Chapter 8: Ge Xianfei

Qin Ze's eyes fell on Qin Nuo, who was a dead body like a dead fish on the bed: "What will this mother-in-law do?"
What is "this"? Didn't even the elder brother cry out? What a brotherhood like plastic flowers! Qin Nuo couldn't help voicing. While feeling the little mouse with a hot chest, finally when I overheard the conversation between Queen Huo and the Prince, he already understood that this body has internal power. Now what I need to worry about is how to mobilize this power and transfer myself. This zombie buff is lifted.
Ge Xianfei glanced over the bed and said scornfully, "Let this mother-in-law deal with it, hide him somewhere later, anyway, just don't let him do anything. Just wait for you to return to the Light Hall, Be clear with your Highness. "
"My son understands that there will be no flaws."
Ge Xianfei also thought about continuing to deal with her son carefully. Qin Ze, having no patience, stood up and said, "It's getting late. I have to go back to Liuguang Temple."
Ge Xianfei took a sigh and watched her son leave, sighing helplessly. Since his son grew up, he has more and more of his own ideas. But still can't see through, now in this world, where can live with a sense of pride.
Regardless of the Huo family, or the Pei family, the accumulation of authority of these two behemoths is no less than that of the royal family. Once they fight, even the grandson and grandson of the dragon can only be used as cannon fodder.
"Don't be angry, Your Highness just has no intention." Fan Silk whispered to her master.
Ge Xianfei smiled at her with a smile: "How can I not know that Zeer is a little careful, what looks down on him is compared to others, I feel like I have lost face."
The lazy tone was as gentle as usual, and Fan Zhi immediately relaxed. Qin Ze had previously instructed her to prepare the drug and put it in the place of the Emperor Nine Prince, and did not report Ge Xianfei in advance, but she chose to help. The reason is not only that the emperor Jiu and the mother-in-law are deeply affectionate, but she is the first-class confidant of the mother-in-law. Now, it seems that the mother did not blame herself.
Fan Silk laughed: "Just a in the Huo family, His Highness Jin Zunyugui, why do you have to compare with that kind of person?"
"You're right. Why didn't you remind me just now?" Ge Xianfei asked slowly.
Fan Silk trembled in her heart, "The mother-in-law talks to His Royal Highness. How dare the slaves intervene?"
"What else are you afraid of? You can poison the prince without telling me, although it is this waste. But I never expected that you still have the courage."
Although the words were reproach, but peeping at the eyes, Ge Xianfei's face was full of smiles, not looking angry. Fan Silk braved her courage and knelt down on the ground and replied: "Suddenly, the slave had no time to return, and knew of the crime of death, and asked her to punish her."
"No need, for Zeer's thoughts, why wouldn't this palace know?" As she said, Ge Xianfei bent down and held Fan Silk's arm to lift her up, smiling, "I though It has always been strict, but that is a foreigner, Zeer is my own son, and you have served me for many years, how can I ignore your will and be a great snoring wicked man. "
Fan Silk couldn't believe his ears. What is Ge Xianfei talking about? What this meant was not only that she did not investigate the blame for unauthorized actions before, but even agreed with her careful thinking. In the future, if she can be given to His Highness Ten as a concubine, or even as a concubine ...
Seeing the good life spread out in front of her, suddenly Ge Xianfei interrupted her thoughts with a word.
"But ..." Ge Xianfei sighed. "Zer is still too young. She clapped her hands and left, but there is still a problem here."
As she spoke, she punched in a punch.
"What does Niangniang mean?" Fan Silk asked along the way.
"Of course ..." Princess Ge Xian glanced at her and smiled Yingying, "Kill him."
In a word, it sounded like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. Qin Nuo originally ran to the chest in one breath, feeling that she felt a little clue, but she was shaken away.
He originally thought that he was a little transparent during this court upheaval. Even before drinking that cup of tea, he was still thinking about getting up and returning to the Temple of Light, and waiting for the final result with several princely brothers. And after drinking that cup of tea, although he was trapped in bed, he thought the worst result was to be used as a scapegoat to vent his anger. Unexpectedly, Ge Xianfei would now sentence her death.
Also frightened was Fan Silk. The previous moment was still in the infinite expectation of a bright future, and the next moment was awakened by an instant face.
"Madam, what do you say?"
Ge Xianfei lifted her chin toward the white wall on the left, and said clearly: "Take the sword and kill the kid on the bed."
"Mother-in-law, the ninth prince ..."
"When the queen maiden talked about tonight's actions, she was worried that Pei Yi was not charged enough to resist the world's long mouth. Now I gave her a big gift to kill the prince, and the evidence was conclusive, enough for Pei Yi to drink a pot. Right. "
"General Pei entered the palace and saw the driver. He learned that his conspiracy to poison the emperor was poisoned. He turned his face in court, intending to stab the emperor, and was escorted by His Highness Nine, who was serving the disease. He was killed. Falling in the eyes of Fan Silk, but became gloomy and sly.
