In the dark night, a light rain fell in the sky. She parted ways with him in front of the gate of Changchun Palace, he wanted to go to the same as the hundred officials of the previous dynasty, and she had half of the official body on her body, but in the end she was still a woman, and she had to accompany the female dependents, and she knelt behind her and cried.

All the way to the north, the people are gone in the Ganquan Palace, but the bed has to be stopped in the Tingzheng Palace. After walking a few steps, someone came to greet him, and it was a faceless leader eunuch, with a white lantern, followed by a group of small yellow doors.

"But Lady Jiang? The slave is an errand under Gonggong Feng. Now that the palace is in turmoil, his old man sent a small one to show you the way. When the eunuch saw her, he nodded. Now who doesn't know that Gonggong Feng was originally transferred out of Ganquan Palace by the crown prince, and he saw that someone was going to capsize the boat. But for some reason, the right minister said a word, and he fished people back. Not only that, but he also sent the commander of the inner court, the chief celebrant and the chief eunuch.

In this way, who doesn't know that at the moment, Gonggong Feng and the entire celebrant are all in that hand. It's also strange to say that the same Xiangguo, this left prime minister was busy controlling the government in the previous dynasty, but the newly promoted right minister was unexpected, crossed the previous dynasty, and stretched out his hand to the inner court.

Those powerful big people, how to fight openly and secretly, he couldn't understand. I only know that now he is eating under Gonggong Feng, and the real master belongs to that one. In front of him is the Jiang female official who has been rumored to be popular for a long time, and he has no reason not to stutter.

The seventh girl has long been accustomed to making pies in the palace. During the reign of King Wen, the inner court was in the hands of King Wen, and she was not less embarrassed by Zhao Quan's shouts. Now that King Wen has died, the wind in the palace has reversed, so the eunuch of the celebrant supervisor has been extremely attentive to her.

She politely said "There is labor", this kind of flattery that sees the wind makes the rudder, and never goes to her heart. Looking up, I saw a large white flag hanging in the palace, and the palace lamp under the corridor was replaced with a miserable white lantern. Whether it is the corridor or the entrance everywhere, there are guards with swords, and the palace is strictly forbidden.

As soon as she walked outside a palace gate, she listened to the crying inside, which made this already gloomy night even more beautiful.

"What is this doing?" She pointed and when she passed by, she saw through the open door of the cave that it was very lively. And all the attendants surrounded the courtyard and drove the maidservants of the inner courtyard out. The palace maids who were kicked out were either wooden or crying, and compared with the inner servants who had no expression around them and only stiffened their faces to do things, the situation was especially miserable.

The eunuch who led her way deliberately carried a lantern to illuminate the ground as far as she could see. When he replied, he also had pity on his face. "Wang Shangyan, this is a burial with a catch. The roster was prepared in advance, just waiting to be searched one by one. ”

She sighed, turned her head indifferently, and ignored it again. The burial of the living is a rule handed down by the ancestors, and it cannot be stopped. I can't get used to it, I don't say anything, I don't look at it.

When she entered the palace, because of her ambiguous identity, she was neither a palace maid nor a palace concubine. simply picked an inconspicuous corner, put on a freshly changed filial piety dress, buried his head, and hid in the crowd.

If she really wants to cry, she can't cry, at most she has some painless feelings. She craned her eyelids slightly, looking at the leader of the front row who was crying. Just looking at the back, you can't tell clearly. I only wondered, even if the queen was deposed, but this high-ranking concubine, which one of them did not have the emperor and the prince under her knees, and it should not be just these three or two people, kneeling scatteredly, and it looked a little cold.

The whining cries in the hall made her head hurt. was urged into the palace by the people in the middle of the night, she hung her head deeply, stared in a daze, and secretly yawned.

When King Wen was in power, she had no intention of rushing up to climb up, and she didn't have to cry when she died. Who is it for?

The seven girls in the room cried and filled the numbers. In this majestic Zhaoyi Palace, there was crackling, and the sound of smashing was endless.

"Go and call Gu Yan to the palace! Wang Shangyan drives, who gave him the courage to put the palace under house arrest? is that the king is gone, and the palace still has the title of concubine. Who dares to stop the palace from seeing the king for the last time! ”

Gu Yan rode in a soft sedan chair carried by four people, far away from the door, listening to the hoarse and angry shouts of the women inside. At this moment, I still don't know how to bow my head.

Wei Zhaoyi was favored by King Wen and swaggered for a lifetime. It was Gongzi Cheng who was exiled by the prince, and Wei Zhaoyi cried to death. After the trouble, she still didn't give up, took people, and regretted breaking into Ganquan Palace, asking King Wen to give her justice. It's just that King Wen has fainted at that time, and this justice will naturally be over.

