Hearing the gurgling sound coming from Zheng Yupei's throat, 08: "." Host, in fact, the person who tells the most truth is you!
Seeing the long hairpin nailed into Zheng Yupei's throat, Ye Chenhui immediately raised his hand to stop: "No."
Noticing that Ye Chenhui only moved his upper body, his peripheral eyes were full of tenderness: "Your Majesty really loves the good concubine, and he even raised his hand to me."
Hearing Yu Guang's words, Ye Chenhui immediately put down his arms, his eyes full of forbearance: "Queen, what exactly do you want me to do."
Out of the corner of his eye, he left Zheng Yupei aside, who kept making sounds from his throat, and looked at Ye Chenhui in confusion: "What did your majesty say? I am now a model of female virtue in the world. Only your majesty can tell you what to do. How can I say anything?" share."
After that, Yu Guang walked towards his spiritual tablet with a smile on his face, and said with nostalgia in his voice: "After all, Your Majesty is no longer the son-in-law who lived dependent on my concubine, right? Your Majesty, I respect you."
The decoration of this mourning hall is quite interesting!
Yu Guang said that he had a son-in-law, which made Ye Chenhui's heart skip a beat.
Seeing that the distance between Yu Guang and himself was getting closer, Ye Chenhui subconsciously took a few steps back again.
Out of the corner of his eye, he didn't care about Ye Chenhui's actions, but turned his head and raised his chin to several palace people: "Bring the imperial concubine to me."
The palace people looked at each other, seeing fear in each other's eyes.
What does it mean to take it over? The imperial concubine is not a thing.
This seems to be wrong no matter how you say it!
Besides, if they give the imperial concubine to the queen, how can they afford to be punished by His Majesty in the future?
The more they thought about it, the more panicked they became, and the palace people turned their attention to Ye Chenhui.
Ye Chenhui felt very uncomfortable being stared at like this. Seeing what he did, could he still take the initiative to let these people send the imperial concubine to danger?
Why is there no one willing to share his worries?
Seeing that Ye Chenhui was silent, the palace officials did not dare to make any move.
Just like a quail, quietly kneeling on the ground with its neck curled up.
The corner of Yu Guang's mouth raised a beautiful arc: "Are you waiting for me to go there in person?"
Seeing that the palace man was still kneeling on the ground without saying a word, he smiled and nodded from the corner of his eye: "Okay, you can be considered as inviting me!"
As he spoke, he slowly walked towards Ye Chenhui.
Yu Guang approached step by step, and Ye Chenhui stepped back step by step.
A strong sense of fear strangled Ye Chenhui's throat. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he thought of Yu Guang's words just now: "You are inviting me."
invite!
Ye Chenhui's voice was as sharp as if he was being strangled by the neck: "Don't come over here!"
Then he yelled at the palace servant who was waiting for Liu Qinglian behind him: "Don't give the imperial concubine to the queen yet."
He was really scared.
Standing still with his peripheral vision, he looked at Ye Chenhui and smiled: "Your Majesty, you are more aware of current affairs than I imagined."
After receiving Ye Chenhui's instructions, everyone hurriedly carried Liu Qinglian to Yu Guang.
Looking at the actions of the palace people with a smile from the corner of his eye, he suddenly said: "Imperial Concubine, if you don't plead to His Majesty again, you will really fall into the hands of this palace."
Even though her eyelashes were shaking like this, she still didn't dare to open her eyes. This woman was trying her best not to embarrass Ye Chenhui.
Ye Chenhui hurriedly looked at Liu Qinglian, only to find two lines of tears running down the corners of Liu Qinglian's eyes and into Liu Qinglian's temples.
Ye Chenhui's hands trembled, but he heard from the corner of his eye that he continued to say: "Your Majesty is not particularly angry. It's all my fault that I shouldn't tell the truth, and it's also my fault that the imperial concubine doesn't pretend to be better. These tears are first-class, and they make His Majesty's control. It’s embarrassing.”
08: "." The host is really a master at gouging out the heart. As long as she sees through something, she must tell it off. The important thing is that others can't defeat her.
Ye Chenhui clenched and unclenched his hands, and finally squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Why bother women?"
Yu Guang narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will not only make things difficult for women."
Ye Chenhui: "." He is already thinking about whether to let the guards outside rush in.
Seeing Liu Qinglian being brought to him, out of the corner of his eye, he stretched out his hand to pinch Liu Qinglian's neck and held her in front of the token: "I heard that the imperial concubine is the one who worries about my funeral affairs. Why don't the imperial concubine explain it to me personally? How is this mourning hall arranged?"
Liu Qinglian was suffocated and could no longer pretend to be comatose like before.
The nails of her hands pinched Yu Guang's arms hard, trying to tear off a piece of flesh from Yu Guang's body.
But what frightened her was that even though her fingernails were split, it didn't hurt Yu Guang at all. Instead, Yu Guang's hand gradually tightened: "The imperial concubine is really enthusiastic, and she actually wants to add some color to me.
I am just curious, does my sister, a courtesan who came from a brothel, really not know how she got her current position as deputy concubine? "
Seeing that Liu Qinglian had begun to roll her eyes, Yu Guang smiled and pressed her on the altar table: "Sister, come and admire the mourning hall you have decorated for your sister."
After saying that, she turned Liu Qinglian's head towards the spiritual tablet: "The spiritual tablet was soaked in gold juice beforehand. Although it was later applied with flower oil, it still left some smell."
He grabbed Liu Qinglian's hair and forced Liu Qinglian towards the altar.
With a sound of wood splintering, the thin wood on the table exploded, revealing the bronze mirror underneath.
Yu Guang made an astonishing sound: "My sister is worried that my soul will leave the palace, so I specially used a bronze mirror to keep me here. No wonder His Majesty praises my sister for her thoughtfulness."
Blood rolled down Liu Qinglian's head, and a trace of distress appeared on her face from the corner of her eye: "My sister is injured. I will use incense ash to help treat my sister."
When she heard the word "incense ash", Liu Qinglian immediately struggled: "Let me go, please let me go, Your Majesty, save me."
What responded to her was Yu Guang's disapproving sigh: "My sister must be in severe pain. How can such a beautiful woman make such an ungraceful cry? It really shouldn't be done."
After saying that, he put the incense burner on Liu Qinglian's head without hesitation: "Don't worry, sister, this incense ash is used to stop bleeding, and the effect is very good."
Liu Qinglian screamed repeatedly. Under the incense ashes was lime. When stained with blood, it released a lot of heat. Liu Qinglian fell to the ground and rolled in pain.
Looking at Liu Qinglian, whose hair and face were covered with lime powder, Yu Guang showed a distressed expression on her face: "Sister, don't worry, this incense ash is so white, wait for my sister to help you wash it away."
After saying that, he saw out of the corner of his eye picking up the water basin next to the mourning hall and pouring water on Liu Qinglian's head.
The lime emitted a lot of heat when it met the water. Liu Qinglian's face quickly became red and large blisters appeared.
The sober people next to him were silent, their bodies shaking like chaff.
After staying in the palace for many years, I naturally know more than others.
Gold juice, bronze mirror, lime, these are all used to lock the soul.
The imperial concubine wanted the queen to never be reincarnated. No wonder the queen could climb out of the coffin.
I'm afraid it's not the gate of hell that won't let the Queen in!
(End of chapter)
