"When I was a child, I was still young, but I almost lost my life, and that was not good. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Cui Guifei said lightly, as for what is not good, the two of them know it in their hearts.

It's nothing more than a body that can't help it.

Cui Guifei's situation was different from Fu Minghua's at that time, before Emperor Jia'an ascended the throne, there were not many women in the courtyard, just a Cui Guifei, a queen who had died a long time ago.

Later, there was an additional Guo concubine, and a Rong outside.

But that's it, the family behind Cui Guifei, as well as herself, are urging her to give birth to an heir as soon as possible and gain a firm foothold.

At that time, the queen was afraid of her background, and she had calculated her several times, and she also carried the maid ring around her to compete for favor, but unfortunately in the end she did not have the heart of Emperor Jia'an.

"A plot is also in vain."

Cui Guifei talked about the Holy Empress Su Mingshun who died early, and her eyes showed a look of sarcasm.

Fu Minghua rarely heard Cui Guifei mention the deceased queen, but at this time, Cui Guifei said a few words, and then changed the topic:

"Your body is good, but don't be eager." Women giving birth to children are like stepping into the ghost gate, "You are still young, and chasing your child is busy at this time, and it is good to be late." ”

Fu Minghua endured his shame and responded.

Saying this, Cui Guifei frowned:

"Where's Chase?"

When it came to business, both of them looked the same, and Fu Minghua said:

"After the prince returned to the house yesterday, he went out in the evening, and he has not returned in the morning."

Cui Guifei's face showed a look of worry.

"I just hope that things will work out." Fu Minghua comforted her: "It will be." ”

"Yesterday I posted a post asking Bao'er to come over."

Cui Guifei is so smart, as soon as she heard her say this, she understood what she meant, and sat up straight: "You mean, make the Yin family bow their heads and be soft?" ”

Fu Minghua nodded, and repeated what he said to Yan Chai yesterday to Cui Guifei.

Since Yan Chai didn't stop her at that time, it was obvious that Emperor Jia'an asked him to fill in this batch of weapons that had caused the accident.

Cui Guifei's eyes flashed: "But Bao'er didn't come with Danyang yesterday." ”

The two exchanged glances, and Cui Guifei sighed: "Yin family." ”

Fu Minghua's eyes fell on the back of his hand in front of his abdomen, and he didn't answer.

When I left the palace, I happened to meet Concubine Rong's chariot on the road, and she asked people to avoid the side, but before Concubine Rong arrived, the fragrant wind came.

The veil hung from the chair she sat on, shielding her from the wind and snow outside.

Seeing that Jinggu sent Fu Minghua out, she hooked her lips and sneered, before leaning back on the chair, squinting her eyes, and quickly passed in front of Fu Minghua.

Recently, Concubine Rong has returned to favor, looking at this posture, she is more arrogant than when she was favored.

Jing Gu whispered: "Is there a way for the princess?" ”

Fu Minghua smiled and watched Concubine Rong leave, but did not answer Aunt Jing's words.

At this time, it is not appropriate to have a hard encounter with Concubine Rong, but like her, she will hit the east and the west.

Yan Xin's accident naturally hit Concubine Rong's arrogance.

She had something in her heart, and when she returned home, she heard the next person reply that King Qin had returned, Fu Minghua thought about it and instructed Biqing:

"Let the kitchen bring some ready-made things, and you will personally send them to the prince's study."

Biqing answered, and when she arrived at the academy, the waiter said that the prince was busy.

She put the bowl, and when she went back, in order to be greedy, she looked for the other side of the pavilion door of Hanhong Courtyard and went back, this side of the location is remote, and you can go around the east pavilion through the backyard door, and then turn into the inner courtyard.

Rows of pomegranates were planted under this corridor, and the location of the corridor happened to be next to the high pomegranate treetops, and as Biqing passed, a few wisps of leaves penetrated through the wooden fence and penetrated into the porch, mischievously hooking the hem of her skirt.

It's just that for some reason, on weekdays, there are servants here to sprinkle and sweep, but today I haven't even seen the shadow of half of the person.

She walked this road twice, and knew that there was a row of houses behind the pomegranate bushes, as if she had not entered the flowers.

From the corner of the verandah, not far from the house, there are panes of blue bricks above the wall, and you can see inside.

No one has been here before.

Today is also sent by the ghosts, Biqing turned her head to take a look.

On weekdays, there is never a lamp there, but today it is lit, flashing and flashing.

She poked her head out, and through the pane, she saw rows of torture racks inside, several stoves burned, and several grim-faced men with thick cloths wrapped around their hands, and iron tongs between each end of the finger-thin iron chains.

And in the middle of the chain fell into the fire, burning red.

Yan Chai, who said that he was busy before, held a long black whip in his hand, and looked calmly at the man who was not far away with his mouth full of blood, his expression was distorted, and he was already angry.

The man's expression was hideous, his clothes were all removed, and he was tied up with heavy bamboo blocks, and several men in black clothes were controlling the bamboo blocks with cold expressions, grinding on him.

Every time the uneven bamboo slips moved, blood foam mixed with minced meat flew sideways.

Yan Chai smiled, and that gaze made people shudder.

Seeing this, Bi Qing gasped, grabbed the wooden fence with his hand, and his fingertips were a little white.

She tried to turn her head away, but she couldn't pull out, the people in the room moved faster, and there was already blood on the ground, and the blood stained the bamboo red.

The man's body is tightly wrapped in a bamboo block, like a brush that has been sharpened to a slender degree.

His face was distorted and hideous, and under the huge pain, he gritted his teeth and his facial features were twisted and deformed.

The man couldn't cry out in pain, Yan chased the corners of his mouth, but the next moment he turned his head around, his eyes were like an eagle, and he accurately caught Biqing's peeping gaze.

Biqing's legs were weak, and she sat on the ground with her buttocks, and when she came back to her senses for a while, her arms were still shaking badly.

She bit her lip tightly, only to feel that her heart was beating extremely fast, her mind was blank at this moment, and her instinct was just to run towards the road she came, all the way to Fu Minghua's courtyard.

Yan Chai's eyes were really terrifying, and the people who met her on the road looked at her as if she had seen a ghost in the blue sky and daytime, and the three souls and seven spirits had left her body, and before she had time to ask, Biqing ran away.

When he returned to the house, Fu Minghua had already put his hair back in a bun and changed into a light soft robe.

Mama Jiang came over and asked her what she said, but she ignored it and rushed towards Fu Minghua.

"This girl ......"

Before she finished speaking, Bi Qing rushed to Fu Minghua, hugged her legs and trembled, and the tears that she had endured for a long time poured out.

Fu Minghua was hit by her and leaned slightly, Mama Jiang raised her eyebrows, and was about to speak, but Fu Minghua felt that Biqing's body couldn't help trembling, as if she was greatly frightened.

"What's wrong?" (To be continued.) )