The cold palace is even more deserted than before, and only Concubine Jing is left inside and out.

In the past, at least there was a concubine as a companion, but now, all of them are gone.

Even the guards guarding her were gone, because her legs were broken, and she didn't have to worry about her running away, so there was no waste of people guarding her.

Now she can only see the palace maid who came to bring her food at noon every day, but the palace maid doesn't take her seriously, she comes to deliver it when she thinks of it, and makes her hungry if she can't remember.

Zhao Zhiyue walked up to Concubine Jing and looked at this woman who seemed to be more than ten years old.

One of them was lying and the other was standing.

A young and beautiful, glamorous.

An old dragon clock, dying.

And more than half a month ago, Concubine Jing was still the master of the harem and the mother of a country.

Now, she is a prisoner, but Zhao Zhiyue is going to sit in her place.

What an ironic comparison.

Zhao Zhiyue saw her miserable situation, and she didn't know why she was faintly scared.

But think about it again, she designed the crime of deceiving people and deceiving the king, and leaving a life is already a gift.

Her causes and effects today are self-inflicted.

She is down-to-earth, she can be a queen, and the emperor favors her, what is she afraid of?

Zhao Zhiyue took a deep breath and asked, "What else do you know about Wang Ma's death?" ”

Concubine Jing sat up with her hands supporting her body and looked at Zhao Zhiyue with a smile.

"I know, I know a lot of the truth...... All of this was done by your cousin Song Beifeng. Her purpose in the first place was to calculate you. Wang Ma's death was naturally caused by her. ”

When Zhao Zhiyue heard this, what came to Zhao Zhiyue's mind was the memory of Song Beibei accompanying her to eat, drink and have fun on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve.

When parting, Song Beibei was still holding her hand, full of worries that he couldn't let go.

She has been with Song Beibei for so many years, don't you know what she is like? How could you suspect her so easily?

Zhao Zhiyue sank his face: "Does everyone have to bite people before they die?" Since you don't have anything else to say, take care. ”

Zhao Zhiyue turned around and was about to leave.

"Hahaha......" Concubine Jing suddenly laughed wildly, laughing so much that tears came out, and she pounded the bed while laughing.

Zhao Zhiyue stopped, frowned and looked back at her, isn't this person crazy?

Concubine Jing finally held back a smile and looked at Zhao Zhiyue with tears in her eyes.

She suddenly asked for no reason: "Song Beifeng, is actually a woman, right?" ”

Zhao Zhiyue raised her eyebrows, and asked instead of answering: "What do you want to say?" ”

Concubine Jing didn't need her to answer to understand, she wiped the tears from her face.

"Originally, I couldn't understand why the emperor indulged her again and again, but now I understand. It turns out that she is a woman, and the emperor loves only her! ”

Zhao Zhiyue sighed lightly, only feeling that Concubine Jing couldn't stand the stimulation and went crazy.

How could the emperor like Beibei?

He shouldn't have known that Beibei was a woman.

Even if he knows, even if he really likes it, he will take care of the big picture.

Beibei is Shen Zhao's, she doesn't believe that a man like the emperor will sacrifice his most powerful right-hand man for a woman, and he will turn against his friends.

Zhao Zhiyue didn't want to pay attention to Concubine Jing anymore, glanced at her contemptuously, left a sentence of "I won't be provoked by you", and turned around and left again.

Concubine Jing laughed and yelled behind her: "Of course you won't be provoked by me, because you don't dare!" Everything you have today is that little cousin of yours...... Ah no, your little cousin gave it to you! Even your position as queen was given to you because the emperor couldn't get her! ”

These words are really uncomfortable to hear.

Zhao Zhiyue gritted her teeth and warned herself not to be impulsive.

Now that Wang's mother is no longer by her side, she impulsively does something wrong, and no one helps her clean up the mess.

She quickened her pace and walked out.

Suddenly there was a loud "bang" behind him!

Zhao Zhiyue was stunned suddenly, and a sudden chill suddenly rose behind her......

She slowly turned her head.

Concubine Jing's head slowly slid down from the wall, leaving a red blood stain.

Her eyes were still staring straight at Zhao Zhiyue, leaving a trail of blood in her half-open mouth.

Although she didn't say anything, Zhao Zhiyue seemed to hear her voice echoing in her ears: "What happens to me today is what you will do in the future." ”

Zhao Zhiyue covered her ears and ran out screaming.

Xiao Jiu, who came with her, shook her head helplessly.

In the end, he is still young, and he has not been in the palace for many years, so he was scared.

Xiao Jiu had no choice but to stay and clean up the mess for her.

……

When it comes to winter, Song Beibei's favorite thing to do is to lie down at home.

Recently, she was bored, so she wore thick clothes to go shopping on the street and buy food.

Now she and Lizzie are standing in front of a stall of roasted sweet potatoes, waiting for the hot roasted sweet potatoes.

Finally waited, Song Beibei held it in his hand, and the crispy and thin skin baked on it was torn open.

Song Beibei blew and was about to stuff it into his mouth, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of someone next to him who had been staring at him.

Song Beibei was stared at a little uncomfortable, and also glanced to the side.

He was a handsome man, lean, and his wheat-colored skin looked very healthy.

But no matter how handsome you are, you can't stare at others so impolitely.

Song Beibei raised his eyebrows slightly, is this handsome guy hungry?

She thought for a moment and brought him the roasted sweet potato in her hand: "Give it to you, I'll buy another one." ”

She thought that she didn't have much money anyway, and she wasn't too hungry, she was just hungry, and it didn't matter if she waited.

If this man is hungry, give him food first.

The man stretched out his hand, but instead of taking the roasted sweet potato, he ...... pinched Song Beibei's face.

Song Beibei was stunned for a moment, and looked at him with wide eyes: "What are you doing?" ”

Lizhi also hurried to stop him: "You let go of my master!" ”

The man smiled, let go of his hand, and leaned down slightly to look at Song Beibei: "Beibei, you don't know me?" ”

Song Beibei opened his mouth, and there was a title in his heart that was about to come out, but he didn't dare.

Don't...... Could it be that this man is really his big brother?

Song Qing saw her sister's confused appearance, and knew that she had really forgotten herself.

He hugged her, trying to pick her up and spin her around like he had done when he was a child.

But now that she's grown up, and she's still on the street, it's not good to do that, so she lets it go again.

"Beibei, I'm really your big brother."

Song Beibei slowly came back to his senses, looking him up and down for a long time, although his appearance had changed a little, Song Beibei knew that this was the feeling of being with him!

She handed the sweet potato in her hand to Lizhi, then hugged her eldest brother, laughing and jumping: "Big brother, big brother, big brother...... You're finally back! ”

"yes."

Song Qing gently rubbed his sister's face again, it was still as soft and easy to pinch as a few years ago.

Song Beibei has a lot to say, and he wants to know what he has been doing in the two years since he disappeared, but he can't say it on the street.

He hurriedly dragged his eldest brother home for dinner and washed the dust for his eldest brother.