She bowed head-on, "subordinates are ready to die for their masters at any time." ”

I don't know how many times I've said this sentence in the past five years. The more she expressed her loyalty again and again, a touching smile appeared on Yoshiun's face, and her heart was like water. There is no love for the dead. She knew so did her master.

The master asked her, "This task is arduous, and there is no return, aren't you afraid?"

Zimo still said the same sentence: "The subordinates are ready to die for their masters at any time." ”

Yiyun was silent for a long time, "Miaomiao is still a girl who doesn't understand the world, tomorrow you take the form of her and go to the imperial tomb, she, I will arrange it." ”

Zimo suddenly felt a little sad, she knew today, why bother in the first place? If she was to marry from the beginning, why bother so much today?

She is not a person of many words, and silently said, "My subordinates understand." ”

At this moment, she looked at the people in the bathtub without any scheming, innocently making a splash, and smiling heartlessly. It's still a little sour. At the last moment, the master changed his mind and wanted to exchange her life for hers.

An Miaomiao took a shower by herself, got up and put on her underwear, and suddenly heard a sound of applause, lifted the curtain and walked out, she was startled by the scene in front of her.

In front of her, there stood an An Miaomiao who looked like her.

The An Miaomiao in front of her was wearing her red wedding dress, with her hair in a bun that looked the same as her, and even her appearance was the same. An Miaomiao's mouth opened wide in surprise, "You, you," and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

An Miaomiao in front of her smiled, "Princess, I'm Zimo." ”

An Miaomiao settled down slightly: "Why are you pretending to be me?"

Zimo took a human skin mask and handed it to An Miaomiao, and said coldly, "Tomorrow's princess will dress up as me, this imperial tomb, I'll just go." According to Liang Guo's law, if the master has a special camera. The next person can be buried without accompanying him. ”

An Miaomiao was stunned, and suddenly said coldly, "Who asked you to do this? I don't need you to do it." ”

Zimo said, "The master has an order, Zimo just acts with orders, and the princess doesn't have to mind." ”

"Fart!" An Miaomiao said angrily, "What is the reason why your master wants you to pretend to be me and die? Could it be that the plan changed in the middle of the way? If the plan was like this from the beginning, why did you go all the way to recruit me?"

Zimo groaned, feeling the need to explain it clearly to this woman. Although she doesn't like to talk very much. frowned, if she didn't make it clear, she was afraid that this woman would go to the master, and it would be bad if the news leaked.

"The whole point of the whole plan itself is me, I must go to the imperial mausoleum. The princess is just used to hide people's eyes, and it is dispensable. Zimo smiled, and his voice was cold, "This is going to the imperial tomb, there is no way to live, the master has mercy on your life, you should cherish it." ”

"So. If you go, I won't have to go?" An Miaomiao asked coldly.

"Yes. ”

An Miaomiao walked over without saying a word, took the human skin in her hand, and pasted it in the mirror, like a pretty Zimo.

At this moment, the two exchanged identities.

After this delay, the sky was a little brighter. There was an attendant at the door who shouted with a sharp voice, "Concubine Wan Niangniang,"

An Miaomiao was silent. Zimo said coldly: "Father-in-law ordered." ”

The chamberlain pushed the door and entered, followed by several maids. The waiter said: "The slave and maid arrange for the maid to come and wait for the maid to change clothes and freshen up." ”

Zimo said, "Don't bother your father-in-law and sisters, a dying person, you don't need these false courtesies, you all go down, just have my girl here." ”

The waiter didn't force it, and answered coldly and beckoned the maid to put down the things in her hand. "Niangniang, the prince told Niangniang not to wear a white shirt today, but the wedding dress from yesterday. The crown prince said that if the emperor saw it, he would definitely be happy. Before leaving, he said in a strange voice, "Niangniang, hurry up, don't delay the auspicious time." ”

The door closed again. An Miaomiao walked over. Look at Zimo has dressed himself up. Dressed in a red wedding dress, she was a little unable to open her eyes. The person who was going to die was originally her, but she was forced to inflict it on Zimo.

She sat down by herself, looked in the mirror, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong, she said to Zimo, "What is your plan, can you tell me a little bit?"

Zimo paused, "You don't need to know. You can't die anyway. ”

Talking about it, I don't care about An Miaomiao, I open the door and go out. An Miaomiao followed behind her.

The waiter waited there and didn't leave, and when he saw Concubine Wan come out, he smiled and couldn't see his eyes, "Concubine Wan Niangniang came with the slave." ”

A palace is surrounded by white silk at the moment, everywhere is miserable white, passing by a piece of desolation, the palace maids and attendants do not see a single one, obviously gathered in the mourning hall to wait for the last journey of the emperor.

Kunyuan Palace, the main hall where the emperors of the past dynasties lived. The first Emperor Haode died here last night. When Zimo and An Miaomiao arrived, hundreds of civil and military officials were prostrate all over the ground, wearing white scarves on their heads and white belts around their waists, howling in pain. The harem concubines knelt beside the golden coffin in the main hall, not wearing linen and filial piety, they all picked up the beautiful clothes and wore them on weekdays, and they all dressed up with flowers and branches, but their faces were sad and desperate. An Miaomiao secretly counted in her heart, about thirteen, all of them were like flowers and jade, and it was estimated that these women were still short in the palace and had no heirs.

This old emperor is really. So many concubines. An Miaomiao noticed that among the people who were kneeling, there were about five or six women dressed in linen and wearing filial piety, and several young men kneeling quietly beside them. Yiyun and a number of other envoys stood quietly on one side.

These are probably all women who gave birth to children to the old emperor, so they don't have to die. Those young men are estimated to be the princes. An Miaomiao counted, according to the information provided by Yunjin, there was one missing, thinking of the palace change last night, the one missing was estimated to be the third prince Liang Wang.

Yun Jin said that King Liang was wise and resourceful, scheming, and the old emperor was terminally ill, everyone knew that he was unprepared, and a palace change would destroy him?

Didn't Yun Jin predict that the most likely emperor of the Liang Kingdom was this Liang King? Why is it so useless?

An Miaomiao knelt outside the hall with the attendants, and Zimo joined the group of women with sad faces in the appearance of Concubine Wan. In the midst of the purple and red, her red clothes were like blood, and her expression was indifferent like an arrogant red lotus. The road to the Yellow Springs is full of flowers.

An Miaomiao noticed that Yiyun's gaze glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally, and then glanced at Zimo, and the coldness flashed, calm and indifferent.

After a series of red tape festivals presided over by the ceremonial officer, the prince led the way and walked out first with the rank engraved with Emperor Haode. The golden coffin followed, followed by a bunch of crying concubines who were buried with them, and they were heavily guarded by heavy soldiers, probably because they were afraid that something would happen to this group of women who were going to be sacrificed alive. An Miaomiao is not eye-catching among a group of palace maids. (To be continued.) )