By the time Xu Cairen woke up, it was already late at night. "Mother?" She was stunned, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Shun Zhaoyi smiling and asking her how she was.

Shun Zhaoyi asked the maid to take ginseng tea for her to drink, she took a sip, looked at the darkness outside the window and asked, "Niangniang, it's so late, why don't you go back to the palace to rest?" ”

Shun Zhaoyi smiled and said: "You were frightened, plus you were not well from your illness, and you have passed out for so long, I also want to wait for you to wake up and then go back to rest, so feel at ease!" ”

Xu Cairen was moved: "Niangniang is so good to me, how can I go?" ”

"I've said it many times, you and I are rare fellow villagers, why don't you want to go to this kind of thing?"

"Thank you, mother."

Xu Cairen lowered his head slightly, suddenly remembered Chanjuan who committed suicide, and hurriedly said, "By the way, how is Chanjuan?" ”

Shun Zhaoyi immediately sighed, Xu Cairen's heart sank, his throat hurt, and there were two lines of tears on his cheeks: "She, she, is she really dead?" ”

Shun Zhaoyi looked at her, and finally sighed: "Alas, in fact, she is also a rare fierce woman after all. The queen has asked Her Majesty to bury Chanjuan. ”

After speaking, she pressed Xu Cairen's trembling shoulders and said softly: "Don't be sad, she has also hurt you in the end." Besides, Chanjuan was originally wrong again and again, and she fell deeper and deeper. She is right, instead of living alone in this world, living a life that is worse than death at the border, it is better to have a good time and atone for her sins! It's not a good thing for her to do that, you say? ”

Xu Cairen only felt sour in his heart, and muttered: "I, I, alas, I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me." ”

After that, tears rained down.

Shun Zhaoyi frowned and sighed: "Huaiying, you are always so compassionate and compassionate, you have to blame yourself for doing something wrong to others." The way you look, it's no wonder you're bullied. ”

Xu Cairen sighed heavily.

"Okay, Chanjuan's matter is over. From now on, all you have to do is take care of your body and start living a good life again. ”

After thinking about it, she said again, "Didn't Chanjuan recognize you as a sister?" She committed suicide because she felt sorry for you, for herself. I don't think she wants you to languish because of this mistake. In that case, what is the point of Chanjuan's atonement? ”

When Xu Cairen heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then nodded slowly.

She wiped her tears, looked at Shun Zhaoyi seriously and said, "Niangniang, you are right, no matter what you say, I will treat Chanjuan as my sister, and she can't die in vain." Even if it's just to mend the rift between our two families, I'll definitely cheer myself up in the future. ”

"That's good, that's good."

Shun Zhaoyi nodded with satisfaction.

"I'm fine. Mother, go back and rest! I'm sorry to delay you for so long? ”

She raised a relaxed smile as she spoke.

For more than a year, this seems to be her best appearance.

Shun Zhaoyi nodded and instructed her a few words before getting up and leaving.

The palace ladies of Chaoyang Hall have all followed the rules since the four Linghua were executed by Concubine Shu, and Xu Cairen's personal maids have also been respectful to her.

At this time, everyone was busy, waiting for her to wash up and go to bed.

But she lay in bed, full of thoughts, and couldn't calm down for a long time.

However, she didn't know that there was someone else who couldn't calm down even more.

-- The bright moon hung high, and there was silence all around.

The westernmost side of the palace has long been deserted, not to mention the people, not even the birds and birds want to stay longer.

There was a milky white mist in the middle of it, and it was dark.

Everyone had fallen asleep, but no one could have imagined that in such a deserted place, in the middle of the night, there would be living people.

The man was veiled and wrapped in a large cloak, and at first glance he was unrecognizable.

The man looked left and right to make sure that there was no one around, so he picked up a stone table in the middle of the wild grass and took out a pair of incense candles.

The man looked around again before pulling out another stack of paper money.

The night wind was gusting, the wind was not small, this person lit incense and candles a few times but did not light them, and he was so anxious that he muttered to himself: "Amitabha Buddha Amitabha, Chanjuan, don't tease me, I just want to burn some paper money for you!" ”

came and went, and in the end it was lit.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, took the paper money and lit it, folded his hands together, looked up at the sky, and said slowly: "The sky is above, if Chanjuan knows underground, please let her accept these paper money, which is a little compensation for my debt to her, please, please." ”

After that, he bowed deeply a few more times.

