Looking at the purse in Hanyu's hand, Lingxi burst out laughing.

But because of the slightly pungent smell, Lingxi couldn't help but sneeze two more times, and then retched.

After calming down, Lingxi smiled at Hanyu and said, "Wrap this lotus and return it to the little palace maid named Luoxiang." ”

Lingxi said to Xiao Dezi again, "Pay attention, this palace only thought that she was overly clever, but she didn't think it was a cover pushed by others." ”

"The minions will definitely pull out the people behind them." Xiao Dezi bent down, turned around and went out.

After Hanyu went down, Lingxi looked at the brightly blooming peony outside the window, sighed at the lotus leaf, and said, "The ancestors have only been gone for a few days, and they can't wait to start." ”

"It's a pity that their wishful thinking was wrong." Lotus Ye said, "Niangniang is not pregnant, they just want to harm Niangniang, and they have no way to start." ”

"Who says there's no way to start?" Lingxi lowered his eyes and smiled, and said, "Don't you think that the crown prince has lived too comfortably in our palace in the past six months?" Think about how many people were secretly doing things when the fifth princess first came to the Lingyan Palace. Although this time is different from the past, I am firmly in a high position, and the crown prince's biological mother did not have hatred with others before she was given death, but this kind of comfort always makes me feel abnormal. ”

"Niangniang is worried that someone will do something to the prince?" A hint of worry slipped through Lotus Ye's eyes.

The crown prince is the prince of a country, if he has an accident in the Luoxue Pavilion, then Lingxi will not only face the anger of Emperor Yong'an alone, but at that time, I am afraid that the entire government and the opposition will stand up and denounce Lingxi together.

"I'm just worried, only if something happens to the prince, the best way to bring me down." Lingxi sighed again, looked back at the lotus leaf, and said, "Lotus leaf, when do you think this person can be quiet and live a good life for a few days?" ”

Lotus Leaf lowered her head and did not reply.

The harem is the most unlikely place to be quiet, because it carries too many people's **.

**Immortal, endless.

On April 27, the twelfth year of Yong'an, Lingxi left Jing Concubine alone after the concubines greeted her.

In the inner hall of the Luoxue Pavilion, Lingxi sat on the bamboo couch, and Jing Concubine sat on the low table on the side of the bamboo couch, tilting her head slightly, occasionally raising her eyes to look at Lingxi, and lowering her eyes again.

On the small table next to it, a bouquet of lilies in full bloom was inserted in the glass bottle, and the fragrance lingered between the two.

Hanyu walked in with the little palace maids, and after serving tea cups to Lingxi and Jing Concubine, she went down with a few little palace maids who were fanning on one side.

Lingxi pointed to the tea cup in front of Jing Concubine, and said lightly, "This is Kuding tea, although the entrance is a little bitter, but it is a good thing to clear heat and relieve fire in summer, and it can keep people clear at any time." ”

Concubine Jing raised her eyes and looked at Lingxi timidly, and reached out to hold the teacup in her hand.

After taking a sip, Concubine Jing frowned. After swallowing the bitter tea, she put the teacup back in its place, then picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corner of her lower lip.

Lingxi also picked up the teacup and took a sip of the bitter tea in the teacup. After swallowing the tea indifferently, Lingxi looked at Concubine Jing coldly and said, "This palace is sober, Concubine Jing, are you sober?" ”

Concubine Jing stood up and knelt in front of Lingxi, put away the timid look on her face, and said sincerely, "Imperial Concubine Niangniang, the concubine has no intention of harming you. ”

"You don't have the heart to harm this palace." Lingxi said coldly, "You just want to use the hand of the palace and the hand of the emperor to get rid of the concubine." ”

Xiao Dezi had already investigated the origin of the matter two days ago, and the evidence pointed to Concubine Qin and Concubine Jing from the beginning.

It turned out that on the way to go to Zichen Hall to give the good news to Emperor Yong'an, she happened to meet Concubine Jing's side, and Wan Zi, the little palace maid who went to hand the food box to Emperor Yong'an.

Luoxiang and Wan Zi are the same group of palace maids who entered the palace, and their affection is a little better than others. After each divided the master, Wan Zi became the second-class palace maid on the side of Concubine Jing, and Luo Xiang became the third-class palace maid on Ling Xi's side.

Although the third-class palace maid waiting beside Lingxi was two points higher than Wan Zi, the second-class palace maid, the grade was one level higher than Wan Zi's.

Now that he has the opportunity to show off, Luo Xiang will not let it go, so he told Wan Zi about Lingxi's vomiting in the morning.

Wan Zi is a clever person, and after handing over the food box to Xiao Jingzi, he turned around and reported the matter back to Concubine Jing.

Concubine Jing was worried about Concubine Qin's affairs at this time, and when she heard that Lingxi was pregnant, she couldn't help but think of a trick to kill people with a knife.

She remembered that when she was pregnant, Lingxi once held a jasmine-scented purse and told her that it contained a sharp weapon for abortion, poinsettias.

Concubine Jing knew that when the flowers were in full bloom, Lingxi liked to smoke the temple with lilies, so she ordered someone to find a lily-scented purse, mixed a large amount of poinsettia in it, and ordered Wan Zi to hand over this purse to Luoxiang to wear.

Concubine Jing really didn't think about harming Lingxi, because the palace maids and eunuchs on Lingxi's side were too many to count, and the imperial doctor was even more on call. She just wanted the pregnant Lingxi to have a little discomfort, and when Emperor Yong'an was angry, she would find out that Luoxiang's sister was on an errand by Qin Concubine's side......

