Self-cultivation of the noble concubine who eats melons

After An Shutong's mood gradually stabilized, Concubine Zhuang asked Yingxue to bring her water to wipe her face and hands, and then slowly told her what happened after she fell into coma.

An Shutong, don't think that the imperial concubine doesn't care about her because the queen mother doesn't want to.

This is not to be misunderstood.

An Shutong's expression changed again and again, and finally stayed at a pale look.

Looking at her face, Concubine Zhuang knew that she must be in a bad mood now, but An Shutong and the Queen Mother were aunts and nephews, so she, an outsider, couldn't say anything.

"This is what happened. Originally, the Imperial Concubine wanted to personally investigate the matter of your attack, but since the Queen Mother did not allow it, the Imperial Concubine cannot force it. Now I will take care of this matter for the time being. Please tell me carefully what happened at that time. Passed by." Concubine Zhuang called Yanzhi over and asked her to write down what Concubine An said.

Concubine Zhuang looked at Concubine An. Although her expression was very bad, she was still calm and didn't seem too surprised.

Speaking of which, in the past six months, the Queen Mother and An Shutong, their niece, have probably not gotten closer to Zhao Cainu.

I remember that when Concubine An first entered the palace, she had ambition in her eyes. Although she hid it well, how could they not see it after they had been fighting in the palace for several years.

However, what was Concubine Zhuang's state of mind when she thought about it?
It seems to be quite good. The more An Shutong has fighting spirit, the more powerful he can fight with the imperial concubine, and he will also benefit from it.

No idea.

Concubine Zhuang never saw the imperial concubine taking action against An Shutong, because His Majesty wouldn't give anyone a chance, so why should the imperial concubine take action?

An Shutong almost drowned, and His Majesty didn't even take a look. If the imperial concubine was still here, Your Majesty would come over anyway.

The Queen Mother... Zhuang Fei sneered in her heart, just because she was His Majesty's biological mother.

An Shutong was silent for a while, then began to tell the story of his attack.

"My concubine was enjoying the coolness under the flower wall. After lying there for half a day, she felt uncomfortable and wanted to go out for a walk to relax. Before that, I saw the palace servant next to Zhao Cainu returning from picking flowers..."

An Shutong carefully recalled what happened in the afternoon, and the memory was still very clear in her mind, so she talked about it.

"The flowers were picked in colorful colors and mixed with fragrance. The concubine asked one more question. The little palace maid only said that it was the sketches around Zhao Cainu that told her to pick them like this. The concubine thought that maybe it was Zhao Cainu's preference, that is, No more questions."

An Shutong's words had no ups and downs, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing. Concubine Zhuang nodded slightly when she heard it. She did have her own preferences, and this was not a big deal.

"The concubine was drowsy under the sun in the shade of the flowers. She listened vaguely to someone coming in again and talking vaguely. While she was half asleep and half awake, she heard Zhao Cainu's unhappy voice. It turned out that she She wanted some snacks, but the kitchen was short of manpower and couldn't find anyone to make them, so she asked Su Hua next to her to ask the kitchen if they could spare a stove for her. I thought it was interesting at the time. Could it be that Zhao Cainu wanted to make some snacks? You can’t do it yourself…”

An Shutong's tone was very casual, as if he had just heard her tell it casually.

Concubine Zhuang's expression turned serious. The palace banquet was about to come, but Zhao Cainu wanted to ask the people in the kitchen for a stove. She had to think more.

"The concubine was lying there across the flower wall. It would have been a bit awkward to show up, as if she was eavesdropping, so I didn't move and waited until the hostess Zhao Cai left before leaving. Later, I felt that I had been lying there for a long time, and my bones were all broken. Even if I don’t feel well, I took Mu Qing out to evacuate..."

"The moon is dim at night. Walking on the palace road and enjoying the lake breeze is pleasant, but the dark light inevitably makes people feel timid. After walking for a while, I was about to come back. At this moment, I felt a dark streak. The shadow rushed towards me, and the back of my hand was grabbed. I was frightened, and my steps were unsteady, so I fell into the water. I am not good at water, so I was floating in the water, and I felt that Mu Qing also fell down. I just wanted to see how she was doing, but she was motionless in the water..."

Concubine Zhuang also knew what happened later. Concubine An shouted for help and was found by the patrolling palace guards and rescued. Unfortunately, she was exhausted trying to save Mu Qing and almost drowned herself.

"At that time, Mu Qing was motionless in the water. I knew it was not good, but she had been with me for many years. Even if there was a chance, I couldn't ignore her, but she still left."

An Shutong's tears fell again and she raised her eyes to look at Concubine Zhuang, "Madam, if I was scratched by a wild cat, it would be considered an accident, but Mu Qing's attack was definitely not an accident. Please find out the truth. I want to give Mu Qing Qing takes revenge.”

"You didn't notice anything strange at that time?" Zhuang Fei looked at An Shutong and asked.

An Shutong shook his head, "I really didn't notice anyone following me at that time, and I didn't expect that someone would be so bold as to dare to kill someone. Since I entered the palace, I have followed the rules and never made enemies with others. I really don't know how to offend." Who do you think you want to kill me?"

Concubine Zhuang frowned when she heard this, "If you think about it carefully, no one in this palace really has any grudge against you, or is it that you have grudges against others but don't know it?"

An Shutong stared at the bed curtain and thought for a long time before shaking his head, "I was ill for half a year. When I was in the palace, I rarely went out of the Huayang Palace. How could I make enemies with others."

After saying this for a moment, An Shutong's expression slowly changed.

"Did you remember something?" Concubine Zhuang asked.

"Concubine, I think of something, but in my opinion, it's not a grudge."

An Shutong used words carefully and briefly talked about her grievances with Zhao Ling'e, including of course Zhao Ling'e's unkindness and showing off to her, as well as her feedback after Zhao Ling'e was demoted, and all the small actions she made without reservation. out.

Concubine Zhuang already knew something about it before, but she didn't expect An Shutong to speak so carefully.

Whether it was Zhao Cainu's ostentatious demonstration or An Shutong's revenge, it was not a big deal in this palace.

It won't be fatal.

However, there was really no one else who had a grudge against An Shutong, so Concubine Zhuang said: "After daybreak, I will ask Zhao Cainu, and I will also submit everything you said today to His Majesty for reading."

An Shutong stood up and saluted and thanked her. Concubine Zhuang supported her and said, "If you survive a catastrophe, you will have good fortune in the future. Take care of yourself."

"Thank you madam."

Concubine Zhuang left with the others, and An Shutong sat back against the soft pillow, staring blankly at the top of the tent.

The luxuriant flowers were lush and beautiful. She still remembered Mu Qing saying to her, "Master, look at this pattern, it's still new. The slave quickly snatched it from the sewing room. Zhao Cainu didn't snatch the plain painting next to her." Me, she has short hands."

Mu Qing's joyful eyes were still dazzling in front of her, and in the blink of an eye she had lost her life.