Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

The golden nanmu coffin was opened, and seeing the situation inside, Qingyun was distraught immediately.

The eyes of the two were closed, and their faces were still alive and peaceful. The fingers of the two hands in the middle were intertwined, as if they had just fallen asleep. However, the exposed skin was as red as blood, and even the bright yellow The dragon robe, the phoenix robe, and the crowned phoenix hairpin are also so red that they weep blood, looking weird and frightening.

"Father, mother..." Qing Yun's eyes were scarlet, and she rushed over immediately.

She thought that her parents had already been turned into a pile of bones, but she didn't expect to be so alive.

"Jiu'er, don't touch them, the poison in them has penetrated from the inside out, you will be poisoned if you touch them!" Leng Yi urgently reminded.

Qingyun's outstretched hands stopped suddenly a few inches away from their faces. A pair of bare hands wanted to touch their parents' faces, but they trembled and couldn't reach out. Finally, they clenched into fists, gradually getting tighter and tighter, white There were traces of bright red blood oozing out of the palm, and it was still unknown, crystal tears fell down, and the voice trembled and mourned: "They, they..."

"The first queen was poisoned by the Soul Eater of Juechen Palace. The person who was poisoned by this poison did not respond at first. After half a month, his whole body was in excruciating pain like thousands of insects biting him every day. However, there was no trace of damage on the surface. The three Months later, the muscles rotted and died, and the bones gradually turned light red. Six years later, it was red like a raging fire. Anyone who touched the poisoned person would do the same. The most poisonous thing about Soul Eater is that even if the poison enters the blood, it will not help even if the blood is changed , and there is no cure."

Thinking of the excruciating pain that the former empress had to endure every day, Leng Yi felt extremely sad and resentful, and was also a little dissatisfied with Jiu'er letting Lin Yulin die so easily.

"Fortunately, the first empress is familiar with all kinds of secret poisons in Juechen Palace. Although she can't relieve the soul devouring on her body, she has controlled the spread of the poison. When the first emperor found the first empress, she was still alive and her appearance was not damaged, but she had to suffer from illnesses every day. torture;

Later, the late emperor searched for famous doctors, and finally found a strange man who concentrated the secret poison on the left hand of the late empress. Only then can I touch the first queen, and thus have Jiuer you;

When you were one year old, the first empress died of poison, and the first emperor who touched the first empress was also poisoned, because the first empress took the medicine of that strange person, the soul devourer changed into cold poison in your body through the first empress, but it was not easy Infection, and we buried the first emperor and the first empress with special leather gloves, so there was no poisoning;

Ling Feng administered special medicine to the first emperor and first empress, and also smeared special medicine on the corpses, so that the first emperor and first empress were alive and well. "

All the people were shocked and astonished.

The emperor's brother and the emperor's wife were supposed to be the most honorable and happiest couple in the world, but they were forced to leave their hometowns for some reason, and they both died young. She also loves and cares very much, but has endured torture that ordinary people can't bear. How can Master Jingxin not be shocked, angry and distressed?

Seeing that her mother really lost her left hand, Qingyun immediately burst into tears, unable to hold back her grief.

It's no wonder that more than ten years have passed, and the appearance of the parents is still unchanged. It turns out that the father did special treatment.

And although she had expected that her mother would be very uncomfortable after being poisoned, she never expected that she would suffer such inhuman torture during her lifetime, and the culprit was Lin Yupeng. . . . . .

At this moment, she has some regrets, but since she promised Zhilan, she must keep her word, but she will never let Lin Yupeng go easily!

Blinking to wipe away the bitter tears in her eyes, Qingyun politely declined the kindness of the hidden guards, took the special leather gloves from Lan Jue's hand and put them on, and gently painted the faces of her parents, her whole body was filled with heart-rending grief breath.

After a while, Qingyun covered the coffin. Because the matter was important and he left in a hurry, Qingyun only brought Lan Jue and Longying and other hidden guards with him. The coffins of Sheng Rui and Mu Qingyi were lifted out of the grave, and then gently placed on the prepared carriage.

"Father, mother, let's go home!"

Looking around deeply at Wanghui Valley, where the last moments of parents were held, Qingyun's tear-smeared pupils contained emotions that were hard to see clearly. She turned over and jumped onto the steed, waved her right hand, and a group of people rushed to the capital as quietly as if they had come. , Enter the palace through the secret passage connected to Luoxia Palace.

Chenyou Palace, the palace where Emperor Huiwen lived before he was a minor, is now the mourning hall where Emperor Huiwen's coffin is parked.

Red Hu received the news that Qingyun and others had returned to the palace, so she and Lu Po sent away the maidservants and eunuchs who were guarding the spirit with an excuse.

The hidden guards moved the golden nanmu coffins containing the clothes of Ling Feng and Concubine Yu to the side hall, and then replaced the coffins that housed Sima Chengrui and Mu Qingyi.

Although Red Hu and Green Po had doubts, they knew they shouldn't ask and didn't ask.

Green Amber waited on Qing Yun and changed into a filial dress, while Hong Hu guided the others to another side hall and also changed into a filial dress.

After lighting the incense offering, Lupo respectfully presented it to Qingyun with both hands. Qingyun took it three times and inserted it into the incense burner. Then she knelt on the futon in the middle, with Master Jingxin and Leng Yi kneeling beside her, Lan Jue and Hong Hu and the others knelt behind.

