Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 49 The Death of Zhazheng "Has the princess forgotten? Xiao Yan used to be from the Jianghu, but she is much more at ease when she returns to the Jianghu." Xiao Yan said straightforwardly.

Jing Yirong nodded slightly, it will be a matter of time before she leaves this palace, which she realized a long time ago.It's just that now that she has Nalan Qingyi, Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin by her side, she hesitates and doesn't know what to do.

She can leave gracefully, and what kind of attitude will the remaining ones continue to live on.Will Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin be bullied again? Although their martial arts are high, their status is everything that determines their lives. Can Nalan Qingyi be the king of the underworld?

"Xiao Yan? Am I sick?" Jing Yirong said suddenly, "Why do I think about everything about the three Nalan brothers? Why do I start thinking about how they will go in the future?"

"The princess is not sick, but caring."

"Caring?" Jing Yirong listened to the unfamiliar words, never thought that she would have such emotions, "I have also learned to care."

"You don't need to learn to care." Xiao Yan looked at Jing Yirong, "Crown Princess, caring is born with you."

"Born?" Jing Yirong just thought it was ridiculous, "In the past 28 years, I didn't know there was such a word."

"The past 28 years?" Xiao Yan listened to Jing Yirong's words in bewilderment.

Jing Yirong turned around and looked at Xiao Yan, "Xiao Yan, I am a killer, before and now."

"How could it be?" Xiao Yan looked at Jing Yirong in disbelief, "Everyone in Ming Kingdom knows that the Crown Princess is an all-powerful woman who the Crown Prince grew up with among the people, how could she be a killer."

"Some things can't be explained, and they can't be explained at all." Jing Yirong looked at Xiao Yan, "I told you this to let you know who I followed. I was never a kind person, I killed People can't even count themselves, saving you is only because of Nalan Qingyi's impulse, your real savior should be Nalan Qingyi."

Xiao Yan didn't speak anymore, in fact, in her heart, the only master she identified was Jing Yirong.

It has to be said that Jing Yirong's feeling is correct, since she had a deep talk with Xiao Yan that day, the smoke-free war in the palace has slowly begun to unfold.

Nalan Zhenhai went out to the palace and didn't know where to bring back a woman. He ordered her to be made a concubine. The only reason was that this woman was very similar to Nalan Qingyi's biological mother.

When the woman appeared at the banquet, Jing Yirong did not hide her contemptuous gaze, she never thought that Nalan Zhenhai would find a reason for wanting a woman.This woman is about eighteen or nineteen years old and is as old as herself now. Although her appearance is not amazing, she is different from the women in the palace. She is more like a lily, which makes people feel fresh and delicate.

Jing Yirong said Nalan Zhenhai's words were just excuses, but judging from the scene of Nalan Qingyi staring at the woman intently, this woman is indeed somewhat similar to Nalan Qingyi's biological mother.

The woman's name was Rong Shuo, and she was named Concubine Rong by Nalan Zhenhai.During the canonization ceremony and the banquet, there was always only a faint smile on Rong Shuo's face, like a doll with no joy at all, and a slight sadness in his eyes.

Jing Yirong watched coldly. According to the people and things Nalan Zhenhai had seen, she didn't believe that Nalan Zhenhai couldn't see Rong Shuo's reluctance and sorrow.

After the banquet was over, Nalan Qingyi stared silently at Rong Shuo's background for a long time, unable to recover, "She really looks like a mother."

"If I'm not mistaken, she should be younger than you," Jing Yirong ignored Nalan Qingyi and was about to return to the palace, "Your mother is dead, don't look for her shadow in other people, and don't do it. dream."

"You don't understand my feelings." Nalan Qingyi smiled wryly.

Jing Yirong ignored Nalan Qingyi and left.She really doesn't understand his mood. In this era, Jing Yirong's parents are still alive, and after thousands of years, the word "parents" has never appeared in her life. How could she know his mood!

"Where's Zhazheng?" Jing Yirong asked suddenly, and Zhazheng hadn't been seen for a whole day.

Xiao Yan also found it strange, "When the Crown Princess asked such a question, the maidservant remembered that he really hadn't seen him all day."

"If you see him, let him come to see me," Jing Yirong still had a task to give to Zha Zheng.

Xiao Yan nodded, "Yes".

"what!"

As soon as the two of them arrived at the gate of the palace, they heard a shrill scream, which came from the room of Chazheng.Jing Yirong frowned, stepped forward quickly, and bumped into the hurriedly running servant head-on.

The slave fell to the ground unsteadily, raised his eyes and saw Jing Yirong immediately stood up and knelt down, "This slave deserves to die, please forgive me, Crown Princess."

"What happened." Jing Yirong noticed the servant's frightened expression and trembling body.

The servant recalled the scene he saw just now, and his face became even more ugly, "Cha, Zha is in charge of him..."

The slave was so scared that he couldn't finish his sentence, but just thinking about the scene he saw just now, a touch of fear immediately surged in his heart.

Jing Yirong didn't ask any more and walked towards Zhazheng's room, when he got close to something, he was greeted by a smell of blood.Jing Yirong's gaze became colder and more gloomy, and as he got closer, the smell of blood became stronger.

