The next night, the candlelight in the Qingsi Hall flickered slightly. The concubine Shu, who was wearing a plain dress without any unnecessary decoration, only wore a magnolia hairpin, was lying on the bed in front of the low table, copying scriptures, stroke by stroke.

There are extremely beautiful hairpin flowers in small regular script. At this moment, Yuxiao is serving on the stove in front of the bed and boiling tea. The tea is gradually boiling. At this moment, the sound of thin footsteps becomes clearer little by little.

In a moment, Yuhan could be seen opening the curtain from outside. Seeing that Concubine Shu was sitting on the bed, she was content and did not raise her head. Yuhan stepped forward more softly and said cautiously: "Madam, He Lianrong is here.

"

Hearing Yu Han's words, Concubine Shu's eyes as warm as water condensed slightly, looking at the neat and elegant manuscripts of the scriptures written under her pen, she then paused with satisfaction and said in a leisurely voice: "Let's

She comes in."

After the words fell, Yu Han quickly nodded and retreated, and soon led a trembling He Lianrong in with a panic-stricken expression.

Concubine Shu slightly squinted her eyes and saw that He Lianrong, who used to follow Yue Zhaoyi and yell at her, was now like a rat, lowering her body so low that she wished she could be humbled into the dust.

As if he was aware of Concubine Shu's scrutiny, He Lianrong did not dare to raise his head more and more. He could only follow Yu Han forward step by step with trembling support, but his hands were hidden under his sleeves, numb and cold.

.

"Ms. Concubine Shu——"

Hearing Helianrong's quail-like cautious greeting voice, Concubine Shu's lips were obviously smiling, but there was a trace of ridicule and a slight chill on her lips.

"Get up."

While Concubine Shu was talking, she put the wolf hair on the Chunfeng Xiangyu Bingmei pen holder, then slightly bent her left elbow on the short desk, and looked at He Lianrong in front of her leisurely and said: "How are you, Zhaoyi, these days?

"

Hearing Concubine Shu's words, Yuhan silently retreated and stood outside the curtain. Helianrong clasped his hands together and replied nervously with his eyebrows lowered: "Madam, Zhaoyi now only wants to serve your majesty."

Pregnant with a dragon heir, in order to become a noble concubine——"

"You can put it firmly on my head and prevent me from seeing the light of day?"

Before He Lianrong finished speaking, Concubine Shu looked sideways at Yu Xiao with great interest, her eyes meeting with smiles full of amusement and disdain.

Looking at the mute He Lianrong who dared not speak in front of her, Concubine Shu's smile gradually turned cold. She really didn't know how a fool like Ashina Ayi dared to compete with her. She was even stupid enough to think that as long as she conquered the emperor every day

If you stay in your palace every night, you will be able to conceive the emperor's heir as you wish.

Imperial concubine?

I'm just afraid that I'll be lucky enough to die.

"When you, Zhaoyi, take the position of imperial concubine, your status in the Sixth Palace will skyrocket -"

"Slave, I am loyal to you, my wife, and I will never have any second thoughts!"

Before he finished speaking, He Lianrong knelt down tremblingly in front of him, answering hurriedly for fear of being slow in explaining.

Seeing this, Concubine Shu smiled and raised her chin slightly to signal Yu Xiao to help He Lianrong stand up and walk closer and said: "Loyalty is something you want me to see, not just talk about it."

Sensing that He Lianrong's body was stiff, Concubine Shu smiled and gently lowered her chin, stroking the koudan in her hand as if bored, and said slowly: "Now I have something here, and only you can do it for me. Are you loyal?"

, it depends on whether you are willing to do it, whether you dare to do it-"

Observing the change in He Lianrong's face, Concubine Shu leaned forward with great interest. Although she was speaking gently, she carried invisible pressure and forced He Lianrong to lower her head and carefully probed: "

My slave, my slave is willing to do the hard work of a dog and a horse for my wife."

"It's a simple task. If you can do this well, forget about the past. Your benefits will be indispensable in the future."

Hearing Concubine Shu's words, He Lianrong still dared to think of any benefits now. She only felt that Concubine Shu could show mercy and spare her life, which was what she prayed for the most.

"I don't know what I want to do, please show me."

Looking at the man who had his head buried tightly in front of her, not daring to lift it up easily, Concubine Shu smiled lightly on her lips, her tone was light and steady, but what she said made He Lianrong feel confused and did not understand.

"I want you to tell your family, Zhaoyi, the truth about the death of Prince Wenhui."

