After summoning the maids and eunuchs who served in Changchun Palace to one place, Yuan Chunwang instructed: "From today onwards, there is no need to bring meals to Concubine Ling!"
His eyes wandered around the crowd, and finally he raised his hand and pointed: "Everything in the Yanxi Palace will be handed over to you!"
"Yes!" Xiao Quanzi lowered his brows in a pleasing response.
After swiping away the others, Yuan Chunwang left him alone to speak.
Yuan Chunwang said lightly: "You used to be right with me everywhere, do you know why you gave you a chance?"
Xiao Quanzi knelt in front of him, lowered her eyebrows and said, "The servant betrayed Concubine Ling. If she lives well, she will never be as good as a servant in the future."
Yuan Chunwang patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "I don't want to hear half a sentence of gossip."
In his eyes, in the eyes of everyone, Xiao Quanzi once again betrayed the old master.
This person has always been like this, constantly betraying the old master and constantly relying on the new master, but because of this, Yuan Chunwang dared to use him, at least until a better master appeared, he was the best dog to use.
Although he used him, he didn't fully trust him. Yuan Chunwang occasionally came to peek at his work. For example, today, he secretly hid at the door. Inside the door, Xiao Quanzi slammed and put down a bowl of clear porridge.
Wei Yingluo said in surprise, "It's you?"
Xiao Quanzi was indifferent: "It's time to eat."
Looking down at the porridge, Wei Yingluo said coldly, "This is my meal? Is this clear porridge, or water?"
Xiao Quanzi raised his hand and poked his ears, and said impatiently, "Now, besides me, who else wants to come to this ghost place! Don't give face, if you don't drink porridge, then go hungry!"
Outside the door, Yuan Chunwang took the scene into his eyes, smiled coldly, and left with confidence.
In Yanxi Palace, he covered the sky with one hand, and outsiders did not know what was going on in the palace, only that Wei Yingluo was just thinking behind closed doors.
Fu Heng thought so too.
After going to court, he was about to leave the palace when a young eunuch suddenly came over: "Lord Fucha! Lord Sauron is accompanied by wine all day, please try to persuade him!"
Fu Heng didn't know who sent him, but he knew that what he said was most likely true. Although Hailancha seems to be informal on weekdays, and even a little bit of a big deal, he is a person with deep affection. Mingyu lives in his heart and will be in his heart for a lifetime.
Now that Mingyu died, it was equivalent to digging a piece of meat out of his heart for life. He didn't die with a piece, or because there was a widowed mother at home.
But people are unpredictable. No one expected Mingyu to commit suicide that day. Can they be sure today that Hailancha would not do the same stupid thing
As soon as he thought of this, Fu Heng felt a little anxious in his heart, and he didn't need the other party to lead the way.
"Hai Lancha" was wearing an obviously ill-fitting guard uniform, like a child stealing an adult's clothes, with short hands and feet. Hearing Fu Heng's voice, "he" turned around, raised his hand and took off the clothes on his head. Hat, like waterfall black hair slumped over his shoulders.
Where is Hai Lancha, it is clearly... Shen Bi.
Fu Heng was stunned, turned around and left.
Shen Bi: "Lord Fucha, please stay."
But Fu Heng refused to stay, or dared not stay: "Concubine Rong, you openly set up a trap to invite foreign officials to come here, aren't you afraid of being found out and ruined?"
Shen Bi smiled and stopped him with just one sentence. She said softly, "If you want to sit back and watch your concubine's misfortune, just go."
The door was closed again, and the bead, pretending to be a little eunuch, stood guard at the door.
"Tell me." Fu Heng said with a hint of vigilance, "What's the matter?"
However, Shen Bi took out a pair of handkerchiefs and played with them slowly. On the handkerchief, there were a pair of dragonflies cuddling each other. She said softly, "Your sachet and Yingluo's handkerchief turned out to be a pair."
Fu Heng frowned.
"Lord Fucha." Shen Bi looked at him curiously, "Yingluo belongs to you, and you are not sad at all to see her being taken away by others and now abandoned again?"
Fu Heng was even more vigilant in his heart. He knew that the harem was swaying and fighting in the courtroom. He immediately walked away and said: "Wei Chen, I don't know what you are talking about, farewell!"
Shen Bi shouted from behind him, "The current Wei Yingluo is just holding her breath!"
Fu Heng took a step.
"She has offended too many people." Shen Bihao said calmly, "When it comes to downfall, she will have her own people who will settle accounts. How long can you keep up with the daily supply of clean water if you isolate the news?"
Fu Heng couldn't hide his anger: "This is all thanks to you!"
Shen Bi: "No, it's because of you!"
Fu Heng was stunned, because of him
"You and Yingluo originally had a marriage alliance, but in the end, Lao Yan separated, who betrayed who first?" Shen Bi questioned him.
Fu Heng was speechless.
"If she hadn't been rejected by others, at her current age, she should have been the mother of several children, right?" Shen Bi looked at him seriously, "Being a husband and a son, raising a case and raising eyebrows, this is the life she should have. Now... but there's nothing left, who do you think it's because of?"
Fu Heng clenched his fingers into a fist, and his fingers made a crackling sound.
"Look." Shen Bi glanced at his hand and giggled, "You are obviously very angry, but you still dare not punch me because of etiquette and respect."
She slowly moved her gaze to his face, the kind of contempt and pity in her eyes, no one could stand it.
"Just like you, because of etiquette and honor, you can only watch him take away the woman you love, but you don't cherish it." Shen Bi said softly, "In the end, you have to pay homage to him, bow your head, and be rich. Lord Cha, you are so pathetic."
