Chapter Seventy-Six: Mission Accomplished
Su Qian had just recovered his body and established his position in the palace, and news came from the ghost gate that the task had been completed, and the ladies were invited to prepare to leave.
As soon as she received the news, Qiulan came to Fengyueju non-stop, "What should I do?" Sister, you must help me! I don't want to go back. Ask my sister for help, ask my sister for help! With that, Qiulan kowtowed to Su Qian on the ground.
"Sister get up first and then say, since you summoned us back, you don't want to startle the snake, sister listens to sister, these days to the garden and the Qingxin Palace, sister makes a way to let the king favor sister, so that you can temporarily avoid the eyes and ears."
"Thank you, sister, thank you, sister!" Qiulan kowtowed a few more times on the ground before getting up with Su Qian's support.
"The king has arrived!" Not long after Qiulan came, Yingzheng rushed over from the court, "The concubine asks the king for peace, long live the king, long live the king." When he saw that in addition to Su Qian and Qiulan in the courtyard, Ying Zheng frowned, "Let's be even!" ”
Su Qian's fingertips moved, and a bewildering Gu entered Ying Zheng's body, and under her deliberate hints, Ying Zheng quickly turned her gaze to Qiu Lan, who was ordered by Ying Zheng to sleep tonight, and then left.
Su Qian looked at Ying Zheng's distant back, and a tear slipped quietly, "Ah Zheng, I really miss you....."
"Master," Ping'an appeared at the gate of the courtyard, "the task has been completed, and the altar master asked me to take you back." Su Qian nodded, "I know, I still have some things to deal with, let's leave tomorrow!" ”
"Yes!" Ping An obeyed the order, left again, and Su Qian returned to the house, thinking about how to leave the most appropriate. Thinking about it, she suddenly remembered that when she was only twelve years old, her master taught her to make the Turtle Breath Pill, and as soon as her heart moved, a white and pure porcelain vase appeared in her hand.
So be it! Su Qian looked at the medicine bottle in his hand, his hand tightened, Ah Zheng is waiting for me, I will definitely help you achieve the great cause as soon as possible.
I embroidered a handkerchief in the courtyard for a long time, and it was getting dark, and I lay on the bed after washing lightly, and I had mixed feelings............. Sleepless nights.
On the morning of the second day, Su Qian asked Bing to groom her with two dark circles under her eyes, and when she heard Bing say that Qiulan had successfully won favor and received a lot of rewards, Su Qian knew that her departure plan could be implemented. After she let Bing out, she took the Turtle Breath Pill, and her vitality gradually faded.
As soon as Bing walked out of the house, she heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground in the house, her heart jumped suddenly, and she quickly returned to the house, and saw a lifeless Su Qian on the ground. "Madame! Madame, what's wrong with you? Wake up! Don't be afraid, slave."
Feeling that the situation was wrong, Bing quickly carried Su Qian to bed, and went to the doctor after the placement. The doctors came one after another, but they all said she was dead. Ying Zheng, who was in the upper court, quickly retreated from the dynasty after getting the news of Zhao Gao and rushed to the harem, and he almost rushed all the way over.
But even so, when he arrived, Su Qian was already a cold "corpse". "Nope! What do you all eat? Madame is not in good health and will not report it? How so? How so? ”
Ying Zheng was furious and punished all the officers on duty that day and last night, the emperor was furious, and the corpses were thousands of miles away, and several people were executed by Ying Zheng overnight.
"Come on, I will make a decree, I will give you a good burial on the same day, find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to bury her well, as for you," Ying Zheng looked at Bing, "Since she liked you very much during her lifetime, the widow ordered you to guard the soul of the merciful person until death." ”