In his opinion, such a woman is really stupid. is full of thoughts on competing for favor, but the real scheming is shallow.

He raised his hand and ordered someone to drop the sedan chair down the steps, but he didn't even bother to deal with it when he entered the house.

Feng Ying led a group of attendants and followed behind him. Seeing his cold expression at this moment, he glanced at Zhou Zhun who was standing upright beside him, and saw that there was no intention of obstruction, so he dared to approach.

"My lord, this one inside has been tossing for an hour. It's not a way to make trouble like this. You see...... "Although Gongzi Cheng was exiled, he was not removed from the clan. According to the Great Zhou ritual system, the king died, the harem concubines, and those who had children under their knees should be crowned as a concubine, or supported in the palace, or taken out of the palace, and went to the prince's mansion to be raised.

He sat calmly, with the blanket on his lap before going out, and she specially told him not to leave him. The slender white hands rested on their knees, and the palms felt the velvety and slippery texture of the blanket. It was warm on her legs, like the heat on her body.

"It's late at night, and it's inevitable to be afraid of the dark." He suddenly spoke, but what he thought about was the scene when Wei Zhaoyi punished her for standing alone in the cold night. She was timid and never angry. At night, no one accompanies me, and I walk cautiously in my own yard, with a delicate body, like a shrimp.

He looked at the wind lanterns blown by the wind under the eaves, and the light in his eyes seemed to be intertwined with the night, and it was dark and difficult to see.

Feng Ying didn't dare to breathe, he knew that this person was ruthless, and he was not afraid of rebellion, what else was he afraid of? At this time, when it came to "afraid of the dark in the middle of the night", Feng Ying didn't understand what it meant, so she didn't dare to rush along with it.

"Who's out there? But Gu Yan is here? In the bright palace room, a woman's figure was reflected behind the door. I saw her rushing over, slamming the locked palace door and slapping it endlessly. "Gu Yan, you courtier and thief, lame waste, have the audacity to deceive my orphans and widows......"

Feng Ying's face changed greatly, and she peeked at the person in front of her. I saw that there was no wave on his face, and he took Wei Zhaoyi's chatter and humiliation as a deaf ear.

Feng Ying thought to herself, the one in the room was also stupid. Expose people's scars, gamble and curse. When I meet this person, I'm afraid I'll have to fill it with my life.

Sure enough, I saw this person on the soft sedan chair, turned around unhurriedly, and stared at the door with faint eyes. It was at this time that there should be a lot of respect in the tone.

"Weichen is foolish, Niangniang and Wang Shanglu have a deep love. We are happy in life, and we are sad in death. The king went first, afraid of the loneliness of the immortal road, and wanted to be his mother's companion. He flicked his sleeves, and his dashing face was filled with a trace of compassion and kindness.

"Niangniang is committed to righteousness, and follows the dragon to the guests. You can enjoy the incense on the palace, and the good name will continue forever. ”

This is to say: Wei Zhaoyi Gaojie, King Wen Bintian, Niangniang was grief-stricken and insisted on accompanying him. People are voluntarily martyred, and the ancestral rites are useless at this time.

Feng Ying was startled, lowered her eyes, contracted violently twice, hurriedly gathered her mind, raised her chin, and the attendant who followed behind her, rushed out, knowing how to do things.

He said this in front of people, and he ordered the palace to go up and down, except for his own people, and no longer be able to leave a living mouth.

After handling the business, Feng Yinggong sent him away. turned back and ordered someone to dress up Zhaoyi Niangniang, stop in this palace, wait until tomorrow's funeral, and then carry it to the political palace, and the prince will give an order to send a good reputation.

Feng Ying was standing under the corridor with his hands in his hands, and suddenly smelled a smell at the end of his nose. raised his hand to block it with his sleeve robe, but saw the waiter faint in fright, and the incontinent palace maid came out.

"This is Zhaoyi Niangniang's favor, and her name is Kaori. Born in Jiafu. "There is no need for Feng Ying to ask, someone has squeezed their heads and seized the opportunity to show their faces.

"Jiafu ......" Feng Ying smashed it in her mouth, knowing that this person would not live more than half a pillar of incense. The light rose in his mind, and he said that he was strict in handling things, how could he be in front of so many people and fulfill the heart of Wei Zhaoyi's "accompaniment". I see.

How many lives are there in this palace, except for Wei Zhaoyi, I am afraid that the head of this surnamed Jia will be blamed. The one didn't have the patience, so he came out alone with a girl to ask for the guilt. simply served a pot, and the chickens and dogs were not left.

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There is also a shift in the evening. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Gu Yan's ruthlessness, you will slowly realize it.