What does it feel like to be framed? What does it feel like to be framed by a dead person?

After hearing Pan'er's words, Sai Wuqing remembered where he had seen her. Isn't it the person who caused himself to say that Zhao Jiao wanted to see him that night?

"Sacrificial dance, is it really as she said?" The Queen Mother asked angrily. At this time, even if the sacrificial dance is innocent, I don't know how to justify it.

The Mid-Autumn Festival that night, only themselves, Sima Yucheng and Liu Gonggong knew that the clothes they changed out of the palace were also sent in blindfolded, and the coachman who was in the carriage was also taken away, and they only came over after they got into the carriage.

It can be said that no fourth person knows what happened to Sima Yucheng. But the carriage of the Mizukage Pavilion only goes at dawn, which is what everyone sees. It is said that the night of the Yin Festival and the dance were spent in the palace.

The hysterical duties around him are in front of him is Concubine De, who is defending Zhao Jiao, and the surrounding area is full of people from Cining Palace, except for Arlinn, no one can help him. Even Arlinn doesn't know what happened that night, and she can't help herself.

The sacrificial dance slowly spoke: "The concubine did not go to Concubine De's palace. ”

If you want to excuse yourself with just such a sentence, I'm afraid it's too simple. And the Queen Mother has a face that is about to sacrifice her bad feelings. She looked at the seductive appearance of the sacrificial dance, generally this person with this appearance is seductive, useless, and should not be favored by the emperor.

The Queen Mother patted the armrest on the side of the stool vigorously, "If not, then where were you that night?" At that time, you seemed to be calling yourself a man outside, but you spent the night in the palace, even this matter is very serious, according to today's law, ......" As he spoke, he glanced at the sacrificial dance: "Fifty big boards, deduct one year's salary, and be grounded for three months!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the loud voice of the people outside: "Who is the queen mother going to punish?" ”

It's Sima Yucheng. Hearing his voice, the Queen Mother immediately stopped talking. He is not the emperor's biological mother, nor the emperor's adoptive mother, he is just a queen mother, and his identity and timing are just right, so he becomes the queen mother. If it is usual, the queen mother has the ability, confidence, and confidence that she will be able to succeed in such a small matter.

Regarding the sacrificial dance, she heard what the emperor did for her, but she still didn't dare to convict indiscriminately.

The old man beside him greeted him smartly: "Your Majesty, you have just come down to the court, you drink saliva first." He took the poured water and handed it to Sima Yucheng.

Sima Yucheng didn't answer, and looked straight at the Queen Mother: "Queen Mother? ”

The Queen Mother had to speak: "The mourning family heard that Concubine De was killed by Concubine Jin, isn't this just looking for someone to ask about the situation?" ”

Sima Yucheng didn't believe the Queen Mother's words: "Really? Asking about the situation is a direct conviction? ”

The Queen Mother hurriedly replied: "She admits it." ”

Arlinn's eyes widen as she sees the Queen Mother open her eyes and talk nonsense, and just as she is about to refute, she is pulled by the sacrifice dance, which is worth standing by the sacrifice dance.

Sima Yucheng asked the sacrificial dance: "Do you admit it?" ”

The sacrificial dance avoided Sima Yucheng's sight: "No." ”

"Yes." Sima Yucheng laughed at himself: "What the Pavilion Master was doing that night Zheng knows better than any of you, Concubine De's matter was done on her own initiative, not to mention violating the Yin Law, and now she has to pull innocent people!" ”

Sima Yucheng's words were very intimidating, and after he finished speaking, the others didn't dare to speak anymore.

The Queen Mother said: "That day, someone saw the sacrificial dance and Concubine De together, it must be what she said." Concubine De's gentle temperament is her best temper in the palace, how can she say that she hangs herself! ”

Sima Yucheng looked at the Queen Mother straight and didn't say a word. The sacrificial dance stood next to Sima Yucheng, and he didn't say a word when he saw that he was about to quarrel.

This is the Queen Mother? This is royal? It's not as good as the ordinary life of ordinary people!

