When the people sent by the concubine came to the Chengxiang Palace, Ji Dingxiang, who was wearing a gray monk's robe, was kneeling in front of the Buddha in a daze. The string of Bodhi bracelets in front of her broke at some point, and the beads were scattered all over the ground, and she didn't get up to pick them up.

Her two sons, who killed each other, watched the child grow up day by day, who had indirectly killed her own flesh and blood, and now, even her adopted son died.

Many years ago, she was just a little maid next to Liangdi, the prince of the East Palace, and was given to the king of Guangling by Liangdi. Later, the king of the county accepted her as a roommate, and soon became pregnant, a man, and the eldest grandson of the prince, she thought that she finally had something to rely on in her life.

Even if the smart and clever Xu Huiniang came and shared most of the favor of the county king, she was not afraid, she simply stammered with Hui Niang, thinking that in case Hui Niang was corrected in the future, she would also be beneficial.

But not long after, the king of the county found the person he held on the tip of his heart, and directly married into the East Palace with a dowry of five hundred and twelve that she couldn't even imagine.

She knew that she had no talent in intelligence and strategy, so after Madame took Ning'er away from her, she learned to be silent, and she didn't fight, so Madame gave Yun'er to her.

From then on, she understood that she couldn't fight with her wife, she couldn't fight.

Later, the king of the county became the emperor, and the lady became the concubine, she has always been very obedient and low-key. She watched those young and vigorous little girls repeat the mistakes of Hui Niang, and also watched many people who fought against the concubine and the Guo family bring humiliation on themselves.

What now? She is a failed woman, but why not a concubine? The concubine and His Majesty dedicated their lives to the Tang Dynasty and were buried in intrigue and strife, but neglected their only son.

Even she can see that the prince is not a majestic prince, and he can't even be called benevolent and virtuous.

However, the concubine still has wisdom, and there is also the Guo family. And she, a mere fourth-grade talented person who has lost her heirs, except for continuing to cling to the concubine like a dispensable vine, what tricks can she turn out?

Therefore, when she learned that His Majesty had died and that King Li had also died, the Bodhi Seed in her hand was broken, and she hid in the quiet room to hide her face and weep. But after crying, she did not immediately rush to the front to mourn her son, she just knelt in silence in front of the Buddha and recited the Jizo Sutra all night.

When she heard someone telling her to go to the front, she suddenly realized that something was wrong. Your Majesty, the concubine is the queen mother, and King Li is also her concubine, and she doesn't need to call her this inconsequential adoptive mother to come forward.

It took her slightly dull eyes for a long time to look at the little eunuch who was passing the word, and asked, "Ahead, but what happened?" ”

The little eunuch didn't hide it, and replied: "Someone questioned the bones of His Royal Highness King Li...... I want to ask Ji Niangniang to go and recognize it. ”

Ji Dingxiang's heart jumped two beats violently - her Yun'er may not be dead!

She almost ran out like that, and when she heard the news, she wanted to know the truth more than anyone else.

But it was only for a moment that reason returned, and took away the foot she was about to step out of. In the decades in the palace, she has not become wiser and wiser, but she has learned to be calm.

If Yun'er hadn't died, the crown prince's ascension to the throne would have been more or less hindered, she knew that there had always been people in the court who supported King Li. In this way, the concubine must continue to confirm the charge of rebellion against King Li, and arrest him to apologize.

When the time comes, if you don't die, you have to die.

So today, the person lying in the coffin can only be King Li.

Ji Dingxiang raised her head and said slowly but firmly: "Yun'er has gone, yesterday I dreamed that he came to say goodbye. As a mother, how can you bear to see it with your own eyes again! The deceased is gone, and I will recite the mantra for him a thousand times in this ashram, and I will not go ahead. ”

The little eunuch who passed the word bowed and saluted: "In this way, the slave will bring Ji Niangniang's words to the concubine Niangniang." ”

When the little eunuch returned to Zichen Palace, when the ministers heard Ji's words, some people believed it, and some people still half-believed it. At this time, the little eunuch who went to the palace of King Li also came back and said, "Miss Liuwu has already arrived outside the palace gate." ”

"Swing the Hanyuan Palace."

With this faint command, Guo Zhu and Guo Ju brothers glanced at each other, a little cautious, hesitating to say anything to stop them. After all, everyone saw the scene when she lost her temper and broke down and cried in Hanyuan Hall last night.

Nian Yun knew what they were thinking, bowed his head at the two elder brothers, said "nothing" silently with his mouth, and led everyone to Hanyuan Palace.

His gaze touched the black coffin again, and Nianyun's footsteps paused. Behind her is his minister, and he is the Jiangshan Sheji that he values all his life. She took a deep breath and stepped inside.

