Chapter Forty-Eight
"Fujin has been tired lately? Can't even keep the purity of this little palace? Yongyan changed his clothes from Ning Shuyuan and went straight to Langhui Yuan's Fujin. Before the tea was finished, the words of a little accountability were already sounded.
Langjuan only felt a buzz above her head, and knelt down in a panic, "The concubine was derelict in her duties, failed to manage the affairs of the house, and asked the prince to surrender!" ”
Yongyan is not ignorant of Langjuan's temperament, but it is really not a good strategy for her to be more restrained and cautious.
Looking at a room of silent slaves and maids and Langjuan who lowered her eyebrows and lamented, the arrogance of Yongyan's words was suppressed by himself, and he said speechless and helplessly: "You are also the lord of a mansion, how can you lose that majesty and certainty the longer it lasts." Although the weak and beautiful temperament is good, it is not completely suitable for the royal family, Langjuan, you should also understand what I mean, right? ”
I had never heard Yongyan say it so bluntly, Lang Juan was a little short of breath and weak for a while, and she almost wanted to faint, she even felt that there was no use in this life.
Said carefully: "The concubine knows her mistake, and the concubine - must be - manage the affairs of the palace well." The prince is working hard outside, don't bend your body for these trivial things. "Langjuan was afraid that the prince would make a mistake, but she handled things inappropriately and caused chaos to the prince.
The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, Langjuan's eyes were slightly red, and she should hold back the tears.
Yongyan originally wanted to knock and knock her, after all, as the mother of the Qing Dynasty, how could she only have the talent of a small family of jade, but you see that Langjuan, who was already scared before he said anything, and the slaves in the courtyard, where can anyone take care of it?
At this time, Yongyan, who began to worry about Langjuan's ability as the mother of the country, remembered the meaningful words that Huang Ama had said to him at the beginning.
"Get up." Yongyan said in a low voice.
"Thank you, Lord Xie~" Lang Juan's heart suddenly warmed and sour. And when they saw that their master had risen, they all arose.
"Then Jin'er is recruited?" Yongyan asked Sibao to stop the burning incense, and asked after staring at the incense made by changing the cassia seeds.
Suddenly, Lang Juan's palms were stained with sweat, and she stood up with a sigh of relief and said, "She--fear of sin-suicide......"
"Really?" Yongyan didn't look at her, and the wrench in his hand didn't feel cold.
"The concubines asked the Zongren Mansion, and they all said that Jin'er kept admitting that it was her doing, of course, she also signed the certificate, but before she had time to transfer to the prison, such a thing happened. I think it should be because she is afraid of dying of old age......" Langjuan's grief was fully displayed, and she was moved.
There was no stumbling at all.
Xiutan, who was so worried that she almost fainted, glanced at Fu Jin, and sighed in her heart The master's determination.
"Lord Qiqi, although that Jin'er has confessed that she did it, but this maid has not had any enmity with Goya Fang Fujin on weekdays, I am afraid that there is something wrong, and the master also said that he should investigate it again?" Xiutan saw that the prince was silent, since he wanted to do it, he must do it all, his heart was horizontal, and he said with a thoughtful appearance.
"Embroidered sandalwood! The prince has his own measure, when will it be your turn to interject? Lang Juan shouted crisply.
Yongyan was silent.
Xiutan was snorted by Lang Juan, stepped back and stood faintly and stopped talking.
Clear-eyed people can see it, and Xiutan's words are clearly involved-Hui Ran.
Yongyan looked at Lang Juan in a heavy tone and said, "Then what should I do if I think of Fujin?" ”
I have never felt that time is so long, every minute and second seems to be tormented for a long time, and it is only at this time that Lang Juan truly realized that she often teaches others what she says: if you tell a lie, sometimes you may use a hundred lies to make it round, why bother?
The concubine felt that although Jin'er confessed, after all, the current situation was dead, and there was no definite evidence to prove that Hui Fujin had such evil intentions, so there was no reason to punish him. It's just that Goya's side is afraid that it will be difficult to accept it easily, so she can only grieve Hui Ran to suffer a little...... "My heart is empty, and Lang Juan still doesn't have the courage to put Hui Ran in a desperate situation after all."
And when Lang Juan finished speaking softly, Xiu Tan's heart also fell into the abyss, she wanted to force the master to be ruthless, so as to establish the position of the East Palace, who would have thought that the master's heart was soft, but he was still cowardly.