The Queen Mother also looked at Sima Yucheng. Her eyes are cloudy, and she was also a beauty when she was young, but after so many years of harem battles, she is now the elegant atmosphere of the year. It's become a little bit of a trivial matter, and it's starting to be calculated. Concubine De is just one of the insignificant people, that is, she is usually favored by the Queen Mother, but now that she is gone, of course the Queen Mother wants to be angry for her.

"Then Your Majesty always has to give an explanation to the Zhao family." The Queen Mother was defeated under Sima Yucheng's eyes, so she could only give in first.

Sima Yucheng snorted lightly: "That's her own fault, and now it's too late for the Zhao family to ask for guilt!" ”

Concubine De's death is considered to be the most serious violation of the Yin Law. In the first year of the establishment of the Great Yin, the first generation of the Great Yin Emperor, in order to celebrate his victory, filled his harem in a big way, and went to the harem every day. According to records, the number of women in the harem is as high as 1,000, and many of them have not seen the Great Yin Emperor since they entered. There were also several people living in one room. I can't see the emperor every year, and I can't go home to see my parents every year. Then people started committing suicide.

At first, this happened in a house where several people lived together. When the people in the house woke up, they saw that the person they lived with was gone, and they thought that they were flying away, so they left without saying a word, and soon found her body in the well.

Immediately after that, the people in the same room dreamed of the dead person every day, and the dead man in the dream always said that it was too cold in the well, and hoped that she would come to accompany him, and that the palace was too stuffy, and that it was better to be in the underworld. Then the man who was in the same room fell to his death on the beams of the house.

The palace maid who came to deliver the meal saw it, and fainted directly, there was originally a person who died here, and now another one has died.

This matter was suppressed by the queen at the time. But the malignant effects are still there.

It was a concubine, but the emperor hadn't stepped into her bedroom for many years, and jumped off the high bridge on a snowy night.

The soldiers who patrolled the building at night said, but her whole body was covered with snow, and the color of her blood was constantly flowing out underneath, and the snow was still falling, and the blood on her head was still flowing, and the blood under her body was turning red.

When the Great Yin Emperor heard about this, the concubine's family also heard about it. asked for a thorough investigation of the matter, only to find that a hundred people had died in the palace.

From that day on, the new law stipulates that in the event of a suicide, three generations of the family will sit in succession.

The Queen Mother raised her voice: "Concubine De also raised a third prince for you!" ”

When Sima Yucheng heard the third prince, he was directly angry: "You still talk about him!" This son of a rebel! After speaking, Sima Yucheng directly took away the sacrificial dance.

The Queen Mother could only watch them leave, and coughed angrily.

Lao Hao hurriedly followed her back and persuaded: "Niangniang, don't worry about these things anymore, the emperor has his own ideas......"

The Queen Mother interrupted Lao Hao's words and slapped her hand away: "Why do you say he wants to make the mourning family the Queen Mother?" ”

Lao Xi was dumbfounded by the question and wanted to say something to comfort her. ‘

"You don't need to be comforted, the mourning family knows it, isn't it just for his mother's concubine, can you blame the mourning family?" The Queen Mother was heartbroken, clutching her chest, panting, and struggling to say this.

Lao Hao looked at her and was very distressed. can only accompany silently on the side.

Just when she thought she wouldn't speak anymore, she asked in a low and tired voice: "You say, is it time for me to come?" ”

When Lao Yu heard this, he knelt down in fright, trembling and said, "Niangniang, don't think like this!" ”

The Queen Mother struggled to pull out a little laugh, "That's it." Qianmin. ”

The old man was in tears.

The sacrificial dance that followed Sima Yucheng back didn't say a word, and he didn't look at him. I just feel awkward.

Sima Yucheng asked her with a smile: "Why, I haven't seen you for a few days, and the temper of the pavilion master has risen a lot." ”

There was no reply.

"I didn't think about what happened that day, I checked it afterwards." Sima Yucheng wants to make the sacrificial dance a little more popular, even if it doesn't work, don't treat yourself like this.

Sure enough, the sacrificial dance mood fluctuated a little.

Sima Yucheng was a little happy to see it, even today's things in the court have become less important: "It was done by Concubine De." ”

I had already guessed that it was Concubine De, but when I heard that it was true, the sadness in my heart was still about to overwhelm me.