"Enough!" Fu Heng couldn't take it any longer, and said bluntly, "Wei Chen has something to do, let's go first!"
"Are you running away again?" Shen Bi said coldly behind him.
a whistle.
A fist slammed towards her, causing a whistling sound. Shen Bi did not dodge or avoid it. Seeing that the fist was about to hit her in the face, it shifted its trajectory at the end and hit the wall beside her heavily. , the blood immediately bloomed like a flower, Fu Heng bit his lower lip, his body trembling slightly with anger.
Looking at Fu Heng, who was almost out of control, Shen Bi's lips slowly lifted upwards, revealing an intimidating smile.
"That's right." She whispered softly, "The emperor told you to endure it again and again, but what did he do? Murder his siblings, take away his wife... Is such a person worthy of being your master? Fu Heng, listen to me. A word of advice, for you and Yingluo, wake up!"
wake up...
"water… "
In Yanxi Palace, Wei Yingluo lay weakly on the bed, struggling for a long time, but still could not open her eyes, half asleep and half awake, a word came out from her chapped lips: "Water..."
Xiao Quanzi walked in and handed a tea cup to Yuan Chunwang who was sitting in the room instead of her.
Yuan Chunwang took a sip of tea and smiled lightly: "A glass of water every day, isn't it used up? "
Wei Yingluo was already ill, not only did she not get treatment, but she was deducted from her meals, a bowl of porridge and a glass of water. Often before night, she was so hungry that her eyes became dizzy and she could only lie on the bed to sleep. Consumption, secondly... When you fall asleep, you don't feel hungry anymore.
"...The emperor only ordered me to be placed under house arrest. If I die, can you escape?" Wei Yingluo finally opened her eyes, her eyes were blurred, and every word she said was like gossamer.
"If you want to eat or drink water, it's very simple, just one sentence." Yuan Chunwang hinted, "You know what I want to hear, why don't you say it?"
"Please?" Wei Yingluo sneered, "I'd rather starve to death."
Her scalp suddenly hurt, and amid Wei Yingluo's screams, Yuan Chunwang grabbed her by the hair and dragged her all the way from the bed to the bronze mirror.
"Look at you now." Yuan Chunwang pressed her face against the bronze mirror and said with a smile, "Is she still that glorious concubine?"
She was dishevelled and skinny. She was not so much a favorite concubine, but rather a waste concubine in the cold palace. Her flesh and bones were wasted into ashes, and only one pair of eyes were still glowing, like flames in the ashes.
Yuan Chunwang: "Please."
Wei Yingluo: "No."
"...call me brother." Yuan Chunwang seemed to take a step back.
Wei Yingluo replied the same: "No."
"...My patience is limited." Yuan Chunwang suddenly laughed, gorgeous and beautiful, but with a cruel smile, "Give you one last chance, tell me, do you regret leaving me?"
Wei Yingluo looked at him in the mirror, his eyes were very complicated, with feelings and resentments mixed together, like a storm swept across the sea.
He really only needs a word, even if it's a lie, even if it's just to deceive him... But after waiting for such a long time, it was she who said softly: "I don't regret it."
"Ah... Is that so?" Yuan Chunwang's heart was suddenly empty, and after a long time, he picked Wei Yingluo up and placed it on the bed, like doing his brother's duty for the last time, then grabbed her hand and let go On her own face, forcing her to stroke her chin, lips, nose, eyes inch by inch...
"Remember this face." He instructed, "Remember it firmly, and come back to me to settle accounts in the next life."
Then, he finally let go.
Leaving behind Wei Yingluo, who was coughing constantly, Yuan Chunwang left the room without looking back, and said to Xiaoquanzi, "From today onwards, that bowl of clear porridge will be saved."
Xiao Quanzi sucked in a breath of air: "That's not good, in case someone is killed—"
Yuan Chunwang smiled: "Concubine Ling has a strong temperament. After this blow, she fell into a slump and became depressed. Do you understand?"
Xiao Quanzi fought a cold war and buried his head deeply: "Hey!"
Since I can't be a brother and sister in this life, then give her a ride and see you in the next life. Yuan Chunwang thought this way, and did the same thing. It is not difficult to say this. In the harem, it is too simple to want a disfavored concubine to "die of illness".
The only thing to worry about is that this matter can be concealed from Hongli, but it cannot be concealed from the future.
After thinking for a while, Yuan Chunwang returned to the Chengqian Palace, and without saying a word, knelt in front of the successor: "Please forgive the empress."
A green parrot on the shelf was pecking at the grains in Ji's hand, and then turned his back to him and said, "Bengong didn't say anything, so you know what's wrong?"
Yuan Chunwang's heart skipped a beat, he knew that what he had done could not be hidden from the future, but he didn't expect her to know so quickly. It can be seen that she is not completely at ease with him, and must have sent someone to monitor him.
Thoughts turned in his mind, but his face was filled with fear and sincerity: "The servant took the initiative to deal with the concubine, not for himself, but to share the worries of the empress."
This was what he said while trying to figure out what his successor was thinking, and after listening to it, he smiled softly: "You bought the imperial doctor, made fake medical records, and let the concubine pass away. , the handle will definitely fall."
Yuan Chunwang was stunned: "What does the empress mean—"
"Concubine Ling is going to die, but she can't die in the hands of this palace. I will prepare two things immediately, one will be sent to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and the other..." After a pause, she turned back to him with a mysterious smile, "I'll still give it to you. Go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."