Chapter Twenty-Six: Helplessly, the Flowers Fall

Since Hanyue came to Jingci Nunnery, she has lived a life that is not as good as even the people in the palace. I live in the most cold and inaccessible place in the northwest corner of Jingci'an, wear a jingchai cloth skirt, use coarse tea and light rice, and get up early every day to clean and work greedily in the dark, and after a few days, people have lost weight.

In the dead of night, Han Yue and Zi Mo finished wiping all the floors in the nunnery. The two dragged their exhausted bodies back to the room, and saw only two bowls of cold brown rice and a plate of yellowed green cabbage leaves on the table.

"Miss, these sisters-in-law are inevitably too deceitful, give us these things every day, and I will go to them to settle accounts." Zi Mo glanced at the food on the table and was angry.

Han Yue didn't dissuade her, but said softly, "I will still be Princess Jing for a day before I am deposed, and they still dare to do this despite knowing our identity, why do you say this?" ”

Zi Mo suddenly came to his senses, "It's because someone instructed them to do this." ”

"So, even if you say it, it won't change anything, and it may just be more torture in exchange. Okay, Zimo, you are also tired this day, hurry up and eat, and rest early after eating. Han Yue handed a bowl of rice to Zi Mo, "There is so much work every day, basically you rushed to do it for me, come, you eat more." Han Yue said, pulled half of the rice in the bowl into Zi Mo's bowl, and gave her another chopsticks and vegetables.

"Miss......" Zi Mo looked at the cold moon with teary eyes. Han Yue smiled comfortingly at Zi Mo, "What are you crying about, eat more." You know, I've always eaten less. ”

On the other side, in King Jing's mansion, Su Yuyan lied that he was a little unwell today and wanted to rest earlier, so he coaxed Nangong Jing to go to the study.

Today, the dark clouds covered the sun, there was no moonlight, and under the deep night, Su Pingyan wore a black cloak and hurried out of the side door with two girls. Su Yanyan looked around in private, and then asked softly and seriously, "Mother Jiang, are today's things all in order?" Don't make a mistake. ”

Mother Jiang knew the seriousness of the matter, and she also said, "Please rest assured, the old slave can guarantee his life, and everything from the palace to the Jingci Nunnery has been taken care of." ”

Su Yuyan nodded with satisfaction, and then got into an inconspicuous ordinary carriage and headed towards Jingci'an.

Han Yue and Zi Mo finished eating, and were about to rest after washing, when the door behind them suddenly "creaked" and was pushed open. After Hanyue saw who it was, her face instantly turned cold. Hanyue is not a stupid person, but he is blinded by kindness. After these days of calmness, Hanyue has already understood whose handwriting all this happened to her.

"I don't know what Concubine Su is doing here?" Han Yue stared at Su Yuyan and said coldly, changing her previous style.

Su Yanyan was not annoyed when she saw Han Yue's attitude, but she still said delicately, "Why does my sister talk like this?" My sister just wants to see if my sister is doing. ”

Zi Mo on the side was like a great enemy, and the first moment she saw Su Yuyan, she protected Han Yue behind her, "Don't be hypocritical, you are not welcome here, get out." ”

Su Yuyan didn't care much, and giggled charmingly as if she hadn't heard it, "The dog next to my sister is still dancing like this." ”

Han Yue was already tired of Su Pingyan's hypocritical face, so she said bluntly, "Su Pingyan, there is no one else here, and you don't need to pretend anymore." ”

When Su Yuyan heard this, she gradually withdrew the smile on her face and said, "Okay, refreshing!" I've been playing sisterhood with you all these days, and I'm very tired. ”

"Are you here to humiliate me today? I have no grievances with you, why do you want to hurt me so much? Han Yue looked directly at Su Yuyan and asked rhetorically.

When Su Yanyan heard this, his eyes suddenly became cold, and his pupils were deep, as if he was filled with endless hatred, "No injustice and no hatred?" Hmph, if it weren't for you, the prince would belong to me alone, and the position of the princess would have been mine, I just wanted to get back what belonged to me. ”

Su Yuyan paused, and suddenly looked sad, "Just because I am a concubine's daughter, I have been looked down upon by my brothers since I was a child, and I was disliked by my father." I finally met someone who loved me wholeheartedly, but you took it away again. At the spring banquet of cherry blossoms, the nobles talked and laughed at me behind my back, and the princesses left me aside to talk to you, and even a child like the tenth prince said that he only had one fourth sister-in-law, and it was you not me. She said this, her eyes gradually burning brightly, "Why! Why! Xiao Hanyue, where are you better than me, why is it that everyone only sees you without me? Why does everyone look down on me? I, Su Yuyan, will never admit defeat! I want those who once looked down on me to see me sit on the throne of the princess, and how did you, the gentle and virtuous princess, be trampled underfoot! I am the one who is worthy of being Princess Jing! I am! And you Xiao Hanyue don't deserve it at all! Su Yanyan said that she was almost crazy later, and her once beautiful face became ugly and distorted.

