Chapter 120: Cold Palace

Xia Nishang's will to be beaten into the cold palace soon came down.

The palace was full of uproar, and everyone didn't know what was going on, and the queen was deposed.

"Mother." Ran Tian and Er Lan both had anxious faces, and they couldn't cry. The cold night Chenlin in Fanxi's arms seemed to be infected with sad emotions, and she kept crying in her arms.

Xia Nishang's heart tightened, and she took her son over and coaxed him softly.

"Don't be afraid, this palace will be fine." Xia Nishang's expression was very calm, perhaps, since last night, she had guessed that there would be such a day. It's just that I didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

"Niangniang, the slave maid went to beg the emperor, it was all done by the slave maid, and the emperor will definitely not blame the mother again." Erlan fell to her knees and refused to get up.

"What nonsense." Xia Nishang looked at her with disgust. "This matter, this palace will not admit it, and none of you are allowed to admit it!"

If you don't do it yourself, why admit it. Xia Nishang is not so stupid, since Leng Yexuan must have made up his mind to pay attention, if Er Lan goes to "confess", it will only be two people who will be punished together.

"Niangniang, Zhen and Chang Di Ji are here." A little maid ran in from outside.

"Sister." Xia Nishang stood up with Chen Lin in her arms, and walked in when she saw the cold night and the moon, but her face was very bad...... One. Root. Read. Novel xstxt "Sister, sister can't save you, I'm sorry." The cold night Yuewu held Xia Nishang's hand, full of amazement.

"Sister, I'm fine." Xia Nishang shook her head gently. "Sister, I don't believe in these two children, I can only believe in my sister, as well as Ran Tian, Er Lan, and Fanxi, I hope my sister can help me take good care of them."

Xia Nishang knew that the possibility of coming out of the cold palace this time was extremely low. If she can't, then the only person she can rest assured about is the cold night and the moon.

"Mother, mother, I want to be with you, I don't want to go." Emperor Yun Xi on the side also cried.

As soon as she woke up, she heard that her father had deposed the queen mother as queen and was going to send her mother into the cold palace.

"Wan'er, follow your aunt and take good care of your brother." Xia Nishang stretched out her hand and touched her daughter's face.

In the future, I don't know if I will have the opportunity to meet again.

"The Queen Mother." Yun Xun looked sad, hugged Xia Nishang's waist, and refused to let go.

"Sister, I left some things and handed them over to Ran Tian." Xia Nishang calmly looked at the face of the cold night moon.

Leng Ye Yuewu looked at Xia Nisheng, not knowing what to say, just nodded lightly and told her that she knew.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of them."

"With my sister's words, I'm relieved." Xia Nishang smiled, but it was so bitter. "The three of you, you will follow the eldest emperor in the future, you must be like this palace, you know?"

Ran Tian, Er Lan and Fan Xi were already sobbing on the side, feeling very sad, but they had to nod their heads.

"Mother, it's not early, you see?" Xia Xing on the side was really unable to do it, but Leng Yexuan had to do what he had to do.

"In the future, I will bother my father-in-law." Xia Nishang looked at everyone, and put Leng Ye Chenlin, who had been crying, in Leng Ye Yuewu's arms, and then tidied up her clothes and walked towards the door.

Behind him, he was already crying, and even the cold night Yuewu was covering his lips, but the sad voice still leaked out uncontrollably.

Xia Nishang didn't look back, she knew that she couldn't affect the cold night and moon now, and she couldn't affect the pair of children.

The cold palace is in the northernmost part of the palace, far away from the Qifeng Palace. Xia Nishang has now been demoted to a concubine, so naturally she can't sit in a sedan chair. Along the way, I passed through many palaces and saw a lot of people.

Those people, either mocking, or calmly looking at Xia Nishang, sighed in their hearts.

It took an hour to walk until I arrived at the door of the cold palace.

Xia Nishang raised her head and looked at the three big words "Cherish Tears Palace" on it, and a shallow smile rose at the corner of her mouth.

Here it is again, I didn't expect that I didn't escape the fate of my previous life in this life after all.

"Niangniang, the previous Su clan is also here, Niangniang be careful." Xia Xing instructed carefully, and heard that the Su clan had already shown some signs of madness. But it's no wonder that in this cold palace, there are a few people who can keep their hearts.

Xia Nishang bowed slightly, thanking Xia Xing for his kindness. I was just about to step in, but I heard a "wait" behind me.

Looking back, it was Erlan. Because I was in a hurry, my face was covered with sweat.

"Why are you here?" Xia Nishang frowned.

"Niangniang, the slave maid can't let you go to the cold palace alone, there are many people around the eldest emperor, there are Ran Tian and Sister Fanxi, and the emperor and the five princes are fine." Er Lan squatted down and gasped for breath before he spoke. "The slave is with you!"

