Mrs. Hongzheng, who was standing at the gate of the hall, heard the word "child", a trace of sinisterness and hatred flashed through her eyes without emotion, and a bloodthirsty sneered on the corner of her mouth, and soon disappeared.

As soon as Mrs. Hongzheng lifted her feet and crossed the threshold, she saw a glass teacup hitting the door of the Zhuqi Palace behind her, making a crisp sound of shattering. She looked at the teacup that passed by her and turned into pieces. Her eyes suddenly became cold, she clenched her fists and returned to peace.

Carefully avoided the fragments on the ground, stood in front of Mrs. Xuan Hua, and said in a soft voice: "Empress, don't be angry. The last time the heavy makeup in the middle of the night had already made the emperor dissatisfied. If the words of cursing Mrs. Rong Hua were heard from the emperor today, I am afraid that the emperor would neglect the emperor."

Mrs. Xuanhua looked up and swept over the palace maid kneeling on the ground with her cold eyes, and said in a cold voice: I dare anyone say a word about what happened today. I will let you and your family be reunited forever in hell."

"I don't dare, please spare my life... I'll spare my life."

"Let me retreat."

"yes."

Mrs. Hongzheng leaned down in Mrs. Xuanhua's ear and said secretly. Mrs. Xuanhua's face kept changing, and finally she smiled faintly. She gave a look at Green Shadow, and Mrs. Xuanhua brought Mrs. Hongzheng into the cabinet.

cabinet,

Mrs. Xuanhua sat on a red sandalwood chair, picked up the glass teacup, sipped a few sips of the snow-topped cold green, and said slowly: "You just told me that you have a way to get rid of Mrs. Ronghua and her children. Now you and the palace are the only ones left, and there is no one else to say."

Mrs. Hongzheng gently stroked the hollow pattern on the chair with a little thought, "I heard that after Mrs. Ronghua was pregnant, she lost appetite every day and could not sleep at night, so she had to burn incense and calm her mind at all times. Why not make trouble in this spice?"

Mrs. Xuan Hua put down the teacup in her hand, turned the golden pearl jade ring on her index finger, and sighed: "I haven't thought about using these tricks. It's just that the emperor is so tight to Mrs. Rong Hua's treasure. It takes the imperial physician to test it one by one before it can be used. It's not easy to make some moves."

With a faint smile, Mrs. Hongzheng said again: "Since the concubine proposed this strategy, she has already figured out how to start. She also asked the concubines to patiently listen to them all, I wonder if it is possible?"

"You say it, I will listen patiently." Mrs. Xuan Hua said.

The words were mixed with a little arrogance, which made Mrs. Hongzheng feel very unhappy. In a trance, she seemed to see the scene in her heart that she had been thinking about for many years in front of her, her eyes were full of chills, like a poisonous snake, but it was fleeting.

The warm wind blows the willows and the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the beauty is harmonious.

Mrs. Hongzheng shook the glass teacup, looked at the tea leaves whirling at the bottom of the cup, and said carelessly: "I wonder if I have ever heard of flowers like "poppy"?"

Mrs. Xuan Hua was full of doubts and said softly: "No, I have been in the Prime Minister's Mansion for fourteen years, and later became the emperor of the prince. Even if I later entered the palace and became a noble concubine, I had never heard of poppy."

"This poppy is a herb. The whole plant is white, the leaves are oblong, the edges are tiled, the flowers are red, pink or white, the fruit is spherical, and the fruit cuts through the skin when it ripens. The juice that flows out can be used to make opiates, and the fruit shell can be used as medicine."

Mrs. Xuan Hua seemed to understand and asked, "I heard from your description that this poppy seems to be a good thing, but how should I use it to deal with Mrs. Rong Hua?"

"It's indeed a good thing." With a smile, Mrs. Hongzheng said again: "This opium is an emulsion liquid taken from the unripe poppy fruit. It turns into a light yellow or brown solid after drying. It tastes bitter and can stop diarrhea and relieve pain.

But it is easy to be addicted. Once you become addicted, you will be like a worm biting an ant and eating it. You will lose weight every day until you die. Even if you are lucky enough to die, you will be tortured by drug addiction, twitch all over, be confused, and be in a human form. Unless you are very determined, you will not be able to quit in this life."

"I want her to live a life worse than death, and to kneel in front of me, wag your tail like a cat and a dog, begging for forgiveness, hahaha..." Mrs. Xuan Hua roared these words hysterically, her delicate face was twisted and horrifying.

Looking at Mrs. Xuan Hua who had lost her mind, Mrs. Hongzheng raised a sneer on her lips, curled her expression, and persuaded her in a low voice, "Imperial Concubine, please think twice. This thing is really vicious and vicious."

Mrs. Xuanhua glanced at Mrs. Hongzheng with a faint look, "No need to think twice, I will write a letter to my father after a moment. This poppy is used by me. You just need to watch Mrs. Ronghua, a fox charmer, with me, live a life rather than death."

He didn't say much, just looked anxious, as if he was worried about Mrs. Xuanhua. He looked up at the Zhuqi Palace Gate, and Mrs. Hongzheng said gently, "Empress, if nothing happens, I will leave first."

"Well, after talking for so long, I guess you are tired, so let's go. I have some excellent Yunjin materials here, but they are not the color I like. I want to give you." Mrs. Xuanhua stroked the rose gold hairpin on her temples and said lightly.