"Well, it's really cheap for that bitch, and it has left her son a good name. But I don't need to see this annoying little anymore."
Ge Xianfei said coldly, urging Fan Silk to start immediately.
Fan Silk trembled all over. She was just a slave and killed the prince with her own hands. Was she really spared afterwards?
A devil-like whisper came from my ear: "Relax, then the prince will come to power, and Zeer will have a prince. When he goes out to open the government, I will reward you. It also counts as your heart."
As if the drowning man grabbed a straw, knowing that hope was slim, but he had no choice. Fan Silk trembled forward and picked up the sword hanging on the wall. Then holding the sword, he moved to the bed step by step.
Ge Xianfei looked coldly, without a trace of pity. This bitch! It's also because she took too much care of her, and she developed this kind of undesired thought. Don't let a good son be caught by these little sisters.
This old demon is really going to kill herself! Realizing this, Qin Nuo became nervous as never before, and he desperately urged the only hope in his body.
However, no matter how hard he tried, the warm little mouse still moved forward slowly. It's so useless, just let go! As soon as the thought rose, Qin Nuo urged the inner interest to scurry around the meridians.
Fan Silk stood by the bed, shaking like bran. People who have lived in the palace since they were young are increasingly brainwashed by the strict order of humility in the palace. Even if the person in the opposite direction is down again, that is a real prince!
Ge Xianfei took a step forward and urged impatiently: "Hurry up and hold on."
Fan Silk closed her eyes, bit her teeth, pulled up her sword, and waved and chopped down.
An unparalleled crisis came, and at the moment of a stern moment, Qin Nuo suddenly felt a sting in his belly, and he could move!
Seeing that the bright sword was cut down, the first reaction was to roll to the side, and at the same time he picked up the pillow on the couch and threw it on Fansil's face.
Pillows of this era are made of celadon, full of hard bricks.
Just listening to the ping-pong sound, the pillow did not hit Fan Silk's head, but happened to hit her on the shoulder.
She was originally unstable with a sword, and was smashed by this blow. She immediately rushed to her side. At the same time the long sword in her hand moved forward.
"Beep". It was the sound of sharp swords piercing the flesh.
"Ah!" The scream screamed before it even sounded.
For a moment, Qin Nuo was stunned, and Fan Silk was stunned. Watching Ge Xianfei, who was struck by the sword, backed away, the room was dead.
A dull thump was the sound of Ge Xianfei finally falling to the ground.
Can only blame her standing too close to Fan silk! Moreover, the two counted so many things that they did not expect that Qin Nuo, who was obsessed with drugs, could be active. Then Fan Jian's sword was sloppy, and she darted in directly from Ge Xianfei's abdomen, and the red blade went out from her back.
Finally realizing what she had just done, Fan Silk screamed violently. Suddenly, she covered her mouth with one hand and pushed her hard.
Qin Nuo rushed up and pressed Fan Silk on the bed, then gagged her mouth with a quilt.
Fan silk struggled underneath.
Life hangs on the line, Qin Nuo has no thoughts of pitying and cherishing the jade, and raises his hand to open the bow to Fan Silk's face, and slaps two slaps.
Suddenly he was sober by the sudden stabbing.
"Do you want to die or live?" Qin Nuo asked, lowering his voice.
Fan Silk finally shouted, trembling all over, a pair of apricot flowers eyes staring at Qin Nuo with fear.
Seeing that she gradually recovered her mind, Qin Nuo tried to release her hand slightly.
Fan Silk breathed a long breath, but did not act too aggressively, but was generally confused by dementia. Qin Nuo slightly relieved.
Turning to look at Ge Xianfei in front of the bed, the blood on the beach spread, and obviously Ge Xianfei had no way out. Her eyes were still staring round, unbelievable. Think about it from another perspective. If she died so ugly, she wouldn't close her eyes.
The first time I saw the dead, or someone who died because of himself, Qin Nuo was very calm. Since you want to kill me, don't blame me for being killed! And it's not your own hand. You can only blame yourself for not knowing people. What kind of sword does the maiden who can't hold the chicken's hands hold, such a long one. Qin Nuo secretly groaned.
There was a slight wailing cry around.
Qin Nuo rolled his eyes. If someone suddenly broke in at this time and saw this scene ...
Ge Xianfei was stabbed to death in front of the bed with a sword, she didn't stare at her face, and she was full of hate; her silky clothes were scattered on the bed, her eyes were red and swollen, and her tears were endless. ...
Whatever it looks like, this is a palace ethical drama where the ninth prince is desperate, killing his mother-in-law, forcing, and trespassing the maid when the father and emperor are in critical condition!