The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 242
"That's good." Honghu looked up at the sky, and said with a wicked smile, "That old nun Jingyi told you some nonsense about the king of Ksitigarbha. Let me tell you, evil ghosts are evil ghosts, so you should Do your job as a ghost, don't try to become a Buddha, otherwise, you will make other people around you become ghosts."

"The lower officials know!" Li Daochong, sweating profusely, bowed his head in response.

For a long time, there was no one around, only the chirping of crickets, and when he raised his head again, the woman in red was no longer there.

The middle-aged man then slowly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Ten years ago when he went to Beijing to report on his duties, he had already joined the Queen Mother Liu's camp to help the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty. At that time, Li Daochong felt that he was quite righteous, but now...

How did Empress Dowager Liu seal Princess Chuijin, a witch who is neither human nor ghost?
I am now riding a tiger.late!Even if they wanted to get off this thief ship, it was too late.

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When the lanterns were lighted, there was a sound of silk and bamboo singing in the garden of He Fuzhong.

For He Da's [-]th birthday, many dignitaries in the court were invited, even the Concubine Shu, Marquis of Yongchang and Princess Chuijin also visited in person.

After all, He Da was a veteran of the three dynasties, and there have been many news about his recovery recently. Now that he is celebrating his [-]th birthday, his former subordinates and colleagues naturally dare not neglect him and come to celebrate his birthday one after another.

Because of He Yuqi's passing away, the He residence was not overly festive, but deliberately put on a gloomy look.

White silk was still hung on the lintels of several wing rooms, and Mrs. He wiped her tears when she saw people. This used to be He Yuqi's boudoir, and there was her sewing room...

Several maidservants who used to follow He Yuqi were also at the birthday banquet. Although they were dressed in red and green very festively, they secretly wiped their tears while serving tea and water, making it difficult for people to understand whether the He family was celebrating a birthday or a funeral.

Even the repertoire ordered at the hall meeting was a "sacrifice to the pagoda", crying and crying, which made people teary-eyed.

At first, Yang Xuan didn't want to go to this kind of occasion, but Zhao Shuang asked him to celebrate the birthday of "former father-in-law" because the He family's elder had just lost his beloved daughter, so as not to be called heartless and ungrateful.

As for Zhao Shuang herself, she used morning sickness as an excuse to sleep in the Hanguang Pavilion and asked Yang Xuan to bring a gift to He's house.

Yang Xuan didn't sit at the same table with He Da, but sat at the same table with Ming Jing, Zhang Ruixue, Mao Hu, and Zhang Shi'er.

Marquis Chen Yang of Yongchang and Princess Honghu of Chuijin sat at the main table.

"Princess!" Mrs. He was wearing pale pink brocade sleeves, she pulled Honghu's sleeves, and wiped away her tears, "Our family Yuqi... had been talking about it all the time, and wanted to go to the Imperial Garden with the princess. Thinking about it, I haven't survived a cold. It's really unpredictable..."

Honghu looked down on Mrs. He from the bottom of his heart, so his attitude was a bit perfunctory, and he only said "um".

Honghu murmured in his heart, there is really no one more stupid than He Yuqi in the world, he managed to get a small bottle of mind-killing poison, and asked her to poison the regent, who knows what happened to her?He even ate it by himself!
This Mrs. He also doesn't know what to say, she should go to Jing Zhaoyin or Weiwei's mansion to beat the drums to complain, but she dare not, what's the use of pulling herself around?

Like a mother, like a daughter.Honghu managed to resist the urge to push her away, and even put on a sympathetic look on his face.

"Madame's condolences. Death cannot be resurrected. Miss He often went to temples to burn incense and worship Buddha. She must have reached bliss now." Chen Yang next to him was very good at talking, and with a few words, Madam He was filled with joy.

Yang Xuan glanced at the people sitting on the opposite round table, and sighed in his heart.

He Da and his wife probably don't know it yet, but the poison that killed He Yuqi was made by this Marquis of Yongchang.

If it weren't for the heart-killing poison that Chen Yang gave He Yuqi, no matter how resentful and noisy she was, she wouldn't have died so quickly.

"What Hou Ye said is true, but," Mrs. He wiped the tears on her face, and blinked her slightly red eyes at Chen Yang, "It's just that I have heard people say that this person who died wronged, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see him." Bliss."

All the guests in the house pricked up their ears to listen to what she said.

Die with innocence?Could it be that there is something inside the death of Miss He's family?
Many of the aristocrats from the capital city sitting in this room brought their daughters and younger sisters to the Prince Regent to "see each other" in the Chenxiang Garden last time, but Mrs. He arranged a "self-recommended pillow seat after drinking" The play was cut off.

These people used to look at the mother and daughter of the He family with jealousy in their eyes, but now that He Yuqi's fate is so sad, they are somewhat glad that it was not their own daughter who broke the boat in the Chenxiang Garden.

"Oh? Ma'am, what do you mean?" Chen Yang pretended to be puzzled, poured a cup of tea for Madam He, and looked her up and down tenderly.

Mrs. He is only in her early forties, and her charm still exists. Coupled with the fact that she is so wet from crying, she has a unique and pitiful beauty.

But Chen Yang didn't come to see the beauty, he wanted to take advantage of this beauty's ability to stir up wind and rain to bring down the regent opposite.

Mrs. He took the tea flattered and blushed when he saw it, "What I mean is... my Yuqi has always been in good health, free from disasters and diseases, how could it be that he suddenly couldn't even handle the cold? There must be something hidden in it..."

"Didn't I hear that... Doctor Zhang in the palace has already gone to see him and said that he is not poisoned?" Chen Yang gently held the tea cover, and secretly glanced at the man in black sitting at the opposite round table, and saw him He remained motionless, but frowned tightly, clearly holding back his anger.

"Master Hou, the imperial doctor just took a quick look at it, and there are times when he misses it," Mrs. He took a sip of tea, and then said, "I heard from Mrs. Guo that not long ago, the regent princess just arrived at the hospital." At the concubine ceremony, we received tea from our family Yuqi..."

"Oh?" Chen Yang pretended to be curious, "What does that mean?"

"Master Hou, you are a man, so naturally you don't understand the fight between concubines and concubines in the back house. After accepting the concubine ceremony, our family's jade chess will officially enter the palace. From now on, it will be separated from the prince's favor. You Say... who would hate her so much?" Mrs. He glanced at the people on the table next to her, and then said, "Your jade chess is under the fence, and you have to rely on people everywhere, even the doctors you invite every day, and the medicine you take. , are arranged by others, who knows if there is a little less or a little more in those medicines?"

There were sobs and discussions all around.

Ming Jing and Zhang Ruixue looked at each other.Mrs. He suspected that the princess regent murdered her concubine?
Zhang Shi'er wanted to speak, but Mao Hu held her back and shook his head.Today, the He family is the host, and they are all guests, so it is not appropriate to stand out.

"Nonsense!" Yang Xuan slapped the table and stood up, and the guests present were too frightened to make a sound, "Mrs. He, it was your He family who insisted on letting their daughter into my palace. The king didn't ask for it." I am watching you. Now you are telling stories here without any real evidence, be careful that this king punishes you for a crime of disrespect!"

Hearing this, Mrs. He quickly lowered her head and dared not speak any more.

(End of this chapter)