitched and innocent.
"Niangniang." Yizhu came to her side and said cautiously, "I just got the news... Concubine Ling is missing."
As soon as the dance stopped, Shen Bi turned her head: "Where did she go?"
"I don't know." Yizhu shook her head, "Just now the emperor sent someone to look for her, but she was not in the palace. Now the Yanxi Palace is going crazy."
Shen Bi snorted: "I see... bring my shoes."
The sound of the foot bell was like playing an alien minor tune, and the tune spread from Baoyuelou all the way to the palace gate. Shen Bi waited for a long time, and finally waited for the person she was looking for, and shouted with a smile: "Lord Fucha!"
Fu Heng entered the palace to do business, and now that the business was done, he was about to leave the palace. Seeing her again, he couldn't help frowning.
Shen Bi came up to greet her, her voice a little anxious: "Yingluo is missing!"
After that, she hurriedly told him about the tragedy that happened in Yanxi Palace, and then sighed: "She blames herself very much for Mingyu's death. I'm really afraid that something will happen to her."
Fu Heng was silent for a moment, but still said with a sense of distance: "Concubine Rong, I'm just a foreign minister, and I can't interfere in palace affairs, sorry."
After saluting, he walked forward, and when he saw that he was about to leave the palace gate, he suddenly turned to look.
There was nothing behind him, and Shen Bi had already left.
Fu Heng hesitated for a moment, then suddenly gritted his teeth, turned and walked towards the harem.
The Changchun Palace without the hostess is always lonely and lonely. As time goes by, no one will visit except the birds.
Today, it is surprising that there is a sound of sweeping the floor in the empty palace, one after another.
"You are indeed here."
The broom stopped for a while, then began to sweep again.
Fu Heng walked in from outside the door and said to the person opposite: "You are no longer the little maid of Changchun Palace, you are the concubine Ling, what will they think if they know that you are cleaning here?"
After all, he grabbed the broom in her hand and threw it away.
Wei Yingluo gave him a dull look, not arguing or angry, and suddenly knelt down on the ground, with a bucket beside her, with a rag on the edge of the bucket, she swiftly wet the rag and wring it out, and then began to wipe the floor, just like she was still in Changchun. A little maid of the palace.
Fu Heng said sternly, "Wei Yingluo! The first queen is gone, Mingyu is gone, you are the only one who was with you in the past, but so what? You are Wei Yingluo, without them, you can stand up by yourself. !"
Wei Yingluo couldn't get up, she was still kneeling on the ground, wiping the floor non-stop.
"Enough is enough!" Fu Heng knelt down in front of her on one knee, put his hands on her shoulders, and tried to wake her up, "It's not your fault, even if she didn't commit suicide, she wouldn't live long, didn't the imperial doctor already said that Is it? The needle penetrates the heart, and there is no cure!"
"No... it's my fault." Wei Yingluo closed her eyes and said with tears, "Because of my selfishness..."
Fu Heng: "What selfishness?"
"The Empress once said that she would marry me in the future, but unfortunately she didn't see it." Wei Yingluo's eyes were hazy with tears, "I want Mingyu to get married, put on that bright red wedding dress, and achieve what I will never be able to do. Dream… "
Fu Heng looked at her blankly.
He keeps asking her not to stay in the past, but can he do it himself
If he could do it, he would not keep the letters sent by old friends, the old robe woven by the nurse, the old books sent by classmates, and the old sachet that Yingluo gave him.
Fu Heng is precisely the most nostalgic person in the world.
"Now you understand?" She raised her tearful eyes to look at him, and murmured, "It's my fault, I shouldn't impose a dream that I can't achieve on Mingyu."
This is not only your dream, but also mine... Fu Heng looked at her madly, almost thinking that he was just having a nightmare, he didn't marry Er Qing, and she didn't marry Hong Li, they were still young, One is the maid of Changchun Palace, the other is her young master...
Too bad it wasn't a dream.
Wei Yingluo cried for a long time, and finally calmed down. She glanced at the hand still on her shoulder, and pushed him away without leaving a trace: "Sorry, Lord Fucha, I lost my way."
Fu Heng: "Yingluo..."
Wei Yingluo stood up, and although she was still wearing the clothes of a palace maid, her demeanor had returned to that of a palace concubine: "Lord Fucha, it's against the rules for you to call me that."
Fu Heng endured his grief: "Concubine Ling, please take care of yourself."
Wei Yingluo walked out without turning her head. Halfway through, she suddenly stopped: "...Lord Fucha, who told you I was here?"
Fu Heng: "I met Concubine Rong on the way. She said you were missing. I guess you are here."
Concubine Rong? Wei Yingluo was stunned, and then thoughtfully: "Concubine Rong, Concubine Rong... Wait, is it possible..."