However, when he saw the strong resentment above Zeng Xiaomei's palace, even Jin Qing couldn't help but sigh: How bad must this person be to cause so many sins to him.
At this time, Zeng Xiaomei had already received the news that Zeng Da was out on business. She was staying in the Buddhist hall and chanting sutras under the attendants of the palace servants, as if she was praying for Zeng Da.
Although the Zeng brothers and sisters are extremely vicious towards outsiders, they are really kind to their own family.
After the initial disaster and the disappearance of their second child, Zeng Da and Zeng Xiaomei became more united.
I saw Zeng Xiaomei in the Buddhist hall constantly twisting the beads in her hands, muttering Buddhist scriptures in her mouth, and tapping the wooden fish in front of her from time to time.
Surrounded by the sandalwood curling up around her, Zeng Xiaomei's eyebrows looked extremely soft, and she seemed to have a sense of kindness and peace.
As she got older and older, and the emperor had never entered Zeng Xiaomei's palace, Zeng Xiaomei applied to the queen to build this small Buddhist hall in her palace.
Then he diligently chanted sutras, worshiped Buddha, and copied sutras every day, as if he wanted to eliminate his karma.
Over the years, Zeng Xiaomei has always carried the peaceful scent of sandalwood, and her calm expression makes her look a little like an outsider.
The surrounding palace people stood quietly aside, quietly watching Zeng Xiaomei recite sutras. They were all palace servants assigned by the Queen to serve Zeng Xiaomei personally.
I have seen many of Zeng Xiaomei's methods on weekdays, and I know how vicious their gentle-faced master is behind the scenes.
No woman in the palace has two faces, but it must be said that their master is really a capable woman.
He has never been favored by the emperor, and he can still live peacefully in this palace until now.
Not only did she hug the queen's lap, but now she became the adoptive mother of the sixth prince, which was considered the first for their master.
Following such a master, they still have face even in front of other concubines in the harem.
It's just that the master's face is ruined and one of his legs is lame. If she enters the palace in good condition, the situation in the harem may change.
Now all I can say is that it's a pity, and it's really a pity.
The palace people were thinking in their hearts, but they didn't show it at all on their faces. They all stood motionless behind Zeng Xiaomei and waited on her.
After Zeng Xiaomei finished reciting the last verse, she picked up the gong and banged it. The maid behind her immediately knew that Zeng Xiaomei's chanting had ended and hurried over to help Zeng Xiaomei get up.
Zeng Xiaomei stood up slowly while holding the palace maid's hand. She felt her legs were sore and unable to straighten. Zeng Xiaomei frowned.
Over the years, as she got older, the problems with her legs became more apparent, and sometimes the soreness and swelling kept her awake all night.
But these pains cannot be expressed to outsiders, so Zeng Xiaomei can only grit her teeth and endure it, venting her pain through other channels.
After standing firm, Zeng Xiaomei pushed away the palace attendant's hand holding her in disgust: she didn't like the feeling of being supported like this, it would make her feel like she was still the helpless waste she was before.
The palace man obediently let go of his hand and stood back to the wall, looking at his nose and nose, his head lowered and not looking at Zeng Xiaomei's expression.
Knowing that no one was looking at her broken leg, Zeng Xiaomei finally felt relieved. She leaned on a crutch beside her and told the palace attendants: "I will go inside and add some lamp oil. You can wait here."
Listening to the palace attendants' gentle instructions, Zeng Xiaomei slowly walked to the inner room of the Buddhist hall.
As soon as I opened the door, a wave of heat rushed towards me.
The structure of this house is extremely weird. Except for the small door that Zeng Xiaomei came in just now, there are no vents or even windows in this room.
The room was entirely made of stone, and the heat inside came in waves, making it difficult for Zeng Xiaomei to breathe.
After walking through a small corridor, you can clearly see the source of the heat wave.
It turned out that there were more than a dozen shelves set up high and low in the room, and nearly three hundred oil lamps of various sizes were placed on them.
The flames on these oil lamps were originally a little dim, but after Zeng Xiaomei pushed the outer door open, there may be air circulation, and the color of the flames seemed to be a little brighter.
Zeng Xiaomei started to add oil to these oil lamps one by one, and then she sighed leisurely and whispered: "I had no intention of harming your lives, but things are unpredictable. If you don't die, I won't be able to get what I want, so I can only I feel wronged to you.
After all, after you die, I will be the only evil person who still cares about you.
Now, I have lit an ever-burning lamp for you, chanting sutras and praying to Buddha with you every day to add more lamp oil. I hope you can rest in peace under the nine springs. Don't blame me, okay."
I have to say that Zeng Xiaomei's confident look is really similar to Zeng Da from before.
Perhaps there was a lack of oxygen in the room, and Zeng Xiaomei's face was burned red by the heat from the oil lamp.
The flashing flames reflected on her serious face, making her face flicker and look very scary.
This secret room was specially built by Zeng Xiaomei by the craftsmen who built the Buddha Hall. The materials inside were all made of stone, and a windproof cloister was designed to prevent water from getting into the palace.
The Queen of the Secret Chamber knew this, but seeing that Zeng Xiaomei was just lighting lamps inside and not doing any witchcraft, she followed her.
The Queen was indeed very kind to Zeng Xiaomei. For this reason, she deliberately found a suitable time and mentioned it as a joke in front of the Emperor, which was considered to have opened the door for this secret room.
Zeng Xiaomei also came to the Buddhist hall every day to chant sutras and add some lamp oil to prevent these ever-burning lamps from going out.
However, the number of ever-burning lamps in this secret room continues to grow.
Just like when she gave Zeng Da the idea to kill Mo Wanxia, Zeng Xiaomei will always feel sad afterwards and mourn her own sins.
But the next time something happens, Zeng Xiaomei will still take action resolutely.
Because she deeply understands the truth that only the winner has the right to regret the sins he has committed.
Zeng Xiaomei was reciting people's names while wiping the oil lamps corresponding to their names. These were all people she had dealt with in the palace.
She doesn't regret having killed so many people, she just feels tired and annoyed
After wiping the last oil lamp clean and adding oil, Zeng Xiaomei sighed leisurely: "I will come to see you tomorrow. Maybe I will come to accompany you soon."
Things in this palace are changing rapidly, who can say for sure.
Maybe tomorrow, she will become an oil lamp on someone else's stage, but I don't know if that person will take care of her sincerely like her.
Just when Zeng Xiaomei was feeling sad, she suddenly felt a chill on her head, and Zeng Xiaomei subconsciously looked up.
