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She knew who this person was.
He is always like this.
A smile slipped out of the corners of his mouth.
Taking advantage of the anger in Shangguan Jinghong's eyes and the moment he moved towards her, she pointed the gun at Shen Qingling.
Shen Qingling's sudden fear was clearly reflected in her eyes. Her pupils shrank rapidly and she said in a trembling voice: "Hai Lan, no!"
"As scheduled? Sorry, you can't leave."
Shangguan Jinghong's face changed, she smiled, and amid all the panic, she pulled the trigger hard.
…
Later, people in the palace talked about this day and described it like this:
"At that time, King Rui was furious. He looked at Concubine Qiao and ordered the imperial guards to capture her. However, at that moment, the imperial guards hesitated and dared not move forward. It was not because they were afraid of the weapon in her hand, but the smile in her eyes."
She laughed as if she was crying.
Although it is still glorious, it has already experienced vicissitudes of life.
It is a kind of sadness that comes from a long journey, passing through countless scripture pavilions and listening to scriptures, but knowing that you can never reach the temple in your heart.
Always walking.
Prince Rui walked up to Concubine Lin who was lying on the ground and picked her up...
*
Outside the window, unknown summer insects were chirping all around. Qiaochu whispered, "Uncle Tie, go to sleep. I'm sorry to bother you these days."
The loyal old servant shook his head, but there was no trace of sadness in his eyes. "Master, I will definitely come. I will wait until you rest before I leave."
Qiaochu smiled but didn't answer. She didn't know the answer to the question, so she couldn't answer it.
Qin Ge's gun might be the only way he gave her to force Shangguan Jinghong to stay in the palace and prevent him from leaving.
After the banquet, she did not return to Prince Rui's Mansion, but stayed in the palace and would stay in Changfei Palace tonight.
Shangguan Jinghong finally left Laotie behind, and there were imperial guards outside the palace. The emperor would not kill her at this time, and the world would gossip about it.
This is Concubine Chang's room.
Lao Tie watched quietly. She was not sleepy. She walked to the cabinet, wiped off the spider silk on it, opened the drawer, and found some children's clothes. Although they were yellow and old, it was still obvious that they were made of valuable materials, but the craftsmanship was not good. It must have been made by Concubine Chang.
She looked through them one by one, then folded them carefully and put them back.
When she turned to one of the clothes, she saw that the little cotton jacket had some holes eaten by insects like other clothes. However, the exposed cotton wool was faintly shining like silk paper. She was startled, thinking that there was something hidden in the clothes.
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Qiaochu was about to call Laotie over to take a look, but Laotie suddenly looked nervous and said, "There seems to be some movement outside, Master Qiao, please don't come out. I will go out to take a look."
Qiaochu was startled, but saw Laotie quickly opened the curtain and walked out.
Her heart was pounding. According to the situation, nothing should happen. She thought for a moment, took the clothes and walked under the light, took off the hairpin on her head, and scratched the clothes hard.
Suddenly cotton wool flew in the air.
There is something deep inside the cotton wool!
It was a neatly folded piece of oil paper.
This oil paper is fire-resistant and water-resistant.
It was pitch black outside the window screen, the flickering candlelight and the shrill chirping of insects made the house very quiet. Holding the paper in his hand, Qiaochu became more and more nervous and could not help but look around the room. The bed on the side had closed curtains and there were a few dark red spots on the ground. It was as if a ghost would jump out as soon as the curtains were lifted.
Even though she was quite brave, Qiaochu's heart still beat fast. She took a deep breath and slowly opened the paper.
…
She read it very quickly. Although she knew there must be clues, she was still shocked when she saw it...
how so
It's all wrong.
This is the secret of Concubine Chang. If you can't tell it, you will be like her.
Who would believe it if I just said it
Even if the whole world believes it, it is meaningless if that person doesn't.
She turned her head to look at the bed curtains. Concubine Chang died there, along with Shangguan Jinghong's unborn sister. Shangguan Jinghong lived a lonely life for half his life.
This secret cannot be locked up in the palace—
There were sudden footsteps outside the door, knocking on it in the middle of the night.
"Uncle Tie."
There was no response from the visitor.
Her heart was startled, and she quickly rolled up the paper in her hand and clasped it between her five fingers. Almost at the same time, the door curtain was lifted up by a slender hand...
Xia Palace.
Manager Xia was startled when he heard a heavy cough from Shangguan Jingcong's room. He and several servants hurriedly pushed the door open. When the candlelight lit up, he was startled again. No wonder he was so uneasy tonight.
Shangguan Jingcong had been seriously poisoned before. Although Shangguan Jinghong tried to save him, his condition was still serious and he did not sleep with Yinping. He just stayed outside the room, fearing that something might happen at night.
