Chapter 103: Vicious Woman

Concubine Qing was temporarily pawned due to poor turnover, while Concubine Shun collected bribes from officials in order to enrich her private pockets. It is clear which one is more important.
The old princess was so angry that there was a trace of anger in her eyes, and she said to King Qing: "I have already said that the royal family members are not allowed to interfere in the government! The life of the concubine Shun is extremely luxurious, so she squandered her money, if not Severe punishment, I'm afraid everyone will follow her in the future, you can figure it out by yourself!"
The old princess’s anger was close to his ears, Qing Wang couldn’t help but gritted his teeth. Of course, his heart was toward Concubine Shun, but when he remembered that the other party dared to do such a bold thing behind his back, he remembered countless times of her unmarked pillow. Wind...he felt numb in his scalp and cold in his back.
Such a beautiful and gentle woman, such a considerate beauty, turned out to be a glutton who is greedy for money and does not know how to advance or retreat.
Concubine Qing knows King Qing's mind at a glance, and slowly speaks: "Prince, this matter can be big or small. If it gets smaller, it is just a household chore in the palace. Concubine Shun will change it. It can be bigger. Say... Once someone pokes this matter to your Majesty, I'm afraid that the whole mansion will be implicated. The prince does not know about this matter, but the historians are worried that they can't find a handle, and they will definitely say that the prince is not inside Xiu, you actually allow your concubine to quietly accept bribes outside, can your majesty trust you anymore?"
Princess Qing was silent on weekdays, and she was a blockbuster when she uttered. King Qing gave her a surprised look, while the other two princesses in the palace bowed their heads and did not speak. Concubine Shun made a lot of mistakes. Even though Jiang Xiaoyun was willing to help her out, she did not dare to speak casually. As for Zuo Xuan, she just watched indifferently and did not respond.
Jiang Xiaolou just stood quietly beside Princess Qing, and the sunlight from outside the window came in and reflected on her jade-like face. A few strokes made thin shadows, making her brows more picturesque and charming.
Concubine Shun fell to her knees with a puff, her fingers gripping Wang Qing's clothes became tighter and tighter, and her fingertips were almost blue and white: "Master, I know I was wrong, I really know it! I also think about the palace, on weekdays It’s necessary to pay for the staff and turnaround, but the silver is really limited, so I have to make the first decision. What's more... I don’t have much money. Most of them are some treasures of calligraphy and painting. Yes, there is also a Guishan inkstone. Now it’s on the prince’s table. The prince, I’m a womanly family, I don’t know so much, but I just accepted them when they tried their best to respect them, and they couldn’t avoid it, and I never made half of them for them!

Mentioning the Shuanglong Huzhu Guishan Inkstone, King Qing's face changed slightly, and he suddenly remembered the incident. Legend has it that the thousand-year-old tortoise went down to the world and turned into tortoise bloodstone. After dozens of procedures, it was hand-carved into inkstone. It has the reputation of "researching a pen like a file, turning ink like oil, and not leaking away." This stone is extremely precious. Shao, he couldn't find it for many years, but in the end it was Concubine Shun who found a piece for him. He still regarded it as a treasure. Only now did he know that the stone was unclean...
Jiang Xiaolou couldn't help but sneered. Concubine Shun was really cunning, and she knew how to pull King Qing into the water even after receiving the money.
The old princess snorted coldly: "Oh, why did I think she was so bold, it turns out that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!"
King Qing felt extremely humiliated when he heard the words, his face flushed suddenly, and he threw away Concubine Shun, sternly: "If you are wrong, you are wrong. You didn't admit your mistake, so how can I help you!"
When Princess Qing saw this, her heart sank slightly. It is ridiculous that King Qing wants to excuse her by openly selling the official Fujue and tarnishing the reputation of the palace. When the words came to my lips, I just endured it in the end.
Concubine Shun’s eyes flickered, and her face looked as white as ice crystals. She lay on the cold ground and trembled as if she had no bones: "Old princess, lord, I was wrong, everything is mine. Wrong, it is that I will have the wrong idea for a while, tarnishing the reputation of the prince. It’s just that this matter must not be spread, otherwise the prince and the palace will be a big obstacle. I will bear all the faults by myself! I will take care of it. There is no difference!"
