Yuan Qingling shook her head and said, "I'll stay here and give her a ride instead of Lao Wu."
Gu Si nodded, "That's good, so there won't be no one around."
Outside the palace, a palace official took down a red lantern, and darkness suddenly swept over. Yuan Qingling stretched out her hand to hold the column and almost fainted.
Gu Si walked past her, and she seemed to hear Yu Wenling's cry, as if she saw Lao Wu's sad eyes, and her heart suddenly felt painful.
Her whole body was so weak that she had no strength at all. If a palace maid hadn't come over to support her, she would have almost fallen to the ground.
When Concubine Xian saw Gu Si coming in, her eyes broke with fear, and she shouted excitedly, "I want to see the prince, I want to see the emperor, I want to see the queen mother..."
Gu Si said: "My dear, please choose one!"
"No, it's not yet fifteen, it's not the princess' wedding yet... The princess cannot get married during her mother's death. This marriage is cursed, so don't come!" Concubine Xian's voice was so shrill that it seemed to fly up into the night sky.
The night owl that passed by had an aura of despair.
Mu Rugong said: "My dear concubine, don't worry. The princess has recognized the imperial concubine as her mother. Naturally, she will have her mother's blessing when she gets married. This is a great marriage. The princess will be happy. Please go on your journey with peace of mind."
Yuan Qingling slowly walked back to the palace, nestled next to the curtain, and watched Concubine Xian excitedly knocking over the wooden tray placed next to her. The poisoned wine was scattered on the floor, and the dagger also fell to the ground with a clang, except for the white stripe.
Ling was blown by the wind and rolled up on her knees. She stretched out her hands to push it away, with a look of fear on her face and screamed at the top of her lungs.
Eunuch Mu Ru immediately said: "Since your Majesty has chosen Bai Ling, I will help you!"
He raised the white silk, and saw that the white silk swam up like a snake, passed through the beams and hung down. Eunuch Mu Ru tied a knot behind it, like a concubine's neck.
Concubine Xian frantically pulled on Bai Ling and cried, "Yu Wenhao, come quickly, the concubine is going to be killed by them, come quickly, save the concubine, the concubine doesn't want to die...
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Gu Si used a dagger to cut off the restraints on her body. Eunuch Mu Ru pulled Bai Ling with his hand, and Bai Ling lifted Xian Fei up.
Her feet had just become free, and now they were kicking around in the air.
Yuan Qingling slowly knelt down and said hollowly: "Yuan Qingling, on behalf of Yu Wenhao, pays homage to my mother and concubine, and asks her to rest in peace!"
Two lines of tears fell on her face. She lowered her eyes, not daring to look at the feet kicking in the air. The embroidered shoes were kicked off and fell in front of her. She saw the exquisite embroidery on the embroidered shoes, which seemed to depict a plant.
Dancing orchids.
The roaring and crying had disappeared, and all she could hear was the gurgling sound in her throat. She didn't dare to raise her head and looked up. She only felt that her whole body was cold and weak, and she almost fainted.
It seemed like she remembered the time when she was in prison in the palace and saw the young palace concubine die in front of her. The arrival of life was full of miracles, but the disappearance of human life was such a child's play.
I don't know how long it took, but Concubine Xian was untied and placed on the Arhat bed. Gu Si and Eunuch Mu Ru treated the body of Concubine Xian politely for Yu Wenhao's sake.
Yuan Qingling knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to her as a filial piety to Yu Wenhao and the triplets.
Yu Wenhao was sitting in the Qiankun Palace waiting. Suddenly he seemed to hear his mother and concubine's cry for help, and he finally couldn't help but ran out.
He ran all the way to Qingyu Palace and saw Yuan Qingling being helped out by the palace maids, while Gu Si and Eunuch Mu Ru were following behind. His footsteps suddenly stopped and he looked hastily into the palace.
Now there is only one candle lighting the hall, the light is dim and nothing can be seen.
His breathing was very rapid, almost like crying. Sweat fell from his forehead, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or tears that fell from his eyes. He slowly knelt down.
His heart was empty, as if his life had suddenly disappeared. There was a whistling wind in his ears. He raised his head and saw Yuan Qing staggering over. He subconsciously reached out to support him, but his body went limp.
Just fall back.
He hit a sharp stone on the back of his head. He felt some pain, so he reached out and touched it, and his hand was covered with blood.