When they stood still in the main hall of Hanyuan Palace, the catkins also happened to run in from the front. When she heard such news, she was so anxious that she didn't care about losing her honor in front of the concubine and the ministers, so she was dressed in plain clothes, with her hair scattered, and ran into the hall barefoot.

It was freezing and snowy outside, and her bare feet were red from the cold, perhaps long gone.

Nianyun can fully understand this woman, hearing the news that her husband may still be alive, she didn't have time to put on her shoes, as if nothing could be bigger than this at this time, and she couldn't hold anything else in her heart, so she ran barefoot through the wide and lonely streets of Chang'an City and ran into the palace.

At the door of Hanyuan Palace, she finally remembered something, and bowed to the concubine and the prince in a dignified manner.

Although a few old ministers felt that this was unseemly, they remembered that the concubine Niangniang had also lost her honor yesterday, and they didn't dare to say more.

At this time, this woman was an important witness, and dozens of pairs of eyes fell on her.

Nianyun said: "Liu Fu, the coffin of the second prince is in the side hall, you look carefully, don't make a mistake." ”

Liu Wu kowtowed, "Liu Wu has served His Royal Highness the Second Prince for eight years, and the clothes on His Royal Highness's body are all sewn by Liu Wu himself. ”

The body shape can be similar, and the face can be damaged, but people close to you can often recognize some special features, such as a mole on the body, such as an extremely subtle scar somewhere.

"In this case, then invite the catkins girl into the side hall."

A little eunuch guided in front, and the catkins hurried to the side hall, and everyone followed closely.

It was also a black-lacquered coffin, only slightly smaller than His Majesty's, and it was placed in the side hall in a dark and heavy place. Liu Wu walked over, and the little eunuch pulled the white cloth covering her bones.

His face was so badly damaged that he couldn't bear to look at it, so he covered it with a piece of brocade, which he didn't take off. The body is more or less intact.

The catkins trembled and stepped forward, holding the cold and stiff hand inside, and the big tears of the bean fell down the ground.

With just a touch, she knew it wasn't King Li.

But the real King Li, where is he? She had already heard that he was defeated because he failed to rebel, and if she had said that it was not him, he would continue to be hunted down, right?

In this life, in his heart, the person he loves the most is never her. He first had Liu Baolin, and then after moving out of the Taiji Palace, it almost reached the point of being indiscriminate and unrestrained, in short, the person in his heart was not her.

She is just a palace maid, a maid, how can she beg him to be devoted to her? Her greatest hope in this life is to be able to give birth to a child for him, and then wait until a hundred years later, she will have the honor to be buried in his mausoleum.

It's a pity that her belly is not angry, and she didn't give birth to a boy and a girl.

Now that he has an accident, the beautiful wife and concubine in the house immediately scattered, and even looted the valuable things in the house. She stayed, not knowing what her fate would be.

In the end, he probably won't think about her anymore, and he won't care about her.

Then let him forget about the rivers and lakes, but she can't forget it.

Liu Wu's tears fell big drops, knelt beside the coffin, and stroked a small scar on that hand, "This is His Royal Highness the Second Prince, it's him, this scar was accidentally injured when practicing swords six years ago......"

Everyone came over to see it, and there was indeed a small scar on the man's hand. In fact, she is just talking nonsense about that scar, but she is the most favored roommate around Li Yun, and this tearful appearance is indeed very convincing.

After everyone checked it and returned to her position, when the prince and Nianyun thanked her, she didn't avoid it and accepted this gift alive.

Even Nian Yun himself was a little stunned, but he saw Liu Fu slowly open his mouth and said: "His Royal Highness the Second Prince is too lonely, slave maid...... Just go underground to accompany him. ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone had not yet reacted, only to see Liu Fu get up quickly, use all his strength, and crash into the corner of the black coffin.

There was a muffled sound, and when the little eunuch hurriedly went to help her, Liu Fu's body was already leaning on the coffin and slid down softly. The blood on her forehead quickly gushed out, and a gorgeous red peony bloomed on her plain clothes, and a fishy sweet smell of blood filled the entire side hall in an instant.

Nian Yun watched the whole process in a daze, and unconsciously, tears flowed down again.

How good, no matter whether the people there are Li Yun or not, Liu Wu is dead as he deserves. She was a brave woman, she had no responsibilities and no children to raise, so she could do whatever she wanted.

And she, the concubine, seems to be beautiful, but even crying without image in front of her husband's spirit has to be subject to a lot of restrictions and attention. God knows, how much she wanted to go underground to accompany him like this!