"Yes, yes......" Ning Xin'er replied repeatedly, eager to leave this ghostly orange practice palace. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Then, the concubine body will not hinder the queen's mother Zhang Luo's burial, and the orange concubine's sister should also be buried in the ground. ”

Turning around and hurrying out of the palace gate, he kicked the medicine jar resting on the ground, and the black charcoal-like dregs were scattered all over the place.

Nanyue's expression became even more cold when she heard this.

Ning Xin'er ordered Ju'er to clean up in a panic, pulled the maid out of the palace gate, and returned to the palace with a burst of retching.

"Niangniang, Niangniang, what's wrong with you?" Ju'er diligently patted Ning Xin'er's back.

"It's, it's scary. His face was pale and pale like a ghost. Is it like this when people die?"

"Niangniang, that has nothing to do with us, Niangniang drank saliva and suppressed the shock. ”

Ning Xin'er swallowed the water, breathed a long sigh of relief, and gradually eased her emotions.

When the mood was settled, he suddenly remembered something, and suddenly said to the maid:

"Ju'er, you go back and see what the people from the Orange Lian Palace have done with the jar of medicine residue that I just kicked over. Even if you throw it away, you must find a way to pick up some leftovers and bring it back. ”

"Mother, what do you want to do?"

"You don't care, go quickly, it's too late. ”

Ju'er trotted all the way to the back wall of the Orange Lian Palace, and happened to see Nanyue escorting the official funeral out of the palace with a group of people.

Coincidentally, the palace maid inside came out with the utensils used before and a pile of filth. It happened to be the medicine jar in it.

Ju'er smiled and said: "This sister, the orange concubine has just died, these days, but it's going to be hard for my sister, I'll help my sister carry some." ”

The palace maid was just overwhelmed, so she handed over the medicine jar and a dustpan of used charcoal ash to Ju'er.

"But no, the worst thing is that as soon as the orange concubine leaves, we don't know where to take root......"

Ju'er echoed a few words, and the two walked away with a smile.

The procession has arrived in Nanfu.

Du Wanruo was bumped all the way and worked hard, and was carried to the main hall of the Nanjia family with a whirling red head.

Nan Aotian and Feng Yanji sat upright.

The bridegroom walks out of the side of the house.

Du Wanruo saw the moving black boots from under the hijab. The fine texture of the new cloth is new and shiny.

It was as if my heart was jumping out of my throat.

Is she finally, finally going to marry this person?

Nan Qingyun was as handsome as usual, but his face was pale and he was much thinner.

Nan Aotian saw his son come to the church to marry as he expected, and put down a big stone in his heart. This son, no matter how much he resists in his heart, will not do anything truly disobedient in the end.

Feng Yanjian had no joy on his face, and looked at Nan Qingyun worriedly.

The emcee's high-pitched voice sounded.

"When the newcomer arrives, worship heaven and earth. ”

The tie knot was forced into the hands of the main mother-in-law. Nan Qingyun felt that it was not him who was holding the red silk, but the red silk that was holding him. His eyes were as scarlet as phantoms, and together with the people in the room, he weaved a large net that was so dense and inescapable that he couldn't breathe.

The footsteps mechanically turned to the doorway in the direction of the skylight. Bend down and bow down.

"Two worship high halls. ”

Turning around, Du Wanruo clenched the tie knot tightly, and Nan Qingyun had no expression on his face.

Feng Yanji's face became more and more uneasy.

"Husband and wife worship each other. ”

The red hijab lowered his head and touched the new crown made of Nanqingyun gold. The corners of the mouth of the person under the hijab are as sweet as honey.

"Reesung—"

Du Wanruo came to the back house surrounded by a group of maids and women, and the embroidered shoes entered the threshold of the new house.

Du Wanru was dizzy with red in her eyes and immersed in her own world.

The vivid red color slowly fades into a dull color.

Until the red cloth texture does not penetrate the slightest light.

It was completely dark.

At this time, the bride who was so happy to forget about it all over the world realized that something was wrong.

What about the groom?

What about Zhong Luo?

Didn't her father tell her that she was about to marry the little county king and become the princess of the Zhong Palace?

What about people?

What about Brother Luo?

A sense of panic swept over as darkness descended.

The uneasiness that had been prevaricated by herself during the day for various reasons scratched at her heart again.

This marriage feels a little different. But it was clear that everything was logical.

Wait. A man always needs to socialize outside, and he may be drunk by the guests.

Yes, don't rush, wait.

The onion fingers scratched at the sheets under him, and waited quietly, waiting......

***

There are always some alert eyes in the night sky that are awake. For example, the royal mausoleum outside the palace. There are eyes hidden in the grass, watching a line of plain-clothed people leading the coffin of the orange concubine and walking on the desolate path. Nanyue walked in the center of the front, sprinkling dark paper.

The pale pieces of paper with round holes fell to the ground one after another, because they were too light and were swept up by the wind in the wilderness, and they just landed and flew up with a whirl. Dance in the light of the sky.

The first spade of loess fell, and the powder slid from the edge of the pit into the pit, raising a thin puff of dust and smoke on the top of the coffin.

The loess fell one shovel after another, gradually covering the tail of the coffin.

The head of the coffin was also covered. Here and there, everything was covered with soil, and the coffin body was mottled and exposed.

Finally, the last mottle was gone. Xiang Xiaoyu died in such an instant.

"Master, my subordinates saw it with their own eyes and buried it. It is indeed the orange concubine inside. ”

Wan Yanmin's deep eyes closed tightly, and he clenched the ink jade wrench in his hand under his eyelashes.

"Has Shui Wuqing explained the matter of the Internal Affairs Office and the training ground clearly?"

"The affairs of the Ministry of Internal Affairs have always been carefully manipulated, and the ledgers have also passed through his hands. Lord Shui was used as a gun. He just let the water and let the inferior wood into the training ground and the Shenji Battalion. He was also kept in the dark as to where the real timber went, and what kind of use the palace's annual repair materials were to. ”

"As I expected, Shui Wuqing has no disagreement with the court and me, but it's a pity that this person is insatiable and is blinded by too much rice fat fish ointment. ”

"Master, judging from the situation of the palace banquet that day, the real mastermind is more like Helian Tuo, and even Yelu Mingxiu is just a springboard. It's just that this time Niangniang found a flaw in the ledger, and Helian Tuo's move was ruined. ”

"Hmph, but I can't keep him open at any time. Since his father's return to heaven, Xi Qi has been eyeing him. Helian Tuo has a big heart. ”

"Passing on my will, the military department Shangshu Shui Wuqing has fully explained the original situation, with a sincere attitude, remembering the pain of his daughter's loss, reducing it as appropriate, and reinstating the official. Withhold the three months, confiscate private houses in the suburbs of the city, and thousands of acres of land. The military power in the training ground was separated, and Su and he were supplemented. ”

"Yes. ”

"About the violent death of Concubine Orange, choose a suitable time to tell Shui Wuqing, inform the Criminal Department, and release her from prison at the right time.

Wan Yan Min's eyebrows were deeply locked, Nanyue asked a good question that day, and Shui Yingcheng had become a victim. She is innocent, from the time she entered the palace to the time she died.

It's just that even if Shui Wuqing had no two hearts before he was imprisoned, he will definitely not be the same Shui Wuqing before he is released from prison and learns the truth. (To be continued.) )