The summer afternoon is hot and muggy, and the low-flying dragonflies herald the arrival of thundershowers, and the clouds piled up and weighed down everywhere.

Until sunset, the rain poured down, like the sound of drums and thunder, mixed with silvery white and dazzling lightning, across the dark night sky, and the raindrops the size of beans fell on the plantain fan leaves outside the window, making a crisp sound.

The water column under the eaves of the corridor hung down in an instant, like a crystal bead curtain, and the pouring rain was like a curtain in the sky, disturbing the sight in the smoke and rain.

At this moment, the sound of the rain of "salsa" covered the voice of the words of the master and servant in the Linhua Palace, and Concubine Min, who had not appeared in front of people for a long time, stood in front of the window with a bad look at the moment, looked at the heavy rain, and said coldly, "I have sent people to follow me for so many days, and there is really no movement at all?" The anger under the clenching of the teeth, the face was unhappy, and the coldness was pressing.

"Those who can be sent, those who can follow, are all used, but Concubine Xian has really not moved recently, she is either in the Hande Hall every day, or goes to the palace bureau or the internal affairs office, and there is nothing special!"

Cui Ping, who replied, smiled cautiously, uneasy, since the prince was not by Concubine Min's side, Concubine Min's temper became more and more bad, and people became more and more difficult to serve.

"How is that possible!" Concubine Min was unwilling and said quickly. "It's been almost half a month, and Li Zhaoyi has lived happily for so long, and Concubine Xian hasn't even touched a single hair, which is not like her temperament at all!"

"Is it that the people sent out are not careful, they don't follow well, and they deliberately fool the palace!" Concubine Min didn't believe it, and asked Cui Ping beside her again, her face becoming more and more hideous.

"Not really, master!" Cui Ping was so frightened that she knelt on the ground, and then as if she remembered something, she raised her head and said, "Speaking of Li Zhaoyi, the slave has something I want to tell you." ”

"That day, the slave maid helped the master pick magnolia petals in the imperial garden, and kept the fragrant flower juice and added it to the incense powder, because the slave maid went early, there was no one in the garden, and it was not likely to see the palace maid Ceylon who was very favored by Li Zhaoyi recently, sneakily holding a bag of things into the rockery in the west corner, the slave and maid took a closer look, but saw that she burned the bag of things, faintly saw the firelight, and looked at the full of people!"

"And then?" Seeing that Cui Ping was silent, Concubine Min, who always felt that something was wrong inside, raised her voice.

"Then Ceylon went away after the thing was burned, and the slave and maid went to the place where she buried the object after she left, and dug up the thing and looked at it, and it was burned in a pitch black mess, and she couldn't see what it was, and then the slave and maid buried the pit again, thinking that tomorrow would see if Ceylon would come back, but after waiting for a few days, they didn't see Ceylon, and what the slave and maid thought might be something inconsequential, so she forgot!"

"No!"

Cui Ping's 1510 report, and Concubine Min, after hearing her say that, asserted that things are by no means that simple, Cui Ping has no evidence, and she does not dare to draw conclusions, she only lowers her head and obeys her master's orders.

Concubine Min, who couldn't find the fault of Concubine Xian, seemed to have grabbed the lifeline in the matter of Li Zhaoyi, her eyes were full of joy, and she was very happy, as if she hadn't even thought about it, so she said to Cui Ping, "You can let people follow that Ceylon now, or Li Zhaoyi, see if there is any abnormality between the two of them, and if there is, come back immediately to report to the palace!" ”

"Mother?" Cui Ping couldn't help but feel that her master was making a fuss, she was puzzled, but looking at the unusual excitement on Concubine Min's face, she finally silenced and didn't say anything more.

A heavy rain took away the sultry atmosphere, there was still a little coldness in the air, and the sound of rain dripping from the eaves of the corridor was dripping, not as majestic as before, different from the atmosphere of everyone in the Linhua Palace, including the virtuous concubine in the Hall of Virtue, which was extremely leisurely at the moment.

A lotus-colored home-style Confucian skirt loosely wraps the lines around the body, half leaning on the purple lacquer painted spotted bamboo chaise longue lying under the body, the delicate double-sided embroidered futon in his hand is fanning the wind, the phoenix eyes are slightly picked, and the beauty is unpretentious.

"Xie Yaohua is now listening to the wind and rain, and he is in a hurry to go to the doctor, he really wants to bring down the palace to avenge himself, even Lu Qionghua's straw bag thing, he will be so concerned, it is really a straw bag with a strong heart!"

Lu Furui sent a letter in the evening, Lu Qionghua planned to hold her sister Lu Furui on the throne at the Dragon Midnight Banquet, and after obtaining the emperor's sacred heart, the sisters and sisters created an incident together to rely on the child in the womb on their bodies, so that they could be foolproof.

Thinking about it, this idea should have been thought by her mother, Mrs. Lu, and it really wasted her thoughts.

It's a pity, but she won't give Lu Qionghua that chance.

