Princess Hejing Wei Jiashi smiled with satisfaction, and even the opera on the stage felt much better.

What she didn't know, however, was that after she withdrew her gaze.

He Jingzheng looked at her with a deep face, as long as she turned around, she could see ......

After watching the play, Niu Hulu resigned with He Jingxian, and Hongli also left after sitting for a while.

When it came to this, the rest of the people couldn't stay anymore and left one after another.

Niu Hulu took He Jing to Cining Palace, and He Jing sat for a while before leaving.

A few days passed peacefully in the palace.

Thousands of miles away from the capital, a tense atmosphere was enveloping a room.

The steady woman with her hands covered in blood staggered out and knelt in front of the man with a "poof".

"Seven foreheads, princess, she has a difficult birth!"

The man sitting in the chair stood up in an instant.

"What did you say?"

Wen Pozi trembled her hands and repeated again: "The princess has a difficult birth." ”

The man's brow furrowed.

"You old woman, what nonsense?"

Wen Pozi sat on her knees, patted her elbow on the ground, and cried her face.

"How dare a slut deceive her forehead! Princess, she really can't do it, adults and children can only keep one ......"

The man snorted and suddenly laughed.

Half of his face was hidden in the darkness, so that people could not see the emotion, and his hands were clenched tightly into a ball.

He made a choice for a long time, with a kind of bitterness.

"Princess Paul......

After speaking, he turned around and called for someone to burn what he had already prepared.

Wen Pozi got the order and entered the house again......

In the courtyard, the fire was lit.

The man picked up the last pair of small flower shoes, on which a cute little lion was embroidered with colored threads, and there was a small "Yu" character.

He looked at it for a long time, and finally threw it into the brazier.

Looking at the flower shoes that were quickly ignited by the flames, the man finally couldn't help but sob.

"Jing'er, don't blame me, it's you who chooses between Yu'er."

Child......

There will still be......

After burning everything, he looked in the direction of the capital.

But it's too far away to see anything.

At this point, it was almost dawn......

Not long after Hongli fell asleep, Li Yu hurriedly ran in.

Hongli's fingers gently rubbed the jade wrench on the big finger, and his eyes were deep.

"Buried Hejing, and inform her of this."

Li Yu raised his head.

"Isn't it time to do that?"

Hongli paused.

"Come on......"

On the third watch, before dawn, the nuns in a temple outside the capital were still meditating.

"Dada~"

The sound of a wooden fish beating came from outside.

The woman looked at the old nun who had come in and opened her eyes.

She whispered "Master".

In the other party's eyes, there was grief.

"Huijia, the seventh princess is dead."

The woman's eyes widened as Huijia.

It was unbelievable.

The old nun tried to persuade her.

Before she could speak, the woman on her knees smiled.

"That's it, that's fine."

"It's me who I'm sorry for her......"

As the woman spoke, she stood up and walked out of the meditation room.

muttered in his mouth.

"That's it......"

Upon hearing the news of the death of the Seventh Princess, there was silence in the imperial city.

The woman sitting on the high seat was stunned.

"How could it be ......?"

A few days ago, she thought that Hejing could pave the way for herself.

It's just a few days before He Jing died because of childbirth.

She raised He Jing for many years, and He Jing always thought that she was her biological mother.

With Hejing by her side, this is her biggest backer.

Now that Hejing is dead, what should she do?

What should I do?

Killed the eldest princess?

Right!

Kill her......