Prince Wenhui?

Isn’t it the queen’s child who just died?

The truth, what truth? What does it have to do with them, Zhaoyi?

Seeing He Lianrong's confused look, Concubine Shu smiled. What she said next could only be heard by the two of them, but it was like a blow to the head. He Lianrong's face turned pale in shock, and she was so stunned that she forgot for a moment.

answer.

"Prince Wenhui's death was not God's will, but man-made. As for who did it-"

Seeing He Lian Rong looking at her nervously, Concubine Shu gracefully took the tea soup from Yu Xiao, blew it gently, took a sip and then slowly uttered three words.

"It's Your Majesty."

"Lady!"

Almost at the same time she said it, He Lianrong felt a chill on his neck, as if he had been struck by lightning. "Plop——" He knelt down in panic, trembling like sieving chaff, and put his hands on the ground, his head deep in his chest.

Buried on the carpet, he choked out in horror: "Slave, slave, slave—"

"Why, you don't dare?"

Seeing He Lianrong's fearless look, Concubine Shu's expression gradually turned cold, and her easy-going attitude just now was gone.

"Just now I kept saying that I was loyal——"

Concubine Shu quietly stared at He Lianrong, as if looking at prey, warning and reminder gradually appeared in her eyes: "Now I want to regret it, but it is not that easy. Life or death, you have to choose."

Hearing the undisguised threats in Shu Fei's words, like arsenic wrapped in honey, He Lianrong's face turned pale, and he felt as if he was in a whirlpool and cold pool, and he had no choice.

Looking at the colorless fool at her feet, Concubine Shu looked at the red charcoal fire in front of her indifferently, and said word by word: "As long as you tell Yue Zhaoyi about this, and let Yue Zhaoyi reveal it to Yang quietly.

Queen, after the matter is completed, I will find a way to make you fake your death and send you out of the palace, whether it is to Jiangnan or back to the Western Regions, as long as you want, I will help you——"

Sensing the slight trembling of the person under her feet, Concubine Shu leaned forward and said slowly: "Don't worry, you know so many things, I will never openly leave you in the palace to be interrogated, and drag myself into this muddy water in vain.

"

"Once this matter is over, you can live your own life with the money and silk I rewarded you. You no longer have to stay in the palace to serve others. This is the best way I can leave for you. How about it?"

Concubine Shu's words were like a spell, lingering in her ears for a long time. He Lianrong lay on the ground. It was clearly the twelfth month of winter, but her back was already soaked with cold sweat. She knew very well that now she was on Concubine Shu's ship.

, once Ashina Ayi finds out, he will definitely be beaten to death.

And now she knew this huge secret. If she didn't do it, she would have offended Concubine Shu. With Concubine Shu's wolf-like methods, how could she survive?

Thinking of this huge palace city, with its layers of buildings, but no place for shelter, He Lianrong felt that he was really a sheep in the tiger's mouth. Apart from fighting with his life to keep a chance of survival, he could only sit back and wait for death.

Thinking of this, He Lianrong fell on the ground in despair, his face blurred by tears. He could only try to suppress his trembling, and kept kowtowing: "Slave, I am willing to do it, and I beg you to save my life. I don't want to."

Death, I really don’t want to die—"

Seeing this scene, Concubine Shu smiled sweetly, leaned down slowly, and gently supported He Lianrong with her hands. Her eyes were as warm as spring, and her words were like a soothing curse.

"Don't worry, as long as you do well, I will protect your life."

Looking at the trembling figure at her feet, Concubine Shu's smile became more and more contented.

She knew very well how deep the relationship between the emperor and the empress was as husband and wife in the past few years. Now Empress Yang was a mother who had lost two sons. Once she found out that this matter was actually planned by the person next to her for many years, it would be so heartbreaking.

, I’m afraid not many people in this world can bear it.

No matter life or death, the only thing between Empress Yang and Emperor Yuan Cheng is hatred, no matter how merciless love is, if the emperor knows that Ashina Ayi did this, what good can he do to her?

In the end, the queen died, and no one could reconcile the hatred between Emperor Yuan Cheng and the Yang family. As for Ashina Ayi, as a disruptor, Emperor Yuan Cheng would never let go easily.

Soon after Aye eradicates the Yang family and the Li family, and when she gives birth to the child in her belly, who else will have the position of mother in the world besides her?

She believed that Emperor Yuan Cheng would never let a woman who had killed his wife, had evil intentions, and stirred up trouble in the water to sit in the position where Empress Yang once sat.
Chapter completed!