But such thoughts quickly disappeared, what kind of person is Jian Hening, even if she really has compassion, she will not use it for this part.

Ah Xiu is a key step in her plan, and now she has used the drug, and now she is unconscious, so she is resigned to fate.

Jian Hening originally wanted to make a bitter plan by herself, and drank the bowl of dark decoction by herself, but according to some of the dosages modified by herself in the book, this decoction still smelled bitter and terrible, she was very confident that this potion would definitely work, but how much pain it would be, no one knew this, Jian Hening also looked at the book and made it herself.

In that forbidden book, it is said that if you drink this bowl of medicine, you will be worse than dead, vomit will not stop, high fever will not go away, fainting will be able to recover after three days, and there will be no danger to life.

But even so, Jian Hening carefully studied the dosage and could guarantee that she would not die after drinking this medicine, but she still didn't dare to drink this bowl of soup medicine.

No one knows if it will die, but if it does, it will really be a thing that outweighs the loss.

So Jian Hening asked Ah Xiu to drink this bowl of medicine, Ah Xiu was her favorite in the eyes of everyone and took care of the eldest girl by her side for the longest time, so it was not strange that she cared about her.

Seeing Ah Xiu lying on the bed, surrounded by her vomit, Jian Hening felt a little distressed at that moment, but this instantaneous distress was quickly defeated by the luck in her heart.

Fortunately, he didn't choose to drink the bowl of medicine, if it was himself who drank the potion, how terrible it would be, his image in Ji Ziqi's mind was about to disappear, and such a disgusting image In front of Ji Ziqi, Jian Hening would definitely feel embarrassed.

Jian Hening didn't really like anyone in her life, and Ji Ziqi was just one of her goals, this was the ladder for her to rise to the top, and it was the ticket for her to get a foothold in Beijing in the future.

The capital has everything, the best things in the world, jewelry from every country in the world is sent here, and a steady stream of caravans are waiting outside the city gates to enter the city.

There are also the most noble people in the world, and the hierarchy here is very serious, but there is justice in the world, as long as you really work hard, no matter what price you pay to struggle, you will definitely have some achievements.

Jian Hening is a woman, the only way she can change her fate is to marry a promising person, so that it is possible to rise to the top, this is one thing, but in Jian Hening's eyes, a woman's background determines what kind of person she can marry in the future, and that is what determines her background.

Like today's queen Liang Huanqing, if she wasn't the eldest lady of General Jianwei's mansion, how could she possibly marry the current emperor?

Today's Princess Wangshu is the only princess in the Qi royal family, she is from a noble background, and she is a real golden branch and jade leaf, so she has countless choices, she can choose a person she likes, and spend the rest of her life together.

Qi Wangshu doesn't have to think about any family background, because the glory, wealth, brocade and food that she should have have been there since she was born, and she needs to choose who to marry for these things, as long as it is for love, the person who marries her is as long as she likes it.

Jian Hening envies this feeling of freedom, envies this kind of satisfaction that you can get everything without thinking about planning, but there is no way to change her background, Jian Hening has no complaints, as long as she can try her best to marry Ji Ziqi, she can change her background and change the fate of her family.

Whether it is Ji Ziqi's current identity as Lord Shangshu or the identity of the son of the Ji family in the Jianghu family, he can put gold on the Jian family.

Jian Hening stood beside Ji Ziqi, watched him look at all this, then covered his nose and coughed twice, and said, "Brother Ziqi, it smells too bad here, let's wait outside, didn't Ah Tong go to the doctor, I think it's almost there." ”

Saying that, she was going to pull Ji Ziqi and go outside, it was so bad that she felt a little dizzy after smelling it for a long time.

But Ji Ziqi didn't seem to feel it, and after following Jian Hening outside, he also asked everyone not to close the door, so that the wind was breathable, and Ah Xiu would not be too uncomfortable inside.

Ji Ziqi asked, "What's wrong with Ah Xiu?" ”

It was the first time he had seen such a situation, the people around him had always been disease-free, and Ji Ziqi had never felt the pain of life and death, he was still young when his parents died, saying that when he was asleep, his parents died unexpectedly. ’

Ji Ziqi doesn't remember the appearance of his parents, he doesn't remember how they died, he only remembers that he slept for a long time that day, as if he had slept for three whole days, he didn't wake up, as soon as he opened his eyes, the grandmother who took care of himself sat on the edge of his bed, crying and said to him: "Little master, the master and the lady are dead, and you will be alone in the future." ”

I heard that Ji Ziqi woke up, there were many people in the clan, and the room was full of people, and the little Ji Ziqi was sleepy and hazy, and he leaned on Grandma's arms and looked at these familiar but strange adults in front of him.

