[Tiansheng Long Song] Cinnabar

I don't know how long it took before the door of the palace was slowly opened. Ning Yao's face was haggard, with mottled tears, and she no longer had the delicate and pretty face of the past. ice.

"Where is the servant who is serving the empress personally?"

Zhe Liu repeated Ning Yao's words aloud again, at this time Zhe Liu stood beside Ning Yao, "Return to Your Highness, there are 12 female envoys and servants who usually serve personally."

"Bring it up." Ning Yao said.

Ning Yao was sitting on the sandalwood chair in the center of the hall, and saw a group of female envoys and servants standing at the bottom of the steps. She looked at the crowd with lowered eyebrows, and none of them dared to raise their heads, and kept silent.Ning Yao sat motionless in the chair, a chill came rushing to his heart, he only raised the corners of his lips and said: "The stick will be responsible for thirty."

Everyone was terrified, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy, Zhe Liu was also slightly shocked, and whispered: "It's night now, if His Highness executes the execution with great fanfare, I'm afraid it will alarm the Six Palaces..."

Ning Yao yelled violently: "Can't you hear what I'm saying? Do you want me to do it myself?"

Frightened by her, Zheliu didn't dare to make another sound. A group of servants pressed the group of people to the ground with thick and long sticks. The servants raised their sticks and hit them hard on the buttocks, screaming and hovering over the cornice Between the roofs, it was terrifying.

After thirty strokes, a few people had fainted from the pain, Ning Yao slowly got up and walked down the steps, walked up to a female envoy, took the copper basin filled with dirty rainwater, and splashed it all over his head and face with a bang. On the emissary.

The female envoy coughed in pain, but still pleaded bitterly: "Your Highness knows...not a slave..."

Ning Yao stepped on the back of the female envoy's hand, and said condescendingly: "You serve the mother and concubine to drink the anti-fetal medicine every day, and you must be the one who put coriander flowers in the medicine."

Ning Yao's face changed suddenly, and anger floated between his brows, so he had to suppress his anger and said: "Whatever my mother and concubine has eaten today, you will give it to me. If there are any omissions, I want you to look good."

The maid yelled a few times, angry like gossamer, she tugged on Ning Yao's skirt and wept all over her face: "My lady had rice porridge this afternoon... rice cake... and a bowl of sour plum soup. For dinner, my lady I have a poor appetite, so I used two more bowls of sour plum soup, and the meal is...very little."

Ning Yao's voice was sharp and cold: "The meal has been in the hands of others, has anyone been here?"

"Wang Zhaoyi came, but only had a cup of tea...and then left." Another servant quickly replied, "There is no one else!"

"Three bowls...three bowls of sour plum soup..." Ning Yao's eyes lit up, "Did the sour plum soup come from the dining room? Who brought it?"

"Yes...it's my servant..." said the female envoy on the farthest side, "I beg your Highness to spare... this servant didn't take any medicine... Ah! When this servant brought sour plum soup, I suddenly had a stomachache and met Wang Zhaoyi in the palace. The envoy, she sent it for me... called... Ginkgo."

Ning Yao said in a manly voice: "Go and find this ginkgo for me."

Zhe Liu responded, and immediately brought someone to question him.

Ning Yao stood in the hall condescendingly and looked down at the crowd, his eyes were as cold as ice, without any warmth.After a while, Zhe Liu came back, she looked coldly at the envoy who was crawling on the ground, and replied: "Your Highness, there is no envoy named Ginkgo in Wang Zhaoyi Palace."

"No...no...the servant did not lie, the servant did not lie! Your Highness has learned...!"

Ning Yao breathed a long sigh of relief, her thoughts had slowly come to her senses from the chaos, she lowered her head, and said casually: "Break the willows, beat them all to death with sticks."

"Your Highness, so..." Zhe Liu opened his mouth to persuade, but Ning Yao stared back, she nodded slightly, not caring, "If the father blames it, I will bear it all."

Saying that, Ning Yao turned around and walked outside the vermilion lacquer door, Zhe Liu couldn't help shivering, startled and frightened, he beckoned to the servants to push everyone to the ground, only to hear dozens of screams between the red walls Haunted and lingered, and finally gradually weakened.

The night in the palace is so long, the sky is turned upside down overnight.

