And the other people in the palace didn't say anything, and there were no guests coming today, so An Linghan slept very comfortably.

And in the royal palace.

It's been the ninth day since I saw this, and An Linghan hasn't moved yet, but some people are happy and some are sad.

Joy is naturally the concubine, and she is in a good mood all day long, humming a little song and drinking a little tea, as if she has seen An Linghan's death.

And the emperor seemed a little worried, after all, he didn't want to execute An Linghan, after all, he had been on the throne for many years, could he not understand the deceit of those harems?

It's just that he wants An Linghan to find out the murderer, and if An Linghan is executed, where will he find a princess who is so obedient to Chu Xingze?

In this way, different people with different emotions spent the ninth day of worry.

On the morning of the tenth day, An Linghan unexpectedly did not sleep for a while, but got up early to freshen up, and also put on Princess Ze's exclusive princess clothes. Then he went into the palace.

Chu Xingze really wanted to go with An Linghan here, because he was worried that the shrew of the concubine would be annoyed and angry, and he would fight An Linghan.

But after being strongly vetoed by An Linghan, he could only reluctantly stay in Zewangfu.

Of course, Su Qin, who also stayed in Zewang's Mansion to guard the door.

Because An Linghan was worried that this time would be the same as last time, it was safer to leave Su Qin and Chu Xingze in Zewang's Mansion.

No matter how much Chu Xingze and Su Qin made trouble, it was useless, and they remembered that An Linghan had martial arts, so they no longer insisted.

After all, they also knew that An Linghan was for their good, and if someone found fault, with their identity, they would only hold An Linghan back.

But he still explained a lot in a rambling way.

An Linghan was very moved in his heart, thinking that this was the feeling of being very concerned.

An Linghan calculated the time, at this time, there was still about half an hour before the emperor retreated from the dynasty, and now the time to set off from the Zewang Mansion to the palace was just right.

After all, as a junior, it's not good for her to make the emperor wait, right? And the sacred heart is unpredictable, in case the emperor is unhappy, wouldn't An Linghan be......

An Linghan sat alone in the carriage of the palace, and the carriage was bumpy all the way, which made people look a little drowsy.

After passing all the way in a daze, I finally arrived at the gate of the palace.

An Linghan hurriedly jumped off the carriage, and after a bumpy ride along the way, she was a little sick to her stomach.

An Linghan slowed down for a while, and then raised his head again and walked towards the palace, and An Linghan still had a dagger, earrings, and the small dark red blood clot on his body.

Gonggong Li has been waiting for An Linghan here, since the emperor just went to the court, he has been waiting here.

Now when he saw An Linghan coming, his eyes lit up and said: "Ouch, our little ancestor, Princess Ze, you are here, our family has been waiting here for a long time under the orders of the emperor." ”

An Linghan nodded very calmly, obviously getting used to Gonggong Li's enthusiasm.

Then, An Linghan followed Gonggong Li to the imperial study, waiting for the emperor to return from the court.

There are a lot of court affairs today, so the emperor's side has been delayed a lot.

On the other side, in the palace of the concubine, the concubine was still complacent because the time had come, and there was no news from the emperor's side.

The whole person was lazy, thinking that An Linghan had made no progress on his side, so she could sit back and wait for An Linghan's death with peace of mind.

As a result, the whole person relaxed his vigilance.

Lan Xiang saw the appearance of the concubine on the side and sneered.

Sure enough, she is a big-breasted and brainless woman, and the emperor has not yet retired from the court, so he began to be complacent in advance.

As soon as Lan Xiang saw the concubine, she remembered her father and mother who died tragically, and she hated it so much.

When I think of the family affairs of the concubine, even if I frame a favorite concubine, it doesn't matter if I don't worry about my life, it's just a fall from grace.

Thinking of this, Lan Xiang felt that the situation was unfair, obviously the concubine and the queen were doing evil in Beijing, but no one would give them the punishment they also had.

When they killed their father and mother, they only gave five taels of silver, and their father's face was only worth five taels of silver, how ironic.

As soon as she and her sister thought that the enemy's daughter was living a comfortable life in the palace, the hatred in their hearts poured out like a tide, so she and Lan Yu would enter the palace and look for a chance to take revenge.

Lan Xiang screened the people around her, and then took a white silk.

Lan Xiang rubbed the white silk in her hand, and then walked towards the concubine with an expressionless face.

At this time, the concubine still didn't realize that the danger was coming, and she was still shouting: "Someone! Are you all dead? The main palace is going to eat! Is there anybody? Lan Xiang, where did you die from a lazy dead girl? ”

Lan Xiang was not angry when she heard the concubine scolding her, opened the door, walked away, and closed the door after entering, isolating this place from the outside world.

When the concubine heard the door open, she thought that Lan Xiang had come to serve her, and finally nodded with satisfaction and said, "You dead girl, where did you die just now?" Didn't you hear Hongu calling you? ”

"When the slave and maid heard, didn't this come? I'm here to help my mother. Lan Xiang said expressionlessly.

The concubine didn't feel the slightest sense that something was wrong, and still lay there with her eyes closed.

After a long time, the concubine suddenly felt a little difficult, as if her neck was bound by something, which made it difficult for her to breathe now.

The concubine opened her eyes suddenly, and then her eyes widened, and she was obviously a little incredulous when she saw the Lan Xiang in front of her who was strangling her neck with white silk.

How dare this? How dare you do this to her?

The concubine wanted to scold, but he couldn't speak now, and could only make a whimpering sound.

The concubine let out a violent struggle, her hands and feet slapping Lan Xiang hard.

But Lan Xiang has been beaten and scolded by the concubine for so many years, what is this little trouble?

Holding the concubine without moving, Lan Xiang watched with a hideous face as the range of the concubine's struggle gradually decreased, and her sobs gradually weakened.

In the end, the concubine had no strength to move anymore, and she couldn't make a sound in her throat, and then closed her eyes forever.

Lan Xiang began to look at the concubine who had gradually become cold in front of her, her face was very calm, she had already experienced the harem battle, and the death of one or two people seemed ordinary, and she saw the death of the concubine, and she did not feel pity or fear when she arrived.

It's a kind of pleasure, a kind of happiness of revenge.

Lan Xiang stumbled and took off the white silk from the concubine's neck, then hung it on the beam, tied a dead knot and hung the concubine again, and then there was a stool that was kicked down at the concubine's feet.

created a false impression that the concubine committed suicide in fear of crime.

Then, Lan Xiang scavenged some of the concubine's valuable jewelry, put a small burden on her back, and escaped from the palace in disguise.

She had already said hello to Lan Yu, and it was definitely not something that could be done in a day or two to bring down the queen, so she left the palace first, and then joined Lan Yu inside and outside.

And An Linghan, who was reporting the process and results of the investigation to the emperor in the imperial study, didn't know that the culprit had been killed.

An Linghan laid out the evidence one by one and explained them one by one.

The emperor was still sighing at the magic of fingerprints, but when he heard about the poisoning, he frowned, and he had never heard of the poisoning.