The paper money that had just been burned was completely engulfed by the flames, and the man couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Chanjuan, did you hear my words?" Thank you so much! Please forgive me for secretly worshipping you tonight, but don't worry, I will come to worship you more in the future. Chanjuan, I really didn't expect to tell you the truth about Hongli's murder in the first place, and instigated you to find Xu Cairen for revenge, and the result would be like this. Speaking of which, I have already killed several people, and your suicide today makes my conscience even more disturbed! I'm afraid that from now on, I will live with self-blame and guilt forever. I'm sorry! ”

Before the words fell, he was already sobbing and lit several stacks of paper money.

Suddenly, a cold snort appeared out of nowhere, which was particularly eerie and terrifying in this lonely night.

"Who? Who is it? Who's there? ”

This person was suddenly terrified, jumped up in shock, and the three souls removed the seven spirits, and hurriedly turned around and looked around.

However, there was only a fog around, and it was impossible to tell where people were.

"Sure enough, it's you."

The man who snorted coldly said slowly, his voice indescribably bantering.

"Who are you, who are you? You ......"

The worshippers bit their lips vigorously, their eyes widened, but they could not see where the speaker was.

The man in the fog said: "In Fengcheng Palace during the day, when Chanjuan committed suicide, everyone surrounded her, and her expression was terrified. Unfortunately, I stumbled upon you, and instead of surrounding you, you took a few steps back. And your expression is not frightened, but regret and guilt. Thankfully, your maid held you in time, otherwise, I think you would have fainted at that time, right? Moreover, thanks to your maid helping you secretly wipe away those two tears in time, they did not arouse everyone's suspicion. ”

At this point, the worshippers were already horrified.

She wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead and swallowed dryly, "Y-You can even notice this?" ”

The man in the fog sneered lightly: "At that time, I happened to be standing opposite you, and I could see you as soon as I looked up, so I said that it was unfortunate." ”

"You ......"

The worshippers tried to think about it, but they couldn't think of anything.

"How's that, did you think of it?"

The man in the fog said slowly, "But there are so many people in the palace, the master and maid are standing in a room full of people, and I am not the only one opposite you, how can you remember?" ”

The worshippers were at a loss and couldn't help nodding.

The man in the fog sneered again: "But it doesn't matter, as long as I remember you, it's fine, isn't it, Yi Chongrong Niangniang?" ”

The body of the worshipper suddenly stiffened, and he was suddenly stunned.

Yes, this person who secretly worships Chanjuan is Yi Chongrong Dong Jiayi!

"Why are you here?"

After a pause, Yi Chongrong asked, but relaxed.

The man in the fog smiled: "It's very simple, since your conscience is so disturbed, you will definitely take action tonight, so I just need to follow you secretly." ”

"Okay,"

Yi Chongrong sneered, "It turns out that you are just a rat who spies on people's whereabouts." I've been in the palace for so long, but I've never met such a despicable and shameless person as you. ”

The man in the fog was not angry, and said lightly: "Even if you scold well, it doesn't matter how you scold, I won't care about this." ”

Yi Chongrong knew that someone who came must have something to ask for, so he couldn't help but sigh secretly, but his face pretended to be relaxed: "Okay, since you don't care about these things with me, then don't talk nonsense, what are you looking for me to do?" ”

The man in the fog laughed: "Yi Chongrong is Yi Chongrong, one of the nine concubines in the end, and he has a clear brain." ”

Yi Chongrong sneered and didn't speak.

The man in the fog said: "Okay, since everyone understands people, then open the skylight and say something, I want to cooperate with you." ”

"Cooperation? What to work with? ”

The man in the fog said coldly: "Cooperate to deal with Yu Yuqing." ”

"Deal with her?"

Yi Chongrong was a little surprised, "There are many people in the palace who are favored, why do you want to deal with her?" ”

The man in the fog sighed, and then walked towards Yi Chongrong.

When she stood in front of Yi Chongrong, took off the black veil on her face, and the moonlight reflected her face, Yi Chongrong was actually taken aback, and couldn't help but wonder: "You? How are you? You're not ......."

The man in the fog hurriedly made a silent gesture: "I know what you have to say." In fact, you don't have to ask why, you should be able to guess. ”

Yi Chongrong was stunned, and then sneered: "Can you guess what it has to do with me?" I'm not interested in knowing about your grievances. ”

Her mind turned, and then she let out a long "oh"

"Of course, I know by now." ”

"That'll do."

The man in the fog suddenly darkened his eyes, and his tone was a little tired.

"What's wrong? I want to deal with her, but I can't bear to do it, right? ”

Yi Chongrong looked at her, "That's right, how to say that she is also your ......"

"That's enough,"

The man in the fog raised his head and interrupted Yi Chongrong's words, "Let's still talk about getting down to business." ”

"Hmm."

Yi Chongrong nodded, but his right hand quietly reached into his left sleeve and touched a small porcelain bottle.