At night, Ning Yao was curled up under the quilt, shrunk into a small ball and hid in a corner of the bed, choking in a low voice under the quilt, she looked helpless and pitiful in the corner of the Kuo Lang bed.Zheliu heard the sound, and when she saw Ning Yao's appearance, she moved into the bed, hugged her through the quilt, and said softly, "Your Highness...Your Highness..."

In an instant, the deep sobs broke out into howls, and amid the violent fluctuations, she broke free from the quilt wrapped around her body, and vented her endless grief and anger crazily. She tightly grasped Zheliu's wrist and said: "It's Ning Qi...it's Ning Qi! He is the one who ordered people to put the gendarmes into the sour plum soup, it must be..."

Zhe Liu pressed Ning Yao's hand: "Your Highness, don't panic, we need evidence, we need evidence to prove that King Wei is the murderer."

Ning Yao held Zheliu's hand tightly and refused to let go, angrily said: "He intentionally killed my mother and concubine, how could he leave a clue..." She didn't believe it, and shook her head, "I won't Let my mother, concubine and younger brother die in vain..." She widened her eyes, bloodshot all over, "No."

The next day, Ning Yao washed and changed his clothes early in the morning, and knelt in front of the hall to watch the spirit. Ning Shizheng was deeply saddened when he received the news early in the morning, and passed out after being distraught. For Concubine Kang, the funeral was held with the guard of honor of the imperial concubine.

Ning Yao straightly knelt in front of the coffin, shed the luxurious clothes and jewelry of the past, wore a plain white skirt embroidered with jade butterfly plums, and only wore a silver hairpin between her temples.Cold raindrops suddenly fell from the lead-colored sky, and even the bottom of my heart was deserted and cold.

The melodious sound of Buddha came from far away in the hall, and the sound of mourning was everywhere. Ning Yao knelt numbly, motionless, staring at the tablet on the spirit, silently lost in thought.She has been Qin Jieyu's favored tool since she was a child, and she always pretended to bump into trouble in front of Ning Shizheng by accident, just to let Ning Shizheng visit his mother and concubine, so that he could remember her mother among the three thousand in the harem. Concubine is such a woman.

Later, relying on the city that she had accumulated for many years, she earned the favor of Qin Jieyu for the rest of her life in one fell swoop, which made her pregnant again with a dragon fetus, and her favor was even better than that of Concubine Chang Gui.Although Ning Yao looked down on Qin Jieyu's eagerness to compete for favor, and looked down on her useless appearance of looking forward to the grace of God day by day, she forgot that Qin Jieyu fought so hard for favor, and only hoped that Ning Yao would be safe and stable for the rest of her life. You can no longer be bullied by others, and you can promise a good son-in-law in the future and have a good home.

What Ning Yao has been doing all the time is for the concubine mother, and she is also for the concubine mother in the treacherous and deep palace. Now that the concubine mother is gone, she is just like Ning Yi and the others. Adrift like a duckweed.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the water vapor was filled with the elegant scent of sandalwood. Ning Yao moved the cushion inside and knelt in front of the coffin again, his eyes were red and swollen from crying.At this moment, a man in a gray plain shirt and long robe put his umbrella in and knelt behind Ning Yao and kowtowed three times to the memorial tablet.

Ning Yao lowered her eyes, and sighed deeply: "Xin Yuan has a heart." She stood up slowly, and led Xin Ziyan into the hall for tea. "This palace is still in the period of filial piety, and there is no good tea to entertain, the head of the hospital forgive me."

Xin Ziyan took a sip of the teacup presented by the envoy, and said with a smile, "I like old tea, so it's fine."

"The head of the hospital came here in the rain today, presumably not only to show his gratitude?" Ning Yao said, holding a walnut in his hand, "Speak directly if you have something to say."

"The king of Chu fell off his horse on the way to send his relatives away to recover from his injuries. His Majesty ordered Yao Yangyu to lead [-] relatives to guard him and set off tomorrow."

Ning Yao didn't respond, and only said: "What is the purpose of the head of the hospital telling me these things?"

"It was Ning Qi who corrected His Majesty's order to get rid of He Lianzheng, and wanted to get rid of him." Xin Ziyan said calmly.

"He couldn't win me over, so he went to change the imperial edict privately, very capable." Ning Yao sneered a few times, "He should have wanted to use my hand to completely destroy Ning Yi's foundation in the Imperial Capital. If he couldn't win him over, he could only take risks. Correct the decree, use Helian Lie to eradicate it."

"But I'm still too late."

