Gently stroking the sycamore beauty picture on the body of the jade qin, my heart is extremely delicate with the transparent moist feeling of the jade qin, and the sound quality of the green onion and clear sound in my ears makes me even more happy.

"Madam, I heard that the emperor instructed the person who carved this piano body to be Grand Duke Liu Li."

Luo Cong's face was proud and proud, and his tone was also smug.

It is said that this Liu Li has not touched the carving pen for several years, in addition to traveling in the mountains and rivers, but also to teach the apprentice and grandson skills, because as long as he moves, the world's powerful people will come to the door to ask for carved essences, so it is inevitable to take this offend others, he simply does not accept anyone's treasures.

If it weren't for the emperor himself to speak this time, I'm afraid he would never touch any carvings again in his life. ”

Looking at the delicate and vivid symbols on the jade qin, I smiled from the bottom of my heart.

"This Liu Li has never seen it in this palace, and he can portray the characters so vividly just by relying on the descriptions of others and the portraits of this palace, which is really profound."

I am grateful to Liu Li in my heart, because if he didn't have such skills, I'm afraid that Ying Zheng's intentions would not be so perfectly presented, and Ying Zheng had regrets at that time, and I saw that he was dissatisfied and my heart would not be so comfortable.

Luo Cong thought so, but she had a sweet mouth and coaxed me like honey.

"The slave maid felt that if Liu Li saw his wife's face, he would inevitably be discouraged before he put pen to paper, and he would not be able to portray one-tenth of his wife's graceful face."

Knowing that she did it on purpose, she was about to fight back, but was distracted by the people who came in from outside.

"Mrs. Qiyu, something happened to Jingshu Palace."

I stopped. Looking at the appearance of the anxious servant desperately suppressing her excitement, she thought that the matter was not small, so she quickly asked her to tell what she knew.

"What?"

From the frightened swallowing of saliva from the person. Glancing around at Luo Cong and me, she met my questioning gaze, and said in a trembling voice: "Mrs. Jing hanged herself!" ”

What the?

I must have heard it wrong!

Mrs. Jing... How could she hang herself?

"The emperor has rushed over from the front palace after receiving the news, and the slaves and maids have heard that the rest of the ladies in the palace are also going there one after another." Continue from the man.

Luo Leng walked up to me, carefully lifting me up to ask for my thoughts.

"Ma'am?" She wanted to know if I was going to go over.

My legs are a little weak, although I know that there is nothing unclear about the death of Mrs. Jing and me, but except for the obvious grudges that Mrs. Jing and I have been holding for half a year. I have not heard of any other motives for her disobedience and suicide, so I am still panicked about Mrs. Jing's self-hanging.

"Check it out." I tried to suppress the sullenness in my heart, and I held Luo Onion to find out.

If you say self-hanging. Then the person in this inner palace, in my opinion, who is least likely to hang herself to death is Mrs. Jing:

One is that she has a unique identity, and no one can force her to seek death;

the second is Fusu as the eldest son, and she is brave and good at fighting, and is highly respected, and she has added a lot of dignity to her son;

There are frequent casualties in the three inner palaces, but Mrs. Jing is the master who has spent dozens of years peacefully in this environment, one person is above ten thousand. How could she suddenly go insane and hang herself?

It's unbelievably tight!

The footsteps are non-stop, fast and panicked. Luo Cong supported me, and did not dare to slack off for a moment to fear me from falling, and when I felt it, the whole palace was in a panic, and the gossip that I could not hear according to my identity on weekdays also kept coming in.

However, no one scolded them at this moment, and no one cared about whether anyone was listening to them, because the identity of the deceased person in the news that shocked the palace was too precious and the way of death was too bizarre. It was shocking to the point of panic and disbelief.

"Mrs. Jing hanged herself?" The news has been out for a long time, and there are still many unbelievable doubts.

"Yes. It is said that it is because he has been snubbed by the emperor for a long time, and he has been secretly reprimanded by the emperor, and his mind is not good-" Some people are speculating and analyzing.

Some people believe it, but most people still don't believe it, or they don't want to believe it, because when everyone comes, Mrs. Jing is the highest person, for them, Mrs. Jing is the pillar they look up to and the goal of their life, and now that Mrs. Jing has fallen, how unsafe is this palace!

Mrs. Jing will hang herself, or Mrs. Jing will be inexplicably strangled, so in addition to Yingzheng, is there a way to survive in this palace?

"She is such a high-minded and promising person, and she has not yet achieved her wish to be a queen, how can she lose her own life, and the reason is afraid that it is not scrutinized."

Yes, I think so in my own heart, and I'm afraid that the details won't stand up to scrutiny.

If, I mean, if Mrs. Jing hadn't hanged herself, then who would have "killed herself" by she?

Could it be Yingzheng?

Zhao Wu and Ji Juan have both reminded me to beware of the oldest person in the palace, I speculate that the person they are talking about is Mrs. Jing, could it be that they know some secrets that Mrs. Jing does not know, and these secrets cannot be tolerated by Ying Zheng, so after Ying Zheng knows these things now, let Mrs. Jing silently destroy herself?

