Just when Wanjun was still thinking about how to get out, he saw Xiangxuan walking over with her head down. She looked as if she had been hit by something, and her whole body collapsed.

"Du Wanjun, you can go."

A jailer opened the door of the cell and pushed Xiangxuan in.

Xiangxuan was pushed in, didn't say a word, walked to the corner with her head down, and squatted down. Wanjun's eyes widened, looking at Xiangxuan in front of her in disbelief.

"Du Wanjun, you can go, I said what are you still doing in a daze?"

The jailer urged Wanjun again.

"What? Me, I can get out. ”

He only cared about looking at Xiangxuan just now, and he didn't pay attention to what the jailer said. When he heard the jailer say this, he was also surprised. This happiness did come a little suddenly, but he didn't know why he went out.

Wanjun walked out of the cell door and turned to look at Xiangxuan. The grievances in her heart dissipated a lot in an instant, maybe because the bad guys finally got retribution, or maybe she was taking pity on Xiangxuan.

When he walked out of the prison, he saw Chunqiu standing outside.

"You, why are you here?"

Wanjun was very happy when he saw Chunqiu, if no one else was there, he would definitely run over and hug him and give him a kiss.

"Why can't I, be here?"

Chunqiu's smile was so gentle, Wanjun could smell the sunny breath emanating from him.

"Why don't you ask me why you came out so easily?"

Chunqiu's smile like a crescent moon in the sky, as well as his warm and magnetic voice made Wanjun want to stop.

He walked up to Chunqiu, looked around, and found that no one was looking at them, so he took Chunqiu's hand: "Of course it was Brother Zuo who saved me!" ”

"I mean, you're too blatant, aren't you? Dare to hold my hand in broad daylight! ”

Chunqiu's evil smile aroused Wanjun's desire, he just liked his bad feeling, and it really made him crazy.

"Brother Zuo, do you know? From the first time I saw you, I was, I couldn't control the frenzy in me, like a crazy bison, crashing around in my heart. ”

"Okay, okay, don't be numb, I can tell you, this is the palace, you have to be careful when you speak, don't let outsiders hear."

The Spring and Autumn Period interrupted Wanjun's fleshy love words, and I really haven't met anyone who dares to talk about love in this palace, especially in this Ming Dynasty, which is even rarer. His worries were not unreasonable, the palace was full of eyes and ears, and one careless person could fall to the ground.

"I know, it's still Brother Zuo who is good to me. By the way, what did you do to Xiangxuan? When she came back, it was as if she was a different person. ”

Wanjun let go of Chunqiu's hand, and he walked out of the cell with Chunqiu's shoulder.

"I told her that I had all the evidence, and if she didn't want Concubine Zhuang to have anything to do, then she would confess her guilt. And then, and then she took all the crimes. ”

......

Yes, Concubine Zhuang has a good minion who does not hesitate to take her own life for her. In this deep palace, it has to be said that it is a blessing for Concubine Zhuang to have such a master-servant relationship.

Without Wanjun's Taichang Temple, it seems that even the soul of Taichang Temple is gone. Taichang Siqing hadn't shaved for a few days, and his beard made him look a little vicissitudes. Xiyan also had no intention of practicing dance, sitting on the dance floor in a daze.

As soon as Wanjun entered Taichang Temple, he found an abnormality here. On weekdays, there are all kinds of sounds in the yard, but today I can't hear any sounds. He thought something was going on, so he ran to Xiyan's room.

Xiyan's room was empty, and his heart suddenly pinched, really nothing would happen, right? He wondered if he was practicing and ran towards the dance floor.

Suddenly, a small wind blew from behind him, and the white veil of the dance floor floated. Xiyan's pale cyan clothes also floated in the wind, covering his face, and he had no intention of taking them away.

"Sunset!"

Xiyan didn't seem to hear Wanjun's voice, and was still sitting on the dance floor.

"Xiyan, it's me, Wanjun, I'm back!"

Wanjun's tears flowed out uncontrollably, he didn't know that there were so many people in this world who cared about him.

Xi Yan turned around when he heard the voice, and he saw Wanjun standing in front of him. He couldn't hold it back, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

Wanjun didn't have time to wipe the tears off her cheeks, so she ran towards Xiyan.

He hugged Xiyan: "Xiyan, I ......"

Wanjun couldn't speak after all, he could only let his tears tell everything.

"Wanjun, it's good to come back, it's good to come back. I know you're suffering inside. Don't cry, Wanjun......"

Xiyan's crying was louder than Wanjun's, but he was still comforting him and telling him not to cry.

"Let's go, let's go see the adult, he's worried about you too."

......

Early the next morning, the jailer found Xiangxuan dead in prison. The jailer said that she had hanged herself and had not noticed anything unusual before she died.

Concubine Zhuang was still asleep when she was woken up by the palace maid.

"Mother, mother!"

"What's wrong? Early in the morning, I don't let people sleep. ”

Concubine Zhuang was very dissatisfied with the palace maid coming to disturb her dreams so early, although she was uneasy in the past few days, and she didn't have any dreams.

"Niangniang, Xiangxuan committed suicide!"

When Concubine Zhuang heard that Xiangxuan had committed suicide, she sat up all of a sudden, and she didn't even have time to put on her clothes, so she ran out: "You say it again, who committed suicide?" ”

The palace maid said nervously: "Xiang, Xiangxuan." ”

Concubine Zhuang was stunned at first, then her eyes were glazed, and tears ran out after a while.

"Xiangxuan, ah! Xiangxuan. ”

Concubine Zhuang sat on the ground and screamed, she pounded her chest: "Xiangxuan, Xiangxuan, you, why are you so stupid?" ”

Concubine Zhuang closed her eyes and shouted, "Du Wanjun, you wait." I won't let you have a good time, it's all because of you, it's all because of you Xiangxuan that you died. ”

Xiangxuan's body was sent back to her hometown, and Concubine Zhuang also gave Xiangxuan's family a large sum of money.

Wanjun was not surprised at all when she learned that Xiangxuan had committed suicide, if she didn't commit suicide, then it was very likely that Concubine Zhuang would die. There are laws for everything in the world, and if you don't die, someone will naturally fill this vacancy.

Wanjun stood in the attic, looking at the children chasing and playing in the distance, his heart tightened. What does it mean for a person to live like Xiangxuan, to die for an unworthy master?

There is a palace maid who dies in the palace, so naturally another one will come in as a substitute. No one will pity her, and no one will pay tribute to her. The walls of the palace are still there, and the people who are locked are unfortunate, who dares to say that Xiangxuan's death is not a blessing?