"Sister Yan, I haven't seen you for just two days, how did you become like this, Jing'er doesn't believe that her sister will fall Hou Qiyou to death, why doesn't my sister defend herself and not avenge herself."

Luo Bingjing held Yan Xiang's wrist tightly, but saw that Yan Xiang's face was full of sadness.

Pulling out his hand and stretching out his other wrist, slowly pulling up the sleeve of his shirt, Luo Bingjing looked at Yan Xiang's movements.

But seeing that Sister Yan's wrist was hideous, the blood scab had not yet been scarred, and although the flesh was not bleeding outward, she could clearly see that there was pus left in the place where the wound was held, and there was a faint smell of rancidity.

Luo Bingjing's eyes were blurred, she raised Yan Xiang's wrist with trembling hands, and immediately ordered:

"Go and invite Imperial Doctor Zuo."

Yan Xiang shook his head, held Luo Bingjing's hand, and said in a lifeless voice:

"Jing'er, I am a guilty body, how can I ask the imperial doctor to come and see me, Jing'er, I don't have much time, and I can't enter the imperial mausoleum after my sister's death, Jing'er, my sister begs you to burn me after I die, and my ashes sink to the bottom of the lake."

Luo Bingjing took Luo Bingjing in her arms.

"Sister Yan Jing'er won't let you die so unjustly, Jing'er will go and ask for the saint."

Saying that, Luo Bingjing was about to get up and leave, but as soon as Yan Xiang grabbed Luo Bingjing, she was emotional and cried loudly.

"Jing'er, you let my sister go with dignity, my sister is desperate and can only be relieved by death."

Luo Bingjing hugged Yan Xiang distressedly, Sister Yan was originally a tough and cold woman, and she often envied Sister Yan.

When had she ever seen Sister Yan lose her temper like this.

"Sister Yan, what happened, why do you want to die, is it possible that you want the lady to send the black-haired person, and you want to kill your person with impunity, Jing'er doesn't believe that Hou Qiyou was killed by her sister."

Yan Xiang's eyes were hollow, her face was at a loss, her mother... Will her mother be devastated by her death?

"Sister Yan, if you die, Jing'er will go to Ningci Palace to destroy Fanwan'er, if Jing'er is fortunate enough to avenge her sister, if Jing'er is unfortunate enough to die with her sister, you and I can still be companions on the Huangquan Road."

Yan Xiang came back to her senses in an instant and prayed:

"Jing'er, don't force me."

Luo Bingjing got up suddenly, walked towards the palace gate and said:

"Since Sister Yan didn't say anything, Jing'er went to Ningci Palace to go to the imperial study to seek justice for her sister."

Yan Xiang shouted in pain:

"Jing'er, Hou Qiyou was killed by me, he was killed by me, and it is not a pity that I deserve to die."

Luo Bingjing's body stiffened, and she turned to look at Yan Xiang.

"Sister Yan, you are coaxing Jing'er, Jing'er doesn't believe that Hou Qiyou was killed by her sister."

Yan Xiang suddenly seemed to have been drained of all his strength, his eyes didn't know where to look, and he said to himself:

"Hou Qiyou was killed by me, he... She... Pray that you are a yin and yang person, I... A moment of misuse will throw Prayer to the ground, Prayer Blessing... Nope. ”

Luo Bingjing was shocked by what Yan Xiang said, Hou Qiyou is actually a yin and yang person, and the Fan clan is really bold to hide Hou Qiyou's identity as a yin and yang person.

Sister Yan must have been calculated.

But seeing that there was anger in Yan Xiang's eyes, he said:

"If it weren't for Fan Wan'er pressing me step by step, how would I go to Ningci Palace, and how could I fall into Fan Wan'er's trap and fall Hou Qiyou to death."

When Yan Xiangyan said this, he surrounded himself like a wounded little beast.

muttered:

"Jing'er still remembers that in the Second Prince's Mansion, my sister was imprisoned in a dark prison."

Of course Luo Bingjing remembered, it was An Yuanxiang who secretly locked up Sister Yan.