Han Yue was shocked, she shook her head in confusion, where is Su Yuyan still gentle and kind at this moment, now she is clearly a madman, a monster with no humanity, no right and wrong and no conscience! "Even so, tiger venom does not eat children, and you do not hesitate to use your own children to frame me? How can you be so ruthless? ”

"Huh." Su Yuyan suddenly smiled weirdly, "This is the child I have been looking forward to, how can I be willing to exchange him for you?" I thought that he would come to this world safely and grow up happily, but who knew that the doctor would diagnose that my fetus would not be guaranteed. If it weren't for you, how could I have been unstable and how could I have lost my first child? So, it's up to you to bear the blame! ”

"Oh, yes." Su Yuyan smiled proudly, "And your maidservant Zisu, I guess you haven't figured out why she betrayed you until now, right?" ”

Hearing Shiso's name, Han Yue's eyebrows moved. What Shiso did that day was a pain in Hanyue's heart, and she still doesn't understand why Shisu, who grew up with her, betrayed her.

"You masters and servants are all the same naΓ―ve, the same stupid. I just said that after the matter was completed, I could let the prince carry her to be Mrs. Shu, and she immediately agreed. It's a pity that he has a pretty face, but he has such a stupid and blunt pig-like head. A girl who doesn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth, and she still expects to fly on the branches and become a phoenix, but she doesn't know that the pheasant will always be a pheasant. Su Pingyan told the truth in a tone full of ridicule.

It turned out that Zisu had always been mindful of the events of that day, and it turned out that she had never put down the prince. Han Yue's heart was sour after listening to Su Yanyan's words, after all, she had done something wrong. When she learned about Shiso's thoughts, she chose to suppress her. As everyone knows, instead of blocking it, it is better to guide it.

After all, Hanyue is kind by nature, and the friendship of so many years is not something that can be put down, "What about Shisu?" What are you going to do with her? ”

Su Yuyan glanced at Han Yue, the expression on her face was as if she felt that Han Yue had asked a very ridiculous question, "What do you say will happen to the slave who bears the favor of the master?" What's more, she knows so many things, do you think I'll keep her? ”

"You killed her?" Hanyue was sad and angry in her heart, even if Shisu betrayed her, she would not be guilty of death. She wanted to step forward to question Su Yuyan, but unexpectedly, as soon as she took a step, her legs fell to the ground with weakness. Zi Mo on the side wanted to go up to help, but he also fell to his knees with a thud.

Seeing this, Su Yanyan chuckled. Hanyue immediately realized something and asked nervously, "What did you do to us?" ”

Su Yuyan walked gracefully in front of Han Yue, she slowly bent down, stretched out her hand painted with bright red Kodan, she suddenly raised her hand and pinched Han Yue's chin tightly, because she was too hard, her long nails sank into Han Yue's flesh, "I just ordered someone to put a little medicine in your food, don't worry, this medicine can't kill people, but you can't use your strength and can't move." After she finished speaking, she shook Cold Moon's face away.

Seeing this, Zi Mo struggled to crawl over and wanted to protect Hanyue, but unexpectedly was kicked hard by Bisi on the side and rolled aside.

Cold Moon's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her eyes were filled with intense hostility, "What the hell do you want to do?" ”

"Do what?" Su Yuyan took the handkerchief and smiled charmingly, "Of course, it's to send your master and servant three people together." ”

Han Yue's eyes widened angrily, she knew that at this moment, she and Zi Mo were undoubtedly meat on the chopping board, slaughtered by others, and the panic in her heart couldn't help but surge like a tide, but she had to pretend to be calm, "Don't forget, I'm still Princess Jing now." If you kill me, aren't you afraid that the prince will blame me, and won't you be afraid of the saint's blame? ”

Su Yuyan was slightly stunned without a trace, and then said with a smile: "Do you think I would be here without the acquiescence of the prince?" I advise you not to waste your thoughts, the prince has long been tired of you, how can he care about an abandoned woman? She said this just to stimulate the cold moon. Seeing Han Yue's heartbroken appearance, her heart felt extremely happy.

Han Yue's heart was sad, and even his voice trembled slightly, "No, Lord Wang, he shouldn't be so ruthless." He could have divorced me in the palace that day, or even killed me, so why should he wait until today if he wanted to do it? ”

"Don't you think that the story of Princess Jing praying for the blessing of the palace in Jingci Nunnery, but because the maid carelessly knocked over the candlestick, the master and servant were unfortunately buried in the fire, is better than the story of Princess Jing who committed the seven rules and was suspended from the court? You Xiao Hanyue can afford to lose this face, but we can't afford to lose it in King Jing's Mansion! Su Yuyan said, taking the candlestick on the table and holding it in his hand. She walked slowly to the window and lit a corner of the curtain, and the fire quickly spread down the curtain. Su Yanyan stared at the flames tightly, as if she was admiring her masterpiece, and there seemed to be a hot flame beating in her eyes.

