The news of her mother's death reached Xianxia Palace the next morning.

Ji Lian drank the medicine unhurriedly: "You go to report to the emperor, just say that the palace wants to go to Ji's house tonight, and stay at Ji's house for a few days to mourn your mother." ”

The palace is now extremely heavily guarded, and no one can leave the palace without a pass order issued by the palace, let alone a concubine like her?

The eunuch left quickly, and it didn't take long for Ji Lian to bring back the exit token.

But Ji Lian was not in a hurry to go out, but first took a nap, then bathed and changed clothes, and then left the palace when the sun was sinking.

It wasn't too late, but the streets were deserted and empty.

The palace is not too far from Ji's mansion, but there are many guards escorting Ji Lian back to her parents' house, there are two hundred people, which shows the severity of the current situation.

But Ji Lian didn't care about this, what she was thinking about in her heart had nothing to do with the qiē in front of her.

When she arrived at the Ji Mansion, it was slightly dark.

Because of the tense situation, many dignitaries and nobles were reluctant to go out for too long, plus Ji Heng was sad in his heart, and he was unable to handle the funeral too grandly, there were not many guests in the Ji Mansion at this time, and Ji Lian's arrival did not cause much commotion.

Ji Lian, dressed in white, slowly walked into the hall, and at a glance saw her father, who seemed to be a teenager who had aged overnight, and sneered in her heart, and said secretly: Father, it turns out that you also have this day!

But she still had to feel a little sad, first burned incense and kowtowed to her mother, and then stood by her mother's coffin, looking at her mother's face as if she was alive, and sobbed in a low voice.

As soon as she cried like this, the maids naturally advised her to take care of her body and mourn smoothly.

After wiping away her tears, she sat down beside her father and said in a sad tone: "When my mother went to see me in the palace yesterday, I was fine, why did something happen at night?" ”

Ji Heng sat in the chair next to the coffin, his eyes never took his eyes off his wife's face, even if his daughter came, he didn't say hello.

He was very haggard now, looking like a sick old man, without the prestige of a court elder at all.

Hearing his daughter ask, he slowly turned his head and said slowly, "The old man is investigating." ”

The subordinates and guards who came into contact with Madame yesterday have all been arrested and are being interrogated and tortured.

He swore that after finding the murderer, he would definitely make him unable to survive or die.

"Father, how could this happen......" Ji Lian sobbed again, "What did our Ji family do wrong, why did we suffer bad luck again and again......

"Lian'er, you're not in good health, let's go back to the room to rest first." Ji Heng didn't even have the energy to speak now, "You're still sick, but you can't be tired." ”

Yes, what kind of evil did the Ji family fall into, and they encountered bad luck again and again?

First Lian'er had a miscarriage and was seriously ill, then Fu'er had a miscarriage, and then his wife was killed, and the dispute between the court and the court was not smooth, and even he was about to be unable to bear the blows again and again.

"I'll sit with you and your mother for a while." Ji Lian hugged one of his arms and sat quietly, looking at her mother in the coffin.

Little by little, time passed.

The night slowly deepened.

After sitting for most of the hour, she looked tired, and after greeting her father, she was supported by the maid and walked to the backyard.

The boudoir before she left the pavilion was still there, and it was cleaned up.

She sat in this boudoir, drinking tea, without the slightest affection, nostalgia and sentimentality, only hatred and murder.

Because, in this room, she used to be extremely close to Feng Jinghua, Feng Jinghua, Qinghe, Ji Fu and others, and even whispered with them, but they betrayed, fooled and murdered her personally, forcing her into such a miserable and miserable situation.

She sat here and could only think about how sorry they were for her, how damn they were.

Her eyes erupted with a crazy and hateful gaze, constantly changing and flickering, and finally turning into a bottomless cold hole.

"This palace is tired and wants to sleep, you are guarding outside the door, no one should come in without an order from this palace." She said lightly and lay down on her back.

Qinglian Pavilion fell into darkness and silence.

Time is ticking again, and deeper darkness is coming again.

After midnight, the subordinates and guards who had been busy from last night to tonight fell into a drowsy.

Suddenly, a long scream pierced the night sky.

The screams came from Qinglian Pavilion!

The Ji Mansion immediately woke up, and the people who could walk away all ran towards the Qinglian Pavilion, and even Ji Heng, who was already emaciated, beat his spirits and walked in the direction of the Qinglian Pavilion with the support of several family members.

Mrs. Ji died of poison last night, if Concubine Ji has an accident tonight...... No one dares to imagine the future of the Ji family.

There was still a long distance away from the Qinglian Pavilion, and everyone had already seen the appearance of the Qinglian Pavilion clearly, and they were almost frightened.

Because, Qinglian Pavilion caught fire......

It's such a big fire that it stabs everyone's eyes so painfully.

Could it be that something really happened to the mother?

Ji Heng almost lost his breath, panting and said, "Hurry up...... Fast...... Save the concubine ......"

Without his orders, Qinglian Pavilion had just caught fire, and the subordinates and guards he saw had already frantically thrown themselves into extinguishing the fire.

However, the weather is dry and dry, and the Qinglian Pavilion starts to catch fire from the second floor, so how easy is it to extinguish the fire on the upper floor?

Moreover, most of the subordinates and guards are concentrated in the funeral hall of the middle courtyard, and the backyard is not enough manpower, and when the number of people increases, Qinglian Pavilion has fallen into a sea of fire, and anyone can see that there is no way to extinguish this fire, so they can only cut off the surrounding fires and wait for the fire to burn out.

Ji Heng was finally carried to the Qinglian attic by the family, and when he saw the volcano in front of him, his eyes were black again, and he couldn't regain his sight for a while.

"Concubine...... What about Niang Lian'er? He shouted in a hoarse voice with dark eyes.

"Niangniang, Niangniang has just been rescued...... Found ......" a eunuch cried and knelt down, "minions, minions are a step late......"

As soon as he cried, shouted, and knelt, everyone knelt down in unison and cried together.

What else can be a good thing to see them like this?

I'm afraid it's too bad to be worse......

Ji Heng finally recovered a little bit of clarity in front of him, and it was dark again.

But he tried hard to hold on and not let himself faint: "Lian'er, Lian'er is here...... Where? ”

Everyone was crying, no one was talking.

However, their fear and fear, Ji Heng felt it.

They didn't dare to speak......

Ji Heng closed his eyes, used all his strength, which actually didn't have much strength, and slapped himself a few times, and after forcing himself to calm down a little, he opened his eyes and tried to see the shape in front of him: "Where is Lian'er?" ”

The crowd still didn't dare to speak, but just turned their eyes to the side.

Ji Heng followed their gaze and saw a person lying on the ground next to him, this person's body was covered with a white cloth, and a group of palace maids and eunuchs were crying around this person.

He realized something terrible, but he still supported his weak and heavy body, slowly walked over, slowly squatted down.

Slowly grasp the corner of the white scarf.

Slowly lift it up.

It was just a white cloth, but it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and it took him a lot of effort to lift the white cloth.

In an instant, his whole body froze, his blood was lost, and his soul flew away.

Although、Although this person has been burned beyond recognition, and there is not even any clothes left, but、But the jewelry she was wearing, earrings, necklaces, facial contours, and body shape...... It's the same as my daughter.

This is not a daughter...... Who else could it be?