Qingwu was frightened and worried at a loss: "Miss, what are you talking about?" ”

She was very anxious and said in a panic: "Do you think that the girl who is green apricot is calculating you?" The slave maid asked, and the guard who delivered the letter said that Lu Xing just begged him to bring a few things into the palace for her, and the letter was full of rouge gouache that she listed. ”

In order to make Feng Hongshu believe, Qingwu also swore and said: "The slave has read the letter, and it is indeed like this." ”

Yun Geci's head became heavier and heavier, she cheered up and scolded: "Silly girl." ”

"The slave really saw it, and this is the first time that Lu Xing begged him to do something." Qingwu couldn't bear to let Feng Hongshu misunderstand Lu Xing.

After all, the two have known each other in the General's Mansion for many years, and they have some affection.

Secretly feeling that he was getting more and more sleepy, Yun Geci grabbed Qingwu's arm, pulled her to his side, and quickly whispered a few words in her ear.

Qingwu's face turned pale for a while, and he looked at Feng Hongshu in surprise and suspicion, and nodded uneasily.

She didn't know the bottom of her heart, and asked in a low voice: "Miss, if you don't worry, the slave maid will go to the imperial doctor to show you now, let's not take any risks." ”

Yun Geci shook his head and refused: "Wealth is in danger, if I really fall into trouble, those black hands hidden in the shadows will appear one by one." ”

Instead of being so passive all the time, it is better to take the initiative to deal with the catastrophe.

It's a disaster that can't be avoided, she is a cloud song, and she prefers to solve difficulties.

Seeing her so persistent, although Qingwu was anxious, she still nodded meekly.

In this palace, everyone has their own calamity to deal with, and Feng Hongshu is no exception, how she chooses to go, it's not something she can stop as a minion.

Just when the two of them were speechless, Lu Xing happened to come in from outside, holding a plate of pastries in her hand, and said excitedly: "Miss, the slave maid made mung bean cake, you can taste a little." ”

Yun Geci's face was sleepy, and he waved his hand without energy: "I'm sleepy, you can eat." ”

"Ahh Lu Xing looked stunned: "It's only this point, why is Miss sleepy?" ”

Qingwu nervously pulled the hem of her skirt, forced herself to calm down, helped Feng Hongshu up and said, "Miss, the slave is waiting for you to rest." ”

Waiting for Yun Geci to fall asleep, Lu Xing was still stunned.

looked at the plate of mung bean cake, and stood up regretfully: "This mung bean cake is still hot, Miss doesn't eat it, it's a waste." ”

Qingwu was preoccupied, glanced at Lu Xing, and said casually: "Miss can't waste it if you don't eat it, let's eat it, Miss won't blame us." ”

Feng Hongshu has always been lenient to them, and she has never said anything about stealing a little pastry.

"Okay." Green Apricot was overjoyed.

The two girls retreated lightly and ate the plate of mung bean cake.

In the middle of the night, the dark clouds on the treetops obscured the moon early, and the boundless darkness sprinkled with a faint light, and there was no penumbra in the tracks.

Out of nowhere, a burst of tearing agitation suddenly erupted, and many people were shouting: "Concubine Qiao is gone." ”

The wind was strong at night, and the sound of restlessness startled the people in the palace.

The sound came far into the house, and Yun Geci woke up from a frightening dream, his head was dizzy, and the cold fragrance in the house was far away.

The noise resounded in her ears, and she smelled another smell that made people's hearts flutter - the smell of blood.

Suddenly, her head suddenly became sober.

Before she could get up, there was another rustling sound in her ears, and the room suddenly lit up, and the lights lit up the room.

"Ah......h

She held the fire fold in her hand, and when her body shook, the fire swayed and almost went out.

Yun Geci was vaguely recognized, and the person who made this voice was Yang Qingyin.

Earlier, while Qingwu and Lu Xing left, she went to Shangyi Palace with her last strength before she was about to fall asleep.

Yang Qingyin had been resting in the room on the side, and at this moment, he should have heard something moving and hurriedly ran over.

The moment her frightened exclamation fell, another hoarse "ahhh

She seemed to struggle in pain to say something, but she couldn't.

Yun Ge said a stirring spirit and sat up from the bed.

Blood, blood was everywhere in the room, from behind the door to the bed, and in front of her bed, there was a man standing upright.

Yang Qingyin stood at the door, the light of the fire fold hit the back of the woman in front of the bed, and a faint shadow fell on her face.

She had a dagger stuck in her chest, her body staggered and could not stand, she was constantly trembling and twitching, and she could fall at any moment.

Just now, she should have been lying on the ground, but at this moment, she crawled up like a walking corpse, twisting her body like a maggot.

The blood-covered face, painfully hideous, and the beautiful appearance of the past was now full of twist and horror.

Because of the pain, her mouth opened slightly, and thick blood continued to gush out of her mouth, faintly visible, and the tongue in her mouth had been uprooted.

She stood in front of her window like a ghost, staring at Yun Geci with a pair of eyes wide and terrifying.

Yun Geci only felt a burst of cool air pouring from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and the shadow was dim, and she recognized it several times before she finally saw the appearance of the person in front of her.

"Shangguan Linglong." She whispered.

Hearing this name, the woman standing in front of the bed cried out excitedly, and the fear of dying made her give birth to great brute strength.

The whole person fell forward and threw himself into Yun Geci's arms.

The blood that spread from her chest immediately soaked Yun Geci's clothes, and the bitter smell of blood spread in the air, and the room was depressed.

Yang Qingyin was so frightened that his body trembled violently with his back against the door.

"Why is she here?" Yang Qingyin's eyes widened, and her lips trembled: "You said that something happened tonight, it was her?" ”

Feng Hongshu went to look for her before, her head was not very clear, and her expression was extremely solemn.

Begging her to help her.

Unexpectedly, she relented for a while, and she actually caught a glimpse of such a terrible thing, and the favored Concubine Qiao Niangniang appeared so miserably in Feng Hongshu's room.

When this discerning person looks at it, he will all think that Feng Hongshu is the murderer!

She was in the next room, and when she heard the voice and rushed over, she saw Shangguan Linglong like this, and at that time, Feng Hongshu hadn't woken up yet.

It's not Feng Hongshu's hand, it's someone else, who brought Shangguan Linglong to this place.

How can you get a person who has been tortured so miserably here quietly, and then go into hiding?