King Chu didn't speak, but Lu Zhu said again: "Isn't that pot of ink orchids in this room all the time? Who is so bold to move away the ink orchids that the princess uses to save her life?"

Huang's mother immediately said aside: "I blame the old slave for this matter. It was the old slave who didn't take good care of it, so the concubine let the concubine move the pot of ink orchids away."

She wiped her tears while talking, as if she really regretted this matter, but it seemed that because Yun Qian was the master, she didn't dare to say anything, and only pushed the responsibility on herself.

Seeing that the two of them had performed so hard for a long time, Yun Qian finally set fire on her.

Lu Zhu went to her room yesterday, and spent so much time trying to take Mo Lan away from her, but with just one turn around, Lu Zhu seemed to have completely forgotten about that matter.

Lu Zhu glanced at Yun Qian with tears in his eyes and said: "That day when I was eating in the concubine's room, I saw a pot of ink orchids. I asked the concubine at that time and found out that the pot of ink orchids was the one in the concubine's room. At that time, I asked the concubine Shizi for the pot, thinking that the concubine Shizi knew the serious relationship between them, and would send the flowers over after cultivating the soil in the pots, but I didn't expect..."

After she finished her words, she wept softly again, and that voice seemed to be full of remorse.

Yunqian heard Lu Zhu's words and felt that what she said was really clever, and she kept her relationship with the potted flower apart quietly, and said the basic facts, even if she wanted to refute anything. Not much to say.

King Chu was angry when he heard the words, he looked at Yun Qian and said, "You broke the flowerpot?"

"No, it was Mama Huang who broke it." Yun Qian said a little aggrieved, "Mama Huang has served by my concubine's side for many years, and I was afraid that my son would be angry because of this incident when he came back, so I took over the matter of breaking the flowerpot." .”

The King of Chu frowned slightly, and Mother Huang hurriedly said: "If you go back to the prince, the flower pot was really broken by the concubine Shizi. At that time, the old slave wanted to reach out to pick it up, but the concubine Shizi loosened her hand..."

"You mean that the concubine Shizi lied and framed you?" Huanyu couldn't help interjecting.

"I'm telling the truth." Huang's mother cried, "I've been with the princess for so many years, I know how to take care of the princess, how could I do such a stupid thing!"

"We all saw it that day!" Huanyu said angrily, "You broke that flower pot on purpose!"

Huang Ma wept softly and said: "Concubine Shizi is young and very curious. It is normal to hold a flowerpot to look at it. This old slave also thinks that the potted flower was not broken by Concubine Shizi on purpose, it is all the fault of old slave!"

What she said was reasonable and reasonable, and she pushed everything on Yunqian, and it happened that Yunqian deliberately knocked over the potted flower.

Huanyu said anxiously: "The concubine Shizi just entered the palace, and no one told her about that potted flower, how would she know..."

"Huanyu!" Yunqian called softly, Huanyu shut up, Yunqian looked at King Chu and said, "No matter who broke the flowerpot, it's over and it's irreversible. It's just that I think everyone seems too rigid That potted flower, I still don’t believe in the thing about sending souls in flowers.”

Lu Zhu took a look at Yun Qian and said: "The concubine Shizi came to the palace for a short time, maybe she doesn't know all kinds of things, but the concubine's illness was incurable back then, and it was because of this potted flower that she saved her life."

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