Chapter 134 Prayer

Author: Feng Si Niang

When he opened his eyes again, he saw two generally stout women in front of him, both holding sticks, and two women in cool clothes, who seemed to be staring at him with their heads tilted.

Si Chengtan thought drowsily, and there was already a double image in front of his eyes...

The mother-in-law was tired from beating her. Looking at the softest part of the human body, which was tightly covered, it was obvious that she no longer wanted to exert any more force.

She glanced at Meng Bin and handed over the stick in her hand——

Meng Bin took it in a daze, and then asked: "What can you do for me?"

A sarcastic smile appeared on the mother-in-law's face, "You know." There was no respect or fear in her words, only full of contempt. But no matter how contemptuous she was, Meng Bin could not feel it.

Meng Bin stepped forward slowly, imitating the old woman's example, and hit Si Chengtan hard one after another. Every time she hit Si Chengtan, she could hear the crisp sound of bones and wood hitting each other.

When the short nails are put on, they will be dug into the flesh with the short nails...

When Concubine Long arrived, she saw this scene:

Meng Bin's frantic face, snow-white skin, and the bra and shawl on her body were all spattered with blood. The "puddle of things" lying on the ground had a purple complexion and a strange posture.

The people were obviously dead, but Meng Bin still didn't know it and kept beating her one after another, as if she would not stop until she beat the people on the ground into a pulp.

"Your Highness! -" The old woman who had been sitting aside to watch Meng Bin "work" jumped up to the height of a horse, her fat face seemed to be smiling like a flower, and she hurriedly said hello to Concubine Long.

She immediately bowed her body and wiped all the blood spots on the ground with her sleeves to avoid soiling the concubine's shoes. However, the dark red blood seeping from the corpse was still like a winding stream, gradually converging towards the concubine's shoes.

The direction of Concubine Long.

Concubine Long herself had no desire to step forward.

She glanced at Meng Bin, and someone immediately stepped forward and pulled her away——

Concubine Long covered her nose: "She can still do this kind of thing all day long recently?"

"Yes, ma'am."

She continued waving her hands to disperse the bloody smell in front of her eyes: "Haha~ What a waste. Fortunately, I called four people and everything was ready. I didn't expect that in the end it was a skinny Meng Bin who took him.

Beaten to death..."

This poison is really overbearing, killing people invisible, and can take out even half of a martial arts master's body; similarly... Concubine Long looked at Meng Bin who was catching mice again. That aphrodisiac is far more poisonous than ricin.

Something more terrifying...

If she hadn't complained about the slow onset of ricin poison and the impending event, Concubine Long would not have chosen to kill him today.

But ricin also has an advantage, that is, it won't splash everywhere if you die——

She waved her hand impatiently, and the remaining ladies guarding the door stepped forward and began to sweep, sweeping the blood-stained palace clean again.

Because of the added smell of blood, the sweetness of the aphrodisiac in the entire palace was even worse, and it even had a fishy-sweet smell...

Concubine Long wrinkled her nose, flicked her sleeves and left Shouchang Palace.

***

Xiao Zimei was lying on the couch in the tenth prince's mansion wearing a fox fur coat, looking at the gorgeous haze on the horizon, which was really... an excellent sign.

She likes this feeling of having everything under control, letting men go to the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but she doesn't get killed.

The little maid brought the warm medicine to Xiao Zimei's side, "Concubine, take the medicine..."

Xiao Zimei turned her face to the side and glanced at her lightly. The little maid suddenly felt as if she was struck by lightning. She was stunned for two seconds before falling to her knees with a "boom--", shaking like chaff, but she still tried her best not to spill the soup in her hand.

Come out a little.

Xiao Zimei lowered her eyes, said nothing, took the medicine and drank it. After drinking, she put the empty medicine bowl back on the tray and relaxed.

The concubine doesn't like her servants calling her the concubine.

The little maid learned her lesson this time and immediately stepped forward to help the concubine tuck the fox fur into her sleeves.

Since the miscarriage, the concubine has paid special attention to taking care of her body. It is almost summer, but she is still covered up so tightly for fear of getting a little wind; she is also lazy, just lying down and unwilling to move.

Seeing that she was about to fall asleep, the little maid hesitated whether to tell her.

"Just tell me if you have anything to say!" Xiao Zimei said, closing her eyes gently.

"Such a queen, headed by the filial prince's wife, the wife of the clan, the wife of the emperor, and other noble ladies, spontaneously gathered together to pray for the great grandson and hope that he would return safely!..."

Prince Xiaoqin is the uncle of the princes who Zhou Yan held a banquet last time to propose a "couple" to the princes. Princess Xiaoqin has passed away long ago. Due to her identity, status and the degree of favor she received from the emperor, the current wife of the prince, Xiaoqin, is

The prince's daughter-in-law is the first person in the circle of ladies in Beijing besides the imperial concubine.

In all the activities she organizes, the participants are all top ladies. The Tenth Prince's Mansion has received several invitations before, but the participants are all those who "occupy the latrine and don't shit", and have no reputation.

The head of Du Weilan.

Xiao Zimei opened her eyes: "Where can I go to pray?"

"Go back to the Empress, Baoguo Temple." It's not far.

"Do you want to stay there all night?"

"I heard from the concierge, and judging from the attire prepared by the prince and his wife, I guess so."

"Zhou...what did the prince say?"

"The prince said that this is not a big deal. The princess can't go, so there is no need to let you know about it."

Xiao Zimei squinted her eyes. She knew what Zhou Yan meant. It was not appropriate to go out in troubled times, and for him, it was a normal and trivial matter that could not cause trouble.

But for women, it's quite different.

Idiot Zhou Yan, does he think everything will be fine if he succeeds? Doesn't he know how many people in the court will criticize them? Besides, can he stop everyone's opinions?...

To put it bluntly, Du Weilan will die sooner or later, so will her father, the Minister of Dali Temple, be of no use to her?...

And all of this requires her, the quasi-queen, to plan, pave the way, and make things happen naturally.

Although it's a bit late now, it's better than nothing.

Moreover, she can also reduce some questions about "why the tenth prince ascended the throne instead of the crown prince?" and help Zhou Yan regain his respect.

Furthermore, if she goes tonight, it will not only allow everyone to digest in advance the fact that Xiao Zimei is about to become the tenth prince's official concubine and will soon honor her mother to the world, but also show the "innocence" of everyone in their tenth prince's house.

They said they knew nothing about the "accident" that was about to happen tonight.

Xiao Zimei quickly made up her mind, just as she had done thousands of times.

"Change clothes and put on makeup. Let's go and pray for His Highness Taisun Zhouxian, hoping that he will be safe and return safely!"
Chapter completed!