Xia Nishang looked at Er Lan, behind her, there was still a burden on her back, which seemed to have been prepared a long time ago. Her eyes were full of determination. Xia Nishang shook her head and said slowly.

"That's it, since you don't feel bitter, let's stay."

"Xie Niangniang." Er Lan was originally a little worried, for fear that Xia Nishang would drive her out, but when she said this, she showed a smile.

"Mother and girl, be careful." Xia Xing made a gesture and bowed his head at Xia Ni's clothes. "The minions are gone."

Xia Nishang sighed, and then stepped forward with Er Lan to push open the door of the Palace of Tears.

The Palace of Tears is still the same as the previous life, bleak and desolate, because it is an autumn and winter day, the grass and trees are withered and yellow, and there are wilting leaves all around, which makes people feel sad when they look at it.

Xia Nishang took Er Lan's hand and walked forward slowly.

There was no one living in the east hall, and Xia Nishang's master and servant stepped in.

As soon as I entered, I was choked by the musty smell that sneezed straight into my face.

Er Lan stepped forward and pulled the cobwebs off the door, only then did he turn around and help Xia Nisheng's arm.

"Mother, be careful."

Xia Nishang got used to it for a while, and then opened her eyes and looked inside the room.

As in the previous life, it was as if nothing had changed.

On the east side, there is a black lacquered wood stepping bed, but it is dilapidated, the quilts on it are all patches, and the catkins are flying around, which makes people choke.

In the middle is a large round table of sour willow wood, on which is clearly visible to the naked eye, a thick layer of dust, it seems that there has been no one here.

On the table, there are also four teapots, a teapot, which is a powder kiln, but there is a teacup with a small notch on it.

"Niangniang, you sit for a while, and the slave maid will clean up."

Er Lan frowned, picked up the handkerchief in his sleeve, put it on the stool, and blew the ashes again before letting Xia Nishang sit down.

"It's okay, I'm not a anymore." Xia Nishang smiled self-deprecatingly. "In the future, don't call me a mother."

"Yes, master." Er Lan smiled playfully, rolled up his sleeves, and went out to fetch water and clean up the house.

Xia Nishang sat on a stool, looking at the room, but her thoughts flew to her previous life.

At that time, he was framed by Lan Yu for using witchcraft and entered the cold palace, which is the room where he lived.

Xia Nishang stretched out her hand to brush the tabletop, not caring at all about the dust on it, staining her white and tender fingers.

At that time, he was here, and it was here that he lost his life because of the poisonous wine poured by the Queen Mother. At that time, she told herself that if there was an afterlife, she would never let the Queen Mother have a good time.

It's just that now the queen mother is still living in the back and palace, and her revenge has not been avenged, but she has come to this place again. Besides, I don't know if I'll have a chance to go out again.

Xia Nishang's fingers were clenched into fists tightly, her teeth biting the pale pink lip flap, and after a while, traces of blood oozed out. And she herself didn't seem to know.

"Master, let go, master, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as Er Lan walked in, she saw Xia Nisheng's resentment on her face and bit her lip tightly. She hurriedly walked over and hugged Xia Nishang's shoulder.

"It's fine." Xia Nishang came back to her senses and let go of her bloody lips.

"Master, don't scare the slaves." Er Lan was about to cry, and clutched Xia Nishang's sleeve tightly, for fear that she would do something to hurt herself.

Xia Nishang was also a little sad when she saw her like this, so she touched her head and rolled up her sleeves.

"Come on, let's work together." Xia Nishang said softly,

"Master, how can you do such a thing?" Er Lan pulled Xia Ni Shang and didn't let her get it.

"It's okay, let's do it together." Xia Nishang took Er Lan's hand. "We have no distinction between master and servant."

Xia Nishang's eyes were bright, looking at Er Lan, full of smiles.

"Okay."

Er Lan also smiled and took Xia Nishang's hand.

The master and servant first cleaned up the table and wiped all the dust away. Seeing that the room was already much cleaner, he walked to the bed and hugged the broken bedding in his arms.

"Let's sew together."

Now that they have entered the cold palace, where can they be allowed to think about anything. What's more, Xia Nishang is not a pampered master, and it is nothing to do some work.

The master and servant were laughing, sewing and mending, Xia Nishang's embroidery was not good, most of them were made by Er Lan.

The two of them sewed until the lights were bright, and then they stopped.

There was only a small oil lamp in the cold palace, and Er Lan blew it for a long time before it could be lit, and the room suddenly lit up.

"Niangniang, let's eat." After finishing the oil lamp, Er Lan walked to the door, where a large tray was already placed, with two bowls of rice and two plates of side dishes.

One dish is vegetarian stir-fried choy sum, and the other is dry-fried river prawns.

Xia Nishang looked at the things that Er Lan put on the table, sighed slightly, and then picked up the wooden chopsticks and ate them.