Chapter 11: The Deceased

In the end, Su Qin and He Mingzhu's wishful thinking was still wrong.

Although Nie Hongzhao was punished, Zhang Yan was unable to attend in front of everyone.

But just before going to Changyin Pavilion to listen to the play, the news of the Queen Mother's ill health suddenly came from Yining Palace, and three or four imperial doctors were invited to Yining Palace one after another, and even the emperor and queen rushed to Yining Palace to visit the Queen Mother.

Naturally, this scene could not be heard, and everyone returned to the room with a bitter face.

When Fang Yanyu talked to Nie Hongzhao about this, his eyes were about to lose laughter.

What she is most unaccustomed to is the appearance of Su Qin and He Mingzhu who are bullying villains, with hypocrisy on their faces, and they have to pretend to smile when they are full of bad water.

Hmph, I want to vomit when I see it.

It's not as good as our family's Hongzhao, bad is bad, never pretending.

But when she looked at the dense font in front of her, she pursed her mouth again, and asked Nie Hongzhao helplessly: "Hongzhao, why have you copied all this scripture and want me to copy it again?" ”

The scriptures Nie Hongzhao copied with Zhang Yan on the second day, but when she sent them to Fanzhi, Fanzhi said that the Queen Mother ordered that Nie Hongzhao himself should go to the Tongming Hall and offer the Buddhist scriptures in front of the Buddha shrine and pray for blessings for 7749 days before they could be burned.

Nie Hongzhao could only take the Buddhist scriptures back to the room.

Then he called Fang Yanyu and asked her to copy another copy with him.

She suddenly understood what the Queen Mother wanted her to copy the Buddhist scriptures, and the Queen Mother's sudden illness made her more sure of what the Queen Mother was going to do.

Fanzhi must have handed over the yellow paper to the Queen Mother.

So, Fanzhi is the queen mother's person?

She had always suspected that Fanzhi would not be as simple as Aunt Yunxiu Palace, otherwise she would definitely react strongly when she proposed to search the palace.

Search the palace, such a big event, an aunt, but choose to acquiesce.

Then behind her, someone must have instructed her, but what was instructed, Nie Hongzhao had no way of knowing for the time being.

Since she knows that Fanzhi is not the queen's person, her things must be sent to the queen.

The long incense red candle in the Tongming Hall is not extinguished all year round.

As soon as you enter the hall, you can smell the sandalwood overflowing, and it will come to your face.

Accompanied by the rising incense mist, Nie Hongzhao enshrined the Buddhist scriptures in front of the Buddhist shrine with both hands.

Guanyin Bodhisattva was looking at her with kind eyebrows, she knelt on the futon, folded her hands, and whispered sincerely: "The believer Hongzhao, no talent and no virtue, blessed by the Bodhisattva, in this life, I wish to be a vegetarian on the fifteenth day of the first month of the month, and repay the Bodhisattva's grace of recreation." ”

The Queen Mother sat in the inner hall of the Tongming Palace, holding a celadon moire bowl in her hand, listening to Nie Hongzhao's voice coming in pieces, she glanced at Yuxiu, Yuxiu understood, and bowed out of the inner hall.

Nie Hongzhao also babbled a lot of things, and the more she talked about it, the more she felt that something was wrong.

Maybe the smell of sandalwood was too strong, she smelled too much, only to feel dizzy and her eyes blurred.

In the Tongming Palace, most of the female dependents pray for blessings, and the emperor will only come to the Tongming Hall to offer incense and pay tribute on the first day of the sacrifice.

But today, except for Nie Hongzhao, there is no outsider.

Even the little eunuch who added incense and lit candles had never seen it.

Nie Hongzhao also sensed that the situation was wrong, she reached out and pinched her thighs fiercely, but she felt that her body was as soft as mud, and she couldn't use half of her strength.

Suddenly, she also heard a voice, coming from far and near.

"Mama Yuxiu, you said that the imperial grandmother is looking for me?"

That voice?

Be......

Murong Sui!

Her son!

Nie Hongzhao reacted quickly, and she hurriedly turned around, wanting to see who was coming. But she had already been fascinated by the incense.

As soon as she turned around, her eyes suddenly went dark, and she fell backwards and fell to the ground.

On the bluestone bricks, a pair of black boots and a pair of embroidered shoes stopped in front of her.

She looked at the dragon embroidery pattern on the pair of boots, stretched out her hand, but before she could touch it, the owner of the boots took a step back, her hand fell into the air, fell on the bluestone brick, and lost all consciousness.