They all had a sad look on their faces, and they looked at Ji Ziqi worriedly, afraid that he would not think of any accidents.

But at that time, Ji Ziqi was still very young, there was no way to digest and accept all this, he didn't know what death meant, and he couldn't understand what the adults said, so he raised his head and asked the grandmother closest to him: "What about my father and mother?" ”

Grandma said, "They died, little master. ”

Xiao Ji Ziqi asked, "When will they come back?" ”

Grandma continued, "They died, little master. Won't be coming back. ”

They didn't think about whether Ji Ziqi would accept such an answer, whether they could understand what death and death meant, but they just felt that as a descendant of the Ji family, it was normal to know these things, and he shouldn't hide this matter from him because of his young age, which was not good for the child's growth.

The uncle and uncle who surrounded Ji Ziqi said, "You will follow us in the future, and we will take good care of you." ”

But Ji Ziqi still asked, "Where is my father?" ”

Everyone stopped talking, and looked at Ji Ziqi silently.

Ji Ziqi is also very sensible, he knows that they are unwilling to answer this question, so he waits, his father and mother love him, so he will come back.

But when he grew up, Ji Ziqi knew that dead people can't come back.

Ji Ziqi looked at Ah Xiu lying on the bed and dying, and out of fear of death, he didn't dare to look at it anymore.

Jian Hening sneered in his heart, and then didn't say anything, standing beside him and couldn't say a word, this matter was not easy to say, they all pretended not to know anything.

*

At this time, in the Ganquan Palace, Su Shangqing slept almost well, Mama Xiuyu and the palace maid Songyun served her washing in the inner hall, and Mama Yu Ying took people to prepare meals.

Due to the haste of the demotion, the palace Xiufang has been busy making winter clothes for the palace people recently, and there is no time to come to Ganquan Palace to tailor Su to the palace for a while, so the queen mother also allowed her to wear the clothes made of concubines, which can be regarded as special treatment for her.

Su Shangqing was wearing a slightly simple plain brocade robe, the dark brown silk thread embroidered the strange and strong branches on the fabric, and the plum blossoms in full bloom stretched from the skirt to the waist. A purple brocade belt tightens the waist, making him look tall and elegant. Covered with a light purple open gauze and embroidered with delicate vine patterns, every move attracts a sense of sparkling flow. The jade jade pendant tied around the waist adds an elegant atmosphere. A surprisingly long hair smeared with some rose essence, a slightly complicated hairstyle with purple and white ribbons, and a jade hairpin inserted in the hair bun, ingeniously made into the appearance of green bamboo with leaves, which really makes people think that she brought green bamboo on her head, and she really lived up to this surprisingly beautiful hair. The willow eyebrows are painted with carbon black, which sets off the fair and delicate skin, and the charming Danfeng eyes are full of brilliance between the eye waves, and the pink rouge is applied to make the skin appear white and red, and the lips are only smeared with light red lip red. The light outfit is casual but deliberately carefully designed, and it looks beautiful and dusty.

If the shoulders are shaved, the waist is like a prime, the eyebrows are like green feathers, and the muscles are like snow. The black hair is wrapped around his waist with a light blue ribbon, and he sways slightly with his steps while walking, showing his sense of weakness. Dressed in a plain brocade palace robe, the water blue light veil was blowing, the light veil was flying, and the whole person exuded a faint aura. If the skin is condensed, the blow can be broken, the red lips are cherry red, no need to dot, the slender willow eyebrows are lightly raised, and the cherry lips outline a smile, but there is a faint chill. Dressed in a plain shirt, the dark lines of the sky-blue flowers on the other side flickered in the walk. Gently tied with a silk ribbon of lake blue brocade, the simple high bun and the messy bangs swaying in front of the forehead against the breeze show a kind of casualness, a pure white gem hairpin, exuding brilliant spots. The corners of his mouth were secretly hooked, and his eyes, which were as cold as frozen lake water, looked extraordinarily clear.

