Li Yu carefully looked at Hongli's expression.
Knowing that Wei Yingluo was missing, Hongli was restless, and the people from Baoyuelou Palace heard news that when Wei Yingluo entered the Changchun Palace, Hongli rushed over without stopping.
I didn't know I would see that scene...
The palace concubine and the foreign ministers had a private meeting in the harem. Hongli did not go out on the spot, which was a great grace, otherwise neither of them would have survived today.
A little eunuch suddenly came in from outside and reported: "Your Majesty, Concubine Rong is asking for an interview outside the hall."
Hongli raised his eyelids, and the anger that was almost beyond his words sneaked into his eyes in an instant, and he calmly said, "Let her in."
Shen Bi walked in with joy, and presented an embroidered screen in front of him like a treasure.
Hongli looked down and said, "What is this?"
Shen Bi: "I learned embroidery from Yingluo, and I asked the master of the embroidery workshop for guidance, and then I embroidered this interstitial screen. Take a look at the emperor, do you like it?"
Hongli saw the way at a glance: "Dragonfly with lentils."
Shen Bi: "I've been thinking about it for a long time. I don't know what to embroider for the emperor. Yingluo has a veil like this one. I found it interesting, so I learned to draw a gourd."
Hearing this name again and again, Hongli's face gradually changed, and he said impatiently, "Really?"
Shen Bi didn't seem to notice: "I like this pattern very much, and I begged Yingluo for a long time, but she just wouldn't give it to me! Ah, yes!"
She suddenly clapped her hands and smiled innocently: "Lord Fucha also has something similar."
Hongli's eyelids jumped: "... When did you see him?"
"The emperor doesn't know? On the way to the capital, I almost fell into a cliff, thanks to Lord Fucha for saving my life." Shen Bi tilted her head, as if recalling the past, "I saw him wearing a sachet around his waist at that time. , the same pattern is embroidered on it... Hee hee, I can't think of Mr. Fucha, a man, who likes the same things as women..."
"Okay!" Hongli couldn't hold back his anger any longer, so he snorted, "Shen Bi, I still have official business, you go back first."
If a person becomes suspicious, everything that he had forgotten, just like the mountains after the fog has cleared, becomes clear little by little.
Wei Yingluo returned to Mingyu's room. The palace servants had cleaned the bloodstains in it, and had to clean up the things Mingyu had used, so as not to let the nobles get bad luck, but Wei Yingluo stopped her.
The comb that Mingyu used, the rouge she used to, and the hairpin she always loved were all lying quietly on the dressing table. Wei Yingluo put her hand on the table, brushed it inch by inch, and finally stared at the set of unfamiliar gold utensils. , said coldly, "Where did this come from?"
Xiaoquanzi stepped forward and said, "If you return to the master, the day before Miss Mingyu left the palace, the maid beside Rong came to look for Miss Mingyu. At that time, the servants saw that she was holding a carved box in her hand."
Yingluo: "Is it this one?"
Xiao Quanzi: "Yes."
Yingluo picked up the gold tweezers and played with it.
"... Master?" Xiao Quanzi looked at her carefully.
The golden tweezers had been deeply embedded in Wei Yingluo's palm, she held the golden tweezers tightly, as if pinching the enemy's neck, and said coldly, "Where is Concubine Rong now?"
After Shen Bi came out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he went back to the Baoyue Tower.
The building outside the building, the mountain outside the mountain, was covered by heavy rain.
Shen Bi danced to the sound of raindrops, she danced and sang, vaguely a nursery rhyme.
She danced beautifully, but Yizhu looked at her with fear.
Because she was clearly dancing a pas de deux.
It was as if there was an invisible person in front of him who put his hand in Shen Bi's palm, she entered "it" and retreated, she retreated "it" and entered, and she rotated "it" and followed.
Shen Bi laughed very blurry, as if immersed in a beautiful dream that only she could see, until she glanced at the bronze mirror and saw herself dancing alone in a flag costume in the mirror. Her singing stopped abruptly. As if a person woke up from a dream, his eyes were blank for a long time, and suddenly he rushed towards the mirror and kept beating the mirror.
