After marrying wrongly, I became the general's white moonlight

Chapter 241 The truth of the year
Until he settled down, Murong Qing suddenly remembered what he had missed.

It was a face with hatred in its eyes, it was Concubine Rong!

The fire in the queen's bedroom was set by the noble concubine!
Murong Qing was so shocked that he even dropped the teacup in his hand.

This terrifying thought made her feel a little joy. If Concubine Rong really set the fire, then there would be many things to verify.

Murong Qing immediately ignited his fighting spirit, it would be a pity if he didn't use this incident to draw some clues from the imperial concubine.

Thinking of this, she couldn't sit still any longer, touched the waist badge from the imperial concubine's waist, and entered the palace alone.

The way into the palace went smoothly, and Murong Qing came to the harem according to his memory.

From a distance, the foundation of the Purple Fortune Palace was covered with charred pillars, and the high wall behind was blackened by smoke.

The empress moved to another palace to recuperate, Murong Qing was not worried about meeting other people, and walked quickly towards the ruins of Zifu Palace.

But he didn't expect to see a familiar figure here.

Murong Qing was originally checking on the ruins to see if there was anything left from the burning, but in the corner he found Concubine Rong who was distraught.

She stepped forward and called Concubine Rong softly a few times, but there was no response.

He walked up to the imperial concubine, and was about to speak, but found that the imperial concubine was holding a fire bag in her hand.

Murong Qing was startled, "Imperial Concubine, why are you here, why are you still holding a fire bag?"

The imperial concubine didn't respond, her eyes were dark and dull, as if she had lost all color, as if she was immersed in her own world, unable to sense the outside world at all.

Murong Qing grabbed the concubine's shoulders, "My concubine, what's wrong with you?"

She still wanted to speak, but out of the corner of her eye, a figure in pink palace maid clothes was walking towards her.

Murong Qing immediately pulled out the fire bag from the imperial concubine's hand, threw it on the ground, and kicked it into the crooked porcelain jar next to it.

This movement is done with quick eyesight and quick hands, even the noble concubine still maintains the movement of holding the fire folder.

Murong Qing held the concubine's hand and shouted out of inspiration, "Your Majesty, don't scare the poor concubine, what's wrong with you?"

The maid approached and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter, why is Concubine Rong here?"

Murong Qing supported the noble concubine, and said worriedly, "The poor concubine doesn't know, the noble concubine may have been frightened by seeing the charred ruins, so the poor concubine will take the noble concubine back to the palace."

Saying that, Murong Qing helped the noble concubine to leave, no one knew that there were trembling legs under her long skirt.

However, what she didn't notice was that the maid was actually the personal maid beside the queen. At this time, the maid's eyes were dark, staring at the two figures in front of her like eagles of prey.

After finally returning to Huichun Palace, Concubine Rong regained consciousness from her trance, hugged Murongqing and cried loudly.

Murong Qing had no choice but to push back the maids beside the noble concubine.

Fortunately, Ginkgo is not here this time, otherwise it may not be so smooth for all the maids to go out.

The imperial concubine cried for a long time, like a helpless child, her crying was hearty and thorough, as if she had vented all the grievances she had suffered over the years.

After crying enough, the imperial concubine gradually regained her composure, although she was still sobbing from time to time, she was obviously more awake than when Murong Qing first saw her.

With Huairou's strategy in mind, Murong Qing poured her a glass of water thoughtfully, "Your Majesty, have a sip of tea, don't cry out your throat."

The imperial concubine didn't take the tea, but she stared at the steaming cup of tea with regret gradually appearing in her eyes.

"Murong, do you know?" The imperial concubine said hoarsely, "I seem to have seen Han Song's ghost."

Murong Qing seemed to be struck by lightning when he heard this.

Han Song is the name of Pei Mo's mother Rufei.

When Concubine Concubine Ye told her about the past, she didn't mention the title of Concubine Ru, but directly said Concubine Ru's name.

Murong Qing calmed himself down, and said softly, "Your Majesty is a nightmare, how can there be ghosts in this world?"

The imperial concubine swallowed and spit, seeing the empty bedroom, "There is no one else here, I can't bear it anymore, I must tell this matter!"

The concubine's tone was firm, her hoarse voice could not stop her determination.

Murong Qing said, "Your Majesty, please tell me, I will definitely keep the secret for your Majesty."

"That was the fifth year the Empress entered the Central Palace." The imperial concubine said, with resentment in her eyes, "The emperor went on a tour of the south of the Yangtze River and brought back a beautiful woman with picturesque features. been compared."

Dotting a small mole like a concubine under the eyebrows once became a popular makeup in the palace. The concubine recalled the time that made her feel extremely at ease.

In fact, she didn't resent Concubine Ru for taking away the emperor's love for her. She only knew that there was a woman who made the queen, that bitch, very anxious.

She even hoped that it would be even better if this woman could pull the queen down from that position.

The imperial concubine told a lot about the past.

"Until later, Hansong became Concubine Ru, and the Empress was always jealous of her. She was not only jealous of her beauty, but even more jealous of the honor and favor she received. Later, Concubine Ru was pregnant, and the imperial physicians in the palace said that Hansong had this child. Maybe it's a boy."

The concubine thinks of Concubine Ru, she is a very gentle person who has read a lot of poetry and books, but she has never seen her express dislike for anything.

It seems that everything in the world is worth loving.

Seeing Han Song reminded the imperial concubine of herself when her eldest sister had not passed away.

At that time, the elder sister was not dead yet, she was not the candidate to enter the Prince's Mansion, and she had not seen this darkness before, and she once felt that everything was lovely like Han Song.

Fortunately, Concubine Ru's baby was born safely, and it really was a boy. The emperor was very happy. If Concubine Ru hadn't violated the ancestral system, Concubine Ru might be the first one in the Dashun Dynasty to give birth to a prince within three years of entering the palace. A woman who was conferred the title of imperial concubine.

"The Queen felt resentment in her heart, so she became murderous. After planning for many years, she finally couldn't help but kill Han Song."

The noble concubine's eyes were deep, and she didn't know if she felt distressed by it.

This night the noble concubine explained her grievances for more than ten years, and Murong Qing heard it with mixed feelings.

Even if the imperial concubine lived such a life in the past, she would not feel pitiful for the imperial concubine.

After all, from what the imperial concubine said, she hoped that Concubine Ru could overthrow the queen, and at the same time hoped that she could take the position of queen, so after she overthrew the queen, wouldn't she attack Concubine Ru?

Murong Qing only felt sorry for Pei Mo's mother, who ever asked Concubine Ru if she would like to enter the palace, if she would be involved in this treacherous abyss.

Beautiful flowers are suitable for being trampled and trampled. Clean people often lead people to drag them into the quagmire. This is the common sense in the world, and this is the cold reality.

Are there any clean people in this deep red wall?

Murong Qing sighed alone, if Concubine Ru was still alive, she would also like to see such a woman who 'knows the greatness of the universe, but especially pities the green grass and trees'.

(End of this chapter)