Ten Miles of Red Makeup

Chapter 27
The warm sun is shining brightly, and the breath of spring is approaching. January has passed quietly, and it is said that the cold spring is expected. Although this winter has passed, the cold breath seems to have never receded.

From the Furong Palace, Gu Qingcheng listened to the report of the victory of the army going south.Since the Southern Dynasties lost Mu Qingfeng, they have been retreating steadily. Although there is still Gu Yuncheng, the son of Shangshu, who can go out to fight against the enemy, but since a month ago, Master Shangshu's family has disappeared without a trace. Rumors of the emperor's assassination of the Queen of the Northern Qi Dynasty spread wildly. The Northern Qi monarch turned into a confidante in anger, tore up the previous document of peace with the Southern Dynasty, and sent troops southward.

On the contrary, there are a group of women who envy Gu Qingcheng for being favored by such an affectionate king, but no one cares about it. The queen of the Northern Qi Dynasty is from the Southern Dynasty, and now she is attacking her own country. It is no wonder that Mu Xuanming's tyranny will destroy the country sooner The man who protects this country like a god is already a pile of bones. Wrong, there should be no bones left.

Even though it is known that the Northern Qi State killed the Southern Dynasty's reliance, there is a rumor on the border that the Northern Qi King loves the people like a son, and he is deeply loved by many people. Such a person will become the monarch of this country in the future. As the people, they may not be When they see something good, what the common people care about is who can let them live a peaceful life, not be oppressed, and have a bite to eat, rather than who the world belongs to.Ning Yu has to say that he has a way of buying people's hearts, maybe it can be said better, love the people like a child.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth. In the past month, the Northern Qi had won successive victories. Such news was tantamount to inspiring people's hearts, and the ruling and opposition parties were filled with joy.

However, in this harem, a conspiracy is slowly kicking off.

In Tsinghua Hall, Yuan Qingwu sat secretly in front of the desk, although the sun was shining outside, why couldn't her heart warm up?Wang, how long has it been since you have been to this Tsinghua Hall?Could this green brick of Tsinghua Hall be colder than her heart?With a wry smile, this luxurious palace, knowing the current situation, would I still beg to set foot here?
"Why is the Queen free to come to the Tsinghua Palace today?" Yuan Qingwu's pink face was peach blossom, and her smile was extremely fake. She couldn't do any acting anymore. She smiled at Gu Qingcheng every day, seeing that face, Heh, no matter how I dress up at this moment, I am still not half as good as the woman in front of me.

However, she just said coldly: "Search for Ben Gong."

"Why is the empress doing this? Could it be that the king has only been out for more than half a month, and the empress is so impatient to get rid of his concubines?" Yes, Ning Yu went to Pingcheng, and Pingcheng could not be attacked for a long time, so he went in person, After capturing Pingcheng, the Southern Dynasty is just around the corner, and can directly point to the imperial capital of the capital, and now she has the final say on the huge Northern Qi Dynasty.The words Ning Yu left behind before leaving.

"Imperial concubine, the one who cleans up is self-clearing. If there is nothing here, I will naturally apologize to you in person." Gu Qingcheng's tone was still calm.

But when Yuan Qingwu saw the things in front of him, he could no longer hold on to his previous nobility and reserve.

A villain carved from peach wood, a talisman paper... The technique of disgusting victory, a curse that has been tried and tested by the courts of all dynasties.

"This is not from my palace, I don't have these, I have never done this before." Yuan Qingwu tried his best to defend and call for grievances.

Gu Qingcheng picked up the villain, with her birthday engraved on the back.But it didn't seem right, all she got was her date of birth known to others.Her face changed slightly.

Yuan Qingwu hissed for injustice.Gu Qingcheng believed her. For some reason, she believed that all of these things were not done by her. Ever since she came back from the Southern Dynasties last time, it was spread from her palace that she shared a room with a man. Qingcheng's momentum wanted to pull her down.

"Yes or no, my palace has already been stolen, how can you argue?" The corners of Gu Qingcheng's mouth curled up.

"I didn't do this, even if I did it, how could you find the flaw so easily?" Yuan Qingwu still tried to explain.

However, another person appeared at this moment.This person is her personal maid, Mei Zi.

"Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, spare your life, the slaves don't know anything, your Majesty knows everything." Trembling all over, she was already terribly frightened.

"Mei Zi? Why are you here? Didn't you say that your mother is seriously ill and you want to go back to visit relatives?" At this moment, Mei Zi was in a state of distress, with blood on her body.

"Your Majesty, please spare the servant girl, the servant girl didn't see anything, and the servant girl didn't know anything." As she spoke, she kowtowed to Yuan Qingwu continuously, the bluestone board was already stained with blood, and her forehead was also stained with blood.

"What did you say? Tell me clearly?" Yuan Qingwu was furious, and grabbed the trembling plum on the ground, her terrifying eyes were enough to make her heart tremble.

However, for Meizi at this time, she still has to continue acting.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. The slaves really didn't say anything. My Majesty, please forgive me..." Meizi begged for mercy and yelled grievances all around.It is extremely annoying.

At this moment, Gu Qingcheng showed all her majesty: "Pull her out and kill her with a stick." Without a trace of mercy, the queen of Northern Qi for nearly a year has gradually made her heart cold, and no one will warm it up.

In her eyes, a humble life is nothing compared to her hatred.And the slave who betrayed the master, death is not a pity.

Yuan Qingwu finally slumped down resentfully, and sat slumped on the ground.The eyes are infinitely bleak.

"Hehe, Gu Qingcheng, I didn't threaten you in any way, why bother to hurt me like this?" She smiled slightly, a little bit of coolness hit her, and her eyes were cold, and the dark eyes reflected Gu Qingcheng's tiny eyes. His appearance was icy and glamorous.It appeared so clearly in Yuan Qingwu's eyes.

Gu Qingcheng, Bei Qi, and Yuan Qingwu are the first to call her that.On the day she got married, her brother told him not to forget that she was Gu Qingcheng, but here she was not Gu Qingcheng, nor would she be Gu Qingcheng.She is Queen Furong.

"The technique of disgusting victory is a taboo in the royal palace. Keep her and hand it over to the king. Other court officials and eunuchs, who are related to this matter, will be executed." The fragrance of peach blossoms in March greets you, and the distance is crimson, peach blossoms It is blooming brightly.

It was night, and an uninvited guest came to Furong Hall.

Yue Nong, dressed in a plain white gown, slowly fell from the beams of the house. At this moment, the bedroom hall was brightly lit, illuminating his angry eyes.

"Today's technique of hating victory, obviously someone framed Yuan Qingwu, you can't see it?" Yue Nong asked back, he didn't believe it, she couldn't see it was so easy.

"I know, so what? At least I saved her life." Gu Qingcheng's eyes were full of indifference.

"But you killed the maids and eunuchs in the first hall of Tsinghua Hall. There are 56 people in total, don't you feel any guilt?" This is the second time he talked to her like this. The last time was when the Northern Qi Dynasty sent troops and the night of the full moon On the second day, he said to her: "Why do you want to turn this peaceful and prosperous world into a hell of Shura who burns zithers and cooks cranes?" It's ridiculous, she was indeed involved in such a bloody storm, but how can she talk about turning this world into a world? Become like this?
"Then I can only blame them for following a bad master." Her eyes were cold, not the same as the woman who smiled affectionately at him under the cliff back then.

(End of this chapter)