Chapter 20: Don't pester me
"Niangniang, according to the report from the spies, the third princess went to Lan Shihuai's palace just now."
"Oh?" The person leaning on the couch slightly hooked the corners of his lips and teased the caged bird nonchalantly, "What did I tell you to throw away?" β
"Naturally, that purse, Lan Shihuai must have seen it." Mingxiang was a little puzzled, "Why did Niangniang want the slave to leave that thing, isn't this a handle for people?" β
"Huh, you forgot? You didn't kill people, and I didn't kill them. The queen looked at the armor on her fingers and fiddled with it gently, "What I did was just to kill a useless person under the pretense of someone else's hands, even if I checked, I couldn't find this Kunning Palace." β
"I see, is the mother trying to disturb people's ears and eyes? Let the third princess think that it was you who sent someone, and when the emperor finds out the real murderer, you will know that she is wrong to blame you, and then the three princesses will naturally lose the emperor's trust. Mingxiang pursed her lips and smiled, "Niangniang's trick, killing two birds with one stone, is really clever!" β
Empress Liao smiled and was noncommittal.
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Gong Que always felt that according to Lan Shihuai's temperament, it would be bad.
If that person goes to see the emperor at this moment and shows him something, then his game will collapse.
But if you think about it carefully, the emperor shouldn't be in the mood to see her now.
Even if she is wronged by the snow in June, no one will care.
Gong Que frownedββ
When Su Jingyu handed her the purse before, she felt that something was wrong.
How could someone as thoughtful as the queen leave such obvious evidence?
Unless, it's not the queen's people who do it.
She also knew this, so she showed Lan Shihuai what it was, not to ask her to report the queen.
After all, the strength of the queen mother cannot be underestimated, her purpose is just to make Lan Shihuai and the queen have a grudge.
If Lan Shihuai really wants to go to the emperor to sue the queen, it would be too stupid.
Wow, that's annoying!
Gong Que buried a bitter gourd face in the quilt.
If in the original world, she pinched a heavenly thunder trick, no one would want to escape.
But now her mana is so weak that she can't even control people.
Gong Que tossed and turned uncomfortably and couldn't sleep.
Every inch of the palace was irrigated with blood. When I dreamed back at midnight, countless unjust souls were crying.
All she felt was an invisible knife hanging over her head, ready to fall at any moment.
What is often invisible is the most terrifying.
The alleys in the palace are still long and can't be seen, and under the reflection of the moonlight like water, it looks like the Huangquan Road, but there is no Meng Po and no judge on the Huangquan Road.
I can't forget it, I want to seek justice, but there is nowhere to find justice.
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On the second day, a palace man committed suicide.
It is said that he was abused by Lan Shihuai all day long, and he couldn't bear it anymore so he made a murderous intention, and then he was afraid of finding out about his head so he committed suicide in fear of crime.
Gong Que knew that he was just a scapegoat, and if he looked deeper, the murderer must be someone else.
But since someone chooses to do it hastily, then she doesn't have to bother much.
It's just that I heard that the people in the palace said that Lan Shihuai didn't eat or drink since then, just stayed up, and laughed all day long, which made the people of the Silver Moon Hall subdued.
Most people just say she's crazy, disgusted, or pitiful.
But Gong Que knew that she wasn't crazy, she just understood that she couldn't fight that person.
Later, she heard that Lan Shihuai was staying up like this, until she boiled out a mouthful of black blood and sprayed it on the gorgeously whitewashed wall, unconscious.
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"Third Emperor Sister, you say, will the mother miss me?"
In the past few days, Gong Huanyan's soul has been entangled in Gong Que's side and talked to her about everything, and he never left his mother and concubine.
Gong Que was annoyed to death, she felt that she shouldn't let the person around her know the fact that she could see him!
"How can a mother not want to have children?" Gong Que Youyou yawned, "You've been grinding me for a morning, what do you want?" β
Although she talked to Gong Huanyan, she didn't look at him, just sat in front of the bronze mirror and carefully arranged her clothes.