Dressed in a pale pink brocade wrap chest, a white smoky lotus flower skirt with a white smoky lotus flower skirt, a light silk veil as thin as mist, a pale cyan ribbon fell around the waist, and a lavender purse was hung, which exuded bursts of fragrance from time to time. Drape over a cape of blue aster and white gauze. Ringed with delicate blue jade bracelets, tinkling sounds. Simply combed a silk bun of Qingyun Ying, and the head was obliquely decorated with a biad hosta with blue prismatic flowers, which felt beautiful and natural. The sideburns are decorated with a few sparkling bead flowers, elegant manners, beautiful and refined, like a quiet orchid, charming and boneless. It's like a mutton fat beauty. The clouds are dark and shiny, the ice muscles hide the jade bones, and the crescent moon is like a beauty. The peach is dying, scorching its brilliance, the eyebrows are like distant mountains, the eyes are good, the soft and light, charming and delicate.

Lilac palace dress long skirt, long and leaning on the ground. The slender belt cinches the waist and walks slowly behind you. The wide sleeves are light, the skirt is fluttering, and when you turn it at will, it is like a butterfly flying in the bush. Thin powder, the woman's feminine spirit will show her face. Three thousand strands of hair are twisted into a wishful bun, reclining on a jade hosta. The skin is delicate, white and snowy, and the eyes are flowing like waves. The lotus steps moved slightly, and the skirt fluttered. Dressed in a blue long skirt, the green silk is high, a pearl hairpin is obliquely inserted in the hair, the jade belt will be high and the waist of Chu is tied, thin powder, fresh and elegant, quiet as water, Tingting curling, like blue, walking like a lotus. Strands of deep blue hair like the sea flutter in the wind, diffusing a faint tulip fragrance, leading to endless reverie.

Pale pink brocade wrapping chest, silver silk jasmine with budding placket sleeves waist silk Luo skirt palace dress, the cuffs are embroidered with pale pink peonies, which is more noble, the silver silk thread outlines a few auspicious clouds, and the hem is densely packed with a row of green sea water clouds. The moon satin embroidered magnolia butterfly robe, the moon white and light pink mixed with the brocade long skirt, the white peony smoke Luo soft yarn. A long powder-blue ribbon was tied from the belly to the back with a bow that dragged the hem all the way to the ground, slightly coquettish. A princess bun was pulled, twelve crystal hairpins were inserted, and a lily with dew hanging was pinned. Silver butterfly earrings, glass rings, pearl necklaces, jade bracelets. The cold face, although only light makeup, is still as beautiful as a fairy, captivating the country and the city, giving people a noble and elegant feeling.

Mama Xiuyu tried her best to match her clothes more in line with her current position, but there were countless clothes left behind in the past, and how to match them were a gorgeous and beautiful dress.

Su Shangqing put on such clothes again, as if yesterday's events had not happened at all, and she was still the lady concubine who favored the harem.

Touching his bulging lower abdomen, Su Shangqing's hatred couldn't help but be magnified, as long as he gave birth to this child, he would have a chance to do it again, and he would have a chance to reset and turn the tables again, Liang Huanqing is now favored, but there will never be a future.

In the future, the emperor will have countless concubines, even if Liang Huanqing is the queen, but there will be a day when she is old and decrepit, and when that day comes, only children can attract the emperor's attention, but Liang Huanqing will never have children.

Su Shangqing thought angrily, because of this, she wants to live better, Liang Huanqing's body is no longer good, even if it is just winter now, her Qianning Palace is full of stoves, and she has been holding the stove in her hand to warm her hands, and she was as uncomfortable as hot after drinking that cup of poisonous wine, but now she is very cold, so much so that she doesn't know what kind of dramatic irony it is.

At this time, after Su Shangqing freshened up, she sat at the table, 1 couldn't say a word, in the past, she was surrounded by familiar people, and she could talk to Erxin, but now she didn't dare to get acquainted with them anymore, no wonder those concubines came into the palace with all the maids she was close to in the past, but Su Shangqing was originally a peasant girl, where was there anyone to serve?

With Liu Erxin's precedent, Su Shangqing stood beside Songyun, but he didn't talk to her, just sat quietly, looking at a glimmer of light coming in from the window.

"Open the window, I think it's a little boring." Su Shangqing said softly.

Songyun blessed his body and was about to go to the window, but before he could get there, Mama Xiuyu said: "The little master is now pregnant, and it is slightly cold in winter, so you still have to pay attention to keeping warm, and you must not be greedy for cold." ”