The beauty of the peasant girl of crossing

Chapter 302

Shen Furong was in a heavy heart, and looked back into the distance with some sympathy.

Thinking of Liu Shilang, who was burned to death, he sighed in his heart, and the lives of his relatives were over. What's the point of such revenge?
She believed that if the sage and princess Quanxia knew, she would not want to see such a result.

After a long silence, she turned her head and instructed Li Yeyu behind her:

"Notify Shitou and the others, and spread the news of the successive tragic deaths of Liu Shilang's family today. I want every citizen of the capital to know about it."

Li Yeyu frowned, "Madam, are you planning to..."

Shen Furong raised her eyes and said coldly, "The bad guy hasn't been punished, how can he end it hastily!"

If she guessed correctly, King Xian will definitely suppress this vicious incident, and the elites in the capital will soon forget about today's affairs, then the grievous soul of Liu's tragic death will never get justice.

She didn't want to meddle in her own business at first, but all the silence and indifference are the biggest accomplices of evil.

Today you are an indifference, tomorrow you may be the next victim.

Li Yeyu nodded when she heard the words, turned and left towards Qingfenglou, she couldn't help sighing in her heart that her smart and wise wife was still forced to take action, and she was very clever.

Once this matter is made a big deal, I am afraid that even if King Xian and his mother Qi concubine are added together, it will not be able to end.

Within half a day, the news of the tragic death of the entire Liu family's family spread throughout the capital, causing an uproar.

The people were shocked when they heard it, but unfortunately, lamented, this desperation was brought into teahouses, liquor stores, warehouses, shops... and spread to all corners of the capital, arousing the despair of the people in the capital.

From the market to the court, the capital was instantly sensational.

The emperor was furious, and he pardoned Xian Wang, who should have stayed in Beijing on standby after he got married, and immediately returned to the fief, and would not be allowed to enter the capital forever.

King Xian complained of injustice, saying that the death of the first concubine had nothing to do with him, his brother-in-law Liu Shilang was clearly malicious and deliberately poured dirty water on his head, and Liu Fu Taicheng and the old lady both committed suicide, which has nothing to do with him directly.

The emperor was unmoved, perhaps because he felt that no one would use his life to frame others, or it could be to appease the anger of the common people.

In short, King Xian was ordered to leave the capital the day after he got married.

The journey from Kyoto to King Xian's fief is about two months, the journey is long and the schedule is tight.

King Xian and his bride, Princess Rongle, didn't even pack a few things. They just hurriedly sorted out the important things, and were urged by the palace servants to get into the carriage, with only personal guards beside them.

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The moonlight was smooth, the cicadas were chirping, and Imperial Physician Cui walked all the way and entered the Changqiu Palace in an instant.

The cold night was silent, the trees in the Changqiu Palace were sparse, but the few sweet-scented osmanthus trees in the corner of the hall were blooming very well, and the courtyard was full of fragrance.

There was no light in the hall, and when he entered, he almost bumped into the vase at the door, and the palace servant hurriedly held up a candle to guide him.

After entering the inner hall, Imperial Physician Cui tilted his head and saw Concubine Qi, who was sitting on an armchair with a dragon and phoenix pattern, with a beautiful face and a dignified manner.

She closed her eyes and rubbed her brows there, leaning on the back of the chair, as if she had merged with the darkness.

Imperial Physician Cui's eyes flashed for a moment of loss, as she always does when she has troubles, and shut herself in a dark room, as if she would not be hurt.

The palace attendant lit the palace lantern, then bowed and retired.

Imperial Physician Cui opened the food box he brought in and brought out the medicine bowl and placed it on the table:
"Niangniang, let's drink the medicine first. The matter of King Xian can't be rushed. The most important thing for you today is to take care of your body first."

"It's just another episode of cephalophobia, the old problem is gone, it's fine."

Concubine Qi looked down at the eye medicine bowl, and gently rubbed and played with the edge of the white porcelain bowl with her nails painted with Dan Kou, as if she was playing with her own life.

"I originally thought that when Sheng'er was brought back from the fief this time, no one would be able to separate our mother and son in the days to come."

"It's ridiculous, I always thought that the sage would remember the old love, make a side of our mother and son, and spare Sheng'er this time..."

Having said this, she laughed self-deprecatingly:
"I think my jade concubine spent half her life in the palace, but in the end she was not allowed to see her own child."

"I've been confined in this yard all day, like a canary in a cage. Although it is dressed in brocade and jade, and has a group of servants and maids, what's the point of living?"

"I don't want to feel this heartache again, I have no hope in life."

Imperial Physician Cui turned his face slightly to look at Concubine Qi, and felt that he seemed to see heartbreak in her eyes. He was quite shaken, and his voice was hoarse:

"Niangniang must not be like this, nothing is more important than living."

He has always admired Auntie. She is dignified and demure, with both virtue and art. When she was young, she was a famous talented woman in the capital, and she was also the white moonlight that he hid in his heart.

He and her childhood sweethearts, grew up together, no guessing, when her mother was still alive, she had told his mother that when she grew up, she would betrothed to him...

Unfortunately, when she grew up, she was recruited into the palace by an imperial decree.

"The medicine is about to get cold, Niangniang should drink the medicine." Imperial Physician Cui didn't know how to comfort Concubine Qi, so she could only take care of her body according to her duty.

Concubine Qi didn't say anything, she picked up the medicine bowl on the table and poured it down her neck. She drank quickly and quickly, as if she was angry with someone.

"Niangniang, be careful not to choke."

Seeing this, Imperial Physician Cui panicked and reached out to pat Concubine Qi's back.

"Let's think about the matter of the wise king slowly, don't waste your body..."

Concubine Qi glanced at him deeply, put down the bowl of medicine that she drank, and leaned back on the chair sadly, looking pitiful and helpless:
"Actually, what I expected was just unwilling - I was unwilling to just accept my own destiny without arguing or making trouble."

"Although I am now in the position of the concubine, I and my children can't be sheltered. What about in the future? In the future, if I am old and degenerate, I will not be able to have a sacred heart. When how?"

She became emotional as she spoke, turned around and grasped Imperial Physician Cui tightly with both hands, as if she had caught the last duckweed that saved her life, and begged with tears in her eyes:
"Yizhi, help me, can you help me?"

Imperial Doctor Cui's pupils trembled slightly, and complex emotions flashed in his eyes.

"Yizhi" was the intimate name that Concubine Qi used to call him when she was a teenager. Since she entered the palace, this was the first time she called him that again.

In the Xuanxuan light, the fragrance of pepper ignited, making people feel a little dizzy, unable to see things in front of them, and I don't know when, a cold teardrop dripped down Concubine Qi's cheeks and fell on the back of Imperial Physician Cui's hand.

So hot, as if it could burn him.

Imperial Physician Cui hesitated for a moment, but it was quickly replaced by tenderness and compassion.

He stretched out his hand to help Concubine Qi wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and gently touched her face with his fingers, causing a layer of delicate pimples, biting her ear like a lover whispering on her temples.

"Niangniang, your nails are very good." He pinched Concubine Qi's fingers and looked at the crescent moon on her nails, and suddenly said.

Concubine Qi looked down at her long nails, her nerves jumped, and she realized something.

(End of this chapter)