Until the Zhulun left Duanmu Mansion, she still looked sleepy-eyed.

The more Anping looked at it, the more cute it became, and personally poured her a cup of Pu'er tea to refresh herself.

After drinking half a cup of mellow Pu'er tea, Duanmu Fei was in a lot of spirits, and smiled at the eldest princess of Anping.

How cute and cute, how well-behaved and how well-behaved.

That soft and sweet appearance made Anping's heart melt.

"Scarlet, drink less tea, eat some lotus root and coconut milk cake, the chef just made it in the morning."

"The weather has been hot for the past two days, and eating this is not greasy, and it is appetizing."

Duanmu Fei obviously had breakfast, but she was accidentally coaxed by Anping to eat several pastries, and when she knelt down in the Daxiong Hall of Huangjue Temple, she felt that her stomach was still bulging.

The last time the emperor came here to do things was on the ninth day of September last year, for the death of Emperor Chongming.

No one expected that in less than a year, they would kneel in the same place again in order to surpass the Empress Dowager.

The atmosphere in the hall was as solemn and solemn as in the mourning hall in the palace seven days ago, and it was almost breathless.

The emperor's face was even more ugly and gloomy than at nine o'clock in September last year, and everyone kneeling inside and outside the hall could see that the emperor was not in a good mood, but they couldn't see through whether the emperor was sad or angry.

Everyone knelt with their eyebrows low, most of them secretly speculating, thinking, and weighing in their hearts......

The solemn sound of chanting Buddha and the monotonous sound of wooden fish surround the temple, endlessly.

The air is becoming more and more oppressive.

All of them were a little distraught, and according to the instructions of the monks, they knelt down for a while, offered incense for a while, and bowed for a while...... From time to time, their eyes quietly glanced at the emperor's face, trying to see whether there was any weakness in them.

Speaking of which, the emperor has always congratulated the Queen Mother on her happiness, and she is as affectionate as those ordinary mothers and sons in the people, and I don't know how, it seems that since two or three years, the mother and son have suddenly become discordant.

Empress Dowager He once worshipped Buddha in Huangjue Temple for a while before being taken back to the palace by the emperor, and rarely appeared in the banquet in the palace in the past two years, and even when the emperor went to the summer, autumn hunting and southern tour, he did not bring Empress Dowager He.

I just didn't think about some things before, after all, the emperor and the Empress Dowager He were not intimate, and they had nothing to do with the courtiers, but now that they are kneeling here and have nothing to do, they can't help but think more, remember more, and guess more......

Most people can't help but have a thought in their hearts -

Empress Dowager He shouldn't have been killed by the emperor, right?!

"Bell!"

The loud and deafening chime suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, as if a heavy hammer had struck everyone's hearts.

The morning service is over.

The emperor was the first to get up, and he didn't bother to straighten his robe, and strode away.

The ministers and wives sent the emperor away, but the suspicion in their hearts became stronger, and they secretly exchanged glances.

After the Dongchang shot, no one dared to discuss this matter in private, but it did not prevent them from guessing, nor did it prevent them from slandering in their hearts.

After the emperor left, a group of concubines also hugged the queen and walked away, and the atmosphere was relaxed.

Duanmu Fei followed Anping and Feng Yan anyway, and went to the wing room to have some fasting first.

The weather is hot at noon, and the vegetarian dishes of Huangjue Temple are crisp and crisp, clean, and very refreshing and appetizing.

It was a pleasant lunch.

In the afternoon, the Huangjue Temple was peaceful and tranquil, the wing room where they were located was built near the water, and there were big trees to shade the sky and the sun, and the ice basin specially brought from the princess's mansion was placed on the ground, and the room was quite cool.

After withdrawing from the meal, Anping drank half a cup of tea, stood up casually, and casually found an excuse: "Ah Yan, Fei'er, go to the palace to rest for a while, and you can talk slowly." ”

Anping was very considerate and left this room for the two children to speak, Feng Yan of course understood his mother's kindness, and threw a grateful look at her.

Duanmu Fei thought that Anping was really tired, and said intimately: "Your Highness, you can go and rest, when the time is almost up, I will call you." ”

"I'll help His Highness comb his hair later, I'm very good at combing my hair, fast and good!"

