"Pass it on!"
Yu Chiming made preparations early in the morning, protected Concubine Rong with one hand, pointed at the tip of Murong Qianjue's nose with the other, and said indignantly, "I'll see how you can still laugh when witnesses are passed on!"
After finishing speaking, Yu Chiming gave a glance to Dongmei, the palace maid next to Concubine Rong.
Dongmei hurried out of the palace, as if she wanted to summon witnesses.
The whole room was eerily silent, even the sound of breathing could be heard.
Yu Chiming looked at Yu Chizhen leisurely, as if saying that he would not cry if he could not see the coffin! Later, I'd like to see how you can break out of this trap carefully set up by me and my concubine mother!
Fuguo government office.
Rong Yin sat under the wheelchair and enjoyed the shade under the flower stand. While admiring the scenery, he counted the fallen leaves. When the last sycamore leaf on the wisteria trellis was blown off by the north wind, he looked back and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You're back?" Rong Yin said softly.
Yi Nanfang jumped down from the sycamore tree and looked at Rong Yin angrily, "It's so boring! I can't hide anything from you! What you told me has been done!"
"Just finish it." Rong Yin opened his eyes and smiled lightly.
Yi Nanfang twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, "Master, you said that we are so secretive about Concubine Yinrong and her son, if your father finds out, will he tear your skin apart?"
"If my father knew how my mother died, he would have ripped apart many people's skins." Rong Yin responded indifferently.
"Master! I have another question..." Yi Nanfang paused, then continued.
Rong Yin looked at him calmly.
Yi Nan said conveniently, "Concubine Rong is in the deep palace, why do you always know about her news at the first time? I know you have arranged someone in her palace, but this time... I'm afraid it won't be spread by ordinary people Bar?"
Rong Yinfu narrowed his eyes again, and said with a light smile, "Guess?"
"Could it be?" Yi Nanfang was extremely shocked, "It's... Dongmei?! No! No! No! How is this possible?! Dongmei is Concubine Rong's dowry maid, anyone can betray Concubine Rong, it's impossible for Dongmei! "
"Why is it impossible?" Rong Yin's expression was extremely calm.
"So? It's really her?" Yi Nanfang was obviously frightened.
Rong Yin rubbed the center of his brows, a little tired, and said with a smile, "Isn't it possible?"
"I'll go!" Yi Nanfang opened his mouth in surprise, "If it's really Dongmei, Concubine Rong will be pinched to death in your hands, and she won't be able to find out who the mole is! Young master, you are too cruel Yes, you are amazing..."
Yi Nanfang clicked his tongue.
Rong Yin didn't bother to talk to him, since the task has been completed, it's time to take a rest.
The side hall of Chengqian Hall is the sleeping palace.
Within half an hour, Dongmei knelt down in front of Emperor Ning with a pale complexion.
"Where are people?!" Emperor Ning frowned.
Yu Chiming and Concubine Rong also looked at her in shock.
"Take...suicide by taking poison." Dongmei tremblingly said, "The fellow of Steward Li, I don't know why...suddenly took poison and committed suicide!"
"hiss--"
Murong Qianjue took a deep breath on purpose, then rubbed his chin, looked at Yu Chiming leisurely, and then asked back, "Did he commit suicide by taking poison? Or has there never been any witness?! This so-called former, Could it be concubine Rong and His Highness the Ninth Highness who made it up together? I will speculate again, their purpose... is just to escape the crime of poisoning!"
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