At this point, Qin Luoyi could only be forced to accept this reality, the two masked men had disappeared without a trace, and she still lost them in the end, and the speed was really difficult to keep up.

Qin Luoyi returned to her residence the same way dejectedly, maybe she really couldn't deal with Song Jinya alone, Song Jinya's net was too big and too dense, she would always have unexpected means and shocking means, Song Jinya was a demon, but no one could successfully debunk her.

Qin Luoyi's lonely figure walked slowly in the woods, and the wind suddenly blew up, blowing her dress, like a dream.

The clothes fluttered in the wind, and a handkerchief rose abruptly in the fluttering clothes and then fell, landing at Qin Luoyi's feet, but Qin Luoyi completely ignored the handkerchief as if she was in deep thought, as if nothing had fallen from her.

The wind gradually disappeared, and Qin Luoyi walked out of the woods, turning back to reveal a color of victory.

It turned out that in the woods just now, Qin Luoyi deliberately dropped the handkerchief, and she pretended to be indifferent because Qin Luoyi could guess that the forest was also like a net, a net carefully arranged by Song Jinya, there must be a lot of her eyeliner in it, and her every move must be truthfully told to Song Jinya.

Qin Luoyi's beautiful face rose with a touch of color that she couldn't see clearly, and she turned around and left the woods.

Song Jinya, a demon who kills people without blinking, she has killed so many good people, she must be tormented in her heart, and she must be very afraid of ghosts and gods, she is suspicious by nature, and when she sees this piece of brocade related to the old people, she will definitely be in a panic all day long, don't spend every day in fear.

Song Jinya spends her nights in boundless darkness and painful fright, but during the day she will continue to kill people and seek power. But Qin Luoyi believed that after such a long time, if something related to the person she killed appeared, she would inevitably be frightened, and then show her feet in a panic.

And Qin Luoyi was waiting for this day, everything she did just now was to cause Song Jinya's panic and let her show her feet, and the Jinpa just now was the best object.

This brocade was embroidered by Qin Luoyi himself, but the embroidery technique was exactly the same as his mother's concubine, the jade concubine back then, I don't know how Song Jinya, who was also a concubine in the palace back then, would feel when she saw the same brocade that the old man had had, maybe she must think that the mother concubine was still alive.

Sure enough, as Qin Luoyi expected, the piece of brocade finally fell into Song Jinya's hands.

After Qin Luoyi left the woods that day, a black shadow appeared out of nowhere, he walked to the place where Qin Luoyi had stood, picked up the handkerchief, and then handed it to Song Jinya in the palace that day.

Song Jinya was in the dark that day, and the only light that came through from outside the house hung obliquely on her body, which was weird and terrifying. Song Jinya took the Jinpa from him, she didn't care, but when she opened it and looked at it carefully, she became panicked.

Fear struck Song Jinya's limbs, and she asked the mysterious man in black in disbelief.

"Where did you pick up this handkerchief?" Song Jinya's inquiring voice revealed full of eagerness.

"In the woods. The man in black replied.

"Can you see that man's face clearly?" Song Jinya asked urgently.

"No, I didn't see the man's face clearly, I only knew that it was a woman. "The man in black is not in a hurry.

Song Jinya clenched the Fang Jinpa in her hand tightly and motioned to the man in black, "You go down." ”

The man in black retreated silently, and an iron door was slammed shut behind the man in black.

Song Jinya opened Jinpa again in disbelief, she carefully touched every texture and every thread of Jinpa, this feeling was so familiar, so familiar that her heart kept trembling.

"No way! no way! no way!" she cried out in a gaffe.

Song Jinya left the secret room and returned to the Baifu Hall from the back garden of the palace.

She sat on her bed, recalling the strange events of the latest. Suddenly, she remembered the dance that had made her feel familiar before, and the Fang Jinpa that appeared today, and her jealous and suspicious nature began to ferment.

Song Jinya continued to doubt, speculate, assume and overturn, and felt more and more that this matter was inseparable from Concubine Yu. Song Jinya sat on the edge of the bed and pondered for a long time, and a plan took shape in her heart.

For so many years, there has been nothing that she Song Jinya can't do, nothing she can't control, and there will be no one who can escape from the palm of her hand.

Not long after, a palace maid dressed in brocade came to Hua Weilan to look for someone.

When Qin Luoyi heard that she was sent by Song Jinya, she smiled slightly, laughing incomprehensibly.

Song Jinya really couldn't hold her breath, Qin Luoyi could already calculate some of the calculations in her heart. But Qin Luoyi did not get carried away, because she knew that this was a contest between her and Song Jinya, Song Jinya was not a good person, such a ruthless person was not so easy to deal with, and it was not so easy to bring down.