Duanmu smiled and patted his chest and boasted.

Looking at the innocent and cute appearance of the little girl, Anping accidentally had a kind of weakness in sending sheep into the wolf's mouth, and felt that he was not "helping the abuse".

An Ping didn't dare to look directly at these big clear and innocent eyes anymore, and almost fled into the inner room.

The curtain leading to the inner chamber was raised, then fell again, and rattled.

Duanmu stared at the curtain and tilted his head, always feeling that something was wrong with Anping.

"Ah Yan ......"

She turned her head and wanted to propose to Feng Yan to prepare some Huoxiang Zhengqi Pills, so that An Ping could take them in advance to avoid heat stroke, but when she turned her head, she found that Feng Yan had turned his face over at some point.

A pair of beautiful phoenix eyes were less than two inches close to her.

His breath was hot and hot on her tiny nose, warm and tickling.

Duanmufei's body suddenly froze, his mind was blank, and he even subconsciously held his breath.

Feng Yan looked at Duanmu Fei's eyes without blinking, and said with a straight face: "Zhenzhen, my hair has just been hooked by a branch, and it is a little messy." He gestured to his head.

So, he wanted her to see how messy his hair was, so he came over?

Duanmu Fei, who was stunned for two breaths, came back to his senses, swallowed his saliva, and glanced at the place where he pointed indiscriminately, feeling that his hair was combed quite well.

When the words came to her mouth, she suddenly became blessed to her heart, and changed her words: "I'll comb it for you!" ”

Feng Yan hooked his lips and smiled, his phoenix eyes were bright, and his handsome face became more and more dazzling, like a child begging for candy.

Duanmu Fei looked at him and couldn't help but smile with him.

She lowered her head and took out a horn comb from her purse, which was not as big as a palm, and the color was round.

Feng Yan looked a little surprised, "You carry a comb every day?" ”

Duanmufei got up and glanced at him lightly, as if to say, what's so strange about that!

Duanmu Fei carefully asked him to untie his bun that was tied high, and his jet-black hair instantly poured down like a waterfall.

His hair was thick and black, with a faint silky sheen, much harder to the touch than his own.

Duanmu Fei was afraid that it would hurt him, so he combed his hair very gently, combing it from the top of his head to the end of his hair every time.

One after the other.

She carefully smoothed his long hair with a horn comb, and the thick hair fell softly and obediently over his back.

Feng Yan narrowed his phoenix eyes with satisfaction, and his whole body relaxed, his lazy posture was like a big cat that had been smoothed, which reminded Duanmu Fei of the snow jade of the Xuanguo Mansion inexplicably.

There is no need to ask, Duanmu Fei knows that he likes it very much.

She simply combed it for him one more time, and then she started to tie up his hair and comb it into a high ponytail.

She loved seeing him in his ponytail.

When he flew through the wall in the courtyard outside the window, the black ends of his hair swept through the air, like a refreshing spring breeze passing by, revealing a sense of unrestrainedness, as well as a youthful arbitrariness and arrogance.

Even though she knew it in her heart, the things Feng Yan was carrying were too heavy......

"Tuk-tuk."

There was a knock on the open door, and Duanmufei came back to his senses and looked out of the door.

I don't know when there was a little chamberlain standing there, and the little chamberlain respectfully reminded: "Fourth girl, Feng Gongzi, one more incense stick, the afternoon ritual will begin." ”

Duanmu Fei answered, and ran to the curtain to remind An Ping in the inner room.

Anping actually didn't sleep, so naturally she didn't need to re-freshen up, so she only asked Ziyue to help her trim her sideburns and hairpins, and then came out of the inner room.

When she saw Feng Yan's new hairstyle, the corners of her eyes couldn't help twitching.

Sometimes she still thinks that Ah Yan has grown up, but now it seems that she has overestimated this stupid boy!

It's rare that two small mouthfuls can be together, shouldn't he have a good sweet talk and send some small gifts to the girl's family? How did he get someone to comb his hair!

