The female supporting role who passed through time was poisoned again

Chapter 133 The Queen of the Li Palace 2
Zihua was very satisfied with the silence of the palace ladies.

After a little dressing up, she wore a gold step shaker on her head, and left the Changqing Palace elegantly and noblely.

Since she was leaving the palace soon, there was no need to keep that phoenix hairpin.

The palace where Tang Rong lived was called Qingxin Hall, which was very close to Changming Hall where Xie Yi lived. There was a lotus pond outside, with hundreds of flowers blooming in the garden, among which the hibiscus flowers were the most beautiful.

Just now Zihua was walking forward, the maid standing at the door hurriedly ran into the hall to inform Tang Rong, after a while she walked to the front of the hall, the maid had already run out quickly.

Kneeling on her knees, she saluted before anyone else.

Zihua ignored her strange salute and stepped into the palace gate, never expecting the maid behind her to speak hastily.

"Queen, wait a minute. Concubine Rong had a miscarriage yesterday and cried until dawn before going to bed. She has just taken a break and it is really inconvenient to see guests. Please come back tomorrow!"

Weeping until dawn...

"Why is my sister crying so sadly? If the child is gone, we can have another one, but if my sister cries and dies, then there will be nothing left. No, I have to persuade her."

Zihua said that she ignored the obstruction of the palace maid, showing off her dull IQ in the past. She knew that everyone in the palace was blaming her for causing Concubine Rong to miscarry, but she still stayed close to her in annoyance.

The maids behind her, whether they were hers or Tang Rong's, all looked at her and shook their heads as if they were an idiot.

Tang Rong was sitting on the bed reading a book. When she saw Zihua ignoring the words of the palace maid and barging in regardless, she quickly pretended to be calm and put down the book, thinking about how to make the words she just said justified so that she would not be detained instead. The crime of deception.

However, Zihua didn't let her speak at all, and took the first sentence away.

"Sister, what book are you reading, but the book that changed your luck."

Tang Rongxiu frowned slightly, and didn't understand why she said she was reading a book about changing luck, but the fact that she lied to her that she was resting can be regarded as exposed.

"Why did the empress say that, my sister, I read a collection of poems, isn't the word collection of poems written in this book?"

Zihua didn't seem to understand her words and deliberately belittled her illiteracy. She said oh, grabbed Tang Rong's hand and comforted: "Actually, sister, don't worry too much. You can have any children if you are gone. The key is your body. Just take good care of it, so that you won't kneel down and kill the child, how can you do it with such a delicate body."

When the maids heard what she said, their faces were a little bit aggrieved.

In their eyes, the person who was wrong was Zihua. She brought up old things again, poked at Tang Rong's wounds, and didn't even apologize. Instead, she took full responsibility for the child's death. It's hard not to blame this on Tang Rong as a mother.

Tang Rong's face was also a little annoyed. She knew that it was absurd for the child to kneel, but who made the queen a female partner, she was the first person she wanted to get rid of.

"Empress, do you mean that it's my fault that my child is gone?" Tang Rong's tone was pitiful.

Seeing her pitiful appearance about to cry, Zihua thought to herself that her acting skills are really good, but her acting skills are also good.

She blinked her eyes twice, and nodded with certainty, "Of course it's my sister's fault that she is too delicate, but sister, don't be sad, didn't you want the phoenix hairpin that the emperor gave me earlier? already brought."

As she spoke, she took out a phoenix hairpin studded with pearls and stones from her sleeve, and put it in Tang Rong's arms, "No, I'll give you this bun, so my sister's fuss yesterday was worth it."

Tang Rong was out of breath, and caught a glimpse of a bright yellow dress from the corner of her eyes. She immediately put away her ferocious look, and returned to the charming and tearful person, "What does the empress mean? Are you still blaming the concubine for saying something wrong yesterday?"

Zihua remained indifferent because she had long seen the palace maid about to salute but was stopped from the corner of her eye, and straightened up in a panic. At this time, she should not speak first, but should wait for the other party to speak first.

Because someone speaks first, someone will blame someone later, and someone will feel guilty afterwards.

"Queen, what do you want to do to Concubine Rong again!"

Before Xie Yiren approached them, he judged from Tang Rong's expression, her words, and what happened yesterday that Zihua was bullying Tang Rong.

Zihua did not salute in a panic like Tang Rong, but stood up from the chair and turned around with an innocent face, "Your Majesty, you are too worried. I don't want to do anything to Concubine Rong. I just treated her yesterday." I gave her the phoenix hairpin I wanted so much to comfort her in the pain of losing her son."

Xie Yi looked into Tang Rong's hand for proof, and saw that what she was holding was the phoenix hairpin he had given her back then. The love between husband and wife in the past came to his heart, and he turned his head away in embarrassment.

Zihua doesn't care what the people in this room are thinking now, anyway, her phoenix hairpin has been given to the heroine, and by the way, she provoked the heroine gently, and saw clearly that the heroine came to this world to play annoying tricks , then she doesn't need to stay in the palace to worry herself in vain, just leave the palace in peace.

There was silence in the palace, and no one was warming up the somewhat awkward atmosphere in which the emperor just wrongly blamed the queen.

Zihua didn't even look at the male lead whose IQ was owed, brushed his shoulder and went back to the palace.

The next day, the sun was shining high, and the yellow imperial edict arrived as scheduled.

Zihua was ready to kneel on the ground to welcome the imperial edict, calmly accepting the fact that the empress was abolished.

She entered the Changqing Palace for the last time, changed out of her fine attire, took off the delicate hair ornaments on her head, and stepped out of the palace in plain clothes.

The eunuch who announced the decree was waiting outside the hall, looking at Zihua who had faded from his fine clothes and still looked excellent, he was inexplicably moved.

She looks kind-hearted, but she doesn't have the magnanimity that a queen should have.

He curled his lips, glanced at her with disgust, waved his hand, walked in front and led her to the cold palace.

The Cold Palace, a place where countless women's dreams ended, was the beginning of her dream.

With a "squeak", the wooden door, which was not too old, was opened. A few pieces of sawdust fell down as the door moved.A few grasses grew on the stone steps, and the dried moss still clung to the stone wall beside the door, breaking into pieces when stepped on.

Zihua followed behind the father-in-law who announced the decree, staring at his shiny fantasy green clothes for a moment, but she still followed him up the stone steps.

Inside the wall, a dilapidated, desolate and desolate palace came into view. A small clump of grass grew between the tiles on the eaves. The dying greenness made the word "Lenggong" on the plaque a bit desolate.

It seems that there is very little light here. It is obviously summer, but it is as cold as an autumn morning, and there is no warmth at all.

(End of this chapter)