Qi Yuanmin was going to die, and Wen Jinghua should have been happy.

But seeing that he was gradually unable to bear it under the prince's sword, Wen Jinghua was almost in pain.

Suddenly, Qi Yuanmin fell to one knee panting.

The prince pointed at his neck with a wooden sword, and asked with a smile, "Second brother, how is it?

Qi Yuanmin inhaled heavily, like a fish stranded on the shore.

He didn't even have the strength to say a word.

His face turned pale, and there was even a suppressed fishy sweetness churning in his throat.

The emperor's face changed slightly, and when Wan Guifei saw this, she hurriedly explained: "Min'er is suffering from heat stroke, come here! Hurry up and help His Royal Highness the Second Prince to go down and rest!"

The palace people who accompanied Concubine Wan immediately stepped forward quickly, and took Qi Yuanmin out of the hall with half support and half hug.

Wen Jinghua's eyes have been following him involuntarily, knowing that he has said goodbye forever, but he still cruelly abuses himself, hoping to keep him one more time.

Suddenly, Qi Yuanmin turned his head and smiled miserably at Wen Jinghua.

He was saying goodbye to himself!

Wen Jinghua only felt unbearable heartache, her eyes were dark, and she knelt down in front of the table.

Seeing this, Shiyu Shuhui on the side hurriedly came over to help her up, and asked cautiously, "Is there anything uncomfortable about the girl?"

Wen Jinghua raised her head, tears in her eyes.

She looked up again, only to find that Qi Yuanmin's figure had long since disappeared, as if he had never existed in this vast world.

Shiyu Shuhui was taken aback by the sad look on her face, and just wanted to report to the queen that she had left earlier, but she saw that Wen Jinghua had already wiped her tears with her sleeve and sat back in the banquet quietly again.

Wen Jinghua's expression was as usual, trying to suppress the riot in her heart.

Qi Yuanmin is dead, and Qi Yuanshen is coming.

She can't be in pain, she can't cry, no matter who sees the clues, Wen Jinghua will never recover.

The departure of the second prince did not bring any shortcomings to the banquet, everyone pushed the cup and changed the lamp as usual, even the smile on the face of Wan Guifei was unsatisfactory.

Wen Jinghua thought to herself, forcing herself to swallow all the tears into her stomach.

After a while, the second prince, who had just "suffered from heat stroke", went and returned.

Seeing this, the emperor asked, "Min'er is feeling better?" This is just an ordinary family banquet, if you are still unwell, you can go back to the house early to rest, and you don't have to endure here." ”

"Qi Yuanmin" laughed loudly: "Thank you for your father's care, the sons and daughters are just a little heat, and the heat is gone, how can the sons miss the feast of this palace gathering." ”

The emperor and the concubine who said it were both smiling, Wen Jinghua looked at it coldly, but her heart was cold.

Do they know that it was their closest relatives who died.

Qi Yuanshen's face did not show half of sadness, but only the joy and comfort of raising his eyebrows.

Qi Yuanmin helped him bring down the crown prince, which was just the icing on the cake.

He had long been looking forward to Qi Yuanmin's death, because only when Qi Yuanmin died, could he become the real second prince and appear in front of everyone openly.

Now he's got his wish.

Wan Guifei felt that it was a pity that she failed to bring down the prince, but it was a pity that Qi Yuanmin's death did not create greater value.

As for her son, she has one and another, and he is a more controlling and obedient one.

In the final analysis, no one cares about Qi Yuanmin's death.

The only one who was saddened by his death was Wen Jinghua, who had only met him three times.

Wen Jinghua looked at Qi Yuanshen's face, which was the same as Qi Yuanmin's, and only felt that every breath Qi Yuanshen breathed alive was full of sin.

Qi Yuanshen noticed the resentment in Wen Jinghua's eyes that couldn't be concealed when he looked over, and smiled at her.

He didn't care that Wen Jinghua saw through himself, because at this moment, the real Qi Yuanmin was gone, and even if Wen Jinghua exposed this matter, it would no longer make any sense.

Wen Jinghua's heart and liver were trembling because of Qi Yuanshen's resentment, she couldn't bear it anymore, and withdrew from the palace after confessing to the queen.

The three of them walked all the way, and they met Chu Lingheng, who had come to reply to the emperor's military affairs.

Chu Lingheng was a little surprised when he saw Wen Jinghua.

"Jinghua, why are you crying?"

Wen Jinghua touched her cheek with her hand when she heard this, but was surprised to find that her hand was crystal clear.

She's crying.

Wen Jinghua didn't know when she started crying, she obviously tried her best to restrain herself from crying.

But the tears in her eyes seemed to flow from the depths of her soul, no matter how she restrained herself, she just couldn't suppress it.

Wen Jinghua wiped the tears from her face and tried to smile, "It's nothing, it's too windy." ”

She really wanted Chu Lingheng to hug her, but this was a forbidden place in the palace.

She couldn't.

Chu Lingheng opened his mouth to say something, but he froze for a moment but sighed: "I'll walk around with you." ”

Wen Jinghua smiled and nodded, "Okay." ”

Poetry and Shuhui followed from afar, Wen Jinghua and Chu Lingheng walked through the imperial garden, and then walked to the covered bridge.

There was a little eunuch by the covered bridge, who was throwing ashes into the lake.

The fish in the lake thought that someone was feeding them, and they swam over and swallowed the ashes into their stomachs.

The scene of koi competing for food was very lively, but Wen Jinghua felt inexplicably sad.

The dust was sprinkled with ash, reminding her of a person whose body had been destroyed at this moment.

A gust of wind blew, carrying the dust into Wen Jinghua's eyes.

Now, she can finally cry openly.

Seeing this, Chu Lingheng hurriedly ordered Shiyu Shuhui to fetch water to clean Wen Jinghua's eyes, but was pulled by Wen Jinghua.

"I'm fine, just shed some tears. ”

The little inner monitor in the distance heard the movement here, and hurriedly threw the clay pot containing the ashes in his hand into the water.

"Poof".

The clay pot enters the water and splashes rippling ripples.

The little inner prison has already run away.

The ash in the clay pot floated up, and with the ripples, it finally disappeared into invisibility.

Qi Yuanmin really disappeared.

Wen Jinghua wiped away her tears and struggled to stand up.

Chu Lingheng was really relieved when he saw this, "But the wound on his back hurts again?"

Wen Jinghua shook her head with a smile, "Ling Heng, in the future, you must be careful to watch out for the second prince. ”

Chu Lingheng didn't know why, and he didn't understand why Wen Jinghua suddenly pulled the topic to Qi Yuanmin's head.

Wen Jinghua didn't explain too much, and now Qi Yuanmin has been replaced by Qi Yuanshen, who bears the name of the second prince.

And she and Qi Yuanshen are real immortals.

Wen Jinghua wants to send Qi Yuanshen to hell, and in this process, she must not implicate anyone.

The first to bear the brunt were Chu Lingheng and Xiao Hongying.

If she wants revenge, she must fundamentally cut off the possibility of these two being killed.

Regardless of whether Qi Yuanshen could ascend the throne in the future, she would not let either Xiao Hongying or Chu Lingheng suffer from his calculations.

Chu Lingheng didn't want to delve into the reason, "I listen to you, Jinghua..."