In a trance, Jiang Wan seemed to hear Xia Yahan's voice again, gentle and sad. Jiang Wan finally couldn't help but sit on his knees and cry.

How could she not know the inside story of Xia Yahan's death, since Lin Yao gave her the order to kill herself, if it was not successful, Lin Yao would not keep Xia Yahan. Both horizontal and vertical are dead, Xia Yahan chose to cut herself off, and left this letter before she died, also for her Jiang Wan.

"Yahan, you're really stupid, stupid."

It's a pity that Jiang Wan's forgiveness and distress for Xia Yahan can no longer be heard by Xia Yahan.

"Don't be too upset."

After Lu Zhixing learned of Xia Yahan's death, he went to Xia Yahan's courtyard and saw Jiang Wan kneeling on the ground and crying sadly. Jiang Wan's grief-stricken appearance made his heart hurt as densely as a needle prick.

"The concubine begs Your Majesty, let Ju Changzai walk decently."

Jiang Wan looked up at Lu Zhixing, the light shone in from the outside, and she couldn't see Lu Zhixing's expression clearly. Xia Yahan loves this man, loves madness, loves crazy.

"I'll promise you."

Lu Zhixing read the letter that Jiang Wan asked Ping'er to send over, and he didn't think that it would be Xia Yahan who framed Jiang Wan. He didn't have much impression of Xia Yahan, and now that he thinks back on it, it was only when she was by Jiang Wan's side.

He had already found a scapegoat for this case before, and now that he knows that Xia Yahan did it, he doesn't need to make it public. Lu Zhixing agreed to Jiang Wan's request to arrange a funeral for Xia Yahan, and the body was disposed of by the general's mansion of his mother's family.

Xia Yahan's courtyard is arranged into a small mourning hall, with two coffins in the center, one is Xia Yahan and the other is Mo'er. Jiang Wan was a concubine of the sixth grade, but at this time, he knelt in front of the spirit with white filial piety, and put paper money one after another into the burning brazier.

Ping'er knelt on the other side and handed Jiang Wan the paper money. All the palace maids of Xia Yahan were dressed in white filial piety and stood quietly aside.

The white paper lantern hanging on the edge of the door swayed in the wind. The wind blew into the mourning hall, bringing fireworks and fly ash from the brazier. Jiang Wan's godless eyes were covered with fire, and she looked at the dark coffin in front of her, still sad in her heart.

"I won't let you die in vain, believe me, even if you have something to be sorry for me, you shouldn't pay the price with your life."

Jiang Wan's eyes were cold, she would not let Lin Yao go, Lin Yao was too presumptuous.

When the people from the General's Mansion came to pick up the bodies of Xia Yahan and Mo'er and leave, Jiang Wan stood by Lu Zhixing's side, and on the other side was Lin Yao, who was pretending to be sad.

The grief of the general and the general's wife for the loss of their daughter once again made Jiang Wan's heart be pinched. The general and the general's wife didn't cry, but walked up to Lu Zhixing unusually calmly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Let's go back and be buried."

The general and his wife got up and looked at Jiang Wan, and Lu Zhixing showed them the letter, it was Xia Yahan who couldn't stand Jiang Wan and let Jiang Wan down. As parents, they bowed to Jiang Wan and apologized.

Jiang Wan nodded and motioned for them to leave with Xia Yahan and Mo'er's coffins.

"Daughter, we're home."

The palace door slowly opened, and the carriage carrying the coffins of Xia Yahan and the others left the palace with a heavy weight that caused the tragedy of Xia Yahan's life. Jiang Wan stood beside Lu Zhixing and watched the carriage disappear from her sight, and Lu Zhixing gently took her into his arms as a comforter.

Lin Yao sobbed like a drama on the side, without attracting Lu Zhixing's attention at all. Lin Yao quietly raised her eyes to look at Lu Zhixing and Jiang Wan, gritting her teeth in her heart.

After dealing with Xia Yahan's funeral, Lin Yao returned to the Guifei Palace.

"Xia Yahan is really a stupid woman, she would rather die herself for Jiang Wan, and she wasted the energy that this palace spent on her!"

Lin Yao hammered the handrail heavily, the precious poison was already hard to find, but now it was wasted on Xia Yahan's useless life.

"Niangniang, there will definitely be a chance in the future, and no one will know that Ju Chang's death is related to you."

"Niangniang, this can be regarded as a bloody battle to get rid of a competitor."

"Heh, she is always present who is not treated by His Majesty, even if she is alive, how much wind and waves can she make, this palace has never worried about her trouble."

"What's going on over there with Jiang Wan lately."

"Hui Niangniang, I heard that Concubine Wan has been a lot colder recently, as if she has changed into a different person, and Xu is constant death has hit her."

Yuan Zhu told Lin Yao the news from the dark line arranged by Jiang Wan's side. Lin Yao frowned after hearing this, this Jiang Wan was afraid that he was going to make some moves.

But it's okay, Jiang Wan is serious, and this game will be fun. She is confident that she will be the one who has the last laugh, and this time Xia Yahan's death, it is estimated that Jiang Wan can also know something.

"Jiang Wanzong knows that Xia Yahan's death is related to this palace, and she can't do anything with this palace now."