Qin Luoyi came out to see the palace maid with a look of welcome and joy on her face, but Qin Luoyi could find that because she was a palace maid who was following Song Jinya, she couldn't help but be contaminated with some arrogant and arrogant demeanor.

As Qin Luoyi expected, this palace maid was ordered by Song Jinya to come here to convey Song Jinya's meaning.

In a few days, Song Jinya was ready to invite Qin Luoyi to sit with her, and the meaning of her words was self-evident. Qin Luoyi smiled and didn't say anything, but just agreed.

On that day, Qin Luoyi prepared everything early, followed Song Jinya's palace maid into the Baifu Palace, and after entering, Qin Luoyi looked around, there was nothing special, but tea and snacks had already been prepared on the table, and Song Jinya didn't bother to spend any energy to deal with her, but just prepared a cup of tea for her and prepared her to send her back.

Qin Luoyi didn't seem to be nervous at all when he saw this, and he looked calm. Qin Luoyi followed Song Jinya to sit down, Song Jinya poured tea for her with great enthusiasm, and then personally sent it to her and persuaded her to drink it.

"You might as well use a cup of good Mingqian Longjing. Song Jinya has a master's attitude, and she shows that she is favored between the lines. Indeed, ordinary concubines do not have such blessings to enjoy such tea.

Qin Luoyi's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he smiled coldly. Song Jinya, don't you think you're too hypocritical with such a covetous attitude? However, if she acts to whitewash the peace, she is naturally not afraid. Immediately, with a meek smile on his face, he responded obediently, "The slave has thanked the mother for her gift." ”

She stood up, held the porcelain cup with both hands, and ran her hand along the smooth wall of the cup, but her hand slipped and knocked over the cup of tea. The bone china was hard, unbroken, just swirling on the marble floor.

Song Jinya's face sank like water, "Why are you so careless." ”

"The slave didn't notice it for a while, and hoped that the mother would be gracious. Qin Luoyi knelt down in front of her, with an innocent look on his face.

"Then I'll make another cup for you, how about it?" Song Jinya raised her eyebrows and asked with a sneer.

"It's all at the behest of the mother. Qin Luoyi lifted the corners of her lips lightly, watched Song Jinya gently lift the purple sand teapot with her hand, and slowly poured her another cup of tea. She quietly picked up the handkerchief, disguised her cough, and actually threw a sparkling pill into her mouth.

The magic is one foot high, and the road is one foot high.

Song Jinya, after so many years, your tricks to harm others are just these two tricks.

Fortunately, she expected it early on that she wanted Ruan Haojun to understand that the poison pill was on her body, precisely to deal with such a situation.

Qin Luoyi hid the fleeting disdain in his eyes, smoothly took the cup in Song Jinya's hand, and faced her with a hint of deep meaning, "This time, you have to be careful, if you fall again, I will think that Miss Qin is deliberately not giving me face." ”

"Don't worry. Qin Luoyi smiled brightly, and the pear vortex was shallow. Sensing that the detoxification pill in her mouth had melted into her abdomen, she looked calm, raised her glass, and drank the dark brown tea.

Song Jinya bowed her head slightly, and a hint of smugness climbed on her delicate face, "Very good." ”

The tea was filled with strange poison from the Western Regions, and if it was drunk so unguarded, it was inevitable that the fragrance would die.

"This palace has always wanted to know, why are you called Luoyi?" Knowing that Qin Luoyi was a dying person, Song Jinya relaxed a lot, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and played with a bright luminous cup in her hand.

"The name taken by the mother is just that, I heard that it is taken from which poem, and it can't get into the eyes of the mother. Falling clothes pursed lips, pretending to be careless.

Song Jinya's hand trembled. The glow-in-the-dark cup almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, she was not so out of shape, and the look in her eyes was unpredictable. Back then, the name of Rong Luoyi was because of Yuying's love for two lines of poetry, 'Prosperous weeping dew, quietly dropping the clothes towel'.

Now it seems that this Qin Luoyi is really a scourge, and even the origin of the name is so similar to that mother and daughter.

"The time should have come. Song Jinya stood up condescendingly, looking down at the woman on the ground, there was no sadness or joy in her eyes, "Qin Luoyi, this palace hates your name very much, so you go and die." ”

Qin Luoyi's eyelashes drooped, pretending to be weak and unable to help the wind, and fell to the ground weakly, with the cold marble floor under him, his mouth was in pain, and his face was in pain.

And Song Jinya seemed to enjoy this scene very much, and smiled as enchanting as a snake and scorpion, "Who told you to be called Luoyi, and you learned her dance, and she knew her unique way of embroidering a handkerchief? ”

When the words fell, the woman on the ground struggled softly twice, then closed her eyes, and the huge and ugly red mark on her face made Song Jinya look disgusted, and she brushed her sleeves and said, "Drag it down and throw it to the mass grave." ”