The subtext of this statement is that if you make a big mess, the first person to lose face is King Qing. Upon hearing this, the old princess frowned involuntarily.
Princess Qing endured and tolerated, after all, she slowly said word by word: "Master, since I can't bear it, don't punish anymore, why?" Why should the ending sound of the two characters rise involuntarily, with unconscious ridicule.
Hearing these words that are neither Yin nor Yang, Qing Wang's face suddenly sinks. When he was young, he was very fond of Concubine Shun, because she had a deep relationship with her childhood sweetheart, and her personality was very gentle and affectionate. Now that I think about it, I have been pampering her too much these years, making her a little airy. This matter is of great importance. Once someone stabbed him out, not only Shunfei, but also himself would be implicated. He really learned about the mouths of Yushi. After thinking about it, he couldn't make up his mind. His face was uncertain, and he couldn't bear to look at Concubine Shun's eyes full of pity.
The old princess saw that King Qing could not bear to deal with concubine Shun, as if a fire was ignited in her chest, her tone was particularly cold and authentic: "No matter who the wrongdoer is, treat them equally to appear fair."
Concubine Shun's lips trembled when she heard the words, and her open eyes revealed endless sadness. For a long time, she turned her face away suddenly, and a cold tear fell from the corner of her eyes. That thin body, if it was about to drift away in the wind, trembling in his own voice: "So, please ask the prince to punish me to leave the house. I will not go elsewhere, so I will find a monastery and pray for the prince day and night. Remnant life."
Everyone was shocked for a while.
Ordination? King Qing was stunned.
Jiang Xiaolou narrowed the corners of his eyes slightly, and an unusually subtle smile appeared on the corners of his lips. This concubine Shun was really not easy, she even hit the snake stick and crawled, and she suppressed everyone in a few words.
Jiang Xiaoyun stared at Jiang Xiaolou, and thought to herself: Princess Qing has been firmly suppressed by Concubine Shun, and she has almost no real power. It is absolutely impossible to find out the case of selling official Wujue. It can be seen that this matter must be related to Jiang Xiaolou. But the other party's face was extremely calm and stable, and he couldn't see the slightest gloat. A planner with such deep intentions really needs to be extra vigilant! She reminded herself in her heart, but took a step forward and said softly: "Father, Concubine Shun is sincere and willing to be a monk on her own. If you really refuse to forgive, then you will have her heart."
The old concubine was stunned for a while, and King Qing was even more dumb. The two of them looked at each other and didn't know what to say. King Qing couldn't help but feel that even though Concubine Shun had done something wrong, there was no reason why she was so sinful that she would fall into a void.
Concubine Shun lifted up a beautiful face just right, her red lips as coral had already been bitten into bluish white by her teeth, and she looked extremely pitiful. When King Qing's heart moved, he became softer, and he would blurt out words of forgiveness...
Jiang Xiaolou's eyes lightly fell on Concubine Shun, his gaze was even more dazzling than the sun for a while: "Knowing your mistakes can improve Mo Dayan, since Concubine Shun sincerely repents, I will surely let your majesty learn about it in future...
As soon as this remark came out, the old princess was shocked and couldn't help looking at Jiang Xiaolou. Jiang Xiaolou just looked back at her with a smile, his eyes soft as spring water, and he drowned silently.
The old princess closed her eyes slightly, and suddenly made up her mind: "Think about Tanhua Lang Qinsi, who was favored by His Majesty back then. Seeing where he goes now, the fire in the inner courtyard is the most troublesome thing. Lord, think about it. Think about it."
Concubine Shun's heart jumped suddenly, only to feel that the sound was like a blade cutting face, suddenly a bad premonition.
A blue vein violently burst on King Qing's forehead, his heart twitching constantly, and his face tried his best to maintain a calm expression: "From now on, I will deprive Concubine Shun of the title and be reduced to madam."
After hearing this, Concubine Shun was frightened inexplicably, her whole body seemed to be immersed in ice water, and the heat was gone. She stared at King Qing in disbelief. She started as a concubine in the mansion, from concubine to concubine. The wife spent eight full years, eight years from the wife to the concubine, and now she lost her title all at once, so she was naturally heartbroken to the extreme. But she knew very well that this was already a lighter punishment... If it wasn't her Shun Ruyi who sold the official Wanjue today, I'm afraid it has long since become a dead bone.
