Daybreak.

Dachen Palace, Qifeng Garden.

Last night, the wind and rain were sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the residual wine, and when he got up in the morning, Cheng Xiaoxiang had a splitting headache.

"Magpie, pour me a cup of tea."

Cheng Xiaoxiang held his forehead, his spirit was sluggish, and he called out weakly.

A new face came in, timidly holding a saucer and kneeling in front of the couch, "Slave Bailing, kneel down and ask the queen to be Sheng'an." ”

Cheng Xiaoxiang was stunned when he heard this, looked at Bailing, and remembered that the magpie had been killed by Chen Kuncheng and could no longer serve her.

That morning, when she returned to Qifengyuan, it was already dawn.

The magpie's body was hastily collected and buried in a barren mound five miles outside the palace. For the palace maids, this is a special encounter, most of them die without a burial place, and there are no bones after cremation.

Cheng Xiaoxiang has been in a trance, silent, and his heart is already full of hatred, and he is crazy with jealousy.

She hates Chen Kuncheng and Su Wanrou. Hates the monarch even more, and there is no right or wrong.

Chen Kuncheng became more and more unscrupulous, and he was tired of Su Wanrou day and night.

The king is not a king, and the minister is naturally not a minister. Chen Kuncheng is the respect of all times, he does not know self-esteem and self-respect, he is nostalgic for flowers and willows all day long, and he is also slack off in the court, and he does not do political affairs.

Up and down the court, there was a miasma of black smoke.

The harem is also chickens and dogs.

Su Wanrou was in the limelight, and the women in the harem saw the wind and steered, and rushed to visit the town king's mansion, competing with each other for the wind and jealousy, and the situation was full of problems.

The courtyard of Qifengyuan is cold, and it is useless. Even if she is a queen and the gentleman is indifferent, she is also constrained and in danger everywhere.

I was really upset last night, Cheng Xiaoxiang drank alone and drank alone, thinking of getting drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows, but I thought of borrowing wine to drown my sorrows.

Cheng Xiaoxiang turned his head to look at Bai Ling, and then looked at the tea she served.

The tea was clear and hot, but even if her mouth was dry, she didn't dare to drink it all.

The people in the palace are unpredictable, she doesn't even have a trusted person now, and she needs to be careful when eating and drinking.

"Your name is Bailing?"

Cheng Xiaoxiang picked up the teacup and brought it to his mouth.

Squinting at Bai Ling, she lowered her head, and her hands holding the tea tray trembled slightly, "Yes." ”

Cheng Xiaoxiang looked at her for a long time, and took the teacup away from her mouth, "You help me drink this cup of tea." ”

Bai Ling changed color when she heard the words, her hands shook, and the tea tray fell to the ground, she knelt on the ground, kowtowed again and again, choked and lost her voice, "The queen spares her life, the queen spares her life!" ”

Cheng Xiaoxiang's heart was stunned, his drowsy head suddenly became clear, and then he was furious, and he was about to have a seizure, when his mind turned, and he said softly, "Don't be afraid, you tell me, who let you poison this tea?" Isn't it Su Wanrou? ”

“…… The slave and maid dare not say, mother, the slave and maid dare not say, you can spare the slave and maid...... Slaves and maids are also forced to ......"

Bai Ling trembled in fright.

Cheng Xiaoxiang sneered, "I have no choice? Who is so eager to kill this palace, at least it is not too late for you to gain the trust of this palace before you do it. Do you know that Hongu is drunk and wants you to take the opportunity to poison Hongu unknowingly? ”

"Queen Mother, the slave doesn't dare to say it, if the slave and the maid do, the slave's family will die. Mother, you can spare the slave and maid! The slave knows that she is wrong, and she will not dare to ...... anymore."

Bai Ling burst into tears.

"Then why didn't you do it last night? Is it hesitation, or is it good intentions? Cheng Xiaoxiang looked at her inquiringly, "If you fed this poisonous tea to the palace last night while I was drunk and asleep, and thought that the palace had already died at this time, wouldn't you be able to go to your master to ask for merit and reward?" ”

Bai Ling sobbed and said: "Queen Mingjian, it's a slave who can't bear it...... But being coerced by others and fearing the tragic death of his family members is really in a dilemma......"

Cheng Xiaoxiang sighed and nodded: "Don't cry, get up and talk." ”

Bai Ling was stunned when he heard this, wiped his tears, and stood up tremblingly.

"Since you don't dare to tell the truth, this palace won't force you. But you and this palace, one of them will die, how can this be good? ”

Cheng Xiaoxiang sighed, said lightly, turned his back, and walked to the window.

Outside the window, the cold winter has arrived, and the snow is drifting.

It rained cold overnight last night, and snow began to fall again in the morning, and the temperature plummeted. There was no warm charcoal in the house, and it was cold to the bone, but it was no match for the coldness from the bottom of my heart.

There was a broken cry behind her, helpless and desperate, she wanted to keep this palace maid who still had good thoughts, but if she stayed, her family would incur a disaster.

Many times, there is simply no way to have it both ways.

Cheng Xiaoxiang looked out of the window and clearly remembered that night, before she went to the Zhenwang Mansion, she had seen the ruined cuckoo in the pavilion on the other side of the corridor, and saw her fall into the cold pool.

It was thrilling, but she felt no guilt. She has always believed that these women who desperately want to cling to the powerful have chosen a path of no return since they had delusions. No wonder she is.

At that time, she was still arrogant and fearless.

It can be seen that Su Wanrou, after the magpie was pierced through the heart by Chen Kuncheng's sword, in addition to anger and hatred, she also had fear in her heart.

Because of this fear, she fell from the clouds that she thought too highly of herself to the dust, only to find that if she did not have the identity of the queen, she would be no different from the lowly palace maids such as cuckoos, magpies, and larks.

Life is like a mustard, insignificant, and you will die at any time.

And this terrible association, because of Su Wanrou, is becoming closer and closer.

She has lost the majesty and security of the empress......

Su Wanrou couldn't wait to buy the murderer and put her to death!

Now Su Wanrou is just favored, if she gives birth to a dragon son again, the mother is more expensive than the son, I am afraid that she will also let the cuckoo, magpie, and lark be the same, at the mercy of bullying and slaughter!

She would never allow that day to come!

To be tolerant of one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself, so the kindness of a woman must not be!

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaoxiang said with a gloomy expression, "Bailing, don't blame me. It is not me who kills you, but the one who connived at you to poison me. Even if you succeed, you and your family won't survive. They're going to kill people. And if you die, they still have to bury you. ”

When Bai Ling heard this, he cried loudly.

"This palace has a way to protect you and your family, and this palace can be safe and sound." Cheng Xiaoxiang turned around and walked towards Bailing, "But you must believe in this palace and obey this palace." ”

Bai Ling stopped crying and looked at Cheng Xiaoxiang in disbelief.

"You don't have to hesitate, because you don't have a choice." Cheng Xiaoxiang squatted down and wiped away her tears, "In this world, the most useless thing is the tears of the weak." This palace and you will either lose both, or conspire to win. If you would rather risk your life and that of your family than repent, you are foolish. ”

As soon as Bai Ling was about to speak, Cheng Xiaoxiang's face turned cold, "This palace doesn't need you to be grateful, as long as you keep in mind that this palace is dead, you and your family will definitely not survive; If this palace is alive, you and your family can escape. Now, whatever this palace asks, you will answer truthfully, and if there is half a sentence to hide, this palace will never give you another chance! ”