The concubine ordered: Concubine Ning is domineering and treasonous. She damaged the dragon's body, and planned and planned to take the life of the imperial concubine, and almost harmed the emperor's heir. All the crimes cannot be denied. The concubine is kind, and she cares about the dignity of Duke Ning's family.
Give me a glass of poisonous wine and ask Concubine Ning to take it immediately.
Concubine Ning sat at the table blankly.
This Yongfu Palace is really cold.
It was dark outside and nothing could be seen clearly, and the people in the palace had disappeared without a trace. They must have escaped from the Yongfu Palace through the door and scattered everywhere.
It’s really desolate. Haha.
Two unfamiliar little eunuchs came forward with purple wood trays, and one of them took a cup and handed it to her, "My queen, please obey the imperial concubine's order and take the poisonous wine immediately."
Concubine Ning shrank back, her dilated pupils filled with confusion.
No, don't drink, she won't drink! She can't die, she doesn't want to die! Does she still want to live well and watch the little prince grow up with her own eyes?
No, no. The imperial doctor said that the little prince was dead. She had lost the little prince and would never see him again. She fell down at the table in confusion and pain and kept sobbing.
The two young eunuchs on the left and right winked at each other, one stepped forward and grabbed Concubine Ning's hair, and the other poured the poisoned wine into her mouth, and said with a smile, "I'm waiting to send you off to Concubine Ning."
The wine glass clattered to the ground.
Concubine Ning slumped on the table. She stretched out her hand to grab something, but couldn't.
His eyes were wide open in shock, staring straight ahead.
Those eyes did not close even after death.
In a daze, Qin'er saw the figure on the roof beam, whirling back and forth in the wind, and how pale and weak her thin and weakened shoulders were.
The noble man went with the Queen Mother, and the emperor asked for a grand burial. Finally, he couldn't bear the thought of being a widow for decades to come. He didn't think about it for a moment, and went with Xuanliang. But it was a kind of relief, and he would gain a lot after his death.
A filial name is considered worthy of death.
One scene after another.
It's like a movie shot frozen.
Black and white emerged in a blur of colors.
Yang Cairen's death, Mingzhu's death, Queen Mother's death, Concubine Ning's death, Li Guiren's death, all kinds of deaths were entangled in her brain like poison.
She knew that day that Li Guiren would seek death, but she saw through it but didn't stop him. Why?
She exclaimed and was awakened by a terrible nightmare. She straightened up and her head was covered with sweat.
"Qin'er, what's wrong?" The emperor was also awakened by her and propped himself up to sit up.
She hurriedly lay down again, stretched out her hands to cover him with the quilt, whimpered "Your Majesty, Your Majesty," and hid in his arms, hugging his waist tightly and holding on tight.
"Well, it's okay." He reached out and hugged her, brushing her little head with his fingers, "Are you scared by what happened in the past few days? It doesn't matter, all this has passed, and I will never let you have it again.
No matter what, I will never let you see these terrible things again. Be good, come here."
She shook her head in his arms, shrank even tighter, put her small hands against his jade-like forehead, suddenly raised her head, and kissed him heavily on the mouth. After just a second, she shrank back again, like a turtle.
It was as if she wanted to hold her in his arms.
It turned out that she was a jealous little woman from the beginning to the end, and she wanted to have him completely to herself.
His love, his goodness, everything about him belongs to her and no one else is allowed to share it.
She thinks she will get retribution in the future.
She will be tolerated by heaven and earth.
Then it drilled into his chest, and the little head was buried in so hard that the little face was almost buried in his body, and he couldn't breathe.
He laughed dumbly, stretched out his arms to hug her tightly, lowered his head to rub her ears and temples, and asked softly, "What's the matter? Qin'er Qin'er, uh, raise your head, be good, baby."
Lips and lips touched each other softly, softly, and a kind of heart palpitations flowed through their limbs.
He coaxed her to open her mouth, and put the tip of his tongue against the shell teeth. When he pushed it in, she found a piece of tender fragrance, with honey flowing across it, and a faint moan floated feebly out of her mouth.
Chu Shen could hardly hold back, gasping for breath, he left her mouth, covered it, and pressed her deeply into his chest.
It took a while before the two of them stopped feeling hot and trembling, and their hair was wet with sweat.
He let out a long sigh and couldn't help but joke, "If this continues, sooner or later I will die of lust."
"You are not allowed to talk nonsense." Qin'er raised her delicate little hand and blocked his mouth.
Those big eyes that were shining brightly in the dark night glowed red with grievance.
Thinking of his poisoning in the afternoon, if it hadn't been discovered in time, the consequences would have been disastrous. Seeing his pale handsome face suddenly lose color, she felt like there was a big hole in her heart, and the cold wind was pouring in, making her feel very uncomfortable.
"Okay, I'm talking nonsense, don't worry, I'm fine." He stretched out his hand to rub her little hand, and placed a heavy kiss on her fair forehead, "I want to be with Qin'er for the rest of my life, so how can I give it up?
Going so early..."
"You are not allowed to say that word." She covered his mouth angrily.
He smiled, pulled it down, and pecked her on the lips, "Little rascal."
"The imperial doctor said that the remaining poison in your body has not been cleared away, and it is best to rest for the past two days. Do you still want to go to court tomorrow?" She stretched out her soft thin arms and circled his neck, pouting her little mouth to express her dissatisfaction.
"No, I'll let Brother Xuan do it for a few more days." He lowered his head, pressed a deep kiss on the top of her head, and smiled happily, "Tomorrow, how about I sleep with you until you wake up naturally.
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Qin'er smiled, raised her watery eyes, and nodded her head heavily.
Chu Shen retracted his arms, hugged her tightly, blew his hot breath into her ears, and endured helplessly, "Go to sleep, you will see me when you open your eyes tomorrow."
"Yes." Qin'er fell asleep happily.
She is a very good sleeper. As long as she wants to, she can sleep anywhere and in any environment.
The poor emperor was holding this soft, numb and fragrant body. He could see that he couldn't eat anything, and his endless reveries were engraved in his bones. He was alone there eating mushrooms to satisfy his addiction. After tossing and turning for most of the night, he finally couldn't sleep, so he simply got up with his clothes on.
He reached out and touched Qin'er's sleeping face, smiled silently, turned around and walked out of the door quietly.
Taking advantage of the starlight at night, we walked around the Imperial Garden three or four times.
A man performed an excellent light skill and passed by the guards on duty without anyone noticing.
Settled at the entrance of Yanning Palace.
With a faint smile on his lips, Chu Shen quietly walked into the abandoned palace with his hands behind his back.
After the fall of the Li family.
Even the Yanning Palace has become dilapidated.
The originally bright lintel now looked crooked and dilapidated.
After a slight noise, a voice came from behind the curtain, "Who?"