The He family is a century-old scholarly family, He Linger's father He Mingshan is the most famous one of the He family's generation, there are many peaches and plums, most of them are officials in the court, because they rank second in the family, they are honored as "Mr. He Zhong" by the literati of the dynasty, so He Mingshan's family has the qualifications to enter the palace.

The He family has ancestors and children who are not allowed to enter the ranks, so they can not be affected by Jiang Cailing's crazy killing of the old ministers in his previous life.

Jiang Cailing changed into a snow-colored dark flower cloud brocade palace dress, and her face was only powdered, without depicting Dai and Rouge, and her appearance, which was not bright and gorgeous, was even more pale and godless, and she looked very sickly. I hope to see my fiancée look like a sick seedling, and Gu Jiming will take the initiative to withdraw from the marriage.

Leaving the bedroom and walking to the gate, I saw a middle-aged elegant man and a gentle and touching lady, these two are He Ling'er's father, He Mingshan and Meng Yun.

He Mingshan has a warm breath all over his body, even if he is middle-aged, he is still handsome, and he is very good with the beautiful Meng Yun.

"Cai Ling, you can't say much at the funeral of the Empress Dowager Jiang, even if you hear some rumors about the Empress Dowager Jiang, you can't discuss it with people before and after, understand?" He Mingshan repeatedly told him, and there seemed to be no prejudice and disgust for Empress Dowager Jiang in his tone, which made her have a good impression of He Mingshan's cheap father.

After sitting in the sedan chair, the sedan chair swayed left and right, compared with the phoenix chariot carried by eight people, He Ling'er was not in good health, her stomach was surging with waves, and her face was even paler.

Meng Yun pulled Jiang Cailing and looked at it carefully, with worry in her gentle eyes, "Ling'er, my mother knows that you are not satisfied with this marriage, but you also have to pay attention to your body." This marriage was made by your grandfather and his grandfather, and your father and mother cannot disobey your grandfather's wishes. Gu Xiang is also a talent, and he has not filled the house so far, he is a person who can take his heart. ”

Since she was a child, no one had ever said such intimate things to her like this, Jiang Cailing's heart moved, and she was also much more kind to Meng Yun.

Of course, Gu Jiming is a person who can contain his heart, in the face of such a gorgeous and charming skin in her previous life, he can kill him mercilessly, what kind of woman can confuse him?

In front of the dismounted monument, there were many sedan chairs, and Jiang Cailing recognized Gu Jiming's sedan chair at a glance. The group got off the sedan chair and followed the father-in-law who led the way in, this eunuch was not very old, with a delicate appearance, and a red mole at the end of his eyebrows, she didn't know it, and it was estimated that he was newly promoted.

The palace is carved and painted, the heavy buildings are majestic, the beast heads on the roof ridge are lifelike, the fence made of white jade is full of light, the green pines and cypresses and the red walls of the golden roof reflect each other, just like the depiction of heavy ink and heavy color. Because of the big funeral, all use white silk to hang on the palace wall, white lanterns are hung at the door of each palace a pair, from a distance, like snow in September.

Ten years in the deep palace, she is so familiar with the palace that she knows that this father-in-law has taken a long detour.

He Ling'er's body was very weak, and she felt sore legs and dull pain in the soles of her feet after walking for a while.

So when her father-in-law was about to go around in a big circle, Jiang Cailing quietly stuffed a silver ingot into her father-in-law's hand and said softly, "Eunuch Lao leads the way." ”

After the father-in-law smiled and accepted the money, his expression immediately became much kinder, and he followed the shortcut road to the place.

In the funeral hall, the couplet is hung high, the wreath is numerous, the momentum is magnificent, there are forty-nine musicians on the left side to ring the chime, play the mourning song; On the high platform, eighty-one dancers danced barefoot with the music, praying for the spirits of the dead to ascend to bliss as soon as possible; On the right are one hundred and eight monks praying for great compassion and repentance, surpassing the souls of the deceased, so as to avoid the guilt of the deceased; In the middle, the royal family and officials above the fifth rank in Beijing all brought their families into the palace to mourn, and the cry shook the mountain and shook the mountain, which is self-evident.