King Qing said indifferently: "Tomorrow, I will plead guilty to your majesty, and return all gifts, so as not to be revealed in the future, and on the contrary hurt the whole government!" He said, pulling his leg and leaving.
Concubine Shun didn't dare to look up, just lowered her eyes, letting hatred grow wildly in her heart.
The old princess sighed softly: "Well, Concubine Shun, no, Mrs. Shun, you should go back and think behind closed doors. Don't go out easily during this period of time. Did you hear that?"
Madam...what is madam! Mrs. Shun had a long knife hidden by her lips, and she almost wished she rushed to tear Princess Qing into pieces, but her face quickly recovered her original calm, but she said respectfully, "Yes, everything is at your command."
Coming out of the house, Princess Qing was in a good mood. She had never won such a beautiful battle in a battle like now. She couldn't help but whispered: "Xiaolou, your idea is really wonderful."
Jiang Xiaolou smiled involuntarily, but just said nothing. King Qing is responsible for all the guilt on behalf of Shun Ruyi. What a mere title!
In the evening, a light rain began to patter in the sky, but within half an hour, the rain fell more and more, and almost smoke appeared on the ground. Jiang Xiaolou opened Li Xuening's cage, a roll of pure white snow satin, a roll of pink lake satin, as well as various silk threads and embroidery needles almost filled with pear blossom boxes. She took out a piece of snow satin and took out another charcoal pen. This charcoal pen was used by Li Xuening. The tentacles are warm, as if it still retains the fragrance of the past master. She just quietly dropped her eyes, carefully depicting the pattern of peony flowers. In a short while, the big peony blossoms were covered with snow satin, but when she put the needle, she didn't know where to start.
Xiaodie was surprised to see this situation. Although Jiang Xiaolou was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he was not interested in embroidery at all. It's okay to let her sit quietly, read, write, and let her sit and embroider here all day, it's harder than climbing.
Jiang Xiaolou's gaze fell on the peony picture left by Li Xuening before her death. Her embroidery was very good. The peony flowers seemed to protrude on the satin surface, as if they were picked from the garden alive and connected. The dew is put directly into the satin. Look carefully, the petals of each peony flower have different levels, with dark red and light red superimposed transitions, and the color is natural and smooth. Jiang Xiaolou wanted to complete this peony picture for Li Xuening, but now it seems...she is not that piece of material. Leaving the embroidered work aside, she stood up, walked to the window and looked at the rainy scenery outside, but suddenly her eyes were focused on.
Jiang Xiaolou suddenly said, "I want to go out and prepare an umbrella."
Xiaodie was taken aback for a moment: "Miss, it's raining so hard outside, where are we going?"
Jiang Xiaolou said nothing, and waved his hand straight. Xiaodie followed her gaze, but saw the shadows in the garden. She couldn't really see anything. Although she was puzzled, she didn't dare to refute, she quickly prepared a bamboo umbrella.
Slowly along the way, Jiang Xiaolou's skirt was wet by the rain, Xiaodie hurriedly pushed the umbrella over, so as not to wet her shoulders.
There is a small flower pond next to the pavilion in the northeast corner of the garden. In the center is a nozzle carved in the shape of a dragon. When it rains, it will become a small natural fountain. At this moment, a young man in Jinyi was squatting by the pool, listening to the sound of water extremely seriously.
Jiang Xiaolou stood behind him and observed silently for a while, before he said: "I like rainy days?"
The young man was taken aback, jumped up suddenly, turned his head and looked at Jiang Xiaolou, with a frightened expression.
Jiang Xiaolou sighed softly, just about to say something, suddenly heard a crash, a flash of lightning tore through the sky, revealing a hideous face, at the same time, the rain poured down even more lifelessly, the boy backed out again and again, his eyes revealed A hint of panic.
He was afraid of thunder, Jiang Xiaolou noticed it all at once, because the other party quickly blocked his ears with his hands, and hid in the corner of the pavilion, his whole person trembling.
Thunder struck He Lianyue with lightning bolts, his face instantly turned pale and he became more and more frightened.
Jiang Xiaolou told Xiaodie: "Go to the people around Shiziye, and see where they are going and why they are not taking care of them."
Fluttershy nodded and ran away holding the umbrella.