Anping looked at Feng Yan with a look of hatred for iron and steel, and Feng Yan, who had just been touched by Mao, looked inexplicable.

Ay.

I still want her to help him, An Ping thought in his heart, and planned to open the warehouse when he returned to the house, and see if there were any other good things that could be sent to Duanmu's house.

The three of them had different minds and went in the direction of the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

Outside, the shade of the trees was so thick and green that they barely caught much sun.

When he was about to arrive at the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Duanmu Fei noticed that there were more people around him, and most of them stayed where they were and did not want to go any further......

An Ping, Duanmu Fei and Feng Yan are not fools, they immediately felt that something was wrong, and words such as "Emperor" and "Concubine Geng Zhuang" were vaguely floating in the breeze.

What did Geng Tinglian do?! Duanmu Fei blinked, followed An Ping and Feng Yan to continue forward, and the others also noticed them, with complicated expressions, but no one dissuaded them.

The further I walked, the more people around me, but the more silent it became, and the sound of the cicadas was sharp and poignant.

Duanmu Fei saw the Daxiong Treasure Hall in front of him from afar.

At this time, the most attractive thing is the woman kneeling in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the woman is veiled, her body is slender, and the veil is flying wantonly with the wind, revealing a little awe-inspiring, or absolutely.

That is Geng Tinglian, and now Concubine Geng Zhuang.

Duanmu's eyes lit up, and there was a faint voice in his heart saying, as if there was a good show to watch.

She pricked up her ears in interest and widened her eyes.

Two or three zhang away from Geng Tinglian, the emperor in a bright yellow dragon robe stood with his hands in his hands.

Even though the emperor turned his back to them, Duanmu Fei could still feel an angry aura from his stiff body, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

"When the Queen Mother was alive, she always told the emperor to treat the old ministers well and govern the country with benevolence, do you remember the emperor?"

"Although the concubines are women, they are also sensible and righteous, and they will be rejected by the emperor today, and they must uphold the will of the queen mother and persuade the emperor to one or two."

"Your Majesty, the concubine knows that you are just being deceived by traitorous ministers for a while, and the concubine believes that the emperor is glorious and will never do such a thing as unloading the mill and killing the donkey."

"If the emperor is obsessed, it will be difficult for the Queen Mother to feel at ease under the nine springs!"

Geng Tinglian said impassionedly, louder than the word, more excited than the other, and her expression was firm and resolute.

The surrounding courtiers and wives naturally heard it, and their expressions became more complicated.

They looked at Geng Tinglian who was kneeling on the ground with deep eyes, almost suspecting that she was crazy.

Who doesn't know that the emperor loves face, who doesn't know that the emperor wants to be an ancient emperor who will go down in history and is comparable to Yao Shun, she admonished the emperor in public, whether it is true or false, isn't it all a slap in the face of the emperor in public? !

The emperor glared at Geng Tinglian fiercely, his face was pale, he only felt as if the blood was rushing to his head, he was trembling with anger, his heart was more like being grabbed by someone, and his chest was rising and falling violently......

The sky darkened slightly, and the sun was obscured by dark clouds, looking like a storm was coming......

The emperor shouted hoarsely, "Drag it down!" Drag this bullshit slut down! ”

If it weren't for the emperor's memory that this is the Huangjue Temple, not the palace, and there are still a group of ministers and women around, otherwise, he would have kicked in the heart of this slut a long time ago, or let Jinyiwei kill him on the spot.

But he couldn't.

The two chamberlains complied with fear, restrained her arms as fast as they could, and covered her mouth again.

Geng Tinglian wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound "babbling", and was soon dragged down by the two chamberlains.

The emperor's face was still extremely ugly, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, the green tendons on the back of his hands were protruding, and the whole person was tense like a fully drawn bow.

Geng family.

As long as the emperor thinks of the Geng family father and son who dared to rebel and rebel, and when he thinks of Geng Tinglian who intends to destroy his life's Qingming, he hates it.

He remembered the little friendship between him and the Geng family, but the Geng family was simply a cold-blooded and vicious snake, and he would bite himself as soon as he seized the opportunity!