Shangguan Jingcong was wearing a single piece of clothing that was stained with blood. He hurriedly helped Shangguan Jingcong up and anxiously ordered, "Go and boil the medicine quickly. Follow the prescription prescribed by the Eighth Master."
Shangguan Jingcong wiped the blood foam from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes showed a trace of desolation, "No need, Uncle Xia, help me prepare the horse immediately, I want to go to the palace!"
"Enter the palace?"
Manager Xia and several servants were all shocked. They didn't understand what was wrong with this young master. He was obviously very sick, yet he still had to go through so much trouble.
"Forgive me for offending you. I will punish you in any way I can in the future!"
Manager Xia smiled bitterly, winked, and together with several servants, held Shangguan Jingcong down.
"Let me go! I want to go to the palace. I had a dream. I dreamed that a little fox was calling me. I want to go find it. Let me go, let me go!"
Looking at Shangguan Jingcong's disheveled appearance, Manager Xia felt sad, "Master, isn't Yuanbao, the fox that Concubine Qiao raised, in our palace? It sneaked over from Prince Rui's palace before, and I taught you to raise it. Don't you remember that you fed it before you got sick—"
As Manager Xia was speaking, he felt a great force pressing against him. He and several servants fell out immediately. Shangguan Jingcong spat out a mouthful of blood foam from the corner of his mouth, obviously because he had used his internal force. He stumbled over the couch next to him, pulled his robe off, and ran out.
In a hurry, Manager Xia only glanced at Shangguan Jingcong's tearful eyes.
Prince Ning's Mansion.
"But you're possessed?"
Peilan sat up in a daze. Prince Ning beside her had also woken up. He asked her softly and gently held her in his arms.
Peilan shook her head and whispered, "I dreamed about what happened in the palace today. It was hard for me to see Qiaochu like that. My husband, you and Mr. Ba are good brothers. Will you blame me and Xiaoyao? I wonder how Xiaoyao is doing now."
"Of course not. Lao Ba has already sent people to check on Xiaoyao, so you can relax for now."
"Yeah. I never knew there were such mysterious things before. I don't really believe in past lives, let alone soul transfer. I wonder what kind of continent Qiaochu is on?"
"I'm curious too, but there's still a long way to go. I can ask Qiaochu later, or Qing'er."
"I won't ask Qing'er."
"Um."
"You said there's a long time to come, but will Mr. Ba really be with Qiaochu again? You are a man, and you are Mr. Ba's brother, you understand him best. Tell me, is that matter really that important to him?"
"Eighth brother loves Qiaochu so much. Qiaochu is his life. Everything he has besides the world cannot allow her to not love him even a little bit."
"What if Qiaochu really loves him?"
"It's hard for us outsiders to comment on that kind of situation. I actually hope that no matter whether Qiaochu loves him or not, he can take good care of Qiaochu. That way he will be truly happy. He will understand one day."
"You're right, there's a long way to go. With our help, everything will be fine."
"Well, there is always a long way to go. Silly Lan, go to sleep."
One hour ago, at Prince Rui’s Mansion.
After covering Shen Qingling with the quilt, Shangguan Jinghong closed his eyes deeply, but finally couldn't help but stand up from the edge of the bed.
He wants to enter the palace.
Apart from this thought, my mind was empty.
"Jinghong, don't go..."
Behind her, Shen Qingling's face was pale, her shoulders and hands were wrapped in thick gauze. Qiaochu's second shot hit her shoulder.
When Qiaochu pressed the trigger, the direction changed.
He saw clearly that the thing in her hand was originally pointing at Shen Qingling's heart. She stared at him, suddenly shook her head and smiled, and changed the direction.
While he was healing Shen Qingling, her charming smile filled his mind. Even when Shen Qingling said she didn't want anesthesia despite the pain, he didn't stop her and just let her do it.
He actually wanted to go find her. Did he not mean anything he said? Even when she hurt Shen Qingling, his eyes were slightly gloomy. He picked up Shen Qingling and put her back on the bed. He stayed even though something in his heart was biting him like a worm.
Shen Qingling smiled. She hadn't smiled for a long time. She would rather endure the pain and give up the anesthesia to stay awake, just because she didn't want him to find her.
"Master, although the wounded secret guard is seriously injured, his life is not in danger. How do we deal with Miss Dong Ning's matter?"
She was leaning in Shangguan Jinghong's arms and was about to speak when Jingping's voice suddenly came from outside the door.
"Where is Dong Ning now?"
"The spy said that he has not returned to the Qin Mansion, so he should still be with Fan Rusu."
"Give the order, I want a detailed profile of Fan Rusu, and have the spies find out as soon as possible. I will handle Dong Ning's matter myself later."
"Yes. Master..."
"Anything else?"
"My Lord has to go to the palace tonight. Can I go and prepare the horse now?"