Su Yuyan still felt that it was not enough, and she walked back to Hanyue with the candlestick. She raised her hand leisurely and poured all the oil from the candlestick on Cold Moon's face.

"Hahahaha, hahaha......" Su Yanyan suddenly laughed without warning, and in the firelight, her face looked extremely weird. Concubine Ben is in a good mood today, so she will tell you one more thing with great compassion. Do you know why you never got pregnant? That's because I've been asking people to add musk to the incense you order, and in order not to let you notice it, I specially instructed her to add only a little bit every day, a little bit every day, a little bit every day, and it will inevitably hurt her body over time. ”

Su Yuyan bent down as she spoke, her slender nails scratching Han Yue's cheeks, leaving a deep blood mark where she slashed, "Hehe, it won't be long before this house full of fire will engulf you." Xiao Hanyue, just enjoy it, enjoy the feeling of being eroded by this fire, and enjoy your last moment in this world. Hahaha...... Hahahaha......" she said and walked out of the room with Yancao and Bissi, and with a "click", the door was tightly closed.

Su Yuyan didn't lock the door, just closed it. She felt that as far as Xiao Hanyue's current appearance was concerned, she was not capable of going out at all, so why bother to lock the door and leave evidence. As Su Yanyan expected, at this time, Han Yue and Zi Mo were lying on the ground weakly, Han Yue desperately wanted to crawl towards the door, she used all her strength, but she only moved a little distance.

"Zi Mo, it's me who is sorry for you." Hanyue finally couldn't hold back her tears.

"Miss, don't say that, it's not your fault, they hurt you." Zi Mo was also in tears, who was not afraid of death, not to mention that she was just a little girl.

A lot of dust fell from the top of her head, and suddenly a beam was crumbling, and she was about to fall and hit Hanyue, at this time, Zi Mo didn't know where the strength came from, she turned over and threw herself on Hanyue, blocking the blow for Hanyue.

"Zi Mo, Zi Mo!" Hanyue was terrified, she kept calling Zi Mo, but she didn't get any response, Zi Mo had already fainted.

Whether Nangong Jing acquiesced to Su Pingyan to kill him or not is no longer important to Hanyue at this time, Hanyue only knows that if Nangong Jing hadn't been spoiling, indulging, and believing in Su Pingyan, then she, Zimo, and Zisu would not have fallen to the point where they are today.

The pillars of the house were gradually being swallowed up by tongues of fire, and the wood made a "crackling" sound under the burning fire, and the smoke was billowing and choking, as if people were about to suffocate. Hanyue fell to the ground limply, unable to struggle. She looked at the raging flames in front of her and suddenly smiled. The smile looked extremely charming and gorgeous in the light of the firelight, like the red Manzhu Sawa blooming on the other side of the Yellow Spring. She laughed as hard as she could, and before she knew it, tears began to blur her vision.

Fragments kept flashing in Hanyue's mind, and the scenes of the year were still in front of him. She recalled that when Nangong Jing rescued her in front of the horse and reached out to hold her waist, the world was spinning; remembered that on the day of the wedding, when he lifted her red hijab, his eyes were as gentle as water; reminds me of the tenderness and sweetness of the two of them snuggling up to each other before the moon; Thinking of his pained and pitiful appearance when he was injured by his sword shield for him, he felt sorry for him. I never thought about it, I never thought that it was all so short. "Hehehe...... Nangong Jing, I am infatuated with you, but in exchange for you treating me like this...... Scold...... After all, it was a mistake......" Hanyue muttered to herself.

Hanyue is just an ordinary woman, she also wants to have the sweetness of coquettishness and shyness, the sweetness of beating people, the leisure of reciting poems with her husband, gambling books and pouring tea, and even more want to have the vow to hold hands and look at each other and go to Baitou together. It's a pity, it's just a pity. Everything in the past is like a delicate rain of apricot blossoms, and like the pool of spring water kneaded by willows, it is just an old dream.

In fact, many things have been set in the first place. These things are destined to be a flash in the pan and out of reach. What do you say about the eternity of the sea and the rot of the sea? In the end, it's just a joke that will come to an end one day. At this moment, the hatred in Han Yue's heart was overflowing, and that hatred was as endless as a surging river.

"What a Bo Xing brocade rook, he keeps talking like wings, but it turns out that he is not with me at all! Ha ha...... Hahaha...... Ahem...... Nangong Jing, Su Yuyan, I hate you! I'm you guys! Cough...... cough ......" Han Yue shouted this sentence miserably, and was choked by the billowing smoke and could no longer open his mouth. Blurring her vision, she slowly closed her eyes and fainted.

Tongues of fire spread wildly, devouring everything, and the house was filled with ashes.