Gu Yunyao's limbs trembled and fell sideways, her eyes looked at Concubine Xiao who was high above in astonishment, her miserable white face was half angry, half shocked, her ten fingers trembled, and she couldn't say a word.

Several eunuchs rushed up, and one of them carried the Seven Princes, turned around and left.

"I want Yu Niangniang, I want Yu Niangniang......"

The Seventh Prince was frightened and noisy, his little face straightened on the eunuch's shoulders was suffocated until it turned red and purple, his two little feet were kicking and shaving, and a pair of small hands kept waving towards Gu Yunyao, crying heartbreakingly.

"Lin'er... You return Lin'er to the palace! ”

Gu Yunyao burst into tears on the spot, struggling to get up, but was stopped by those eunuchs.

Songqin was shocked, fearing that the master would lose his arms to protect him, and was pushed out of the encirclement by a eunuch.

These half-men and not women acted rudely, and they did not shy away from it at all, and they pressed Gu Yunyao to the ground in two or three strokes and cut their arms upside down.

"Master, master, you are not allowed to be presumptuous—"

Song Qin was frightened and angry, ran over to relieve the woman, was slapped by the eunuch and his facial features were swollen, and the Venus flashed in front of him, and he fell to the ground unconscious.

When the other palace concubines saw this scene, they were all terrified, and they didn't even have the courage to cry, so they let the eunuchs drag and drive, trembling and trembling, to an independent courtyard behind the funeral palace.

The courtyard is very depressed, and it doesn't seem to be an important place.

There are dozens of coffins parked outside the side hall on the west side, and there is an old woman with gray sideburns standing under the corridor of the main hall, and there is a palace maid on each side.

All three of them were dressed in mourning clothes, their faces were cold and warm, and behind them was the main hall.

Looking through the open door into the hall, you can clearly see the white silk hanging from the paths, which is particularly clear and dazzling in the dimly lit atmosphere, like countless ghosts fluttering in the wind, with a shocking death aura to the weak and helpless women in the courtyard.

The young lords could no longer hold back the biting cold current surging out of the lonely and gloomy palace, rolled their eyes and fainted on the ground.

The old lady under the corridor did not have any pity for this, lowered her sagging eyelids, and spoke in a warm tone, as if she was routine:

"After a while, all the masters must eat more when they eat, only when they are full of food and drink, and when they get below, they will have the energy to serve the Emperor Daxing again, right? Okay, the slave doesn't say much, and invites the masters to move to the east chamber to eat. ”

The deadline is in sight, the concubines are only heartbroken, who has the heart to eat anything?

Seeing this, Mama convulsed and displeasured, and made a gesture in annoyance, and the eunuchs on both sides pushed and shoved again, driving the poor women who were powerless to the east wing.

——

Song Qin sat up in a daze, rubbed his aching neck, and found that Master Yu had disappeared.

"Master......"

She looked around blankly, and after a moment of sad crying, her mind gradually calmed down.

Secretly wondering, she suddenly thought of someone.

Ten fingers inserted into the green silk and clenched hard, and the teeth bit the lower lip.

The Savior was heartbroken, and the violin couldn't do much.

Even if that person is a demon, for the sake of her mother, she would rather die desperately.

If she fails, she will at most die with her master, and she will still be able to take care of each other under Jiuquan. But if he succeeds, his master will be spared the catastrophe of martyrdom!

All the way, he hurried and stumbled straight to the Qinming Palace, and was stopped by the inner servant before he went up the jade steps.

"Bold, what kind of identity do you dare to trespass into the Royal Garden, drag our family down, and beat you to death!"

Father-in-law Rong squinted at the qin with cold eyes, and shook the dust irritably.

He recognized her, the eldest aunt of Jingyang Palace.

Now that she has no master, she is like a lost dog, even if she is really dead, no one will ask.

Without waiting for the little eunuchs to step forward, Songqin fell to her knees and shouted in the direction of the main hall:

"His Royal Highness King Chen, it's not a pity for the slave to die, but I beg the prince to cherish the past, for the sake of the deep sisterhood between Concubine Yu and the little master of Yunxi, let go of my master——"

"Hey, our family told you to talk nonsense!"

Rong Gong roared angrily, and stepped forward with a kick.

