Chapter Ninety-Seven: You Are
"The national master is the disciple of the old national master. After finding the empress, in order to confuse other countries, the national master was ordered to continue to march across the world. I have never seen the national master before. I heard that he was a young man with a leg disease."
Oh roar, Jiang Jiang raised her eyebrows lightly, then she was waiting for the new national master to come to solve her doubts.
In the fairy pavilion, the early autumn wind blows through the white veil in the hall with a little coolness, blowing away the smoke from the copper stove. The woman in the hall wears a white dress, clasps the music score and plays the guzheng in front of her, quite elegant and calm.
Lian'er quickly walked into the hall and presented a letter to her, "Empress, Song Shuzhen is here."
After hearing this, Concubine Chun put down the music score, and after taking a look, she looked a little satisfied in her eyes, "It seems that she still has a good knife."
"I haven't watched the show for a long time when I asked her to send the evidence."
Since the little queen entered the palace, there was a mountain suddenly in the palace. She was so clean that she felt that there was a fraud inside. The concubines were very afraid and hesitant. She was very satisfied with Lin Xiuyi's scene a few days ago, so she should go on and don't stop.
She has no family, and what she loves the most is to see these concubines fighting for each other for family interests.
Lian'er took his life, and then he was a little puzzled, "Why didn't the Empress attack the Queen?"
Concubine Chun chuckled and said slowly, "Your Majesty's intentions are unpredictable. Wait more, don't be anxious."
The energy is now 90%, and she feels it’s a bit boring to just look for the position of queen.
Concubine Chun lowered her eyes and plucked the strings twice, "Liang'er, I've used up all the jade carvings in my palace, right?"
"Curry still has..." Lian'er was answering, and suddenly felt the cold eyes falling on her body, and hurriedly said, "Yes, it's already used up, the Empress needs new jade."
Ruyu Palace, Yan Guifei lazily leaned against the back of the chair, gently holding her forehead and her beautiful eyes closed, looking at Song Shuzhen who was kneeling below, "I remember that you are from Huihe Palace. Why, do you want to abandon the old master and choose a new master?"
"If the Empress feels this way, it will be as the Empress thinks."
Even when he was kneeling, Song Shuzhen's back was straight. Concubine Yan chuckled when she heard this, "If you choose this palace, you are not afraid that Concubine Wen will attack you, so that you will end up in a life that you cannot die."
"Shuzhen dares to come, so she is not afraid."
"I am curious about why you came to Ruyu Palace. Your brother has relied on the help of the Wen family to establish a firm foothold in the army. Could it be that you want to surrender, but in fact you have other purposes?" She said slowly, "I can't believe you. After all, if you betray Huihe Palace, you may betray Ruyu Palace in the future."
"Shuzhen comes with sincerity." Song Shuzhen raised her head and met Concubine Yan's seemingly lazy but actually sharp eyes without any fear.
"The Empress has two children, one was killed by Shu and the other fell into the water. Does the Empress really think the murderer she thought was the murderer?"
When Concubine Yan heard this, her pupils suddenly shrank. She turned cold and stood up to her and stared at her tightly, "What do you know, say!"
"All this is Concubine Wen." Song Shuzhen took out all the letters in her sleeve, with a calm expression and said calmly, "Empress can see all of them. If you don't believe it, you can go and investigate. However, after so long, I can't guarantee whether the Empress can find Shuzhen."
Concubine Yan snatched it and urgently read all the rice paper quickly. After only a few pages, she was already trembling and unable to see it. The light and lazy laziness of the past was wiped out. Her delicate facial features were covered with a layer of strong hostility. Her eyes were as sharp as an arrow, wrapped in a coldness, and her eyes were red.
"Where did you get these from?!"
"Shuzhen did things for Concubine Wen, and her hands were stained with blood. Concubine Yun also trusted Shuzhen in every way. Naturally, these could be found indirectly." After Song Shuzhen said that, a ruthless intention flashed through her eyes.
"My sister also died at the hands of Concubine Wen. She also killed the guard and forged her love for love, which made my Song family unable to raise her head in Shengjing. I was resigned from the engagement. My younger brother could no longer go on the official career and went to the gates of hell to compete for merit. How could I not hate it!"
She was full of resentment and finally grabbed the corner of Concubine Yan's robe, "Concubine Wen can deserve the crime. Is it right to avenge Shuzhen, my sister, and your children?"
Concubine Yan raised her hand and broke away from her hand holding her sleeve, and returned to her seat in a daze. Her eyes were scarlet. She took a deep breath and swallowed her tears, maintaining her rationality and calmness.
"Come here, go to the head of the Music Master's Mansion and transfer Song Shuzhen from the Music Master to Ruyu Palace as a servant."
After she gave the order, she looked at Song Shuzhen coldly, "I don't believe you. I will find out the things you sent to me one by one. If there is no abnormality, you will stay in Ruyu Palace."
Her eyes suddenly became cold, "If there is any falsehood, I will personally feed you Hedinghong and send it back to Huihe Palace!"
"It depends on the Empress." Song Shuzhen kowtowed deeply, "Shuzhen wants to go home in a few days, and ask the Empress to allow it."
Concubine Yan closed her eyes and said coldly, "If you die outside, I will not help you save you."
In Fengqi Palace, as the weather turned colder in August, several jars of flowers and plants in the palace withered, and even the leaves turned yellow and fell a few pieces.
Jiang Jiang sat under the eaves holding the milk tea, watched Crescent Ya push open the palace gate and take a sip, "How is it, Your Majesty hasn't given a sure letter yet?"
Yueya nodded silently, Jiang Jiang sighed and lay down, kicked her feet, and the rocking chair gently shaking, "I promised to let me leave the palace, but Yan Huaishu was so busy that he was not idle, how could I leave the palace, I?"
"My lady, don't worry, your highness is not busy with your picture album." Yueya softly comforted her. The little queen has calmed down these days, as if the dispute had never happened that night. I had to sigh that the little queen's mentality was really good.
"Can't I go out by myself? I'm not a mentally retarded child. I have to be led by someone. You can follow me. Why do you have to wait for Yan Huaishu?" Jiang Jiang's favor for Yan Huaishu was almost negative at this moment, and she was full of resentment. Even if he was in front of her now, she wouldn't help but sharpen the knife in front of that handsome face.
The palace gate was opened at some point, and the *** in an ink robe was there, with her handsome eyebrows and eyes very cold, "The palace is leaving now."
"Hey hey!" Jiang Jiang thrust up, ran over with her skirt, and grabbed his hand, "Brother, I'm talking so hard, don't take it seriously, that's all my nonsense!"
Jiang Jiang smiled with a dog-legged smile, "Since you are leaving the palace, how can you do it without you? Right?"
"You are my compass. You can go wherever you say you go. I will definitely follow you step by step. Without you, I will lose the direction of life..."
Chapter completed!