Is it because of the matter of the three princes?

Even if this matter is to blame, it shouldn't be blamed on yourself, isn't this what Sima Yucheng agrees with?

The sorrow in the heart of the sacrificial dance did not leak out, but he said to Sima Yucheng tiredly: "The concubine is a little rolled, Your Majesty will go back first." ”

is so bold to drive people away, and the sacrificial dance is still the first.

It's just that Sima Yucheng can make her the only one.

"Then you have a good rest, and Zheng will come to visit you another day." Sima Yucheng can roughly guess her current mood.

Arlinn looks at the stunned dancer and can't bear it: "Mother, this matter is over, you should be, you should be ......" Arlinn doesn't know what to say.

Sai Wuqing turned his head and looked at her: "What should this matter be?" ”

"Is it a dream?"

"Or is it just a hallucination?"

"Or can it be said that it hasn't happened?"

Arlinn plops down in front of the dancer, his hand on the dancer's knee, warming the dancer's extremely cold knee, "Let's get over it, okay, think less about it in the future, it's just a few months, and we'll be able to get out of the palace." If the emperor comes again, no, no, no, the emperor knows that this thing must not be what everyone thinks, and he will definitely come rarely. Even if he came, he just sat down and left. ”

Wu Wu Qing didn't speak, but looked at Arlinn's raised head, and her gaze gradually became cold, "Have you seen it?" ”

What have you seen? Before Arlinn could say anything, her hand was shaken off.

Sacrificial dance shakes off Arlinn's hand, gets up to get Sima Liangyi's latest letter, and flicks it in Arlinn's face.

Arlinn looks at the letter that fell to the ground with a pale face, and looks at the sacrifice dance in disbelief: "Niangniang, I haven't seen it!" ”

Do you believe in the festival? Of course not. Sneered.

Arlinn is scared, and now she doesn't want to see the relationship between the dance and herself become like this, and she recruits them all.

"Yes, Xu Wu told me. He was an old friend of the Prince's. After the prince knew that he had come to the capital, he kept in secret with him again. He also told me about this, not me who took the initiative to ask, really, you have to believe me. ”

The sacrificial dance still looked at the kneeling people on the ground coldly, and did not change her attitude because of her words.

Arlinn knows it's over, and so is it.

Dancing Joy turns away, no longer looking at Arlinn, and says, "You go out first." ”

It's useless to say anything now, it's just that my mind is still very confused, and this matter should not have been discovered yet, and I'm a little tired now.

On this night, the festival danced to see the moon. After the fifteenth moon, I began to be lazy, and did not come out until the second half of the night. In the second half of the night, the moon came out, but it was not complete, and the light was much weaker.

"Is this my fate?" Sai Wuqing looked at the moon in the sky and asked softly.

"Of course not!" A brisk voice came.

In the past few days, Sima Lanting has not been seen for the sacrificial dance, and on this day he finally made a bold decision, that is, to sneak into the palace secretly to send something to the sacrificial dance. But I didn't think about it at this time, and I haven't slept yet. I am worried and depressed about the moon.

When he heard the sound of the dance, he saw Sima Lanting holding a small package of bulging things in one hand, and checking whether his face on the right side was completely covered with the other.

"Why is the prince here?" The sacrificial dance asked.

Sima Lanting still smiled, walked straight to the window, and looked at the sacrificial dance: "Come and see you, you don't see me." This sentence is still a little aggrieved, as if there is some relationship between the two.

Sai Wu glared at him unhappily: "The prince should go, if people see you in my Jinming Palace, others don't know what they will say about me." ”

Sima Lanting was not angry, but handed the things in his hand to the sacrificial dance.

"What is this?" The festival dance is about to be opened and seen.

Sima Lanting hurriedly stopped her: "I can't see it until I'm gone." ”

Sai Wuqing glanced at him silently, and the movements in his hands stopped, which could be regarded as acquiescence.

"The first time I saw you in the National Teacher's Mansion, I knew it was you." Sima Lanting looked at it and suddenly pulled up a topic.

The sacrificial dance is white, this is to accompany her to chat and relieve boredom.

But she didn't want to.