The little emperor Guo Ang knelt in the front, the Ming and Huang dragon robes carefully made by hundreds of embroiderers were covered with a layer of filial piety, the forehead was tied with white silk strips, and the round eyes were red from crying, looking very sad.

Seeing this, Jiang Cailing couldn't help but smile, this Guo Ang can also act at a young age, obviously she has always held power, and she does not let him pro-government, and even scares him every day with the words of "changing the emperor". When she was alive, he looked at each other angrily every time, why was she gone, and the little emperor cried sincerely.

"What are you laughing at?" A cold voice sounded behind him, and the familiar voice made Jiang Cailing know that the person who spoke was Gu Jiming without looking back.

Jiang Cailing felt a faint pain in her chest, turned around to hide her emotions, lowered her eyes and replied respectfully: "The Prime Minister must have seen it wrong." ”

"You don't look up but you know who your true appearance is, Miss He is so amazing."

Jiang Cailing was stunned, she actually made such a mistake, Gu Jiming's appearance would always make her messy, like this in her previous life, and still like this in this life.

Jiang Cailing lowered her head a few points and continued, "Although the courtiers didn't see the true face of the adult, they saw that the purple official uniform under the adult's white clothes was embroidered with a crane bead pattern, and there was a goldfish bag hanging from the waist, which was the rank below one person; I also saw that the adults were upright, their steps were steady, and they were at a handsome and elegant age. ”

Gu Jiming didn't say anything when he heard this, and his scrutinizing gaze stayed on Jiang Cailing for a while before walking towards the little emperor.

Jiang Cailing breathed a sigh of relief and hid among everyone until the funeral was over.

Looking at Gu Jiming's handsome figure from afar, handsome and starry, wearing a purple official uniform covered with a white coat, his starry eyes and sword eyes are like a top painter's fine outline; The nose is like a hanging beam, like more than a hundred exquisite craftsmen skillfully carved patiently, and the cold and arrogant temperament of the whole body is more like the heavenly palace immortals, who were degraded by the Jade Emperor and asked him to taste all the disasters.

Jiang Cailing suddenly found that it was only a few days since she had seen her, Gu Jiming's face was much paler, and there was obvious dark blue under his eyes, obviously he had not rested well, and when he passed by her just now, she obviously smelled a faint smell of wine.

Gu Jiming drank very modestly, she tried to get him drunk in order to get Gu Jiming into bed, but after drinking three glasses, Gu Jiming said that he never drank more than three glasses, so she never succeeded.

Could it be that after he killed her by disgraceful means, he felt that it was against the way of a gentleman and undermined his principle of being upright and depressed?

Or is he distressed because she died?

When this idea appeared in Jiang Cailing's mind, Jiang Cailing was so frightened that Jiang Cailing immediately shook her head, trying to throw this ridiculous idea out of her mind.

If Gu Jiming had a trace of love for her, he would not be so decisive when a sword stabbed her heart steadily.

The palace is still magnificent, not destroyed by her departure, the former intrigue is vivid, but it is like a world away, even if the woman in the coffin of the water spirit dies, it can still be seen that she is beautiful and stunning.

The willow eyebrows are like the color of the distant mountains, the lips are not stained with rouge, the complexion is delicate like white jade, and the slender waist can be held in one hand.

But Jiang Cailing hated this skin very much, if it weren't for this delicate appearance, she would not have been sold by her parents for three taels of silver into this palace that eats people and does not spit out bones, and I don't know if they knew if their daughter was hurt in their hearts when she died.

At the entire white funeral, the most sincere and sad cry was probably her personal palace maid Que'er, who is also the current princess of Nanhou, Que'er.

Jiang Cailing has a bad reputation, but he is not like a master and servant but like a friend, after she became the queen mother, she always felt that she had to be retributed for doing too many bad things, so she married the bird to the prince of Nanhou, although the prince did not have a handsome appearance and profound knowledge, but it was a good match, and he really liked the bird, promising a lifetime of a couple, a lifetime without deception and no concubine, which is undoubtedly the best love for women.

In the first year of Yuande, the Empress Dowager gave the name Jiang Que and married into the Nanhou Mansion as the county lord.

