Finally, not long ago, she waited for the little master.

The little master said, "Aunt Xiangying, Yan'er will take you away." ”

She was not unmoved, and even instinctively wanted to nod her head, but just for a moment, she hesitated.

Get out of the palace and live the life of a common man? Can she really do it?

When she was four years old, she was sent into the palace by her father as a maid, and she has lived within the walls of this square palace for decades.

What's more, after decades in the palace, she didn't know what it was like outside the palace, and the free world she was afraid of longing for turned out to be another strange and incompatible hell.

So she retreated, resisted, and finally stubbornly stayed in the palace, seeing that the return of the little master was enough, and she spent her last years in this palace, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Xiangying came back to her senses because she smelled a strange fragrance, and then lost consciousness again......

When she opened her eyes, she was already tied up in this dark room in the middle of nowhere, and Xiangying tried to move her stiff body, except for the place where she was tied by the rope, there was no other pain on her body, and it seemed that the other party had just taken her to be a hostage.

And who kidnapped herself and smuggled her out of the palace, Xiangying already had a guess in her heart, after so many years, who else is still ghostly and refuses to let go of Concubine Shugui, except for his Ye Yang family, who else can there be?

At this time, the chains outside the door were opened, and the figure who pushed the door in then did not disappoint Xiangying - the father of the poisonous woman, the helmsman of the Ye Yang clan, Ye Yanghou.

Seeing that Xiangying had already opened her eyes, Ye Yanghou took two steps closer and said without emotion: "You have woken up." ”

Xiangying couldn't make a sound at the moment, and only glanced at Ye Yanghou with great disgust.

"You are the maid of the demon woman, you have met many times in the palace, you should know who the old man is."

Xiangying sneered in her heart, all these years, Xiangying has been looking forward to the vicious father and daughter of the Ye Yang family day and night, how can she not recognize him? Although Ye Yanghou is much older than back then, the coldness and viciousness in his eyes are exactly the same as in his memory, even if he turns to ashes, Xiangying can recognize the other executioner who killed his master!

"Look at your eyes, as if you are going to eat the old man, it seems that you have a lot to say, so the old man will take the strip of cloth from your mouth." As he spoke, Ye Yanghou waved his hand, and the entourage behind him stepped forward to untie the strip of cloth that Xiangying was holding in his mouth.

Xiangying was shocked at how Ye Yanghou could be like this, liberating his lips and teeth, just wanted to use Xiangying to lure the little master out, and he couldn't drag the little master down no matter what.

At the moment when the strip of cloth completely broke away from Xiangying's mouth, she bit her tongue between her teeth.

Goodbye, little master, the slave will go to heaven to bless you with the mother.

"Ding Ding Dong!"

Just as she was about to bite her tongue and kill herself, Ye Yanghou suddenly raised her hand and showed a string of things, accompanied by a crisp collision sound.

"You have to think about it before you kill yourself." Ye Yanghou smiled sinisterly, "If you die, the old man will let this thing turn into powder and go with you." ”

Xiangying raised her head and looked closely, the string of things in his hand was actually the string of white jade Yingluo that disappeared from the Migli of the Cold Palace Buddha Hall a few days ago!

It was the Yingluo that Tanglin Xun brought for her when he canonized his master as Shuguifei, and it was her most cherished piece of jewelry, and it was also the object that hid her biggest secret during her lifetime.

Therefore, the meaning of Xiangying living in the cold palace over the years is to protect this string of white jade and the secrets it carries.

And just over a month ago, the string of jewels placed in the secret compartment of the Buddha hall disappeared. Xiangying rummaged in the cold palace for a long time and there was no shadow of Yingluo, but in fact, when she saw that the box in the dark compartment was empty, she knew that Yingluo had been stolen, because she never took Yingluo away from the Buddha platform for half a step, and even the semi-monthly wipe would be quietly taken out at midnight when people were quiet.

Xiangying is either praying for Mo Yan in the Buddhist hall every day, or walking back and forth in the Kunyi Palace, missing Concubine Shu, and even sleeping in the side wing next to the Buddhist hall, in order to be able to take care of everything in the Buddhist hall.

What's more, the cold palace has never been avoided by everyone, who stole Yingluo, and when did he do it?

But soon, Xiangying targeted her suspicion on Ye Yanghou, although the person most likely to know Yingluo's secret was the emperor, but if the emperor wanted to take this Yingluo, he would not wait until today, and he would take it openly, so why sneak around?

So the person who always hates Concubine Shu and has the ability to steal her relics, except for the Ye Yang family, Xiangying really can't think of a second one.

And the Yingluo in Ye Yanghou's hand in front of him confirmed all of Xiangying's conjectures.

At this time, Ye Yanghou looked at Xiangying with interest, "Have you thought about it?" Your old man doesn't care, but this Yingluo, someone cares, right?"

"Ye Yangzhong, you old fox!" Xiangying couldn't wait to rush up and break this insidious and cunning person into pieces at this moment, but she couldn't move her hands and feet, and all the resentment and hatred could only turn into an uncontrollable scream.

Xiangying secretly thought to herself in her heart, the matter has come to this, whether it is for herself or the string of Yingluo in Ye Yanghou's hand, the little master will be desperate to break in, so even if she dies at this moment, it will be useless.

In this case, Xiangying changed her mind, it is better to take a bold fight, and when the little master comes, she may be able to help him.

At this time, someone approached and directly pushed the door into the secret room, Ye Yanghou did not show surprise, it seemed that it was his entourage.

The attendant approached and whispered something in his ear, and at the same time, Ye Yanghou's slender eyes began to fluctuate significantly, and even showed a trace of excitement and greed that did not shy away.

"He's coming, he's finally showing up."

Xiangying took a deep breath, already having a plan in her heart.

The next moment, she closed her eyes, her innocent face looked even more sad and desperate, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Master, it's useless to be a slave, you can't keep Yingluo, you can't protect the little master, the slave and maid will come to heaven to ask you for your sin!" ”

Saying that, Xiangying once again wanted to bite her tongue and commit suicide.

And this time, Ye Yanghou didn't let it go, but reached out and pinched her cheek tightly, so that her lips and teeth couldn't close, and stared at her with interest: "You are smart, you know that the evil seed can't escape this catastrophe, and you want to die first?" ”

Xiangying opened her eyes, as if all thoughts were lost, "Yes, it's enough for you to have that Yingluo, I'm worthless to you, am I?" ”

(End of chapter)