Jing Yirong stood in front of the half-open room, Xiao Yan immediately stepped forward and pushed open the door, feeling coldly drawn by the scene of the room.

Zha Zheng was bound by hands and feet and hung up, his whole body was covered with blood, but his face was as white as if a layer of skin had been peeled off, with no trace of blood left.The arteries between the necks were torn open, so the blood drained out.

Xiao Yan's heart tightened, and she said angrily: "It's such a sinister move, to actually cut off his blood and let him slowly watch his own blood flow to death, such a vicious move. If you really want to kill him, why not Kill him with one blow."

Jing Yirong looked directly at Zha Zheng's face tangled in pain, his eyes widened in fear, and finally his blood-stained appearance, "I told you the day you followed me, no No one dares to be afraid of you. If you die today, no matter who killed you, I will let his whole family be buried with him!"

"Ah," Xiao Yan suddenly screamed, turning around, "Seventh Prince, Tenth Prince, don't come in, here..."

"Let them in!" Jing Yirong interrupted Xiao Yan, turned around coldly, "Nalan Zhijin, Nalan Zhenqi, come in for me."

Nalan Zhijin pulled Nalan Zhenqi's clothes, endured the fear in his heart, and slowly walked into the room. He just glanced outside the door just now, and he was too scared to look again.

Jing Yirong looked at Zha Zheng again, "The safest thing in this world is the dead. What do you have to be afraid of now? Put down the hands that are in front of your eyes, and remember the current scene well. Remember this is a dark place People warned us, remember today's scene and when the murderer appears, you should use a more vicious method than today to let him know that those who dare to touch you will not end well."

Jing Yirong's words had no emotion at all, only a strong murderous intent. At this time, what made people feel scared was not the tied-up Chazheng, but Jing Yirong who was like a demon.Nalan Zhijin and Nalan Zhenqi suppressed the fear in their hearts and looked straight at Zhazheng. The feeling of terror gradually faded away. When they saw people who lived with each other every second being treated like this, they felt scared. replaced by anger and hatred.

"Master, who is the murderer?" Nalan Zhenqi clenched his fists, "I want him to pay in blood."

"Remember what you said today," Jing Yirong's eyes fell on Nalan Zhenqi's face, "Remember your hatred today, today they dare to kill the little eunuch next to you, tomorrow they will kill the one you care about most people."

Nalan Zhenqi's bright eyes became deeper and deeper, once a war in the palace was provoked, more blood would be shed.It had nothing to do with him before, but now that he is in it, he will no longer accept it blindly as before. The death of his mother made him clearly realize that the weak can only be bullied.

"Xiao Yan," Jing Yirong ordered, "find someone to put Zha Zheng down and send it to the hall of the main hall to set up a mourning hall for me. In addition, as the crown prince, I invite all the princes to come to the crown prince. Since they dare to touch My people, I want them to wear sackcloth filial piety for my people!"

"Yes." Xiao Yan was also sad and angry.

The servants had already walked into the inspector's room in twos and threes, and put down the inspector in a dull and silent manner, feeling a pang of pain in their hearts.

"If you follow me, I won't let you die inexplicably." Jing Yirong left the room without saying a word, and the servants felt warm again. How many servants in this palace died inexplicably. How many slaves can't get out of the place where they are imprisoned even after death, and how many masters would rather let their slaves become lonely ghosts than redress their grievances.Only the crown princess was different, she made the servants willing to die for him.

The little apprentice that Zha Zheng usually took in reached out to help Zha Zheng close his eyes, "Master, you rest in peace, the princess will definitely find justice for you."

The efficiency of the servants was very fast, and the mourning hall was set up early the next morning.Zha Zheng's parents and brothers outside the palace have all come to the Taiwo. In his whole life, he never thought that he would have the opportunity to enter the palace. His son had already sent his life away after entering the palace and doing errands. He was able to send his son off for a ride, and was slightly surprised when he put on the filial piety.

The servants of the crown prince's womb were even more amazed. From ancient times to the present, how could a servant die so gracefully that even the crown prince and the two princes wore filial piety for him.

Jing Yirong stood in the main hall in white filial piety. Although Nalan Qingyi was not wearing filial piety, he was still in plain clothes. Nalan Qingyi and Nalan Zhenqi wore filial piety like their masters. Both parents and brothers knelt in front of the coffin and burned paper money.

Xiao Yan stepped forward, "Crown Princess, the Second Prince and the Third Prince are here."

Nalan Nanxian frowned as soon as he stepped into the main hall, "Brother, what happened to sister-in-law? Who died?"

"Review." Jing Yirong replied calmly.

"Who?" The third prince glanced at Nalan Qingyi, "Brother, who is called Zhazheng? Even the sister-in-law is wearing filial piety, so it's possible that the sister-in-law is her family?"

Jing Yirong didn't explain, "It's indeed mine."

Nalan Nanxian raised his eyebrows, "Sister-in-law, if I remember correctly, Zha Zheng should be a slave in your palace."

"What?! Slave!" The third prince was astonished and disdainful, "Brother, sister-in-law, what are you kidding? Even if a mere slave dies terribly, you can't let you put up here in the mourning hall and wear mourning clothes. Pass it to the ears of the king You don’t know what’s going to happen yet.”