At this time, Jiang Que was wearing a plain snow silk skirt, without any jewelry, a white flower was hairpinned on the low-combed bun, a few strands of broken hair fell on the forehead, and the eyes were hollow like death, as if the soul had been drained, and the lips were as pale as the face, looking very haggard, and the bright appearance of the wedding that day was like two people.

Seeing this picture of the Jiang Finch, Jiang Cailing felt a pain in her heart, she didn't want the Jiang Que to be sad, but the rebirth of the matter is really incredible, even if she tells the truth, the Jiang Que will be greatly impacted, so let this secret rot in her heart.

At the end of the funeral, the souls of the dead were over, and just as He Mingshan and Meng Yun were leaving with Jiang Cailing, a sharp voice came from behind them, "Oh no, An and the eldest princess have fallen into the water!" ”

"Back to the emperor, everyone in the hospital tried their best to rescue him, but it was too late to be discovered...... The eldest princess died. ”

At a young age, Guo Ang has always maintained an old-fashioned appearance in front of outsiders, but now that two familiar people have been killed one after another, panic flashed in his eyes, he took half a step back, and muttered on his lips: "How could the imperial aunt fall into the water?" ”

Jiang Cailing heard this, contemplating with her eyes, An and the eldest princess have been widowed for many years, life is very exciting, the male pets around her are handsome and handsome, and there is obviously the eldest princess's mansion, she wants to live in the palace, every time she comes to her palace to ask for peace, she will take away some precious porcelain and valuable calligraphy and paintings by the way, Jiang Cailing opened one eye and closed one eye and did not care.

Only one day, she found Gu Jiming's "Luo Shen Futu" copied by Gu Jiming when he was a teenager and hung it in Weiyang Palace, An He saw it and thought it was genuine, and wanted to "borrow it for two days", Jiang Cailing finally got Gu Jiming's danqing and naturally would not give it to An He, so An He coldly ridiculed Jiang Cailing for being stingy.

When Jiang Cailing heard this, she asked people to turn over all the things that "borrowed" her in Anhe Palace, and pulled them back to her Weiyang Palace in a car. At this point, everyone in the palace knew that Empress Dowager Jiang and Princess An and the eldest princess had a bad relationship.

So a person who cherishes glory and wealth and knows how to enjoy himself will never think of suicide, and the only possibility is to be pushed into the water.

Jiang Cailing didn't have much friendship with Princess An He, she didn't bother to care about her life and death, and was about to leave as He Mingshan raised her feet, but was stopped by the guards in the palace.

The little emperor was a little dazed at this time, Gu Jiming spoke calmly, his voice was cold, and he was not angry, "An and the eldest princess were assassinated in the Imperial River Pool, and everyone in the palace can't leave for the time being, until we find out the truth, you can't leave the palace." ”

The people present were panicked, He Mingshan and Meng Yun glanced at each other, and sure enough, the palace was as deep as the sea.

Everyone was arranged to be seated, and there was no chanting sound of the super-undead in the mourning hall full of white silk, and there was no sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music that set off the atmosphere, the atmosphere seemed a little weird, Jiang Cailing sat next to Meng Yun, and Jiang Pinch was opposite.

Nanhou Shizi gently hugged Jiang Fin's shoulders and comforted him softly, and a touch of complexity flashed in Jiang Finch's eyes.

Jiang Cailing didn't notice this, she was just thinking about who would harm An He, An He was a good person to get along with in addition to being greedy for money and loving men, and there were almost no enemies in the palace.

The sky is getting dark, the palace maid rushes in to add lamps and candles, probably it is going to rain heavily, the sky is scarlet, and the clouds float in the sky one after another, revealing a torn scarlet night sky, as if the eyes are full of blood, which is very strange at first glance.

When the lamp was added, the yin wind blew, and the sound of a woman crying suddenly sounded in the mourning hall, echoing in the mourning hall, and just when everyone looked at each other, suddenly, a sharp scream sounded. The timid man couldn't help but shrink his shoulders, only to feel a chill on his back, as if someone was watching him in secret.

The voice became more and more sharp, and the more it came later, the more harsh it became, "Jiang Cailing, you demon girl!" I just borrowed something from you at the beginning, and then you have to go back, why do you still hurt me when you die! ”

This is the voice of Anwa!