She only worries that her master's compassion will not be understood, but will lead her into a predicament.
"That being said, the charge cannot be established. However, it is still necessary to fine Hui Ran for half a year, copy the death mantra three hundred times and burn it to the child, so as to warn the subordinates of the responsibility of not being strict. In addition, the serving maid does not need to be allocated anymore, and it is not a big problem for her to be wronged. He ordered the Imperial Physician to take good care of Goya's body, and allowed her to meet in Amma's house for a few days, in order to be relieved. Yongyan's eyes darkened, and he commanded.
Lang Juan listened carefully, nodded frequently, and her expression was slightly sluggish.
"As for you—" Yongyan paused for a moment.
Lang Juan knew that she was guilty, and stood up again, her fingers clenched tightly together, and her muscles and bones were distinct, and she was very sluggish.
Yongyan didn't want to sit for another second, his eyes swept over Lang Juan, and he didn't stop for a moment.
The folding fan shook violently, and stepped forward to leave Langjuan behind, and Yongyan with his hands behind his back seemed to have made a great determination, "Go to Donghua Temple to recite Buddhist scriptures, and calm down......"
Lang Juan didn't know what Yongyan's expression was, but the indifference and alienation in this tone were so clear, just listening to it, she was full of coldness, it seemed that Yongyan was really disappointed in her......
The more I thought about it, the more sad I became, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that the days were obscure, and Langjuan's whole heart was falling painfully.
"Master, why don't you let the slave continue? This is a great opportunity for you, in this palace for many years, only Hui Fujin's favor can compare with you, if she is left out because of this matter, then you will not have someone to compete with in the future? Xiutan has mentioned the importance of this matter to the master several times, obviously the master agreed before, but she didn't say anything just now, and the master blocked her words with a word. Like a thorn, the embroidered sandalwood was uncomfortable, so the embroidered sandalwood couldn't help but impatiently ask the master about his thoughts when he left Lang Huiyuan in front of the prince.
"That's it...... He didn't want Hui Ran to have an accident in the first place, so what's the point of me holding on? Besides, we have no evidence to prove that it was Hui Ran who instigated it, and it was the real self-inflicted crime to kill himself. The prince has already been disappointed in me, I am only worried about what to do with Mianning? What about the child? Langjuan burst into tears, full of the prince's cold indifference and guilt for the child, and she couldn't even talk to Xiutan to raise her spirit.
"Fujin! Can't you get depressed? Speaking of the horizon, you are also the main palace master of Prince Jia's mansion, and there are second elder brothers and princesses to protect you, no matter when it comes, the prince will not treat you coldly, don't think nonsense! Liuying was quick to talk straight, and he couldn't see the master's distress, so he hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him.
Xiutan felt sorry for her master, and she didn't say anything like being based in the palace, so she nodded and persuaded: "Yes, master, Liuying is right." Don't think too much, as the saying goes, as long as Qingshan is not afraid of no firewood, not to mention that you are still in charge of the palace, don't be tired of yourself. ”
Langjuan gradually put away her sorrow, gently wiped the corners of her eyes with a brocade hand, and sighed: "Hey, it's my body......"
Although Lan Xin was also worried, but Liuying and Xiutan were serving, she didn't interject, and her eyes were watching around to see if there was anything else she could help.
"Master, don't speculate on your own, the imperial doctor has said that there is no problem, that is, there is no problem!" Liu Ying was afraid that the more her master thought about it, the more sad she became, so she cut off the topic and said in a brisk tone.
"Alright, Hotaru. Hold on to your master's rest! Xiutan glanced at Liuying and said.
So, Liuying obediently teased Langjuan and helped Langjuan to the bedroom.
"Lan Xin, is Fujin's medicine boiled?" Looking at the figure of the master, Xiutan sighed infinitely, if these slaves and maids don't plan for the master, they are afraid that the sentimental master will be bullied and suppressed sooner or later!
Lan Xin nodded and said softly, "It's already been served, it's still a little hot, I'll serve the master to drink it later." ”
After that, there were Lan Xin and Liuying waiting in the house, and Xiu Tan took an umbrella with a wishful knot and went out.
Lang Juan in the house still had palpitations when she remembered what she said to the prince.
This person, when he has the first time, he wants to have a second time, and when he has an evil thought, he doesn't think it is an evil thought......