The lazy and long timbre came out slowly and melodiously from the main hall:

"It's Aunt Songqin of Jingyang Palace outside? Rong Hou, pass her in. ”

When the tall horse-faced eunuch heard this, he immediately put away his arrogant attitude, bowed down to face the main hall, and said flatteringly:

"The minions obey."

Turning around, he slashed at Songqin with sharp eyes, and lowered his voice to threaten:

"Be careful when you go in!"

Song Qin's eyebrows trembled, and two or three tears fell, touched his face and lowered his head, and walked towards the Qinming Palace.

Outside the cabinet, Song Qin raised her eyes and was dumbfounded.

In the cabinet, five or six palace attendants gathered around King Chen, waiting for him to try on the newly made dragon robe and gold crown.

Emperor Daxing has not yet been buried, and during the funeral, he couldn't bear to take off his mourning clothes, and couldn't wait to ascend the throne to become the new emperor?

Despite the turmoil in her inner thoughts, Songqin didn't dare to make any noise, and lowered her head obediently, pretending not to see anything.

"Slave maid, slave maid Jingyang Palace is in charge of Songqin, see King Chen, Wang Ye Wan'an."

"Get up, don't kneel, we were always together in the past, and this king naturally remembers you."

King Chen lowered his raised arms, and when he turned around, the tassels of the gold beads on the dragon's crown swayed and collided, and the place where light and shadow intersected made a small sound.

The young and handsome face did not show the slightest embarrassment, but held his head high and was proud.

"What's going on, how did you get it?"

Looking at the embarrassed description of the female master, King Chen raised his eyebrows and asked her puzzled.

Song Qin cried loudly, knocked his forehead heavily on the ground, and appealed:

"Lord Wang, please do it, Master Yu and Little Master Yunxi are not biological, they have also grown up together, and they are like sisters. At that time, Concubine Yu was framed by the adulterous concubine Wan and became sterile for life, you should only think about the relationship with the little master of Yunxi, and save my master from death. The slave begs you, you have to be buried, and the slave and the maid are willing to die for their master......"

"What?"

King Chen blinked in confusion and murmured:

"This king did exempt Yu Niangniang from being martyred for Emperor Daxing......"

Song Qin stopped crying in an instant, raised her face, and her tear-covered eyes suddenly lit up with the light of hope:

"Half a moment ago, my master was dragged away by the eunuch of the funeral palace, and the slave didn't dare to talk nonsense, begging the prince to be gracious!"

The clouds on King Chen's white face slowly thickened, his five fingers clenched, and he said softly:

"Of course, this king understands the relationship between Yu Niangniang and Yunxi, even so, how can this king let Concubine Yu die...... Song Hou! ”

When the roar of rolling thunder broke his throat, the tall eunuch trotted into the hall with his back bent and gray, and his sharp voice carried a distinct tremor:

"Minions... At. ”

Just under the corridor, this quick-witted eunuch had his ears straight, always paying attention to the movements in the hall.

Now the master calls him in, and he will ask for the guilt of the master.

King Chen's two cold gazes were like sharp blades against the eunuch, forcing him to no way out.

"This king asks you, whose idea is it to let the Min family be martyred for Emperor Daxing?!"

In fact, there is no need to deliberately ask him, King Chen already has the answer in his heart.

At present, his father and the Qian family of the East Palace are gone, and the only ones who can be the palace and the lord of the entire Dayi world are him and his mother.

At this moment, interrogating Eunuch Rong in front of Songqin was nothing more than to let the palace maid hear it with her own ears and testify that it was not his own idea to give her master to death.

No matter what, he didn't care if Concubine Yu would hate him, but he cared about Yunxi very much, and he didn't want to be hated by the people he loved.

The eunuch in front of him was full of convulsions, cold sweat condensed on his sideburns and forehead, and his body trembled and he didn't dare to speak.

"Say—"

King Chen's eyes widened, and he asked again.

The eunuch knelt down on his lap and replied tremblingly:

"The prince is angry, the prince is angry... It's a toffee... It was Concubine Xiao's idea......"

"This king took you a misguided dog—"

King Chen kicked the eunuch Feirong, pulled up the songqin and ran out of the Qinming Palace.