Jiang Xiaolou walked into the pavilion and looked at the other party in a soft voice, "Shizi, the rain is getting heavier, so let's go back sooner." However, Helianyue didn't seem to hear it, but just covered his ears and said nothing. He looks like a patient. Although he reacts to everything in the outside world, he doesn't hear him. No matter what you say or do, he seems to be living in his own world. It's no wonder that Princess Qing completely died of him after exhausting countless efforts. How can such a prince inherit the title of King Qing in the future...
The maid who was in charge of taking care of the son hurriedly followed Xiaodie. She was taken aback when she saw the situation, and quickly said, "My son, why did you come here again?"
Jiang Xiaolou frowned: "The son is soaked all over, take him back to change clothes." The maid hurried up to hold Helianyue, and when he walked down the steps, he suddenly stomped on the air and fell suddenly. In the muddy water, all of his head and face were suddenly muddy.
Jiang Xiaolou looked at this scene in front of him, and his heart was incredibly disappointed. Qing Wang Shizi is like A Dou who can't afford to support him, it is absolutely impossible to compete with the two elders who are both civil and military...
Tao Ranju, who came to the world’s son, everyone was busy changing clothes and scrubbing for him, but Jiang Xiaolou noticed a painting in the hall. This painting seems to be a collection of the essence of paintings of all dynasties and the seven Buddhas are painted on it. , Seven Bodhisattvas, seven true gods. The Guanyin in the center wears a phoenix crown, long hair dangled, a plump face, slightly curved eyebrows, and a splendid tutu skirt on his body. The belt is flying, as if the wind will move with it. Rather than being a Bodhisattva, it is more like the incarnation of Princess Qing... She stared for a moment and couldn't help asking, "This painting..."
The handmaid bowed her head and said, "This picture was painted by the son of the world over an hour."
Jiang Xiaolou nodded secretly: "The stroke of the pen jumps, the technique is smooth, and he is really a master."
Each statue has a different shape, beautiful and charming, and original in conception. It is absolutely extraordinary that ordinary people can draw, and it is far beyond the imagination of Jiang Xiaolou. She couldn't help but sighed. If it weren't for the accident at the beginning, how could the current Prince Qing be reduced to this appearance...
After coming out of the courtyard of the son, the rain had already stopped, and a crystal shattered bead dropped from time to time on the banana leaf, but it quickly disappeared. Jiang Xiaolou entered the courtyard where Princess Qing lived, and Mu Yu, dressed in a green shirt, greeted him with a smile on his face: "The slave and maidservant are going to invite the lady, please come in."
Mu Yu's voice sounded a little ethereal in this empty environment, Jiang Xiaolou nodded slightly, and walked in.
There is a small and exquisite garden in Princess Qing’s yard. It is silent on weekdays, but today there is laughter. Jiang Xiaolou looked at it intently and saw a young woman holding a silk rope and stepping on a swing, standing upright. , The maid next to her gently pushed, and the swing flew up instantly, sending her whole person into the air. The beautiful skirt flew up and down like a flying butterfly.
Princess Qing happened to see Jiang Xiaolou coming in and said with a smile: "Look, the swing just set up is about to let you come and have a look."
Jiang Xiaolou nodded slightly, his eyes fell on He Lianhui on the swing frame again. When she was in action, she was slender and slender like a swallow, flying gracefully, blowing wind under her foot, and she couldn't help smiling: "Unexpectedly, Princess Yunzhu is still a master of swing."
Princess Qing's eyes slowly became gentle: "Yes, this girl is usually quiet, but she likes swings. It has just rained, and the swing frame is still wet. She is not afraid of getting the embroidered shoes wet." When speaking, the tone was extraordinarily gentle, and he obviously liked He Lianhui very much.
He Lianhui saw Jiang Xiaolou coming, and immediately stopped the swing, with a smile on her face: "Why didn't my mother inform me that Xiaolou was here, so I was embarrassed in front of her..."
Jiang Xiaolou's lips smiled slightly: "This swing is really good."
Helianhui blushed shyly: "If you like it, I will teach you too."
Jiang Xiaolou's smile faded by three points: "Princess Yunzhu is so kind, I would like to thank you first."
