Cheng Liang was always incredulous about what he saw and heard with his own eyes tonight.

Standing in front of him at this moment, such a gentle, dignified, intelligent, and well-born daughter will be used as a tool to 'kill people with a knife'?

And he couldn't imagine that in addition to the fire eight years ago, there was such a shocking secret.

In this way, on the day of the death of the emperor 17 years ago, his little master, mother and son, who were only five or six years old, were forced to leave the Taimiao Temple and return to the palace to see him for the last time, and they were almost killed by black-clothed masked robbers on the way, which was really not for robbing money, but for ......

Although over the years, the owner has always suspected that the gang of robbers was most likely done by the guards in the temple to prevent them from escaping, but later they were all suspicious and there was no trace of them, so they had to give up and stop it.

The master felt: If the people from Taimiao came just to prevent them from escaping, why bother to disguise themselves if they were famous; But if a robber robs money, he turns a blind eye to the gold and silver; Moreover, the owner, who was too young at that time, really couldn't remember where he had seen the masked man who seemed to have only dangled in front of his eyes once.

In this way, it is all right, it turns out that all this is like this. For that position, the Queen Mother really took great pains......

It's horrible, it's really horrible. It turned out that in the past 17 years, the mother and son in the palace have been so eyeing the Qin Wangfu and have wolf ambitions.

But now, they have got everything they want, the position of the queen mother, the respect of the son of heaven, they already have it. But why did he refuse to let go of the Qin Palace? But why did they only do it to the concubine, the emperor's plan? His plan...... What is it......

After a long time, I heard Cheng Liang say slowly, "Miss Lu, I really can't think of it." Today's drama of 'inviting the king into the urn and treating his body in the way of others' is really 'catching turtles in the urn', and the harvest is full! ”

Unexpectedly, Lu Tianjiao suddenly got rid of his fear, and then chuckled with a pleasant face, and immediately denied it, "Yes, I don't know what General Cheng thinks, how Tianjiao's acting skills compare with the servants in the troupe?" ”

Hearing this, Cheng Liang couldn't help but immediately glared at him, looking surprised.

"Slut, don't talk nonsense here, reverse right and wrong, don't hurry up and kneel down and kowtow to the concubine Niangniang to confess." Suddenly, Mama Zhang reprimanded her from outside the hall.

Hearing this, everyone in the hall unanimously turned their eyes to it.

I saw Mama Zhang with a miserable white makeup, a green lantern in her hand, and a purple palace dress dressed in Fangcai, slowly stepping into the main hall. Her words and deeds, every move is like the real body of the concubine, and it is not a loss that the old man who has served the concubine all his life can imitate the concubine's voice and appearance so realistically.

"If you don't kneel yet, when?" As soon as Mama Zhang came in, she said angrily to Lu Tian.

"What does Mama Zhang mean by this? Although you are the old lady of the Qin Palace, the concubine

The closest person around my mother before her death, but it is not my turn Lu Tianjiao to kneel to you, right? Lu Tianjiao said confidently.

"Miss Lu, don't think that your father Lu Xian is loyal to His Royal Highness King Qin and is deeply respected by His Royal Highness. In this way, you can pretend to be a tiger in the Qin Palace, act arbitrarily and hurt people's lives? is making waves in the Qin Palace, shouldn't he bow down to the concubine Niangniang and admit his mistakes? Mama Zhang said.

Lu Tianjiao raised his hand and smoothed the messy hair between his sideburns, chuckled, and said slowly, "The fox is fake and mighty, acting arbitrarily and recklessly, hurting people's lives?" Make waves in the palace of King Qin...... It seems that Mama Zhang is really proud of the sky. Although Tianjiao was born without his mother's control, he was fortunately born in a scholarly family, and was strictly taught by his father since he was a child. ”

Sure enough, it is an extremely tenacious white lotus, Lu Tianjiao is worthy of being Lu Tianjiao, today he was exposed on the spot by the people of the entire Qin Wangfu who worked so hard to 'catch turtles in the urn', and turned around so quickly to recover as before, completely as if nothing had happened.

Hearing this, Mama Zhang forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, smiled at it, blew out the green lantern in her hand in one go, and walked over to put it in the corner. Then he instructed the two guards on the side, "Go and light all the lights in the hall, the brighter the better." Tonight, I am afraid that the entire Qin Wangfu is boiling, and presumably His Royal Highness the King of Qin will not be able to sleep peacefully. Unexpectedly, this Miss Lu still has the potential to be a servant. Then let His Royal Highness on the sickbed listen to it well, and take a good look at this play of Miss Lu tonight, how she wants to sing it, so good. ”

The guards looked at each other for a moment, and then looked at Cheng Liang, Cheng Liang nodded to him, and the guards separated and went over to hold the lamps in turn.

In an instant, in the dim hall, the lights were restored everywhere, and the various expressions such as joy, anger, panic or relief and surprise that still remained on the faces of everyone in the hall were all really illuminated at all, without a trace of hiding.

And the man on the sickbed, on the face that was angular, cold and majestic, and incomparably noble, unchanged like a celestial man, his eyes were still closed, but the pale color on his face seemed to have recovered a lot.

Mama Zhang stared at it from a distance for a moment, and seemed to be a little relieved when she saw this. So, he paced slowly to the edge of a burning brass candlestick by the window where he had just stood outside.

She stood there, silently watching the red candle oil on the candlestick slowly slide down the copper frame, and before it was far away, it solidified again, layer upon layer, although it was also a delicate new candle flower, but it looked hideous, as if it was now in front of her