The corners of the emperor's mouth were tightly pursed, and his body was murderous, and the people around him did not dare to approach or make a sound.

At this moment, the person with the most headache is Guanglu Siqing.

Guanglu Siqing is in charge of all the ceremonies in the imperial city, so whether it is the previous queen mother's Qianqiu banquet, funeral matters and this ceremony, he is in charge.

For example, now, he knew that the emperor was unhappy, but he had to step forward to remind the emperor: "Your Majesty, the auspicious time is coming." ”

The emperor already wanted to throw off his sleeves and leave, but Guanglu Siqing's words seemed to pour a bucket of cold water on the emperor, and the emperor suddenly remembered that the afternoon ritual had not yet begun.

The Emperor glanced at him coldly.

At this glance, the cold air is cold, and the yin owl is like a owl.

This glance carries the power of the emperor's thunder.

Guanglu Siqing hurriedly lowered his head, cold sweat on his forehead.

The emperor didn't look at him anymore, and looked at the Daxiong Treasure Hall in front of him, or the tablet of the Empress Dowager He in the hall.

Just now, Geng Tinglian said that she was adhering to the will of the Queen Mother, did she say it casually? !

The emperor's heart sank again.

In any case, this afternoon's ritual is still necessary.

The emperor finally moved, and strode towards the hall of the Great Hero.

Guanglu Siqing breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the ritual could continue......

The ceremony began on time in the early afternoon, and the venue was still the Daxiong Hall.

The monks did not move like a mountain, chanting the scriptures and knocking on the wooden fish as usual.

And the others were all absent-minded, thinking about Geng Tinglian and what had just happened.

Duanmu Fei is no exception.

She knelt on the futon with her hands folded, her eyes shining.

Originally, she still felt full of tea and food in the afternoon, and she was a little sleepy, but after watching the good show just now, her sleepiness was swept away in an instant, and her thoughts turned quickly.

Although Geng Tinglian didn't mention that the emperor killed the queen mother, he pointed out that the emperor and the queen mother were not in agreement, and also broke the emperor's intention to kill the donkey.

Sure enough, the rumors in the palace and Beijing about the emperor's killing of his mother should have been done by the Geng family.

The Geng family wanted to roast the emperor on the fire, but it was destroyed by Dongchang, so Geng Tinglian had today's move......

For the sake of the Geng family, Geng Tinglian is really out of the way!

is also, with both prosperity and prosperity, the Geng family has fallen, which will do Geng Tinglian all kinds of harm but no benefit.

Duanmu Fei thought about it, and couldn't help but glance in the direction of the emperor, and his thoughts returned to the original point.

Was the Queen Mother really killed by the emperor?

Not only Duanmu Fei was thinking about this issue, but other people in the hall were also thinking, so everyone's eyes repeatedly glanced at the emperor again and again.

All of them are souls flying out of the sky.

The whole afternoon's rituals passed quickly amid everyone's speculations, but people ignored their numb knees.

Halfway through the Shen hour, the ritual ended smoothly, and another crisp chime sounded as the end.

"Boom ......"

Immediately afterward, there was a muffled thunder like a galloping horse, one after another.

When everyone looked at the sky, they found that the dark clouds were gathering in the sky, and the sky was gloomy, as if the night had fallen early, exuding an ominous atmosphere.

Fearing a thunderstorm, a middle-aged chamberlain hurriedly asked the emperor and empress: "Your Majesty, the queen, do you want to drive back to the palace immediately?" ”

The emperor was not in a good mood today, and said impatiently: "Quick! Drive back to the palace! ”

The chamberlain and the forbidden army have calculated the time for the end of the ceremony, and have already prepared the dragon chariot and phoenix chariot, and first hugged the emperor and the princess and concubines on their respective chariots.

Others saluted the holy driver.

Before Long Yuan could set off, a panicked voice came from behind:

"Grandpa Liu! Father-in-law Liu......"

A little chamberlain ran over panting, his face pale.

"Zilala-"

A huge lightning bolt suddenly exploded from the dark sky, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day in an instant, and also illuminating the face of the little chamberlain.

Immediately, someone who was good at remembering faces keenly recognized this little chamberlain, wasn't this the chamberlain who dragged Geng Tinglian down just now?!

