Aomine sat down and saw a framed brocade book on the table. He took it and asked, "What is this?" ”

I glanced at it, and saw two lines of poetry written in Xiuting's elegant handwriting on the brocade book:

A branch of thinning pigment, alone to resist severe frost and cold.

Morning and evening scatter fragrance, fragrance drifts ten miles long.

"This is written by Concubine Mei. It is said that there is a story here. I laughed: "This story is very popular among the people. It is said that on a sunny and frosty day at the beginning of the snow, Xuanzong and Concubine Mei enjoyed Mei Yiqi in the window of the Mei Pavilion. Concubine Mei has been good at chess since she was a child, and the two have fought against each other, and Xuanzong has been defeated repeatedly, so she is quite unhappy. The empathetic Concubine Mei got up and said with a smile: This is a small skill of carving insects, and I won by mistake Your Majesty, please don't take it to heart; Your Majesty's heart is all over the world, and his strength is in governing the country, where can the concubines compete with Your Majesty! After saying a reasonable word, Xuanzong was relieved in his heart, and secretly pleased with Concubine Mei's virtuous and reasonable. ”

Since they were stepping on the snow and tasting plum blossoms together, Tang Xuanzong had nothing to say to Concubine Mei: I have heard that the concubine is high for a long time, and the eight endowments made before entering the palace, all the ministers of Hanlin are amazed, since Qing loves plum blossoms, why not make a plum blossom poem on the spot?

Concubine Mei replied modestly: The poor concubine is ugly in the countryside, how can there be an elegant work, I would like to sing a small poem of plum blossoms, and talk about wine for Your Majesty. Then the poem was sung.

After chanting, Xuanzong was about to praise, and suddenly the minister reported to Lingnan Thorn Shi Wei Yingwu. Suzhou Thorn Liu Yuxi asked to see, these two were famous poets and Confucian officials at that time, because they heard that Concubine Mei loved Mei, and could chant poems and write, they admired it, and specially selected the local Qimei Baipin. Starry night, sent to Chang'an Jinxian. Concubine Mei and Xuanzong were very happy, ordered people to plant in the courtyard of Concubine Mei, rewarded Wei Yingwu and Liu Yuxi, and gave the poems written by Concubine Mei to the two of them to taste, and the two of them praised after reading it: Sure enough, the poem is like its person, it is a woman in the fairy!

Because Li Longji loved this poem very much, Concubine Mei wrote it. Tang Xuanzong immediately ordered someone to frame it and sent it to Concubine Mei's Mei Pavilion overnight. So far, Concubine Mei has been inseparable from this poem, and she will take it with her wherever she goes. Hey, funny, a person who wants to commit suicide, actually remembers to bring his most cherished things from the Plum Pavilion to the Shuying Pavilion. I'm afraid, this royal suicide case is really a bit boring! ”

"I don't know much about you humans, but, strange." Qingfeng touched the brocade book with his hand, and said slowly: "There is a very strong resentment on this thing. ”

"Resentment?" I was taken aback.

"Yes, it's resentment, I can tell it. This resentment comes from living beings. ”

"Creatures?" I frowned: "You mean to say that the owner of this resentment is not dead?" ”

"Well, if that person dies, the resentment will naturally turn into death, and I'm afraid, it will also turn into a ghost. But the resentment above is obviously not like that. The man must still be alive. ”

"It means that this resentful master is not the dead Concubine Mei?" I rested my head on the palm of my right hand: "Who's that?" It's strange, does Concubine Mei really have an enemy, or is someone extremely dissatisfied with her? ”

I walked out of the door and knocked on the side of Grandpa Li.

After a long time, Gonggong Li was embarrassed to reveal some very useful information.

"Concubine Mei once conceived a dragon son a few years ago, and she is indeed a dragon son. But not long ago, I had a miscarriage for unknown reasons. Since then, Concubine Mei has been depressed and unhappy, often talking to the porch alone, and talking to herself alone. I'm afraid it's because of the pain of losing a child, it's better to live than to die, so I will find a short-sighted. The old eunuch said vaguely, it was really an old fritter, and it was all wrong to ask him to provide some clues, and even the judgment had a tendency to mislead.

Concubine Mei actually had a miscarriage, or recently. This is an earth-shattering gossip about ghosts and gods, and it's completely a toy that can be sold for money when you take it out, and it's very dangerous, but I like it! It seems that the breakthrough in the case may be at this point.

In the Han Dynasty, there was the Changmen Palace, and today there is the Shangyang East Palace. And since Concubine Mei had a miscarriage, she has lived in Shangyang East Palace like an abandoned woman. In the emperor's harem, the sun is still rising and setting every day, and every day there are white-headed palace maids talking about their former appearances. But the owner of the Mei Pavilion will never come back. The south garden of Wugong is all grass, and the fallen leaves are full of red and do not sweep. After a long time, every day when the plum blossoms bloom all over the day, who else remembers that there is a plum concubine dancing gracefully and long?

Standing in front of the Mei Pavilion, I sighed slightly.

With a confession, he gently pushed open the world-famous attic. In the Shangyang East Palace, the Mei Pavilion occupies a large area, and it is a large courtyard with several entrances and exits. Since its owner moved into the Shadow Pavilion, the yard has still been cleaned and clean, without a trace of dust.

Even though, now its owner, it will never come back.

When I walked into the courtyard, I saw that the plum trees in the garden were glowing green in the moonlight on a summer night, full of life. Admire the lush greenery along the way as you walk inside. It didn't take long to arrive at Concubine Mei's bedroom. This is also the place where she has been serving the emperor all year round.

I saw that the windows were plastered with plum blossom paper-cuts, some red, some yellow and some white, although there were many, but they were not tacky. On the contrary, it gives people a fresh and elegant feeling, I am afraid that Concubine Mei cut it when she was bored to make the current saint happy. However, her personality can still be seen from the paper-cutting, like a chrysanthemum, faded into the heart.

Pushing open the bedroom door, a fragrance that is exactly the same as in the Shuying Pavilion is ushered in. It's fragrant, it's light, but it's a little greasy, not like plum blossoms, and the flavor in the Shadow Pavilion is many times heavier.

I sniffled, feeling refreshed. Where Emperor Lao'er often comes, Lao Tzu also stands inside. It's so cool!

After looking around, I still couldn't find any useful clues. It's all little bits and pieces. I sat down on the soft collapse and called Aomine out again.

"Go ahead and see if there is any demonic and murderous aura in the room." I pointed around.

Qingfeng walked around the house, came back and shook his head, "Boss, I don't feel anything, a normal place." It's just that the aroma is so strong that it makes me want to sneeze. ”

"It's weird. Could it be that Concubine Mei really committed suicide? I held my chin and thought slowly: "I haven't seen her body, but the case is handled by the emperor, and the examination of the body must be the best in the country." Useful clues estimate nothing to be missed. Since experts say it was suicide. Then, I'm afraid Concubine Mei really committed suicide. However, there are many types of suicide. Some people don't want to live because they don't have anything to look forward to. But she is being favored by the saint, and her status is comparable to that of the queen, and it is definitely not because of this suicide. Probably, the focus is still on the miscarriage child! ”

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