"What can you do between you and my sisters, you are always so polite..." He Lianhui stepped forward subconsciously, and his outstretched hand was about to touch the arm of Jiang Xiaolou, but Jiang Xiaolou looked down. He glanced at her, and looked at it with a three-point distance. He Lianhui smiled and stopped immediately. She looked a little timid on her face. After a while, she looked at Princess Qing and whispered: "It will be old soon. Princess Qianqiu, I wonder what gift my mother prepared?"
Princess Qing never noticed the turbulent undercurrent between them, but just said: "I have asked someone to carve a white jade Guanyin and prepare it for her. Is the old princess worth anything? We are just showing our heart. You are ready. ?"
He Lianhui's face blushed: "I don't have anything valuable, but I embroidered an Antarctic fairy and weng birthday picture."
After hearing her say this, Princess Qing applauded: "What matters is the heart to give a gift, and it doesn't depend on who gives the gift that is expensive. It is very rare for you to have this heart."
He Lianhui was encouraged, and she mustered up the courage to ask Jiang Xiaolou, "Xiaolou, what are you going to give away?"
Jiang Xiaolou's expression was only faint, and he smiled back.
Princess Qing keenly felt that Jiang Xiaolou seemed to be somewhat indifferent to He Lianhui, she couldn't help but feel a little strange in her heart, but she couldn't say much.
He Lianhui was not frightened by the indifference, her thick eyelashes flashed, her voice was as clear as water: "When the old princess comes to the millennium, the house will definitely be lively, Mrs. Shun, she..."
Princess Qing did not expect that He Lianhui would mention the name again, and her face sank: "What are you mentioning her for?"
There were faint ripples in the eyes of He Lianhui, and her face became more and more aggrieved: "Mother, I know you don't want me to mention this person, but Mrs. Shun is a member of the family after all. Now the old princess's birthday, if she continues to ban her feet..." Halfway through the words, he suddenly stopped, and only looked at Princess Qing with a pair of timid eyes.
Although Mrs. Shun was forbidden, King Qing often went to visit and even stayed quietly for the night. This shows that Mrs. Shun did not completely lose King Qing's favor. Under this circumstance, if Princess Qing persists in embarrassing her, it is a standard fall into the trap, not to the delight of King Qing.
Princess Qing had already accepted her original gentle face, and she couldn't help but sneered: "Then what do you need me to do?"
He Lianhui looked full of thoughts for her, and said politely: "In fact, there is no need for her mother to do anything, but just taking advantage of this great day, simply be a favor and let her out."
"You asked me to speak to the old princess and lift her ban?" Princess Qing's face became more and more serious, "I heard it right, when did Hui'er start to care about her so much?"
Hearing the subtle change in the princess's tone, He Lianhui naturally knew that she had touched the other side's Nilin, and her face was panicked for a while, and she quickly said: "Mother, daughter never meant this. In fact, I just wanted to say..."
At the critical moment, Jiang Xiaolou, who had been silent for a long time, spoke instead: "Princess Yunzhu is thinking about your mother. The prince has to punish Mrs. Shun because of his face. If his mother can give him a step down, he must be Thank you very much."
Helianhui never imagined that Jiang Xiaolou, who was so indifferent to him just now, would actually support her. He glanced at her intently before whispering softly: "That's it."
Princess Qing took a deep breath, and finally couldn't bear the resentment: "What do I want his thanks for?"
Seeing that she was so stubborn, He Lianhui couldn't help sighing softly: "Mother think carefully, even if you don't mention it now, Mrs. Shun will still be released when the old princess is born. Rather than respond passively, take the initiative to speak. , At least it’s a smooth favor. Mother, I do all this for your sake. Although it’s not pleasant, it’s the best way to bridge the relationship between you and your father! Even if you look at the relationship between husband and wife for many years Go, would you rather watch your father be pinched in the palm of Mrs. Shun like this?"
In the end, He Lianhui underestimated the princess's resentment towards Madam Shun, after all, princess Qing just looked coldly and said: "I have decided, don't have to persuade me."
He Lianhui bit her lip, her eyelashes were dyed with a little bit of starlight, and her mouth couldn't hide her emotions: "In that case, I won't bother you. Mother will take a good rest."
Watching He Lianhui leave, Princess Qing slowly poured out a trace of guilt and anxiety on her face, and said to Jiang Xiaolou: "Did I just say too much? This girl is also thinking about me!"
Jiang Xiaolou smiled warmly, making people involuntarily moved by the smile on her face: "Everyone has their own purpose and ideas, mothers don't need to care too much."