When the time comes, everything will fall into place.

Even if Concubine Qin is pregnant with a dragon heir, she plotted to kill the imperial heir, and she is the imperial heir who murdered Lingxi, what awaits her will be the fall from grace and the revenge of Lingxi.

It's a pity that Concubine Jing didn't expect that Lingxi was not pregnant at all......

"Since the imperial concubine and the mother know it, the concubine is irrefutable." Concubine Jing's face was slightly pale, and she said with hatred in her eyes, "Concubine Qin, she has harmed her concubines three times and four times, how can the concubines tolerate her?" Now that she has a dragon heir in her belly, the concubines can't move her. The concubine was stupid, and she would think of this clumsy plan in a moment of confusion......"

"What do you want Hongu to say?" Lingxi looked at the concubine who was kneeling on the ground, her head was faintly painful, "Luoxiang is waiting for the palace to eat, and she can't wear spices on her body......"

Concubine Jing raised her head, looked at Lingxi's eyes widened, and said, "Wan Zi betrayed me?" Before Lingxi could speak, Concubine Jing smiled sadly and said to herself, "Since Wan Zi said, Luo Xiang can't have spices on her body, and no one will find out that she has a poinsettia on her." If it weren't for Wan Zi......"

"Enough!" Lingxi was irritable in his heart, and said coldly, "An Xiaowan! What else can you become? Take a look for yourself," Lingxi threw a bronze mirror on the table in front of Concubine Jing, "Look at your current appearance, where are you still the An Xiaowan that the emperor will never forget!" ”

Concubine Jing picked up the bronze mirror from the ground, looked at the beautiful figure in the mirror, and gently stroked her hand on the left side of her face.

After a long time, she pulled the corners of her mouth slightly, and the figure in the mirror smiled cooperatively.

Concubine Jing looked at the mirror, raised her eyebrows at Lingxi and said, "Imperial Concubine Niangniang, An Xiaowan, who the emperor has never forgotten, is dead." Before she died, she peeled off her face. It hurts, it hurts to the bone marrow, but the pain is not as good as the pain in her heart. When she endured the severe pain on her face, she was thinking about why she loved the emperor so much, but the emperor said that her heart was uglier than her face. After she died, she figured out that a good skin is worth a good heart......"

"Imperial Concubine Niangniang." Concubine Jing looked at Lingxi and asked very seriously, "You said, the emperor is so fond of me now, does he love me for the same beautiful appearance as An Xiaowan, or does he love An Xiaowan's once pure heart under this look?" ”

Buckling the bronze mirror on the ground, Concubine Jing muttered, "Why don't you want to be the same as before, simple, kind, and without scheming." But like that, An Xiaowan, the emperor doesn't want it. The heart is uglier than the face," Jing Concubine covered her face and cried bitterly, "The heart is uglier than the face......"

Lingxi looked at Concubine Jing who was kneeling on the ground and weeping bitterly, and let out a long sigh before squinting her eyes.

"Imperial Concubine Niangniang." Concubine Jing suddenly stopped crying, she took her hand off her face, made a bright smile at Lingxi, and said, "Niangniang, do you see, is the concubine beautiful?" ”

Holding a handkerchief to wipe away the tears on her face, Concubine Jing showed that timid expression on her face again, and said delicately, "The concubine is like this, will anyone still see the concubine's heart?" Is the concubine's heart as beautiful as her face? ”

Is the concubine's heart as beautiful as her face?

Lingxi can't answer this question, and no one can't answer it.

On the afternoon of the tenth day of the fifth month of the twelfth year of Yong'an, Concubine Qing hurried to the Luoxue Pavilion.

After blessing the Lingxi who was crooked on the bamboo couch, she said softly, "Imperial Concubine Niangniang, it's not good to be talented......

Lingxi squinted slightly, his chest sinking and heaving, and he didn't react in any way.

Qing Concubine wanted to speak again, but Lotus Ye whispered to stop her, "Qing Concubine Niangniang, the imperial concubine Niangniang has already slept......"

"Say it...... Lingxi didn't open his eyes, but said lightly, "What's wrong with her?" ”

Qing Concubine lowered her head slightly, and said, "Yesterday, I was waiting for the palace maid of the talented people in the Half Moon Pavilion to report, saying that the talented people have been on a hunger strike for some time, and now that they can't do it." ”

Lingxi opened his eyes, swept his eyes sharply on Qing Concubine, and said coldly, "Have you been on a hunger strike for some time?" ”

Qing Concubine was trembling when she was seen by Lingxi, knelt down with her knees weak, raised her eyes to look at Lingxi, and said with a timid expression, "Imperial Concubine Niangniang, if a talented person dies, it is not right for you......"

Seeing that Lingxi's face was not good, Concubine Qing's words were swallowed in her stomach and she didn't dare to say anything.

Lingxi sat up from the bamboo couch, looked at Qing Concubine and said, "Can you declare the imperial doctor?" ”

Concubine Qing shook her head and said timidly, "A talented person is a sinner......

"She is a sinner, and the emperor abolished her concubine and banned her feet for this." Lingxi's voice grew colder and colder, "Took the child by her side." But the emperor is merciful, she is still a five-grade talent named by the emperor himself, and the emperor has never decreed that she will not be allowed to eat, drink, or heal. Qing Concubine, where did you get the courage to dare to abuse the emperor's concubines like this......"