"This palace is the head of the four concubines, and the concubine who holds the phoenix seal in the palace, Concubine Xi can do it in the palace at the beginning, let alone her."

Now Lu Zhixing's attention is on Jiang Wan's body, and she can't do it clearly, so she hits others again. Like a poisonous snake hiding in the grass, she is ready to seize the opportunity to strike a fatal blow to her prey.

After the people from the General's Mansion left with the coffins of Xia Yahan's master and servant, Jiang Wan stood in place and did not leave. Lu Zhixing also accompanied her and never left.

"It's windy here, let's go back."

"Your Majesty, Ju Chang has a deep affection for you, what do you think?"

Jiang Wan suddenly asked a question, which made Lu Zhixing a little surprised. He just replied silently, "It's a pity that I don't have feelings for her. ”

"Even if she is dead, Your Majesty will not have a trace of sadness?"

"Emperors have no tears."

Lu Zhixing was still indifferent and couldn't hear the voice of emotion, but Jiang Wan had already got the answer she wanted. Lu Zhixing is affectionate but affectionate, and he will not waste his feelings in areas that he doesn't care about.

If this is said to be a husband, it is tragic, but if it is a monarch and an emperor, he is qualified. Xia Yahan has never seen it clearly, maybe she saw it too clearly. This man who is so good that people can't reach the dust, in his heart, there will be no place for her in this life.

That's why Xia Yahan will be crazy, and will be devoured by the desire in his heart, like a light chaser from the darkness, desperate to get him. It's like a moth around a candle flame, knowing that it is going to die, but still moving forward.

"It would have been nice if she had realized it earlier, but unfortunately the original concubine was also wrong."

Jiang Wan regretted it, she shouldn't have given Xia Yahan that idea, and she shouldn't have encouraged Xia Yahan again and again. She lit the fire that made people obsessed with Xia Yahan, but she didn't stop her desperate actions.

Lu Zhixing looked at Jiang Wan, she was the same as before, but different. She made him unable to see through and made him doubt himself again and again.

"It's not your fault, don't blame yourself anymore."

This is the only time Jiang Wan did not resist Lu Zhixing's embrace, this is Lu Zhixing's way of comforting her. She once wanted to keep her distance from Lu Zhixing, resisted every gesture of favor during Lu Zhixing, and wanted to escape from this deep palace. And now, she must learn to accept and use in order to protect the people she cherishes in this treacherous whirlpool.

"Your Majesty, what do you think of concubines in your heart?"

Jiang Wan raised his head and looked at Lu Zhixing, Lu Zhixing didn't think that she would suddenly ask like this. Lu Zhixing frowned, he examined his heart for the first time, but his heart was a mess, and that important answer seemed to be wrapped in a fog.

Jiang Wan saw that Lu Zhixing had not spoken, she sighed, did not force it, and prepared to leave. Lu Zhixing grabbed her wrist and said with a serious expression, "Although I don't understand how I treat you, I don't want you to leave me. ”

Jiang Wan's footsteps stopped, and she didn't expect Lu Zhixing's answer to be like this. In Jiang Wan's ears, this is already Lu Zhixing's disguised expression of his intentions.

"But for concubines, this answer is not enough."

Jiang Wan smiled bitterly, broke free of Lu Zhixing's hand, turned around and left without looking back. Lu Zhixing froze in place, looking at the empty palm, the body temperature from Jiang Wan seemed to remain.

Thinking of her wry smile, Lu Zhixing frowned, his heart seemed to have been hit with a hammer, and he was emitting bursts of dull pain.

"What do you want?"

Jiang Wan returned to Luoyunxuan with Ping'er, pushed open the door and sat directly on the chair, she held her forehead with her hand, closed her eyes, and seemed to be very tired.

When Lu Zhixing said those words, she was touched. She knows that she also has affection for Lu Zhixing, but she is not from this world. Her soul came from that distant century, and she was educated so that she could only accept single-minded love.

"Lu Zhixing, you can't give me what I want, you can't give it to me."

Jiang Wan's heart was also very entangled, and Lu Zhixing's expression made her tempted, but she could only be tempted. A couple for a lifetime, in the royal family, is just a fantasy and a dream.

With her strong temperament, even if she has the same heart with Lu Zhixing, how can she bear him lingering among other concubines. In this life, if she has no possibility of leaving, she must also guard her heart and not let it be full of holes.

"Hire'er, freshen up for me, I'm tired."

"Yes, master."

After a few days of Xia Yahan's death, there was no sound, as if there was no such person in this palace. Her room Jiang Wan ordered to be renovated, leaving no trace of her life.

"Yahan, don't blame Bengong, Bengong is going forward, looking at everything you have been, Bengong is too uncomfortable."

Jiang Wan stood in front of the brand-new courtyard, watching the palace people come and go, and his eyes were sad and vicissitudes that he had never felt before.

"Concubine Wan Niangniang, where do you think this flower pot is appropriate?"

A palace maid came forward to ask Jiang Wan, Jiang Wan looked at her a little stunned, it was actually a little similar to Mo'er. Seeing that Jiang Wan was silent, the palace maid thought that she had done something wrong, and wanted to kneel down and ask for guilt.

"Don't be afraid, this palace is not so rude, you are a newcomer, this palace has never seen you?"

"The slave maid Xiaoyuan is a newly transferred palace maid."