Princess Qing sighed slightly, her eyes trembled: "Actually, I know that although you didn't say it, you still think so in your heart. You all hope that I will take the initiative to go down this step."
Jiang Xiaolou stared at the other person's gentle face, and slowly said, "Mother, it is more important to follow your own heart in everything."
Princess Qing was stunned.
Jiang Xiaolou paused and added: "There is no right or wrong in everything, it depends on your own heart."
Princess Qing nodded and was silent for a while before saying: "The prince has always misunderstood you, thinking that you are pushing me behind your back. For your consideration, I have to come down this step. Okay, I will mention it to the old princess."
Jiang Xiaolou was waiting for an answer, and Chaoyun walked in at this moment, and said with joy on his face: "Give it to the princess, the old princess sent Miss Qingtong to bring a food box."
"Let her in."
A Tsing Yi beautiful maid Tingting came in curly, with an oval face and almond eyes. She presented the food box respectfully and smiled and said: "Today, the old lady of Wen'an Houfu came here and specially sent the old princess a lot of snacks. Can't be enjoyed alone, so I specially divided some to give you a taste."
A smile appeared on Princess Qing's face: "I am very grateful for the rare care of my mother."
Jiang Xiaolou's gaze fell on the food box, and a strange and complicated expression flashed past his face, and he immediately changed to a smile: "Mother, Mrs. Shun has been feeling depressed recently. I'm afraid you are still angry with her. Send someone a few times. Here is a gift. In my opinion, it is better to send this food box to Mrs. Shun, so that she can share the grace of the old princess."
Princess Qing blocked her throat in one breath, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Jiang Xiaolou looked like water and smiled calmly, somehow the breath slowly disappeared: "Well, in this case...then you will work hard bronze. The girl has a run."
Princess Qing was willing to go down the steps, and the family was reunited and reunited. The old princess would be happy too. Qingtong smiled on her face: "Slaves obey orders."
Qing Tong had just stepped down the steps, and suddenly heard someone calling from behind: "Girl Qing Tong."
Qing Tong was startled slightly, and turned his head and saw a bright blue-clothed beauty standing on the steps. Because of the sky, everything around was foggy, but her eyebrows were like distant mountains and her eyes looked like stars, almost a bleak scene. The only bright color in it. She couldn't help but stayed for a while, and quickly saluted: "I have seen Princess Mingyue."
Jiang Xiaolou's lips smiled: "I heard that Ms. Qingtong's embroidery work is very good, I want to ask you to give me some advice."
Qingtongying's lips slightly opened: "Now?"
Seeing her look a little embarrassed, Jiang Xiaolou said unconsciously: "Don't worry, there are only two or three steps to the left, and the food box will be sent to Chaoyun."
Qing Tong thought about it carefully, this is also good, sent by the princess's handmaid, of course, it seems that the princess has a forgiving heart more than sending it by herself.
After all, Qing Tong was so kind, and followed Jiang Xiaolou straight to her Fangcao Pavilion, while Princess Qing arranged for her maid Chaoyun to deliver the food box for her.
Qingtong came to the bedroom of Jiang Xiaolou, and saw that the furnishings were the same as in the past, when Princess Yaoxue was alive, she sighed slightly. Jiang Xiaolou didn't hear about it, but just showed her the peony: "Look, I can't embroider this stamen anyway, but I don't know why?"
Qingtong looked at the flower's appearance carefully, and said in amazement: "The princess's paintings are so good, the peonies are vivid and delicate, just like the ones in the garden."
Jiang Xiaolou's eyes flashed slightly, and his face was extremely sorry: "I can only paint but I can't embroider, so I especially ask you to advise."
Qingtong is not the best among the maidservants, but she is very fond of the old princess, because she embroiders very beautiful embroidery, and she bears hardships and stands hard work, does not complain and cares, and her tone is also very tight on weekdays. It is the old princess. Like the temper. She didn't hide her personal information, and immediately pointed Jiang Xiaolou seriously.
Fangcaoge had a lively discussion, and Mrs. Shun had already received the food box from Princess Qing. She couldn't help being surprised: "Is this food box really given to me by the princess?"