"I don't want to talk about this now." Ning Yao frowned slightly, shaking his head irritably, "I just want to seize the evidence that Ning Qi killed my concubine mother and avenge my concubine mother."

Xin Ziyan was slightly lost in thought, staring at Ning Yao's face and said: "The Highness I know is not so restless."

"If the head of the hospital had experienced the pain of the death of a loved one, he wouldn't say such things." Ning Yao seemed to be touched, and there was a little anger between his brows.

"Even if His Highness finds out the female envoy who gave the medicine, there is no way for the empress to come back." Xin Ziyan said solemnly, "It is Ning Qi that His Highness should deal with."

Ning Yao pondered slightly: "I don't know what you are planning, I just want to kill him." He clenched his fingers tightly, with a killing intent, "I can't wait for a moment."

Xin Ziyan said with a slightly stern expression: "I'll see you again after Your Highness handles the funeral affairs of your empress."

"Zheliu, send Xin to the head of the hospital." Ning Yao stopped talking and asked someone to see the guests off.

Xin Ziyan saluted and exited, and the hall was silent, only the sound of burning incense candles and ashes falling on the shrine could be heard.

Jinshi, after Feng Zhiwei said goodbye to Ning Yi, he arrived at Jinshi first, and the news of the Tiansheng Emperor's palace also spread to Jinshi.He Lianzheng got rid of government affairs and went to Feng Zhiwei's room with the news.

He Lianzheng looked around, but he couldn't see Gu Nanyi's figure, Feng Zhiwei folded his clothes and sneered, "What are you looking at?"

"Is Dude Gu not here?"

Feng Zhiwei couldn't help but smiled, "Don't worry, he won't dare to throw you out in Golden Lion."

"No." He Lianzheng walked quickly to Feng Zhiwei and sat down, showing a rare and serious expression, "There is news from Tiansheng that the concubine Ningyao Emperor Jimu passed away in a difficult childbirth. His Majesty Tiansheng is heartbroken. I haven't gone to court for three or four days."

"Die in childbirth?" Feng Zhiwei was taken aback. "It seems that the child was not kept."

"I heard that Ning Yao was greatly stimulated. Before finding out the cause of the matter, he executed all the slaves in the first palace, and the imperial doctor and Wen Po who delivered the baby were not spared." He Lianzheng shook his head helplessly, "Before I thought Ning Yao was just a fox in rabbit fur, but I didn't expect it to be a wolf."

"Rabbits can bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone she is not a rabbit." Feng Zhiwei tidied up her clothes and sighed, "At this juncture, Ning Yao lost his mother and concubine, lost his younger brother, and even Nan Yi Not by her side, how helpless she is."

The door was pushed open, Gu Nanyi came back with a bag of walnuts, He Lianzheng saw that it was him, and slipped away in two or three steps, Gu Nanyi looked at He Lianzheng who was running faster than a rabbit, inexplicably .

"Nan Yi, come here." Feng Zhiwei waved at him, thinking about how to speak to him.

Gu Nanyi obediently sat down in front of her, playing with a walnut in his hand, and looked straight at Feng Zhiwei. Feng Zhiwei turned her head, feeling more and more at a loss as to what to say, showing embarrassment, but not showing it , and then said: "He Lianzheng told me the news from Tiansheng that Ning Yao's mother and concubine passed away due to dystocia, and she didn't even keep her child."

Gu Nanyi suddenly heard that at this time, he didn't show any surprise, but frowned and secretly clenched his hands into fists, lowered his head and said, "What about Your Highness?"

"Ning Yao must be very sad, after all, she is her biological mother and younger brother." Feng Zhiwei's eyes were slightly red, "At this moment, she must need you very much."

"Why don't you want to be by her side..." Gu Nanyi said in a low voice, smashing the walnut in his palm into pieces.

Feng Zhiwei patted Gu Nanyi's shoulder, pondered for a while before saying: "She needs you now."

Gu Nanyi stared at Feng Zhiwei with stunned eyes, and murmured: "But I can't disobey Master's order."

"Then when I settle down here, you can go back." Feng Zhiwei knew that Gu Nanyi couldn't be twisted, so she had to let it go.

Gu Nanyi closed the door and left. He dragged his heavy steps along the corridor, his feet were like lead, making it difficult to take a step.He looked at the leaden sky along the top of the gold and jade, and a heavy rain was about to pour.

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