Since Lu Qionghua wanted to support Lu Furui at the Dragon Midnight Banquet, then she asked Lu Qionghua to perform a good show in person on that day, so that everyone could have an unforgettable Dragon Midnight Banquet

Li Zhaoyi's bleeding has become more and more severe recently, the dirt of her clothes is serious, and the number of times she has been treated with Ai is becoming more and more frequent, but the pain in her lower abdomen is becoming more and more uncontrollable, as if the next moment, the child in her womb will burst out of her belly, and the complexion that cannot be suppressed with rouge gouache is getting worse and worse, and now the black blue is getting more and more serious.

Drinking the bitter stomach-inverting fetal medicine, Li Zhaoyi was weak, leaning on the black lacquered and gold-painted back chair behind her, her brows furrowed.

Ceylon, who had collected his clothes and medicine from the inner sanctum, put together a small cloth bag, and hid it under the inconspicuous evergreen bushes in the courtyard along the path.

The small clothes with blood, can not be washed and dried in front of others, once people see it, then the matter will be revealed, these days, the original medical case of the imperial doctor, written are the fetus is stable, the fetus is safe.

Before the matter is understood, I can only maintain this superficial illusion and hide everything!

It's a pity that she didn't know that she had already become a piece of fish that had already been stacked on a cutting board in the eyes of others, just waiting to be cut into the pot

Cuiping, who had followed Ceylon for a few days at the behest of Li Zhaoyi, finally saw the sneaky Ceylon again in the early morning of the third day, and just like last time, Ceylon was still holding a cloth bag in her hand, and carefully burned it behind the long-abandoned garden rockery.

This time, Cui Ping had a heart, slowly went around to Ceylon, picked up the stones on the ground, and deliberately threw them in the opposite direction in the distance, and the sudden sound of stones falling in the silent garden alarmed Ceylon, who was burning objects far away, Ceylon couldn't help but stand up, look around, and there was some fear in his eyes.

Cui Ping saw that she looked like a thief, and threw the stone in her hand again, this time, Ceylon couldn't stand anymore, and hurriedly walked towards the place, Cui Ping was fast, and quickly snatched two things from the burning fire, and hurriedly left, without having time to take a closer look, what he had robbed.

Running all the way back to Linhua Palace, Concubine Min just got up, looking at Cui Ping's panting appearance with sleepy eyes, and said angrily, "It's a good thing, look at your appearance, go drink saliva, talk well!" ”

In the days when the eldest prince was not by her side, Concubine Min's anger was so angry that she didn't know how to describe it, any little thing was enough for the people around her to eat a pot, and Cui Ping was naturally obedient.

After calming down her breath, she returned to Concubine Min's side, and said with a happy face, "Niangniang, I got it, the slave maid waited for Ceylon before dawn, and sure enough, I saw her appear with the package last time when she was smeared, this time the slave and maid have a heart, you see!" ”

As he spoke, he took out the object he had just snatched from the fire from the wide cuffs, Concubine Min looked at the object carefully with a little disgust, and after seeing the thing clearly, she hurriedly reached out and knocked down the thing in Cui Ping's hand, and kept scolding, "Be a dead little hoof, blind your eyes, and don't look at what kind of filth it is, just put it in front of the palace, you have eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall!" "8± Miao (.*) pen 8 ± Pavilion 8 ±, o

Cui Ping, who was originally waiting for a reward with a happy face, was so frightened that she knelt on the ground after hearing Concubine Min's angry scolding, and this time she clearly saw what she presented to Concubine Min.

Shang wore a small coat with dried and dirty black blood, which made Cui Ping's heart rise to her throat, this time, she really sent herself to the knife, only to say that she was too greedy and wanted to make meritorious contributions.

"Niangniang, it was the slave maid who was careless for a while, and she didn't check what it was, disturbing Niangniang's eyes, the slave and maid should die, please punish Niangniang!" The forehead slammed against the obsidian floor tiles on the ground, and Cui Ping was so frightened that she didn't dare to kowtow hard to save her life.

"As a dead little hoof, this palace still thinks how capable you are, how much you are promising, it's really a waste of the palace's thoughts these days, I thought you had discovered some big secret, this is good, you want to let the palace touch a lifetime of mold, and even bring such a dirty thing to pollute the eyes of the palace, is it that the palace of Linhua can't accommodate you, you have to practice the palace like this."

Concubine Min looked at the bloody clothes on the ground angrily, picked up the grate in her hand and scolded Cui Ping is anger, swadding, the tip of the grate pierced into Cui Ping's delicate hand skin, poking out a crimson blood hole, Concubine Min scolded more and more ruthlessly, and the strength of her hands became heavier and heavier, which frightened the palace people who served in the palace.

Cui Ping didn't dare to hide, so she could only endure it like this, and she didn't know who said on the side, "The stitches and fabrics of this little coat look like which palace master uses it!" ”

In a word, Concubine Min stopped the beating and scolding in her hand, and didn't care about the dirt, Cui Ping picked it up smartly, and carefully examined it, "Master, you see, it's really not a subordinate thing, this thing must be Li Zhaoyi's!" ”

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