Shangguan Jinghong smiled coldly and stared towards the door. "Jingping, you are so brave. It is not your turn to intervene in my affairs. Get lost!"
"I've already said that Jingping and Qiaochu--".
As Shen Qingling was speaking, she saw Shangguan Jinghong's eyes were extremely cold, and she suddenly didn't dare to say anything. She bit her lip, pulled his head down, and kissed him gently on the lips. Shangguan Jinghong didn't refuse, and even kissed her back roughly...
At dawn, Shen Qingling was awakened by a rapid knock on the door. At dawn, the servant came to report that there was news from the palace. Shangguan Jinghong went out, and she suddenly shuddered and followed him out.
In the hall, the servants had stood up and were standing on both sides. Fang Ming, Jing Ping, Jing Qing and others were all there, but their faces looked extremely pale.
The one who came over was Mo Cunfeng.
Shangguan Jinghong frowned and looked at Jingping coldly, "Did you release the person?"
As he spoke, two figures rushed in from the doorway. They were the four great beauties.
"yes."
Jing Ping replied with a smile. He was still respectful and polite, but his smile was full of sadness. "Master, there are some things they should know. Also, don't lock them up every time. Master Qiao would not like to see that."
Shangguan Jinghong's heart suddenly twisted, but he just asked Mo Cunfeng calmly, "What's the matter?"
Mo Cunfeng was his man, and he didn't have an imperial edict in his hand, so he didn't bother to be polite. Shen Qingling smiled, she loved Shangguan Jinghong's appearance, second only to one person, above ten thousand people, with a magnificent aura.
The eunuch Mo Cunfeng looked very embarrassed at this time. He glanced at Fang Ming and others, but the latter turned their heads away.
Shangguan Jinghong slowly looked around the crowd and his eyes fell on Mo Cunfeng, "Butler Mo, I don't like riddles!"
Mo Cunfeng gritted his teeth, and finally whispered, "Eighth Master, please accept my condolences. Concubine Qiao... Concubine Qiao died in the palace last night. Her body is now in the palace of Concubine Chang. Lao Tie is like a madman, chopping anyone he sees with a sword, and won't let anyone get close. Eighth Master, please go over and take a look."
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When Shangguan Jinghong led the people from the Rui Palace to the palace, the Changfei Palace was very lively.
This was the most lively event since Concubine Chang's death.
Even the imperial guards came in large numbers to stop the people who came after hearing the news. Of course, those who could come here were all royal relatives, and the court officials had long been blocked outside the palace - the emperor had already issued an order to suspend the court, but some people were still inside the palace.
"How come sister Qiao died suddenly? She was fine when I brought her in yesterday..."
In the crowd, Shangguan Jinghong's blurry vision saw a woman who was staring at the sky and shedding tears. Beside her were two other women, both with grief-stricken faces, holding scarves to wipe away their tears. There were also several men standing beside them, standing quietly, their expressions also gloomy.
Shangguan Jinghong suddenly forgot who the woman who was talking was. He only remembered that they had appeared in the Ministry of Justice. Suddenly, a smiling face flashed through his mind. Someone was holding a bunch of fruit branches and swaying them gently, looking at him playfully.
He nodded involuntarily and said, "Okay, no punishment, no punishment, Qiaochu, I promise you, anything is fine."
Perhaps his voice startled the chaotic crowd, and the concubines, princes, princesses, palace maids, and hundreds of imperial guards all made way for him to pass.
…ranunculus…
Chang Fei's room was originally very spacious, but with the Emperor, Empress, Concubines Zhuang and Ning, Shangguan Jinghao and his wife, Prince Ning and his wife, Xia Haibing and others all there, plus several imperial guards, it suddenly became cramped.
And there are old friends.
In front of Lao Tie lay the corpses of four or five imperial guards.
The old servant's face was as white as paper, but his eyes were bloodshot and fierce, making his already ugly face even more hideous. He hissed and slashed with the sword in his left hand. He originally used the sword in his right hand, but his right arm was broken. It was a wound caused by a sharp weapon, which cut off at the elbow. The blood and flesh were so frightening that people dared not and could not bear to move forward.
A woman was lying quietly behind him.
There was always a voice in my head telling Shangguan Jinghong that Qiaochu was lying to you. She wanted you to go see him, so she played such a huge joke. She was not afraid of the emperor's blame because she knew you would protect her.
He thought that when he saw her, even if she lied to him, he would not blame her. He would take her back home and no longer let her wait at his mother's place.
The atmosphere in the room was suffocating and everyone heard the noise and looked towards him.
Shangguan Jinghong just opened his eyes wide and stared at the person on the ground.
No, not her.
Uncle Tie half covered her, so he couldn't see clearly. So when he saw the bluebird skirt he gave her, he thought it was