Gao Qinqin hanged himself, almost ironclad. recruited the Shen Gonggong mentioned by Ji Fang, and the internal servant of the Xi Official Bureau, Ling Jiumu.

At this time, it is not Yuan Li who asks. It was Concubine Mei herself who asked. After asking them one by one, it was determined that what Ji Fang said was the truth.

"When did you pass by the pond last night and see Ji Fang?" Mei Shufei asked.

The gardener Shen Gonggong knelt and replied with a glance: "If you go back to Niangniang, the slave was passing by the pond left and right, and when she saw someone falling into the water, she rescued her." Then he sent the person to the Xi Guan. ”

Time is right, things are right. Concubine Mei Shufei turned her head again and looked at Yuan Li: "The Nine Princesses with Xi Guan's Bureau." ”

Concubine Mei Shufei was about to send in Jiumu to interrogate, but Yuan Li took the first step to speak: "Niangniang, send Gonggong Shen back, and then let Gonggong Jiumu come in for questioning." "It's better to ask questions alone.

Concubine Mei Shu was reminded by Yuanli, nodded, and sent Shen Gonggong out, and then brought in Jiumu.

"When did the Ninth Father-in-law save someone last night? How was it saved? Concubine Mei asked.

Jiu Mu lowered his body and replied: "About two moments later, Shen Gonggong sent a man who was covered in water and broke his head, and he fell unconscious, and the slave was saved. When I woke up early this morning, I realized that it was a servant serving in the house of a talented person. ”

I suspected that Wen Qingwu was out of intuition, the intuition of a harem woman. Now that all the witnesses are in front of her, Concubine Mei has to believe it if she doesn't believe it.

"Okay, in order to compete for favor, I actually watched the whereabouts of the saint privately." Concubine Mei said coldly: "Unpredictable, stupid and jealous!" ”

Thinking of Gao Qinqin's efforts to seduce the emperor, Concubine Mei Shufei was so angry that her hands and feet trembled. There is only one word in my heart: die well.

"Chen Li." Concubine Mei looked at Chen Li, the warden of Yeting Prison who had been standing silently beside her.

"The slave is here." Chen Li stepped out of the queue and bent down to salute above. The afterglow slipped past Wen Qingwu. provoked Concubine Mei and Wen Cairen, who was in her queue, after returning to the inner house, the concubine Niangniang will definitely reward herself.

"Dispose of the corpses of highly talented people, pack them and send them back to their homes." Concubine Mei Shu said, glanced at Emperor Joan of Arc, and saw that he didn't mean to speak, so she continued: "Do it immediately." ”

The palace concubine died, but the palace was not buried and sent back to her family. This can only be what happened to this palace concubine before she died. In short, it must be very shameless.

"Yes." Chen Li responded and withdrew from the Yiluan Palace.

Concubine Mei's gaze swept over everyone in the hall and landed on Wen Qingwu for a moment.

"Okay, if it's all right, just retreat. I'm tired after tossing all morning. Concubine Mei Shufei retracted her gaze and spoke.

Even if it wasn't Gao Qinqin who hurt her, she still made herself look unpleasant.

"Niangniang, the concubine still has something to do." Wen Qingwu took a step forward and said uprightly.

Concubine Mei Shufei remembered that after Gao Yang offended Wen Qingwu during the Dragon Boat Festival, Wen Qingwu didn't give up, and couldn't help frowning: "What else do you have to do?" "The tone of the speech is not very good. Saying that, Concubine Mei Shufei also turned her head to look at Emperor Joan of Arc.

Seeing Emperor Joan of Arc's face, his heart was stagnant.

If it is usual, Your Majesty is the most annoying to these little palace concubines who have nothing to do. He has never been too lazy to take care of these trivial matters, he just dealt with her directly, and then left with his legs. If it is said that it is for Gao Qinqin's death, then the cause of Gao Qinqin's death has been clarified, but His Majesty is still sitting here listening to what he is too lazy to listen to.

Still interested.

Concubine Mei thought about it, looking at Wen Qingwu, her face changed. The depths of his eyes sank. The tone changed from bad before, and became gentle: "What's the matter with Wen Cairen?" ”

Emperor Joan of Arc looked at Wen Qingwu, waiting for her to make her own decisions like the Dragon Boat Festival and narrate her grievances.

If she let him call the shots, he would first slap her up. Why do you blame Concubine Shu for her little talent? Since he was afraid that his winter melon slices would infarct her, he thought he was going to harm her. Then why should he call the shots for her?

Dream.

"This matter has to be asked of His Majesty." Wen Qingwu said to Emperor Joan of Arc.

"In my harem, everything is decided by Concubine Shu." Emperor Zhende snorted coldly in his heart: "If there is something, just let Concubine Shu decide." What she meant was what I meant. ”

After that, wait for Wen Qingwu to beg Concubine Mei Shu to make her own decisions.

It's just that what Wen Qingwu said next is very different from what Emperor Zhende thought. I saw Wen Qingwu bending over, but he didn't have the slightest sense of grievance that he had been wronged, nor did he tell his dissatisfaction and beg him to be the master, but only said slowly: "When the concubine first entered Luoyang Palace, because she was seriously injured, in order to facilitate the recuperation, the emperor specially arranged the concubine in the quiet East Garden. Now that the concubine's body has improved, the slave wants to move back to Nanxun Hall to live. ”

Moving back? It's as if you live there. At the beginning, Emperor Zhende threw Wen Qingwu to the East Garden, probably because Concubine Mei Shu was naturally clear: "This matter, this palace can't be the master." Wen Cai has to ask the emperor to be talented. Concubine Mei said, turning her head to look at Emperor Joan of Arc.

Just take this opportunity to see what Emperor Joan of Arc meant.

Think beautifully. Emperor Joan of Arc got up and patted the skirt of his regular clothes: "I see that you haven't raised it yet." "It's all about having a good brain.

"The concubine has been raised." Wen Qingwu looked at Emperor Joan of Arc and said.

"There's no room left." Emperor Joan of Arc didn't want to say anything. As he spoke, he got up with his hands behind his back and walked towards the entrance of the temple.

Wen Qingwu moved his body with the steps of Emperor Joan of Arc, always in the direction of Emperor Joan of Arc, and when he heard the words, he stopped and said, "Isn't it just vacant for the talented people." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc paused, and turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu: "What do you mean, you want to live in that little talented man's house?" ”

Concubine Mei Shufei was also a little surprised. There are many pickled things in the palace, and there are many deaths. But there are not many who hang themselves directly in the house. Such a way of death is murderous death, and the hanging house is commonly known as the murderous house.

Who wants to live in the house of the hanged man?

"Yes." Wen Qingwu responded very naturally: "Your Majesty, is it okay?" ”

Emperor Joan of Arc looked at Wen Qingwu for a long time, but he didn't say that it was okay. I heard Concubine Mei Shu above say suspiciously: "As soon as this talented person leaves, Wen Cairen will go to occupy the house." This means that you have nothing to do with her death, how can you believe it? ”

Wen Qingwu turned her head to look at Concubine Mei Shu, her eyes calm: "If I hurt her, does Niangniang think I will go to live in the house where she was alive?"

Niangniang thinks that I will be at ease, lying under the beam that hangs the talented man every dark night, and sleep peacefully? ”

Concubine Mei Shufei secretly trembled just by listening, and before she had time to reprimand Wen Qingwu for being open-mouthed, she listened to Emperor Joan of Arc and said, "Okay, then you can live in her room." ”