Chaoyun lowered her eyes and respectfully said: "Yes, the princess personally instructs the slave and maid to bring the food box to you." According to Jiang Xiaolou's instructions, she disappeared the most important one.
Mrs. Shun's eyes were dumbfounded, as if thoughtful. When Chaoyun raised her head again, she suddenly smiled and said: "The princess was thinking of me, she is really generous and kind. I have accepted everything, remember to thank the princess for me. ." Even if Xuan ordered someone to give Chaoyun a reward, her smiling face fell when the other party lifted the curtain to go out.
Suddenly, this beautiful face had a gloomy smell.
The lord of Danfeng Princess Helian smiled in a light purple dress, and walked out of the inner room lightly. She had already gathered everything in her ears just now. At this moment, she smiled and said: "Mother, the princess is showing you good. ."
Mrs. Shun smiled slightly: "She wouldn't be so kind to give me a food box, but she is just trying to win her reputation and buy people's hearts!"
The corners of Helian smiled slightly, and the fringes on the temples rustled with the subtle movements, which seemed particularly enchanting and charming: "No matter what her intentions are, there is only good and no harm to the mother. I'm sure you will be able to do it soon. out."
Mrs. Shun sneered, as if thinking of something, she suddenly smirked coldly: "Get out? No, I have to be locked in when I don't want to come in. Now they beg me to go out, and I don't want to go out!"
Hearing what she said was three-point weird, Helian smiled and was surprised: "Mother means..."
Mrs. Shun smiled calmly and pointed to the food box and said: "There is a way to heaven, she won't go, and has no way to break in. This food box is the evidence of crime, let me see how she can get out this time! "
He Lianxiao instantly understood the illocutionary tone, and his heart was shocked.
Ciantang.
Qing Tong came in holding a small tea tray with peony pattern lacquered golden dragon and longevity, placed it on the small table of begonia, and lightly offered the two white jade tea cups inside, then took away the tea tray and stood with breath.
The old princess had a rare smile on her face: "I heard that you sent the food box to Mrs. Shun. This is very good. It's all a family. Why is it so troublesome? It's really messy. After all. It's a concubine, no one can shake your position, don't worry."
The old princess talked about how to reconcile his wives and concubines, and the family home was prosperous. A trace of ridicule flashed in the eyes of the princess Qing. Thinking of Jiang Xiaolou's word forbearance, it was rare to say nothing. The princess said more and more. I was happy. I felt that the princess was also pleasing to the eye a lot. As she was about to say something about her life, her maid, Xianger, stepped forward quickly. Rarely, her eyes were shocked: "Old princess, something has happened!"
The old princess sank her face: "This is the palace, not the bathhouse! You are bluffing like this to scare someone, something unruly!"
Hearing the old princess's stern words, Xiang'er fell on her knees with a plop: "Mrs. Shun...Mrs. Shun vomited blood!"
Concubine Qing was taken aback for a moment, and an extremely bad premonition surged in her heart.
The old princess got up subconsciously, but then sat down slowly: "Take someone to see first, and then tell me what happened." It's just a lady, no matter how vomiting blood or fainting, she didn't go there in person. See the truth.
Princess Qing responded with a "yes." Then she hurriedly treated people and left the door.
In the garden, Princess Qing and his entourage happened to meet Jiang Xiaolou. She grabbed Jiang Xiaolou's wrist, her face could not hide panic: "Mrs. Shun vomited blood!"
Jiang Xiaolou's eyes were exceptionally bright, but he faintly said, "Did you vomit blood..." After a short pause, a smile appeared on his face, "Then I will accompany my mother to visit."
Princess Qing is the Liushen Wuzhu, and nodded quickly.
In the Xiangchu Pavilion where Mrs. Shun lived, all the lanterns were lit up and down. From a distance, I could only see the red lanterns hanging under the corridor, flying in the wind. There were people everywhere in the yard, and the maids were silent one by one. Princess Qing walked quickly and quickly entered the door.
Madam Shun was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, her delicate and fragile body under the thin quilt, her original beautiful face became whiter and smaller, and there were faint bloodshot eyes on her lips. The red candle in the room made a crisp sound like a crack, and then it beeped softly, and finally became silent. King Qing stood on the head of the bed with a solemn expression, no one even noticed the arrival of Princess Qing and Jiang Xiaolou.