As soon as these words came out, Gong Huanyan was obviously a little embarrassed, rubbed his hands, lowered his head, and said in a muffled voice: "I just ...... I just want to say a few more words to my mother. β
couldn't stand his grinding, so Gong Que had no choice but to agree to his request: "Okay, I'll try." β
"By the way, there's one more thing."
"What?" Gong Que turned around, only to see Gong Huanyan winking at her, and asked innocently, "Actually...... You're not the Third Emperor Sister, are you? β
The former nodded.
"That's exactly what happened." Gong Huanyan, who got the answer, seemed to be a little lost, but immediately, he showed a big smile again, "But I still think you're very good, it's not the Third Emperor Sister, it's just you!" β
Gong Que's heart shook, as if it was the first person to praise her so bluntly.
"Thank you."
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When Gong Que went to see Lan Shihuai, he saw her sitting on the bed with a miserable white face, staring at a certain place in a daze.
No matter what others called her, she ignored it, as if she had lost her soul.
Gong Que waved his subordinates away, and said lightly to Lan Shihuai, who was distracted: "Do you want to see him?" β
The man reacted a little, and turned his head to look at her, who had been sharp and beautiful in the past, and now he was haggard, and his eyes were scarlet and terrible.
She spoke, but she could only make a hoarse voice: "Can you let me see Huan'er?" β
"Perhaps." Gong Que raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of her, and said softly, "This way, you can see him." β
Sure enough, Lan Shihuai saw Gong Huanyan appear in front of her.
She trembled and stretched out her hand, wanting to touch it, but her fingertips suddenly passed through Gong Huanyan's body.
"Huan'er ......" Lan Shihuai called his name, afraid that everything in front of her was just a dream, and if the dream was gone, her Huan'er would not come back.
"Mother!" Gong Huanyan was still smiling, just like when he was alive, well-behaved and docile like a little rabbit.
Gong Que stood aside and watched the reunion of the two coldly, without any waves in his heart.
A long, long time ago, Mencius said that she was unkind.
In fact, it is.
She has neither a father nor a mother, and the word "family affection" is nothingness to her, so even if it is this kind of scene, she can watch it calmly.
"Mother, the child will not be able to be filial by your side in the future, and I ask the mother to forgive the child's rudeness." As he spoke, Gong Huanyan bowed deeply to Lan Shihuai, "I hope that the concubine will be healthy in the future and her blessings will last." β
Lan Shihuai couldn't cry in an instant.
She knows that her Huan'er has always been an obedient and sensible good child, but she has been too tight.
Lan Shihuai still remembers the first time she hugged him, the temperature came from the swaddling clothes and melted into her blood, and from then on, she thought that this little life was more precious than her own.
But if she loses even her own child, what will be left?
"If there is an afterlife, Huan'er will still be your child, and do the unfinished filial piety of this life for the mother and concubine......"
Gong Huanyan felt that his soul was getting lighter and lighter, and the embers turned from his toes lingered beside Lan Shihuai, he was helpless, but he couldn't do anything, he could only leave a whisper from the depths of his soul-
"Mother, see you in the next life."
Lan Shihuai stretched out her hand, trying to hold his warm palm as usual, but what her fingertips touched was only cold.
Gong Huanyan disappeared in front of her eyes like this, and he would never appear again.
Suddenly, Lan Shihuai fell off the bed like crazy.
She knelt in front of Gong Que, she kowtowed, and she admitted her mistake.
Again and again, each time with a muffled sound, until blood blurred her eyes.
"I beg you! Please let him talk to me a little longer, please!! β
In the past, he was as noble and proud as Lan Shihuai, but at this moment, he knelt down in front of the palace, folded off his arrogant bones, and humbled himself into the dust, just to see his son again.
"When the time comes, I can't help it." Gong Que's voice was low, don't look away, no longer look at her
It's really strange, for some reason she couldn't bear to see Lan Shihuai's down-and-out appearance now.
Is this emotion called pity?
Gong Que didn't understand very well.
Hearing this, Lan Shihuai was discouraged, she felt as if she had been drained of all her strength, and she was unable to sit on the ground.
After a long time, she asked the person in front of her in a dumb voice: "You are not Gong Chichi, who are you?!" β
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