Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Death of Murong Ripples (1)
"Don't worry, the Gu family can't afford to make any waves, although the Gu family has big roots and deep roots, but after the case of old grain and grass, it is the end of the strong **, all the people who used to be able to support the scene in the court have been sent clean, and now the rest are just some characters who can't get to the hall of elegance!"
Seeing that Wei Qingguan was worried, Dongfang Chen couldn't help but reassure, Wei Qingguan nodded, although there was still unhappiness in his heart, he didn't say anything, only used a sigh as an expression. (Baidu search to the literature network is the fastest and most stable update)
She couldn't bear to say that the original body was so cold and indifferent to Dongfang Chen in the past, not because she didn't do well enough, but because she was the queen mother's person, no matter how good she did, Dongfang Chen also hated being close to her.
After reliving, he accidentally fell away from the Queen Mother, and only then did he have the care that men have now.
Although she is sad in her heart, her original body is always the original body, and although she occupies her body, she can't do anything other than be sad for her.
Dongfang Chen saw her looking sad and sad, took her hand, and said softly, "Take care of yourself, take care of Yan'er, no matter how big the wind and rain outside, I will block it for you, such a thing, I promise, only this once!" ”
Wei Qingguan tugged at her lips lightly, without speaking, between the flow of thoughts, her body had already let Dongfang Chen into her arms, she sat on Dongfang Chen's knees, the most intimate action was now inexplicably resistant, and for some reason, it was awkward, thinking that his body had touched another woman not long ago, her body was so straight and stiff.
It's a very pretentious action, she knows it in her heart, but she can't let it go. Obviously, Dongfang Chen also noticed, just sitting like this, Dongfang Chen couldn't say what he wanted to say, Bang Chun pushed the door inside from the outside with the prepared pastries, and after putting down the pastries, he whispered, "Niangniang, the Murong nobleman of Qihua Palace, I had heart palpitations last night and went to ......."
"Huh?" Wei Qingguan raised his voice and was also surprised.
Murong Lianyi, the impassioned and flawless woman who spoke passionately during the palace election, died?
"The girl who was waiting next to her slept heavily last night, these days Murong Guiren was unhappy, lingering for a long time, I didn't want to check last night, people just went, the girl was also scared, she was busy reporting, the slave maid had already sent someone from the Internal Affairs Office to ask, I want to come to Concubine Ying Niangniang will arrive in a while, Niangniang wants to take a look."
Wei Qingguan was worried that he couldn't find an excuse to leave, but in the end, he still glanced at Dongfang Chen behind him, Dongfang Chen nodded, and said to Wei Qingguan, "I will also take a look, I will go with you." ”
Wei Qingguan nodded, and just like that, the two of them went out together, heading towards the Qihua Palace.
Since the show girls had their own titles, Murong Lianyi was assigned to the Qihua Palace, which was not far from the Taihe Palace, but Dongfang Chen had never had such a convenient mind, and the matter was one after another, so he really didn't think about the matter of the bed.
In the past, she always came to Yongning Hall every now and then to ask for peace, and she was dressed exquisitely. I haven't seen her for a while since I suddenly had a high fever, but I don't want to hear such news.
Recently, he has seen too much life and death, which makes Wei Qingguan a little ordinary about life and death. Not long after, the sedan chair has arrived at the Qihua Palace, Concubine Ying arrived in the hall one step earlier, the two girls who were waiting close in the Qihua Hall were crying and sad at the moment, kneeling on the ground with a thin figure, trembling, pale, thinking that they were greatly frightened, but also panicked, the master died inexplicably, and their fate may not be much better.
Wei Qingguan smelled the strong smell of herbs in this inner hall since he entered the door, he had been thinking about coming to this Murong Lianyi to take medicine for a long time, but he had never heard of her having such a vicious disease before, and the show girls needed to go through a series of inspections when they entered the palace, and their mission to enter the palace was originally to prolong the heirs.
Before the emperor chooses to see it, if the woman's body is not good, then it is impossible to enter the palace, except for the emperor's hand-picking, or other special circumstances.
Wei Qingguan was curious, his steps were shallow, and he walked towards Murong Ripple, who had not yet been buried, and when she didn't get closer, Concubine Ying had already stopped her, "Don't look, it's hideous, I haven't been able to close my eyes so far, the people who have entered the funeral are thinking about it, and they will come forward after they get it done." ”
Concubine Ying said one step earlier, and when she saw it all, she had palpitations. The doctors came to see that she died of palpitations, and she was always unhappy before, often saying that the angina was abnormal, and she couldn't get good after taking a lot of medicine, so the cause of death was not suspicious, it should be when the palace maids were asleep, they didn't take care of it carefully, she was sick and couldn't speak, and died suddenly.
Concubine Ying stopped Wei Qingguan, and Wei Qingguan listened to her words and did not step forward. Not long after, the burying grandmother and a few little eunuchs had already put on new clothes for Murong Lianyi and sorted out the final appearance, Wei Qingguan stepped forward to look, and he couldn't recognize the woman who was as bright as spring and as bright as the autumn moon in the past.