The beard-faced old doctor ordered the maid to bring the tea cup, put the powder in the porcelain bottle, stirred it with silver chopsticks, and evenly, then ordered someone to bring it to bed, and was about to feed it to Mrs. Shun.
King Qing said coldly: "I'm coming!" Soon, he helped Madam Shun with one hand and poured the bowl of concoction down himself. On the surface, he doesn't look like his hands are shaking or heartbeat, and he doesn't show any signs of nervousness. In fact, he is clenching his teeth, his eyes burning, and his face is unnaturally blue.
After an extremely depressing half hour passed, the person on the pillow did not wake up. Although his face was still pale, his breathing gradually became steady. The doctor breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that there should be no major problem."
King Qing nodded, then stood up, and said solemnly to everyone: "Go out, don't disturb Madam to rest here."
When everyone heard the sound, they all retreated to the flower hall outside.
As soon as King Qing came out, he couldn't restrain the rage in his voice: "Who sent the food box?"
This sound was like a bolt from the blue sky, stunned Princess Qing. Madam Shun’s handmaid tremblingly said: "Yes...it was sent by the princess in the afternoon. The desserts were already cold at that time, but Madam Shun said it was the princess’s heart, and I ate it all. Who ever thought... ...But within an hour, the lady began to vomit blood."
King Qing's face sank, and he sternly said to the princess: "What did you vicious woman do in the food box?"
Princess Qing's complexion changed from red to white, her heart ups and downs, and she said in disbelief: "You suspect that I poisoned me. I'm crazy, why do you want to poison her?"
King Qing suddenly slammed a punch at the table, his anger almost restrained to the limit: "You have to ask yourself, you are born a poisonous woman, who knows how hearty you are?"
Princess Qing was completely stunned, and even her throat choked. Jiang Xiaolou looked at all this in front of him, his eyes extremely indifferent: "The prince, the princess sent the food box with good intentions. You said that the princess poisoned the food box without any evidence, wouldn't it be laughable and generous?"
King Qing's face was even more ugly: "The doctor has just experienced that someone injected snake venom into the food container!"
Princess Qing couldn't help but sneered: "Everyone says that good people are embarrassing. Now that I see it, it's not that I refused to let her down the steps, but that people are going to step on my back as a step!"
King Qing's face was red: "You did something wrong, and you dare to be so arrogant! Come here, detain all the maidservants next to the princess. I have to interrogate them one by one. I don't believe that I can't make a name for asking!"
Princess Qing lowered her face: "Who dares?"
Everyone looked at each other, looking at the prince and the princess for a while, not knowing whom to listen to. At this moment, they heard a very weak voice coming from behind the curtain: "Master, don’t blame this. princess."
King Qing was taken aback, and immediately looked at the voice, and saw Madam Shun's pale face and shaky figure, with a very weak smile on her lips, but she stepped in and walked in with her face full of guilt. Authentic: "It's all mine. It has nothing to do with the princess! The dim sum is already cold. My body is weak and I can't eat that kind of food. I think it might be a bit offensive to vomit blood... It doesn't matter, she is not such a cruel person, how could she poison the food box? The prince must not blame the princess."
King Qing was full of pity and couldn't help saying: "The most poisonous thing in the world is this woman's heart. She has always hated you, so how can she be kind to give you a food box? Only a fool like you can believe her!"
When a woman intends to deal with her rival, her kindness will be greatly reduced. King Qing firmly believes this, and at the same time believes that Princess Qing is a person who burns jade and stone for revenge. Since she hated Madam Shun, she would definitely do everything possible to make the other person suffer. Poisoning in the food box was not the simplest and most effective way. Although it is possible to hurt herself, if she can hit the opponent, she will do everything.
Mrs. Shun had a pale face, full of self-blaming and self-rejection: "The lord, this matter really has nothing to do with the princess! If it is to blame, it is all my fault. I angered the princess. If it weren't for her I won’t do this either! The prince, the princess was originally so noble and dignified, gentle and kind, but I have a long life and a humble status. How can I hurt your mutual harmony because of me..."
This Mrs. Shun was born as an actor in her previous life. Whether it is sad, sorrowful, pitiful, or suffering from grievances, enduring humiliation and seeking perfection, which role is easy to come by, effortlessly! When Jiang Xiaolou heard this, his eyes became more indifferent and cold, but his lips smiled involuntarily.
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