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

Chapter 386 Love or Harm

"Do you think you love her by not putting Han Song in the sidelines?"

When the imperial concubine said this, she had already forgotten her status, and the resentment and hatred she had buried deeply for half her life erupted at this moment.

"You are killing her, and you are also an accomplice in killing Han Song. It is your indecision, your weakness and incompetence that killed her!"

She roared out these words, her tears burst like water, but no amount of tears could wash away the sins on her body, every day of living with regret was like a punishment from heaven to her.

Is not it?she asked herself.

At that time, the Huo family attracted a large number of followers because of their outstanding financial resources. Half of the officials in the court received the favor of the Huo family.

On the first day of one month, just because the emperor left the queen's bedroom an hour earlier than usual, it was obviously a matter in the palace, but somehow it spread to the people, and some literati wrote articles accusing the emperor of being indifferent and ignoring his wife.

It's really ridiculous that a majestic emperor should be subdued by the Huo family?

But that was the reality at that time.

The emperor's eyes were scarlet, and his hands under the bright yellow sleeves were trembling, "Shut up!"

This was a scar he didn't want to mention for many years. He instinctively thought that he had forgotten it and would never think of it again, but this was all deceiving himself.

A broken mirror, no matter how well spelled it is, cannot reflect a complete portrait of a person, and so does a broken heart.

At this time, Wang Yi and Li Fuquan, who were watching by the side, stood silently. They listened to the tragedy, as if they were in the scene, but they seemed to be out of it.

They have no position to judge whether the emperor's actions are right or not. They know that as subjects, the most important thing is to respect the emperor, so even if they have some pity for the crying concubine, they can't say a word for her Good words, otherwise it is self-destructive future.

"Hahaha!"

Crying and crying, the imperial concubine suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, then raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and looked at the emperor in dragon robe with sad eyes.

Perhaps he was busy with government affairs, so that he came to this wedding wearing a dragon robe.

"You know that Mr. Huo Lian is jealous, you know that the courtiers in the world want you to deal with Han Song as soon as possible, why don't you put her in the cold palace, do you think that you want to keep her concubine position just because you love her?"

The voice of the woman shouting was sharp and sharp, obviously she was out of breath from crying, but the words were full of deafening mockery.

The noble concubine couldn't help but think, if the emperor could put Han Song in the cold palace, maybe Huo Lianjun would not be so eager to take her life, maybe everything would be better.

But the most desperate things in the world are "maybe", "later", and "if".

"In the twelfth lunar month of winter, Han Song doesn't even have a piece of charcoal to keep warm. How could her palace be on fire?" The imperial concubine opened the wound in the emperor's heart hoarsely, revealing the bloody truth, "Han Song has been in the palace for seven years, and he has never stepped out of this palace. Half a step into the cage, how could she become enemies with the people in the world? How could the imperial palace guarded by the guards of the imperial forest army be easily broken by those people of all kinds? How could they break into Han Song's palace so directly, murder and set fire ?”

"Have you ever thought about this?"

"Sheng Hongzhao, stop deceiving yourself and others! You know everything, why do you pretend to be ignorant!"

The imperial concubine pointed at the emperor's nose and cursed angrily, even the emperor was unwilling to call him, and called him by his first name.

"You are presumptuous!"

The emperor's neck was straightened, and the beard around his mouth was trembling. At this time, he no longer had the majesty of sitting high in the hall, like an ordinary man whose lies have been exposed.

Hearing the imperial concubine's words, Li Fuquan lowered his head silently, the peacock feathers on the hat on his head seemed to cast a haze, he was ashamed to face the imperial concubine, and even more shameless to face the dead concubine Ru, because he was also the one who deceived himself.

It was the cold December. Although Concubine Ru was not cast into the cold palace, she still lived in her own palace, but the Empress wanted to learn from each other, so Concubine Ru couldn't get the monthly allowance that Concubine Ru was supposed to enjoy.

There is no monthly routine, how can there be food and clothing?

Concubine Ru, who used to be the favorite of the Sixth Palace, has become a pitiful creature that no one cares about. Those servants who step on the high and flatter the low would not want to go up and step on it.

It is conceivable what kind of difficult life Concubine Ru lived, and even Sheng Xiujing, who was originally a prince, became an evil of unknown blood because of the concubine's affair with the guards.

No one will care about their mother and son, let them fend for themselves.

But one night, it was extremely cold, and Li Fuquan, who was watching the night, couldn't help shivering even though he was wearing two cloaks.

No one noticed that a large group of Jianghu people with swords broke into the palace, went straight to Rufei's palace, burned, killed and looted, but how many villains and how much money can there be in Rufei's palace who has been reduced to an abandoned concubine?

What they took away was the lives of Rufei and her poor child.

When the Imperial Forest Army found out, Rufei's palace was already on fire, and the flames almost lit up half of the sky.

Because of this fire, many palace people were saved from being frozen to death.

In the words of a court lady, "The Concubine Ru is such a gentle person to the extreme, she used fire to warm us even on the day of her death, but why didn't such a good person die well?" '

Li Fuquan remembered that when he arrived at the scene, Huo Lianjun, who was still the queen, was there early, and told him that those assassins who broke into the palace were all people from the world who came to seek revenge on Rufei, and now they have been caught. Just waiting for the trial of Dali Temple Minister.

Who was the Minister of Dali Temple at that time?She is a descendant of the collateral line of the Huo family, who wants to be called Huo Lianjun's first cousin.

He also remembered that when he reported this matter to the emperor, the emperor just clenched his fist tightly and then let it go, that's all.

'Let's leave this matter to the queen. '

Li Fuquan seemed to hear the emperor's words again, he was really pale and powerless, he didn't know that a person could be so unfeeling, that seven years of love between husband and wife could be done without even asking a single question.

The imperial concubine raised her head and looked at the dark sky in front of her eyes. The dim light from the surrounding lanterns revealed the tears in her eyes, "Han Song, did you see that, I came to confess my mistake to you."

Perhaps both Murong Qing and Jin Yu thought that she would confess her crime only after seeing the emperor, but they were both wrong, a heartless person like the emperor is not worthy of her bowing her head and repenting.

The person who murdered Han Song was Huo Lianjun, so the knife that killed Han Song was given by a ruthless person like Sheng Hongzhao.

Why should he pretend to be ignorant, why can he die with peace of mind!

"Pooh!"

The imperial concubine was full of anger, and spit in front of the emperor, what kind of decency and inferiority are bullshit, and he deserves it?
He should be like himself, falling asleep with regrets every night and waking up with a start, every thing he sees every day has a shadow of sympathy.

(End of this chapter)