Looking up at the solemn and cold coffin, Qingyun's scarlet tears trickled down.

Mom, Dad, we're home!

Mother, please forgive my daughter's selfishness for not revealing your identity to the public, allowing you to be buried in the imperial tomb with your father in the name of queen, I'm sorry!

"Uncle Leng, please send an order to ring the bell and send people to know the news of the death of the late emperor in all counties and counties. The empress is also the funeral ceremony for the father and imperial concubine Yu, during this period, officials of the third rank and above and their wives of the third rank and above ordered to enter the palace to guard the spirit, and the whole country mourns!"

As soon as the civil strife subsided, Qingyun led his people to leave the palace to rescue Sima Rui and pursue Zhang Lianwu and the remnants of Juechen Palace. In addition, Emperor Huiwen ordered Qingyun to preside over his funeral ceremony in person, so Sima Qi was only in Chenyou Palace before. A mourning hall was set up, and the palace people were arranged to keep vigil day and night.

Although the father and the little Fuzi are still not found, but the parents have returned home, and the funeral cannot be held for a day without stabilizing the hearts of the people, so she can only bear the pain to let the parents and concubine Yu go to the ground for peace.

"Of order!" Leng Yi nodded.

Qingyun was still looking at the coffin, her voice was hoarse and filled with grief: "Lan Jue, please go immediately to ask the teachers of Ci Ning Nunnery, teacher, I want you and other teachers to be the first emperor and first queen, father emperor Do a ritual with Concubine Yu." The last sentence was said to Mrs. Jingxin.

"Slave obeys the order!" Lan Jue respectfully responded, then got up and left Chenyou Palace.

And the meditator's deep voice implied a trace of indescribable emotion: "Even if Jiu'er doesn't say anything, the poor nun will chant sutras to send them on their last journey."

When the emperor's brother and his sister-in-law passed away, she didn't see the last side of the emperor's brother and his wife, and she always felt deeply guilty and guilty.

Now being able to recite sutras to save the dead souls of the emperor's brother and sister-in-law can be regarded as making up for the shortcomings in her heart.

"You all step back, I want to be alone." Putting her hands together, Qingyun closed her eyes, straightened her back and knelt on the futon.

Turning her head to look at Qingyun with a sad expression, Master Jingxin swallowed what she wanted to say, and after paying three respects to the coffin, she left Chenyou Palace with Leng Yi and others.

Long Ying, who walked to the entrance of the hall, suddenly looked back at Qing Yun deeply, his black eyes contained undisguised pity, and for a moment, he was hidden in the shadows for an instant.

Soon there was only Qingyun alone in the huge palace, boundless loneliness and sadness slowly engulfed her body and mind, she slowly opened her eyes, the painful tears had already covered her painful face, but there was no sound, even her shoulders never trembled The kind of tears she shed, on the contrary, make people feel sorry to the bone marrow, at least the dragon shadow hiding in the dark has this kind of mood, but he can't do anything, he can only hurt her and hurt her.

Not long after the bell rang, Sima Qi and Sima Xian rushed to Chenyou Palace first, knelt behind Qingyun after silently praying three times.

After a while, Xu Kexin, Cai Wanting who was holding Lin'er, Zhilan and Lin Han, and the surviving harem concubines and princes and princesses also rushed over, all dressed in filial piety, kneeling on both sides of the mourning hall to mourn.

Seeing Aunt Huang's sad look, Lin'er stayed in her concubine's arms obediently and sensiblely, her pink and jade-carved face wrinkled, and tears flowed from her eyes.

Half an hour later, all the officials of the third rank and above who received the order, as well as the imperial wives of the third rank and above also rushed over one after another.

All of a sudden, the whole Chenyou Palace, even the imperial palace and the capital city were covered with an atmosphere of grief and sadness. Every household in the capital city hung white flags and banned all entertainment activities to show respect and grief to the late emperor and empress.

Seven days later, it was the auspicious day selected by Qin Tianjian. Qingyun led the concubines, princes and princesses of the harem, as well as the ministers of civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty and their families to escort the coffins of Sima Shengrui and Mu Qingyi to the imperial tomb for burial. Almost all the subjects They all knelt on both sides of the street, all of them burst into tears and looked sad.

Looking at the solemn mausoleum, Qingyun's haggard face was desolate, her red and swollen eyes were misty with tears.

"Reporting to Master..." Wu Ying suddenly walked to Qingyun's side, and said in a voice only she could hear: "Murong Qingyi is here."

After hearing this, Qingyun was stunned, and then followed Wuying's eyes without showing any traces. When she saw the person hiding somewhere in the crowd, the corners of her lips raised a small arc, full of sarcasm and arrogance.

If I knew this earlier, why bother.

Now that mother is dead, no matter how sad and remorse Murong Qingyi is, he can't return mother, why bother?

After burying Sima Chengrui and Mu Qingyi, Qingyun dismissed the rest of the people, leaving only Sima Xian and his wife, Lin'er, Leng Yi and Mrs. Jingxin, ordered Longying and Ziyiwei to guard the surroundings, and then waved , the dark guards came slowly carrying the coffins of Ling Feng and Concubine Yu.

"I'm sorry Sixth Brother, Sixth Sister-in-law, I didn't bury Concubine Yu's clothes in the imperial mausoleum, but in the mausoleum I built for my parents. You don't blame me, do you?"

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