Pushing open the red vermilion lacquer door, Qihua held a lantern in one hand and a food box in the other, and came in to serve Jiang Chongrong, the night outside was very cold, and the red candles in the window were swaying.

Qihua extinguished the lantern and candle, closed the creaky window, and carried the food box to find Jiang Chongrong.

Chongrong Niangniang sat in the bed with her knees crossed, staring at the closed window, Qihua stood on the edge of the bed, and said softly: "Niangniang, it's time for dinner." ”

Jiang Chongrong glanced at Qihua and grabbed Qihua suddenly, her arm was numb from the pain.

"What about the queen?

Before she finished speaking, she let go of Qihua and began to cry herself, crying and crying and crying and falling on the bed and crying silently.

It's been a month since she had no children, and she's been out of the moon, but the saint seems to have ignored that thing.

The rest of the palace is the same, as if nothing has happened, nothing has happened, the queen is still the queen, and the position is still solid.

The Holy One is still the Holy One, and there is no sadness at all.

It's just her, only she's alive and childless.

Seeing his master like this, Qihua covered her with a quilt and comforted her: "Niangniang, let's live first, as long as there is this life, everything is possible." ”

"Niangniang, you are still so young and beautiful, but what about the queen? she is much older than you, even if we can't defeat her now, but the days to come will be long......"

"Niangniang, think about it, in this palace, batch after batch of newcomers have come in, very delicate, and when the queen is old and decrepit, one day, we can take revenge ......"

Jiang Chongrong was lying on the bed, tears falling little by little, she looked at Qihua and cried.

The cry was mixed with the sound of rain outside, which sounded in the harem, and when Jiang Chongrong was tired of crying, Qihua went out to call someone to bring hot water, and ordered someone to serve Chongrong Niangniang to wash up.

After changing into a clean dress, the sheets and sheets in the main room were replaced by the palace maid, and Qihua helped Jiang Chongrong to serve her for dinner.

After Jiang Chongrong finished eating, his face looked a lot better.

Qihua combed her hair and comforted her softly: "Niangniang, you are still young, and the days are still long." ”

Jiang Chongrong didn't speak, staring fiercely at himself in the bronze mirror.

"Is there any movement in the Tai Hospital?" Jiang Chongrong said.

Qihua shook his head and said truthfully: "The imperial doctor who should be disposed of has been disposed of, and the others have not moved." ”

"Where's the Queen?"

"The rough envoy on the queen's side has been killed with a cane, and the rest are fine. ”

"Is it? She has nothing to do, and she's really powerful, no wonder Concubine Hui, who is used to spoiling the harem, can't earn her?

Jiang Chongrong sneered, this word is really ironic.

After combing Jiang Chongrong's hair, he served her and rested.

She walked in front of her with a dim lantern and an umbrella, and the whole road was pitch black, except for a little light from the lantern and the sound of raindrops on both sides from time to time.

I went back to my room, and just after resting, news came from outside, saying that something had happened to Chengong.

Qihua frowned, re-passed his clothes, held an umbrella, and carried a lantern to the Chen Palace, the fire was bright, and many servants stood at the door of the palace waiting.

A familiar palace maid was thrown to the ground, already half dead.

Qihua recognized that it was a slight silence.

A woman who wants to climb onto the dragon bed and betray her master.

Wei Lin and her entered the court to serve for decades, from a small person to an old girl, from the first emperor to the new emperor to ascend the throne, and wait for two more years, according to the practice of our dynasty, she and Wei Lin are twenty-four years old, and they can leave the palace to marry.

But Wei Lonely wanted to cling to the saint, and the people next to the queen promised her that as long as she got rid of the child in Concubine Hui's belly, she would help her fulfill her wish.

Qihua knew that the queen was not alone in the palace.

The group of minions and palace maids who were not bought at the beginning have been removed by the queen, including several palace maids and eunuchs she knows.

It is not surprising that living people died in the harem, and even less surprising at the hands of the lord of the harem, but those were her friends, and they were all her friends.

She is so humble, and her friends are so humble, but no one wants to be humble over there, nor to be born humble.

It's right that you want to turn over, and it's right to climb onto the dragon bed.

The mistake is that you shouldn't want to step on your master's position, and you shouldn't want to step on your companions.

Qihua withdrew his eyes, sighed, turned around and left with the lantern, and met other palace maids on the way, the two glanced at each other, with a faint smile on their faces.

The palace maid whispered: "Sister Qihua, where is this coming? I heard that something happened in the Chen Palace, and there is a slave who is not long-eyed and pretends to be Concubine Hui's mother, puts on Concubine Hui's favorite plain clothes, and wants to climb onto the dragon bed?"

"It's a pity, but we saw through it at a glance... Now it's okay, I lost my life for no reason. ”

Qihua didn't speak, hanging his head slightly.

The palace maid walking around saw the helplessness in her eyes, the palace maid covered her mouth and smiled, looked at the drizzle around her, stared at the embroidered shoes that were already soaked, and said: "The palace maid and the palace concubine are almost too lucky, and the saint can still take a fancy to us slaves? ”

Droplets of water splashed by the rain fell from the umbrella to the ground, ticking, ticking......

"But some people can't see through it, and they can't understand it. ”

Qihua glanced sideways at the palace maid beside him, helplessly opened his throat, and whispered: "I have two years to leave the palace, you take care, if we can all get out of the palace safely in the future, find a down-to-earth family, and live a good life." ”

Jiang Qi nodded, held the umbrella higher, glanced back at the direction of the Chen Palace, and then at the direction of the Middle Palace, and muttered in a low voice: "It's strange to say, why is the Holy Lord in the Chen Palace today?"

The two of them glanced at each other, and they were both a little strange, why the Holy Lord was in the Chen Palace today.

Concubine Hui is no longer here, why did the saint go? Could it be that he is going to cherish the memory of Concubine Hui?

Doubts appeared in Qi Hua and Jiang Qi's eyes, Qi Hua opened his mouth first, and said in a low voice: "Maybe the saint is starting to miss Concubine Hui~"

With that, she sighed and kept staring at the raindrops outside the umbrella, which grew bigger and bigger, hitting the ground and wetting her vamps and skirt.

Jiang Qi glanced at Qihua and said in a low voice, "Do you want to go and see my sister?"

Qihua was stunned for a moment and nodded.

The two palace maids walked to a remote palace, where there was a dry well in the center, and Jiang Qi's sister was thrown into that dry well.

The wind and rain were a little heavy, the deserted palace was a little depressed and terrible, and the sound of rain came little by little, Jiang Qi looked at the dry well, and his face became gloomy.

"Sister, I don't know if I will blame my sister for not being able to avenge her. ”

Qihua sighed, the old men who entered the palace together died back then, and there were so many crazy people.

"I finally met my sister in the palace, how did I know that I would encounter something like that. ”