Concubine Mad Queen

Bingxuan and Liu Mingmei didn't leave, but they hardly spoke. They just watched Ningyue and Bingyan pointing and pointing at the various decorations of the Prince's Mansion as if no one else was there. There is something wrong with the words, but it is no different from a normal chat.

Liu Mingmei frowned, is this Bingyan really not in a hurry?She is dying!

But Bingxuan became more and more nervous, Bingyan only had three days left.

As Bingyan and Ning Yue left for dinner, Bingxuan and Liu Mingmei also left. On the next third day, there was no difference between Bingyan and Ningyue. After dinner, and then stroll around the Prince's Mansion with Ning Yue, often walking for an hour or two, the two of them went back to rest after having dinner, and when they met, more than one or two people followed at the same time, and they would report the whole story afterwards Go up and make sure the two aren't talking about how to save themselves.

Still the same on the fourth day!

As the time drew closer, Bingxuan was so flustered that he couldn't sleep for two consecutive nights: "Cuihuan, what's going on? Why is Bingyan not in a hurry? It's not normal. Isn't she If you find something, you know what it is!"

Cuihuan, who was originally full of confidence, also hesitated: "This... logically speaking, it should be impossible. The prince concubine and the slaves have a very careful plan, and everything that should be solved has been solved. There is no reason to talk about it. The second young lady probably wouldn't know that..."

"But you don't seem to know that Bingyan now!" Bingxuan was very anxious, walking back and forth in the room.

When Bingxuan married Ning Cong'an, Fang thought of a way to make Bingxuan walk, which was no different from normal people if she didn't look carefully. At this time, she walked in circles for a long time, and gradually felt that the heels of her feet were a little bit He was in pain, so he just sat down, but the look of boredom and worry on his face did not ease at all, instead he became more and more anxious: "No, no, absolutely not if this goes on. I don't know what Bingyan thinks of, don't we? Have you moved? If she really reveals the truth after five days, not only will our plans be over, how can I gain a foothold in the prince's mansion."

There was something strange on the surface of the ice circle, Cuihuan was startled: "Prince Concubine, you are..."

"You can't sit still, Cuihuan, can you be absolutely sure that you have figured out all the links without any mistakes?" Bingxuan stared at Cuihuan closely, and the Cuihuan he stared at was a little creepy: "Well, this servant also Not entirely sure..."

Even if he was sure, with Bingyan's self-confidence these days, he can't be sure. When people face life and death, they will only panic, anxious, and try to save themselves. No one will be like Bingyan. Yan and Ning Yue do some indifferent things like this every day, and the two of them are as calm as if they really came to the prince's mansion as guests.

Mr. Ningyue is also an impatient person. Ever since they lived in the prince's mansion, they thought they would be extremely impulsive and irritable, and there was no such thing as causing chaos in the prince's mansion. Unprepared, did not grasp the confidential things will happen?

Nope!

Could it be that the second lady knew some clues that they had forgotten?But what!

Bingxuan and Cuihuan couldn't think of it at all.

"No, it's a big deal, we won't cause future trouble!" Bingxuan narrowed his eyes and said suddenly.

Cuihuan froze, seeing the deep cold in Bingxuan's eyes and the sneer at the corner of her mouth, she understood Bingxuan's meaning: "This, I'm afraid it's..."

"If all the witnesses are wiped out, then all the evidence will be considered to exist completely." Bingxuan suddenly said another meaningful sentence.

Cuihuan's complexion gradually turned cold: "What the concubine said is true, this servant will do it now."

"Well, this matter can only succeed but not fail..." Bing Xuan's eyes were filled with vicious coldness.

In a private house in the capital, Cang Yun was writing something flamboyantly with a brush in his hand, ticked off the last stroke, then put it down, dried it gently, then folded it up and put it in an envelope, and a follower immediately put it away: "Is there any clue to the matter? "

"Master, good news, the person has been found, but there are still some difficulties." Hei Yu replied at this time after returning to his seat.

"What difficulty." Cang Yun raised his eyebrows, "Don't want to talk about it? Are you still unwilling to talk about 180 tortures? I don't want the process, but the result. You should know this."

"Yes, master, this subordinate understands."

Cang Yun crossed his arms and looked out from the slightly open window. His deep eyes were full of deep meaning. It was an eventful time, and he couldn't go back. There were things he couldn't worry about. How to let go and rest assured.

After dinner, in the room, Meishuang personally distributed the ice smoke and washed herself. The prince's guest room, unless it is a low-level room of the kind of firewood room, the worst guest room still has some normal equipment. Ordinary, but bronze mirror, rouge and water powder are all available. Bingyan looks at herself in the mirror, her willow eyebrows are slightly raised, her eyes are like stars, her lips are as red as pearls, and she has a bright and seductive charm when she raises her lips slightly. Suddenly her eyes darkened, and she yawned: "It's almost time for Meishuang, let's go to rest first."

Mei Shuang's expression was a little strange: "Miss, it's still early, did you go to bed so early?"

"I'm sleepy, if you still want to stand up, you can stay up." Bingyan stood up and waved her hands, went to the bed and lay down, fell asleep after a while.

Mei Shuang was a little puzzled: "Could it be that you answered that sentence, do you feel more and more sleepy? Miss, it's only been a few days, and she likes to sleep so much? It's really strange? Haha..." Despite saying this, Mei Shuang Shuangbu Guilin yawned, tried the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand, fell back to her outer hall to lie down, and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

The eyes of the two maids in the room flickered, and neither of them spoke, they just kept watching quietly, but those eyes, which were particularly shining in the dark, looked so strange.

The prince's mansion also slowly fell into the tranquility of the night. When Ning Cong'an came back tonight, he did not sleep among Bingxuan, Liu Mingmei and Liu'er. Instead, he favored another concubine's room in another mansion. The courtyard went to bed early, and the chickens were silent.

Suddenly, two figures in black suddenly rushed straight, and after a few flashes, they disappeared, like ghosts.

Lying on the bed, Liu Er couldn't fall asleep no matter what. For some reason, the scene of that night suddenly rang in her mind. From the beginning of her approach to the end, a flash of light suddenly flashed in front of her eyes, and Liu Er turned pale with fright!

Bingxuan stood in the room and walked back and forth: "Whether it will be completed or not, why is there no news yet?"

Cuihuan had a weird expression on her face, and she was also very nervous. Bingxuan had already rushed over there: "No, go and have a look."

Although Cuihuan tried to stop her, she couldn't help but walk out in the end, but just as the two sneaked out of the yard, they were suddenly surrounded by a group of people: "Catch them all!"

They looked shocked!

[Author's digression]: The next chapter, "Anti-indirect strategy"

Such a perfect plan, how did Bingyan fight back? ? ?