He came in such a hurry, could it be......

Someone secretly exchanged glances.

Liu Zhi looked at the little waiter in shock, had a headache, and glared at him.

The little chamberlain hurriedly restrained his expression, stepped forward and whispered to Liu Zhi.

Liu Zhi's complexion changed slightly, and he got on the emperor's dragon chariot, and after a while, the holy car left, only to see the bright yellow canopy swaying in the air, and soon it was shrouded in the shadow of dark clouds, becoming more and more dim......

Many people vaguely felt that something seemed to be going on in this Huangjue Temple......

Some people decide that it's none of their business, and it's okay if they don't know; Some people can't help but ask the chamberlain to listen; Some people also sent people to keep an eye on the side hall where Geng Tinglian was being held.

The news came in a short time, and a corpse covered with a white cloth was carried out of the side hall.

No one saw the corpse's face, but from the delicate curves under the white cloth, they could guess that it was a woman, and some people said that they saw the corpse hang down a left hand wearing a mutton fat white jade three-life ring bracelet.

The mutton fat white jade three-ring bracelet was given to her daughter by Mrs. Geng of the Weiguo Mansion.

Geng Tinglian died.

Originally, when Geng Tinglian was dragged down by the chamberlain, everyone thought that the emperor was just punishing her, and at most she was only going to enter the cold palace, but they didn't expect it......

The person is just gone.

The concubine of the dignified Patriotic Mansion, Concubine Geng Zhuang, who was sealed by the emperor, died quietly in a side hall of Huangjue Temple.

Everyone couldn't help but be frightened, and a thought came to their hearts-

Could it be that the emperor killed people and killed people?!

In this way, the Empress Dowager He was really killed by the emperor.

Concubine Geng Zhuang touched the emperor's scales today, and she had to explain her life here, and her death was unknown.

After all, everyone is afraid of Dongchang, even if there is more speculation in their hearts, they dare not reprimand.

Thunder and lightning intertwined, and the sky darkened as if it were about to fall.

All the people who participated in the ceremony did not dare to stay long, so they hurriedly sat in their carriages and went back.

Only the Zhulun in Anping Mansion is unhurried, and it is as leisurely as if visiting the scenery.

Anping and Feng Yan are both old gods, anyway, Duanmu Fei said that today's thunderstorms are in the east and north of the city, and the princess's mansion and Duanmu mansion can't be drenched.

Feng Yan sent Anping back to the princess's mansion first as usual, and then sent Duanmu Fei back to Duanmu Mansion, wondering if he should have a cheeky dinner in Duanmu Mansion and then go home.

After all, he's going to not see his Zhen Zhen for a few more days!

Feng Yan reluctantly looked at Duanmu Fei in the carriage, and ran forward by himself from the sky under his crotch.

"Vera ......"

He hesitated, but then said, "I'm going out...... It will be back in three to five days at most. ”

Originally, when he was looking at Duanmu Scarlet in the sky, he moved his gaze upwards and met Feng Yan's beautiful phoenix eyes, his jet-black ponytail flew with the wind, wanton and wild, even the layers of clouds above could not suppress his eyes that seemed to be full of stars.

Duanmu Fei couldn't help but think that this was her combing his hair, for some reason, his heart was soft, and he said with a smile: "Be careful on the road." ”

She didn't ask him where he was going.

For Feng Yan, her smile, every word she said was enough to sway his mind.

When she laughed, he laughed too, and his heart was full of joy.

At this time, another huge lightning blast exploded, and his handsome face was a little whiter than usual, as moist and delicate as jade.

"Zhen Zhen, don't worry, I will definitely bring the peace charm you asked for me!"

The high-spirited young man overshadowed the hurried passers-by around him, as if they had all been reduced to his background.

Although Feng Yan deliberately let the carriage drive a little slower, Quanyu Street still appeared in front, and Duanmu's house still arrived.

The porter smiled and saluted Feng Yan, the future uncle, and came to welcome the carriage in.

Feng Yan thought of something, and before the carriage entered the mansion, he called again: "Zhen Zhen." ”

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