"Lord... lord..." Yizhu shouted tremblingly.
Shen Bi didn't seem to hear her, but still beat the mirror, as if there was a life-and-death enemy hidden in the mirror.
"Master." A palace maid's voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Your concubine is here to visit."
Shen Bi roared fiercely: "Shut up!"
There was no sound outside.
Shen Bi turned her head very slowly and chuckled: "Dear Yingluo, wait a minute, I'll be right here."
She laughed and walked out the door. When she passed the bead, the bead reflexively took a few steps back and looked at her back like a demon.
As soon as he went out, Shen Bi's face showed the innocence of the past, and smiled without any scheming: "Yingluo, I was going to find you."
Wei Yingluo slowly turned her head and looked at Shen Bi with a scrutiny: "Looking for me?"
Shen Bi nodded and walked quickly to her: "I've thought about it for a long time since I came back. I'm responsible for Mingyu's death."
Wei Yingluo: "Oh, what's your responsibility?"
Shen Bi: "Mingyu told me about her illness before, but she begged me to keep it a secret. I was afraid that you would be sad, so I kept dragging it off and didn't dare to talk about it. Unexpectedly, she couldn't think of it, and was looking for a shortcoming!"
Wei Yingluo suddenly laughed.
Shen Bi: "Yingluo, what's wrong with you?"
There was a table between them, Wei Yingluo stretched out her hand and pushed a box in front of her: "Is this what you gave her?"
The box has been opened, and the gold utensils inside are all available. Even the golden scissors that had been inserted into Mingyu's heart have been washed and put in.
Shen Bi's eyes swept over the golden scissors and sighed, "I saw that Mingyu's utensils are all old, so I gave a set of gold utensils, but I didn't expect..."
"If it wasn't for me asking today, you wouldn't have told me at all." Wei Yingluo sneered, "This thing... was actually given by you."
"...I can't tell!" Shen Bi suddenly looked up at her, "I managed to win your trust, if I tell you, you will alienate me! But Yingluo, Mingyu did something stupid, and I also concealed it from you. , but our original intention is to protect you!"
Wei Yingluo stood up abruptly: "Tell me, what is your intention to approach me on purpose!"
Shen Bi: "I want to be best friends with you."
Wei Yingluo: "Best friend hides everything?"
Shen Bi: "I didn't!"
Wei Yingluo suddenly pulled out the golden scissors from the box, pierced the table with force, and said sharply, "Then why did you force Mingyu to death!"
Everyone in the room was taken aback by her actions. The timid palace maid had already screamed, but Shen Bi looked as usual, and even put her hand on her hand holding the scissors and smiled at her. : "Yingluo, Mingyu has no cure, but you have to live well, long pain is worse than short pain, even if you keep her, how long can you stay. One day, two days, one month?"
What long pain is worse than short pain? Wei Yingluo was annoyed by her words, and said fiercely, "How about Mingyu, how about me, I don't need you to meddle in your business!"
"You can accept her, but the Sauron family can't." Shen Bi said softly, "they will blame her, knowing that they will die soon, they will marry into their Sauron family and harm their only son. Then they will be together. I hate you because it was your idea... Yingluo, I don't want you to be blamed, especially by your favorite Mingyu, I'm helping you, how can you blame me?"
Wei Yingluo looked at her with the eyes of a lunatic: "You are crazy..."
Shen Bi tilted her head and smiled at her, her smile was indescribably weird.
There was another burst of exclamation, and in the eyes of everyone who was either frightened or frightened, Shen Bi suddenly pulled out the golden scissors on the table.
Wei Yingluo was taken aback, and just took a step back when she saw Shen Bi reaching out and handing over the golden scissors.
The scissor handle was handed to Wei Yingluo, and the scissor tip was pointed at herself.
"Yingluo." Shen Bi's voice was bewitching, "Mingyu lived a very painful life, and death was actually a relief to her. You are a human being, not a god, and you cannot bear everyone's joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys. Go Mingyu...you will be free!"