It's just that when he saw the thick resentment above Zeng Xiaomei's palace, even Jin Qing couldn't help but sigh: What kind of bad does this person have to be in order to cause so much evil for himself.

At this time, Zeng Xiaomei had already received the news that Zeng Da had gone out on an errand, and was staying in the Buddhist hall to recite scriptures under the service of the palace people, as if she was praying for Zeng Da.

Although the brothers and sisters of the Zeng family are extremely poisonous to outsiders, they are really good to their own family.

After suffering the catastrophe at the beginning and the second child was nowhere to be found, Zeng Da and Zeng Xiaomei were more united.

I saw Zeng Xiaomei in the Buddhist hall constantly twisting the Buddhist beads in her hand, muttering and reciting Buddhist scriptures in her mouth, and knocking on the wooden fish in front of her from time to time.

Surrounded by the surrounding rosewood, Zeng Xiaomei's eyebrows and eyes were extremely soft, but there was a sense of peace with kind eyebrows.

As she grew older, and the emperor had never entered Zeng Xiaomei's palace, Zeng Xiaomei applied to the queen to build this small Buddhist hall in her palace.

After that, he diligently chanted and worshiped the Buddha and copied the scriptures every day, as if he wanted to eliminate his karma.

Over the years, Zeng Xiaomei always has the peaceful smell of sandalwood, coupled with her rarely turbulent expression, which makes her look a little outsider.

The surrounding palace people all stood quietly on the side, quietly guarding Zeng Xiaomei's recitation, and they were all palace people assigned by the queen to serve Zeng Xiaomei closely.

I have seen a lot of Zeng Xiaomei's methods on weekdays, and I know how poisonous their soft-faced master is behind his back.

The women in the palace don't have two faces, but I have to say that their master is really a woman with wrists.

has never been favored by the emperor, and he can still live safely in this palace until now.

not only hugged the thigh of the queen's mother, but now she has become the adoptive mother of the six princes, and their master is the first one.

With such a master, even in front of the other concubines in the harem, they have face.

It's just that the master's face is ruined, and her leg is lame, if she enters the palace in good condition, the situation in the harem will not change.

Now I can only say a pity, and it's a pity.

The palace people were thinking in their hearts, but their faces were not obvious at all, and they all stood motionless behind Zeng Xiaomei and waited.

Zeng Xiaomei finished reading the last scripture, picked up the bell at hand and knocked it, and the palace maid behind her immediately knew that Zeng Xiaomei's chanting today had ended, and hurriedly came over to help Zeng Xiaomei get up.

Zeng Xiaomei held the hand of the palace maid and slowly stood up, feeling that her legs were a little sore and could not be straightened, Zeng Xiaomei frowned.

Over the years, as she got older, the problems in her legs became more and more apparent, and sometimes the soreness made her unable to sleep all night.

But these pains can't be told to outsiders, so Zeng Xiaomei can only grit her teeth and endure it, venting her pain from other channels.

After standing firmly, Zeng Xiaomei pushed away the hand that the palace man was holding her in disgust: she didn't like the feeling of being supported like this, which would make her feel that she was still the helpless waste she was at the beginning.

The palace man obediently let go of his hand and stood back by the wall, looking at his nose, his nose and his heart hung his head and did not look at Zeng Xiaomei's expression.

Knowing that no one was looking at her broken leg, Zeng Xiaomei finally put her mind at ease, and commanded the palace people with a cane beside her: "Go to the palace and add some lamp oil to it, you can wait here." ”

Listening to the palace people whispering orders, Zeng Xiaomei slowly walked to the inner room of the Buddhist hall.

As soon as I pushed the door open, a wave of heat rushed in.

The structure of this house is extremely strange, except for the small door that Zeng Xiaomei just came into, there are no ventilation openings in this room, not even windows.

The room was completely made of stone, and the heat inside hit in bursts, making Zeng Xiaomei's breathing a little difficult.

Walking through a small corridor, you can clearly see the source of the heat wave.

It turned out that there were more than a dozen shelves in the room, and nearly 300 oil lamps were placed on them.

The flames on these oil lamps were originally a little dim, but after Zeng Xiaomei pushed the outer door open, there was a circulation of air, and the color of the flames seemed to be a little brighter.

Zeng Xiaomei began to add lamp oil to these oil lamps one by one, and then sighed leisurely and whispered: "I didn't intend to harm your lives, but the world is impermanent, if you don't die, I can't get what I want, so I can only wronged you."

After all, after you die, only me, a wicked man, will still remember you.

Now, I have lit the everlasting lamp for you, chanting and worshipping the Buddha with you every day to add more lamp oil, I hope you can rest in peace under the nine springs, don't blame me, it's good."

I have to say that Zeng Xiaomei's honey-confident appearance is really similar to the previous Zeng Da.

Xu was a little hypoxic in this room, and Zeng Xiaomei's face was red from the heat from the oil lamp.

The flickering flames reflected on her serious face, and it looked terrifying when her face flickered and flickered.

This secret room was specially built by Zeng Xiaomei at the beginning of the craftsmen who built the Buddha Hall, and the materials inside were made of stone, and a windproof corridor was also designed, for fear of walking away from the water in the palace.

This queen of the secret room also knew, but seeing that Zeng Xiaomei was just lighting the lamp inside, but she didn't do any witchcraft, she also went with her.

The queen is really not thin on Zeng Xiaomei, so she deliberately found an appropriate time to mention it as a joke in front of the emperor, which can be regarded as a clear way for this secret room.

And Zeng Xiaomei also came to the Buddhist hall every day to chant sutras, and by the way, she added some lamp oil to prevent these ever-bright lamps from going out.

It's just that the number of everlasting lamps in this secret room is still growing.

Just like when she gave Zeng Da the idea to kill Mo Wanxia, Zeng Xiaomei will always be sad afterwards and mourn her sin.

But the next time she encounters something, Zeng Xiaomei will still make a resolute move.

Because she deeply understands a truth, only the victor is qualified to regret the evil she has done.

Zeng Xiaomei was chanting people's names while wiping the oil lamps corresponding to people's names, these are all people she has dealt with in the palace.

She didn't regret that she had killed so many people, she just felt tired and annoyed

After wiping the last oil lamp and adding oil, Zeng Xiaomei sighed leisurely: "I will come to see you tomorrow, maybe I will come to accompany you soon." ”

Things in this palace are changing rapidly, who can say for sure.

Maybe tomorrow, she will become an oil lamp on someone else's table, but I don't know if that person will take care of her as sincerely as she does

Just when Zeng Xiaomei was sad, she suddenly felt a chill above her head, and Zeng Xiaomei subconsciously looked up.