Piaoxu sat blankly in the pavilion, thinking about what Prince Ning said to her, her brows furrowed unconsciously.
"Is it really the Queen Mother who killed Concubine Xiang?" Piaoxu said to herself. To be honest, she didn't believe that the Queen Mother would do this. However, she also believed that it was impossible for Concubine Xiang to turn into a butterfly and fly away. This was ridiculous.
It made her feel distressed.
Piaoxu stroked the guqin beside her, and remembered Ji Xiaolan's "Ode to the Incense Tomb" which she once wrote for Qianlong's Xiangfei. She suddenly laughed, plucked the strings gently, opened her lips slightly, and sang with a calm face.
"The vast sorrow, the vast calamity, the short song ends, the bright moon is missing, the city is gloomy, there will eventually be green blood, the green will sometimes be exhausted, the blood will also sometimes disappear, a wisp of fragrant soul will never be cut off, yes, no, I wish to turn into a butterfly."
"Wish to turn into a butterfly? Xiang Fei, your spirit in heaven, can you tell me what is going on?" Piaoxu frowned in annoyance.
"Hey, what are you talking to yourself about?" Song Ling'er gently patted Piaoxu's back and sat down in front of her.
"Sister Ling'er, are you here?" Piaoxu said weakly.
"What's the matter, are you thinking about the emperor?" Song Ling'er teased.
Piaoxu shook her head with a wry smile, "What can I do if I miss him? I was the one who gave up on him in the first place."
"By the way, the song you just sang was very nice, but it was a bit sad."
"This song is called "Xiangzuka Yin"."
""Ode to the Incense Tomb"? Did you write it to Empress Xiang Fei?"
"Really?" Piaoxu said vaguely. This song was written about Xiang Fei, but it was not written by her. It was not written for Xiang Fei of the Lieyan Dynasty.
"The green is sometimes exhausted, the blood is also sometimes extinguished, and a ray of fragrant soul is never cut off. This sentence is really well written, but... only the Queen Mother knows whether Xiang Fei really wants to turn into a butterfly or is harmed by others." Song Ling'er.
There was a trace of hatred in his eyes.
"Sister Ling'er, have you met the Queen Mother?"
"It seems that your amnesia is really complete. I am the adopted daughter of Empress Xiang, and I have played with you, the prince, and the emperor since I was a child. In my impression, the queen mother does not look like a bad woman, but she killed her mother and concubine.
." When Song Ling'er said this, she couldn't help but feel sad.
"Is there any misunderstanding?"
"I also hope it's a misunderstanding, but the mother-in-law disappeared from her Yongshou Palace. How could she explain it? Did she really turn into a butterfly?" Song Ling'er sneered: "Even if it were you, you wouldn't believe it, would you?"
"I..." Piaoxu couldn't answer for a while. Of course she didn't believe that it was so ridiculous that Xiang Fei turned into a butterfly. However, if she really wanted her to admit that it was the Queen Mother who killed her, she couldn't do it.
"Yuqing, you love the emperor, so you will speak for his mother, but I love the prince and my mother and concubine. The reason why I don't oppose the prince's rebellion is because I want to seek justice for the prince and my mother and concubine." Song Ling'er said.
At this point, slightly clenched your fists.
Hearing what Song Ling'er said, she stood up from the stool angrily, "No matter what the reason for your rebellion, Yang He is innocent. Have you ever thought that he almost died due to your hatred?"
"So what? It was because of his imperial edict that my mother's death could not be rectified." Prince Ning walked into the pavilion expressionlessly.
"Maybe... maybe Xiang Fei, she really... really turned into a butterfly and flew away." Piaoxu said this without any confidence.
"Wait until you believe this, then talk about it." Prince Ning angrily pulled Song Ling'er away from the pavilion.
Piaoxu sat down feebly, banging her head in frustration, "What should we do?"