Sima Lanting didn't hear the sacrificial dance talking, so he talked to himself: "That night, after I went back, I was thinking, why is this sacrificial pavilion master so similar to you. I also came to the palace to take a look, and they all said that you were not there, and you went to the Tai Hospital to recuperate. I was still there at the time, but I really believed it, and asked you what kind of illness you have, and you need to go to the hospital to recuperate. They told me you were terminally ill. I said I wanted to see you, and they told me that you are an infectious disease and you should not come close. Fear that someone will catch your disease after seeing you, and you will be disturbed when you die.

I'm really afraid that you're dead, but I want to see you. I quietly went to the Tai Hospital, and I searched every room there, but I didn't see you. I got impatient to look for it, so I grabbed someone and asked you.

I still remember the man's answer at the time, he said, "Sacrifice and dance? I can't remember who it is, there were too many people who came to the hospital during these days, and many of them died after a day or two, and I can't remember the name. However, when we registered, there were quite a few people in the Dictionary Division. If you were looking for someone who was looking for the Dian Le Division, it would probably be a mass grave by now.

When he said that, I was thinking if it could be you.

But I'm afraid, it's you, I don't dare to go to the mass grave to see it. He was not allowed to see it. I know that the Pavilion Master must be you.

You see, the facts prove it, that's you. ”

When Sima Lanting finished the last sentence, the expression on his face was very gloomy.

The sacrificial dance looked at the person in front of him, and his heart moved.

Quickly turned his face away, and the expression on his face was hidden.

Sima Lanting was puzzled and wanted to continue asking, but the sacrificial dance didn't give him a chance to speak.

"It's late at night, so the prince should go back early." After speaking, he closed the window and slowly squatted down against the wall by the window. With his hands around his knees, his head resting on his knees, his eyes stunned as he watched the moonlight shine on the floor of the room through the window paper.

After a long time, Sima Lanting had already gone back. The sacrificial dance looked at the small bag of things, stopped looking at it, and thought, this, so be it.

The next morning, Arlinn holds a letter from Sima Liangyi.

Sacrificial Dance looked at the letter, and instead of avoiding Arlinn, she began to read it in front of her.

"Zhanxin Shuyan, send the best oolong tea today, and invite the emperor to seal it. Don't be greedy. "There are few numbers on the letter. What does it mean to be white in the sacrificial dance?

Arlinn listens to the ritual dance read out word by word, and her back is a little cold, and she asks, "Shall I go and please?" ”

Sai Wuqing shook his head, "It's still the time of the early dynasty, let's go back after a while." ”

"Yes." Arlinn then asks, "Are you sure the emperor is back?" ”

Wu Wu Qing didn't speak, took the same letter and sent oolong tea, and began to make tea.

"It's still early, is it soaking?" Arlinn is puzzled.

Looking at the skillful tea-making technique of the festival, the fingers like onion roots are orderly living on the teapot and teacup. From time to time, I picked up a small teacup, looked at it, poured the tea, poured it in, poured it again. Then he collapsed on the table. The fragrance of tea wafts out a lot.

Arlinn sniffs the tea and says, "Niang, this is a waste." ”

Priest motions silently for her to ask, and Arlinn does as instructed, realizing that she has the idea of licking it off the table.

"This, this is too fragrant." Arlinn says as she backs out the door.

Time passed quickly, Sima Yu made the next dynasty, and knew that Jinming Hall was invited, so he passed without saying a word.

"It's a good rest today, it's really rare that you want to see the whole thing." As soon as Sima Yucheng sat down, this was the sentence.

As she sits down, Arlinn tells Sima that she will have lunch in a moment.

Sima Yucheng nodded and asked all the surrounding palace people to retreat.

Facing the confused eyes of the sacrificial dance, he took the initiative to explain: "There are not so many people in this room, otherwise it will affect your eating." ”

The sacrificial dance is still ignored.

Eating together, they ate this meal quickly.

Sima Yucheng was about to go back, but was stopped by the sacrificial dance: "Your Majesty, the concubine invites you to have tea." ”

Does this mean that there was a discussion about the previous matter?

As soon as Sima Yucheng heard this, he hurriedly agreed.