No matter how good the dress is, the burying grandmother can't paint the anger when she was alive, the cheeks of the lying woman are sunken, and the snow-white fat powder can't cover the black green under her eyes, how long has it been, she is as thin as a skeleton, so terrifying and scary, the craftsmanship of the grandmothers is accumulated over the years, but no matter how superb the craftsmanship, it still makes Wei Qingguan feel terrible when he looks at it, so before, needless to say.
"When did your master get sick and became like this, why didn't you come to tell him?" Wei Qingguan couldn't help but look up at the two girls kneeling on the ground, these two girls were Murong Lianyi's dowry, and he didn't think he should be so negligent with her.
"My little master has always been tough from the past, but for some reason, since the summer this year, he always said that his heart hurts, at first the little master did not take it to heart, but then the pain became more and more severe, the little master sent the slaves and maids to call the doctor, the doctor also prescribed medicine, but the little master ate and did not see good, gradually, the little pig became more and more tired, less food, more and more soup poured down, these days, the slaves and maids have been undressed and waiting, but did not think, the slaves and maids were asleep, and there was such a mistake, Please also ask the emperor and the mother to forgive, the slaves and maids really don't have a heart! ”
The little girl who kowtowed and cried beside the palace maid in the blue palace dress said, thinking that she was very afraid, she knelt in front of Wei Qingguan and begged for mercy, for fear that she would be questioned.
Wei Qingguan didn't have this intention, he glanced at Dongfang Chen, who was staring at Murong Ripples carefully, and asked, "Although the noble Murong has never slept in bed, but in the end, the emperor has valued him, what does the emperor plan?" ”
During the draft, she handpicked Murong Lianyi, and specially promoted her father to the imperial history of the Hanlin Academy, it was Dongfang Chen, thinking that this Lord Murong should be extremely valued in the previous dynasty, not long after Murong Lianyi entered the palace, he died suddenly, not to mention others, even Lord Murong also needs to be explained, even if these two girls are not pursued by Dongfang Chen, but Lord Murong may not!
Sure enough, as soon as Wei Qingguan's words were finished, Dongfang Chen's silent voice opened, and he said to Concubine Ying, who was still in a trance, and said to Wei Qingguan together.
"Inform the Ministry of Rites that Murong Noble will be buried according to the regulations of the Four Grades of Wanyi, and will be given a name. The palace maids around Yun Wanyi were not taken care of properly, and they were given a funeral! ”
As soon as the words fell, the two palace maids were completely silent, not even crying and sobbing, they raised their heads straight and looked at Dongfang Chen, but Dongfang Chen did not set his eyes on them, their lives were as cheap as ants in this harem, not to mention that they made a mistake when serving their masters.
One of them was unwilling, and one flew to Wei Qingguan's feet and exclaimed loudly, "Niangniang, the queen is kind-hearted, please let go of the slave maid, the slave maid has an elderly mother in the family, and there is a younger brother who is less than ten years old, the father died early, and their livelihood is all on the slave maid alone, the slave and maid are dead, and they can't live, Niangniang ......"
Wei Qingguan was frightened by this sudden scene, his body staggered back a few steps, and his back waist hit the diamond mirror makeup behind him, and the makeup fell to the ground in response, beads, grease, and green daisy were scattered all over the ground, and Wei Qingguan couldn't help but hold his waist, subconsciously eating pain and gasping, and couldn't listen to what the girl said......
Concubine Ying got close, hurriedly supported her, and moved the spring stool on the side for her to sit down, the palace maid had already let the guards who came in take it away directly, and she could only hear the hoarse cries outside.
Dongfang Chen also walked forward quickly, squatting down to check the place where she was hit, and her concerned appearance made Concubine Ying, who was also standing on the side, a little stunned. °C≡mio°C≡bi°C≡ °C≡
"Li Mo, go and pass the imperial doctor." Wei Qingguan's blow was not light, and it hit the bone in the back of the waist impartially, at this moment, he was already covered with cold sweat on his forehead after enduring the pain, Dongfang Chen was frightened, and hurriedly called Li Mo to call the imperial doctor.
Wei Qingguan sat with his waist struggling, at that time, another palace maid who stayed in the hall in a blue dress, but silently cleaned up the makeup scattered on the ground, cautiously, extremely cherished, not like the one who was dragged out by Shicai, her face was calm at the moment.
"These are the things that the little master loved most before his death, the slave maid packed them up, and took them to see the little master in a while, and I wanted to come to the little master to know about it, and I should be happy."
Wei Qingguan pursed his lips and frowned, his eyes attracted the red lacquer carved grass pattern lacquer box, he carefully bent down, picked up the lacquer box and put it in his hand to look at it, only to feel extremely familiar.
"This is the golden flower cream paid tribute by Annan, I only got this box this year, I remember that it was given to you, why is it here?" Dongfang Chen remembered this object and couldn't help asking, he had the impression that he had given Wei Qingguan many things, but she had never used them.
Wei Qingguan was reminded by Dongfang Chen, and remembered, "This is the last time Xiao Xiaoyi came to the concubine to ask for peace, she saw that she liked it, and the concubine gave it to her. ”
"Yes, the little master cherishes this box of golden balm very much, usually even the slaves and maids can't touch it, even if the little lord is unwell these days, but he has been using it to level his face, speaking of which, the little master has also been unwell from the shortly after getting this box of grease......