"Xiang Xi's kindness, but there are still many materials in the concubine's palace that have never been moved. I'm afraid that it would be a waste to give them to the concubine." Li Zu's blessed body, his slender eyelashes covered his eyes, and he could not see any emotion.

"If you ask you to accept it, why would you refuse? The materials on you are from a few years ago. The materials in your palace are worse than this. Do you want to disobey the good intentions of this palace?"

Mrs. Hongzheng was about to accept it, but she heard Mrs. Xuan Hua say earnestly: "You were injured in the royal family in the past, and you could not be pregnant again in this life, and you would not be loved by the emperor. This concubine position was asked by me for you.

Now, in this palace, only I can let you rely on and give you support. If you dare to betray me, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless." The last sentence is full of ruthlessness, which is really a warning, not a joke.

Nodding dullly, Mrs. Hongzheng quickly left Lingbo Palace. Breathing the fresh air, her nervous mood became a little heavier.

Who can distinguish between ruthlessness and goodness in the palace?

It was just the dawn that first appeared. It was already evening. The afterglow of the sunset spread across the lake, and the plain waters radiated with sparkling waves.

In the Sanqing Hall, Yang Jian held his hand in front of the window, and the gentle light was pouring on the dragon robe, shining brightly. The golden dragon on the clothes seemed to be about to soar, lifelike.

His fingertips repeatedly rubbed the blood-colored circular dragon jade ring in his hand, and Yang Jian felt indecisive pain on his face.

This jade pendant is called "Gentleman Jue". It was given by Yang Jian's nine-year-old hunting partner. When he was the first to hunt, he was given by the late emperor. He thought of his superb archery skills and used this jade pendant as a reward. Now, this "Gentleman Jue" has been with him for more than ten years, and Yang Jian takes this object very seriously.

The swallows and birds lingered, and before they knew it, today was the last day of the two-month period. Yang Jian was very excited. Since he ascended the throne, he had been in the six cycles of reincarnation. He thought about it day and night, and he was looking forward to this day. Now, it is finally coming, but why do he feel sad in his heart?

"Ahai, do you think I should leave them a way out?"

Xue Zehai was stunned, "It shouldn't be. They do many evil things. They don't like to kill many people, do many dirty things, and frame Concubine Liu for having an affair with others. They really shouldn't be kept. Those who accomplish great things do not care about the trivial matters. The emperor will raise a tiger to be a disaster."

"If they are willing to admit their mistakes, I will leave them a way out and just imprison them. If I do not repent, I will only kill without mercy."

Yang Jian turned around and looked at the memorials that impeached King Wei Zhao on the table, and couldn't help but sigh.

That night, the jade plate was blushing with the cereus, and the bright moonlight spread thousands of miles, sprinkling on the ground, like clear water coming out of a jar.

The moans came from Lan Xuegong under the moonlight again.

In the hall, behind the phoenix-patterned screen with vermilion lacquered phoenix patterns, Empress Dowager Lu and King Wei Zhao were on the phoenix couch again, and the heavy pear wood bed made a slight sound.

Suddenly, Empress Dowager Lu looked strange, and no longer moans came from her mouth, but she just called "A Di...A Di...A Di..."

King Wei Zhao, who was galloping hard, only thought she was screaming for satisfaction. Until a warm liquid dripped on his arm, he realized the strangeness of the woman under him, his face was full of tears, his eyes were dull somewhere. When he looked along her gaze, his blood-boiling body was so scared that he collapsed.

Yang Jian and several important officials were standing in the hall. The faces of several important officials were full of disbelief or indignation, but Yang Jian had blue veins on his forehead, his hands were fists, and his knuckles turned white. It was obvious that he was already furious.

"Lu Kutao, you are really my good mother and a good concubine. I pray to the good queen of Jing Kingdom. A few years ago, you told the late emperor that my biological mother, Concubine Liu, had an affair with others, but you were with King Zhao of Wei. Only now do I understand that you are the real slut."

Yang Jian looked at King Wei Zhao again: "And you, the father trusts you so much, and I trust you so much, the emperor, you dare to get involved in the woman of your father. If you are so ruthless, you deserve to die."

"Emperor, you misunderstood...misunderstanding." Empress Dowager Lu stammered, but she always said only one sentence.

"Misunderstanding? I saw with my own eyes, where did the misunderstanding come from? Lu Kutao, don't imagine fooling me with your perfect tongue. I have given you a chance. Now, it's too late." Yang Jian looked down at Empress Dowager Lu, and every word was cold, as if it came from the ground.

"No...no...not that...Emperor, listen to the explanation of Ai's family..."

Yang Jian closed his eyes, remained silent for a long time, and said tiredly and weakly: "Let the palace servants dress this adulterer and spoiled couple, and then take it to my Sanqing Palace. I will personally interrogate it."

Yang Jian paused and said, "Prime Minister, go to the Lock Chun Palace to take Concubine Liu out and take Concubine Liu to the Sanqing Palace. For so many years, maybe, there is any misunderstanding. Maybe, Lu Kutao slandered Concubine Liu for the sake of the superiors, and wanted to get rid of Concubine Liu and all those who hindered her path."

"I accept the order, and I also ask the emperor to take care of the dragon body. Only when the emperor is safe can the people be safe." Su Wei bowed and said respectfully.
Chapter completed!