[69 Book Bar - www.] Ling Yue stood there looking at the pots of butterflies thoughtfully for a while, and then went to knock on the door.
After a while, there was movement inside the house. The door opened and it was Princess Yiyang's maid Xiaolan.
"Slave Xiaolan has met Princess Taiping..."
"Well, get up. Is your master at home?" Ling Yue said in a gentle tone. She had always had a good impression of Xiaolan, and she had never been in the habit of putting on airs.
"My master has just fallen asleep. I wonder if Princess Taiping has anything to say to my master. I can tell you this for you."
"Oh, since I'm resting, forget it, I'll just come back another day." Ling Yue Bu said calmly.
"What are you doing here?" At this moment, a cold voice came from the house.
Ling Yue took a look and saw that Princess Yiyang was wearing a pink dress in the room, looking at her with extremely indifferent eyes.
"I have something to tell you." Since Ling Yue found out about her, her hatred for her has become less and less.
Princess Yiyang did not answer immediately. She stood there and thought for a moment before replying, "Okay."
Entering her room, Ling Yue's mood became even heavier, because she found that except for some daily necessities, there were not many decorations in the room, and there was only one cheap vase.
As a princess of the Tang Dynasty, her life was so miserable, and all of this was just because she fell out of favor.
"Are you surprised that I came back safely?" Ling Yue got straight to the point.
"I can only blame those servants for their inability to do things well. It's useless to keep them." Princess Yiyang said with hatred on her face.
"You want to kill them and silence them? Because you have already killed enough people, and your hands are already stained with the blood of many people. Are you still indifferent?"
"They didn't die because of me, but because of you."
"Why? I have no enmity with them and we are strangers. How could they die because of me? Wake up, sister Yiyang." Ling Yue advised.
"Don't call me sister, I don't need a sister."
"Sister Yiyang..."
"If my mother had not been relegated to the cold palace, do you think you could still be proud? Do you think you could still live happily every day? If my mother had not fallen out of favor and been killed, you should be the one living here instead of
I."
"Why do you put all the blame on me? Your mother's fall from grace has nothing to do with me."
"Hmph, stop pretending to be confused here. If it weren't for Wu Zhao, my queen mother would not have fallen out of favor at all, and she would not have died so tragically. Do you know? I didn't even see my mother for the last time, and she just
He was ordered to be executed, and the person who ordered it was your mother, Wu Zhao."
Ling Yue's mind buzzed, as if she was shocked by thunder.
"You...you said it was my mother who ordered the execution of your mother?"
Anger and sadness intertwined in Princess Yiyang's eyes. From Ling Yue's perspective, she felt so helpless and lonely at this moment. Ling Yue stood there, her mind already in chaos. She didn't know what she should do at this moment.
say something.
If it was really her mother who ordered Concubine Xiao Shu to be executed, then it would be natural for her to resent herself.
"I...I don't know what to say, but I really don't know about this matter, and no one has ever told me about it. I would like to apologize to you on behalf of my mother. The mistake she made may be irreparable, but you
He almost killed me, so I’m considered dead once, so even if it’s even, your mother’s spirit in heaven also wants you to live a good life, doesn’t it?”