What will Mrs. Jing do that Ying Zheng can't tolerate? It seems that although she is hypocritical, she is still extremely dependent and dedicated to Yingzheng: disloyalty, impossible; Unrighteousness, no existence zài; Isn't it ruthless to other princesses?

Over the years, Mrs. Jing has been able to sit firmly on the high seat, and she must have secretly made a lot of grievances, and Ying Zheng will not be ignorant of this, he can spare her with one eye and one eye closed, in addition to Mrs. Jing's own identity needs to be stable, he still has family affection and old thoughts for her in his heart.

Ying Zheng should not do that when he gets married, he will not do that when he looks at his usual connivance and respect for Mrs. Jing, he will definitely not do that, I believe him from the bottom of my heart.

Sometimes, it is precisely because he doesn't love that he will try his best to make up for it from other ways, Ying Zheng is a bloody man, and he will not ruin her in cold blood and ruthlessness to Mrs. Jing like this.

The plaque on the gate of Jingshu Palace has been changed back to the palace card of the ordinary concubine palace, and there is no glory when the Xian Palace was specially sealed, I don't know if it is a psychological reason, I always feel that the gap is not small.

"It's Mrs. Creek, let me go."

Someone shouted quietly, and the crowd that began to grow denser and denser from the entrance of the hall consciously made way for me, and I knew that it was not a sign of respect for a concubine of my rank, but rather that the way they looked at me and the way they gave me was very complicated.

The scene where Mrs. Jing hanged herself had been dealt with, and when I entered, Ying Zheng, Mrs. Li, Mrs. Zhao and others had already arrived, and they gathered around Mrs. Jing's body, and they were still looking at Mrs. Jing lying down when I passed.

Mrs. Jing's expression was not very serene, and the strangulation marks on her neck were conspicuous and obvious, and it was not until I saw again and again that the person lying down was indeed her, and I began to accept the fact that she was really in an accident.

"Your Majesty, there is a lot of yin here, Mrs. Jing still needs to be quiet, let the servants take care of the aftermath." Lin Jixiang glanced at me who came in in a daze, and persuaded Yingzheng to leave.

Ying Zheng didn't speak, he looked at the cold Mrs. Jing's body for a while, and then left without saying a word.

Lin Jixiang saw Ying Zheng leave, glanced at Mrs. Jing, and spoke to Mrs. Li.

"Mrs. Jing passed away, the whole country mourned, and she should have been buried after the return of the prince of Fusu, but now that the weather is hot, the emperor will inevitably see things and think about it, Mrs. Li thinks, how about handling the aftermath first?" He mentions yì.

This mention is undoubtedly reasonable, and Mrs. Li's expression when she saw Mrs. Jing lying down was obviously regretful and unconcealable, and it was extremely beneficial for her to be able to solve Mrs. Jing's problem as much as possible, which was the most prominent in the inner palace at the moment, so she did not shirk it, even if she should be with Lin Jixiang.

"Zhao Changsui's words are reasonable, but after all, Mrs. Jing is the honor of the first palace and the high position of a beloved, and the palace still needs to ask the emperor for her to do a good job, and Zhao Changshou also assists the palace to let the various divisions prepare for the funeral, and Mrs. Jing must not be neglected."

These words are also reasonable, and people can't find fault with them.

There are many people in the hall who wipe their tears, but in my opinion, the tears flow the most really than Mrs. Zhao, which makes me inexplicably moved - after so many years in the inner palace, Mrs. Zhao can still pay her sincerity, and this alone deserves everyone's respect.

If it's not Ying Zheng, it doesn't seem to be Mrs. Li, so what's going on?

I looked at Mrs. Jing and had many questions, but Mrs. Jing, who was already out of breath, obviously couldn't answer my questions, she just lay there quietly, as if she was full of resentment, and she seemed to have no heart for the world.

I am a seven-son son, and I can't speak or help, so I can only quietly mourn Mrs. Jing, who has been a legend of scenery for half a lifetime, in my own way, and wish her to rest in peace.

Mrs. Jing is really dead.

I returned to the palace and sat down for a long time before I exhaled so slowly and said to myself.

Luo Onion walked in from outside the palace, looked at me, who had been meditating and silent since returning to the palace, and came to my side and spoke softly, whether it was to divert my attention or to say these words to me, I chose to look back and listen to her new questions.

"Madam, the slave maid has checked, Linlang is still being held in the dungeon, I think Mrs. Jing hasn't had time to dispose of her without the emperor summoning Linlang, and I think it's because the Li family didn't do anything, in short, she is still alive."

I have always been worried about this beautiful woman who did her best to me and caused me to be bumpy and displaced, and I was always afraid that when Yingzheng returned to the palace to deal with me and Mrs. Jing, she closed the case without summoning her, and she would encounter accidents because she was useless, but I didn't expect that at this moment, Mrs. Jing, who was very likely to kill her, was gone, and she was still alive.

With a soft, heavy sigh, I nodded my head in acknowledgement. (To be continued......)