Fear flashed in Yan Xiang's eyes, and unbearable scenes instantly appeared in his mind.

But seeing Yan Xiang sobbing silently, there was hatred between her words.

"Jing'er is in the dark prison, I... I... I was humiliated... That's the unbearable I don't want to mention, I even hated Jing'er, I hate everyone, including myself. ”

Luo Bingjing had already guessed that Sister Yan must have been tortured inhumanly in the secret prison, but she never expected An Yuanxiang to be so bold and send someone to insult Sister Yan.

"Although I am a distant relative of Fan Wan'er, but I am always wary of her, I have secretly investigated Fan Wan'er, and found that she is not pregnant at all, Hou Qiyou is not the heir of the saint, and she wants to harm you, Sima Jun and I are friends with handkerchiefs, although the two of us have not seen each other for several years, the friendship has not changed."

Sister Yan said that Luo Bingjing could already guess the top ten here, and Sister Yan fell into such an encounter because of her.

At that moment, Luo Bingjing trembled and knelt in front of Yan Xiang, kowtowing to Yan Xiang and saying:

"Sister Yan, it's Jing'er who hurt you, and the damned person should be Jing'er."

Yan Xiang's tears rolled down, she hated Jing'er before, but then she didn't hate it, only Jing'er treated her sincerely, and what she did was not just for Jing'er.

"Jing'er has nothing to do with you, if I don't die, Fan Wan'er will make my sister unbearable to the public, my sister doesn't want to involve Lord Yan's mansion, everyone says that my father cut off my blood relationship with me in order to protect myself, but in fact, I forced my life to cut off blood relatives with my father."

"Poof..."

Yan Xiang spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, and in an instant, the whole person collapsed on the bed like a mess of mud.

Luo Bingjing has sent people from the palace to invite the left salute, but half an hour has passed, why hasn't the left salute come yet.

Luo Bingjing didn't know that the people of the small palace had already invited Zuo Xing to come, but they were stopped outside the palace gate by the grandmother just now with several eunuchs from the cold palace.

"Sister Yan... Sister Yan..."

Luo Bingjing exclaimed, hurriedly helped Yan Xiang up, and said to Yun Qingyan:

"Hurry up and ask the imperial doctor, why haven't you come yet, go quickly..."

Yan Xiang leaned weakly into Luo Bingjing's arms, and looked at Luo Bingjing with wide eyes.

Her vision was blurred, and she gradually lost her light and fell into darkness.

"Jing'er, I promised my sister that she would burn me after my sister died, and sink my ashes to the bottom of the lake, my sister really wants to... I want to look at him... I don't know about this war... He'll be... Yes... Safe... Return..."

Yan Xiang's eyes closed slightly, her body slid down on the bed, and Luo Bingjing trembled and probed Yan Xiang's mouth and nose.

"Sister Yan... No... Sister Yan... Come... Someone..."

Luo Bingjing hugged Yan Xiang tightly, she had never been so embarrassed, Sister Yan was out of breath, if she had not been reborn, she was the one who died.

"Mama, please let us in, Concubine Yan is sick, don't delay for a moment."

Xiao Gongren's face was anxious, and he stuffed the silver hairpin on his bun into Mama's hand.

Who knew that the grandmother played with the silver hairpin in her hand and stuffed it into her arms with satisfaction.

But he still stood in front of the palace gate, and said to the people of the small palace:

"You little cheap hoof, didn't you eat the bear's heart and leopard gall, and dare to ask the imperial doctor for the concubine."

Then he looked to the left and saluted, and said:

"This lord bothered you to come, it is really the sin of this cheap maid, I hope that the lord will forgive, the cold palace is not a place for the lord to set foot, so as not to ruin the reputation of the lord, and I hope the lord will leave early."

Zuo Xingli only glanced at the cold palace, and was about to turn around and leave, this is a place of right and wrong, the matter of Emperor Yan and Concubine Yan is a foregone conclusion, and the ending is the same whether to save or not.

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