Peerless Forensic Doctor: Leng Wang's Waste Chai Concubine

Chapter 276 Zhao Feiyu Dressed Up
The Eighth Prince is only a child now, and in his eyes, he is younger and less experienced than that idiot Ji Fengxiong. Although such a child grew up in the harem, he has Xuanyuan Che's personality. The old fox's protection shouldn't make any mistakes.

Then... where did he send these letters sent by himself?

"I didn't write this." Xuanyuan Che squeezed the paper and read it several times before finally coming to a conclusion.

"...Ah?" Gao Yang looked blank, as if he didn't hear clearly what Xuanyuan Che said just now.

"I said." Xuanyuan Che raised his eyes lightly, and said firmly: "I didn't write this."

"That. You didn't write that... who wrote it?" Gao Yang couldn't believe it. "Could it be that someone copied it on purpose? But such a copied handwriting... I can't fucking see it, and there are things in it that I didn't write myself."

Xuanyuan Che pursed his lips and said nothing, which was regarded as his agreement.

"What did you talk to him this afternoon?" Xuanyuan Che frowned, and said softly, "You tell me carefully."

"Oh...you let me think about it." Gao Yang tilted his head, carefully recalling the conversation with Xuanyuan Jie in the afternoon.

"Actually, there's nothing worth noting... Zuo is just a few words that I've chatted with him." Gao Yang paused suddenly, and his color changed instantly.

"What?" Seeing that the expression on his face was wrong, Xuanyuan Che was surprised, but his phoenix eyes narrowed unconsciously.

"I, in the afternoon, I seemed to hear something in a trance..." Gao Yang suddenly raised his head and looked at Xuanyuan Che.

"The Eighth Prince said that he... is good at copying."

Xuanyuan Che was silent for a moment, put the paper in his hand into the wooden box, and said casually: "That's it, I see."

"..."

Just say "that's it, I see" and there is nothing else to say?

"Xuanyuan Che...I'm telling you the truth." Gao Yang couldn't help but swallowed, cleared his throat, and said earnestly, "You, the eighth brother, really have some problems."

Xuanyuan Che glanced at him coldly, Gao Yang was sweating coldly behind his back.

"I didn't say that... there is a real problem." Gao Yang raised his hands to show his innocence. "You eight emperor brother, you said you were going to help the emperor look at the medicinal materials and make soup, but you didn't even go in the gate of the imperial hospital. You just stood at the door and watched me squatting there writing prescriptions and looking at me chic, he Just said a few words, and that's how you said the last sentence."

"Well...how should I put it?" It was the first time that Gao Yang analyzed Xuanyuan Che so carefully, and he was really not used to it.

Because this kind of thing is usually done by Xia Feng, Xia Ping, or Chu Qianzhi.

"It's like telling me on purpose."

Are you deliberately telling Gao Yang that you can copy handwriting?
Xuanyuan Che's thin lips were pursed tightly, and his big, bony hands brushed over the corner of the table as if unintentionally, and took out another secret letter that had been hidden under layers of paper.

After tearing off the sealing strip on it, Xuanyuan Che's heart sank the more he looked down.

It said on it that it was the person he arranged in the palace to report the recent abnormal behavior of Xuanyuan Jie.

Xuanyuan Jie...

It's been really unusual lately.

At the very least, it is different from the child Xuanyuan Che knew in the past.

"Jay."

Xuanyuan Che murmured, raised his hands and pinched the center of his brows with some headaches.

What the hell are you trying to do with taking so much trouble to remind him?
"Facing the mirror, combing the yellow flowers, pasting the flowers, combing the black hair, raising the case and eyebrows, and growing old forever."

A woman with a delicate face is sitting in front of the bronze mirror, carefully dressing herself.

She was wearing a lavender cloud brocade neon dress today, with a layer of silvery plum blossoms embroidered on the outside of the neon dress, moving her body slightly, the layers of silver-white plum blossoms seemed to be really blooming on the skirt , extremely beautiful.

In addition, the woman's figure is already slender, and once she puts on the neon dress, it looks more like it has been tailor-made.

The woman's cloud temples have been combed, and a towering cloud temple hair is like the hairstyle of a fairy above the nine heavens, with a sense of ethereal and ethereal.

The woman's eyebrows are slender and long, and her pair of phoenix eyes seem to gather the cold stars in the world. They are obviously charming eyes with upturned tails, but there is a coldness in them, which makes people tremble all over.

The red lips used a little rouge to trace the shape, and finally, she took out a small wooden box for painting hidden at the bottom of the dressing table, picked it out with her little finger, and painted the color on her forehead.

Finally, a lifelike plum blossom was reflected in the forehead.

Looking at herself in the mirror who was charming and charming like a [-]-year-old girl, Zhao Feiyu only felt cold all over.

This dress, this hair accessory, this flower tin.

She can't forget her dream, and she can't forget it.

Zhao Feiyu stared blankly at the mirror, the woman who was in the prime of her life and whose face had not faded for a long time, suddenly raised her lips, evoking a somewhat sad smile.

"What day is it today?"

Grandma Liu, who was silently waiting by the door, heard the words, and replied softly: "If you go back to your mother, it's already the eighth day of the eighth day."

"It's the eighth day of the lunar new year..." Zhao Feiyu murmured in a low voice, she lifted her white wrist, revealing a section of fair lotus root arm, looking at herself whose skin was still smooth, Zhao Feiyu's expression was still sad.

The longevity lock tightly held in her hand was so tight that her palms felt a little sore.

Her Yu'er has been gone for ten days.

"On the first seven nights, your father fell ill in bed and couldn't sleep at night." Zhao Feiyu gently placed the longevity lock worn by a child on the table, pinched a corner, and used He wiped his embroidered handkerchief carefully.

It was obviously golden and bright, but Zhao Feiyu just felt that the longevity lock was stained with blood, stained with blood that could not be wiped off!

That red one, that hot one, that burning in front of her eyes, all of them are the blood left by her son in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation!

"Boom—" Zhao Feiyu's heart trembled violently, the sorrow and grief in her eyes spread deeply through her chest to her heart, and she trembled from the pain.

One was not held firmly, and the long-life lock fell to the ground along the table, making a crisp sound.

"Yuer... Yuer..."

Zhao Feiyu murmured Xuanyuanyu's name, picked up the longevity lock with a frenzied expression, and held it tightly in her arms, as if it was not a piece of lifeless, icy cold stone at all. Shackles, but a real deceitful general.

"Your Majesty, you are too sad!" With tears in her eyes, Nanny Liu stepped forward and fell to her knees with a "plop". "Your Majesty, you must take care of your own body, otherwise... otherwise, how can you feel at ease when the second prince is gone!"

"Go...go...who went? You just went!" Zhao Feiyu sternly shouted at Liu Mama.

"My Yu'er is fine, who dares to say that he has gone!"

"My lady..."

"Yu'er of my palace, I didn't go, I didn't go... Woohoo!" Queen Zhao Feiyu couldn't believe her own words at the end. Suo finally cried bitterly, with tears all over his face.

That is the baby she gave birth to in October after her hard work!

She was reluctant to let him suffer at all. She kept all the delicious food and drink for him since she was a child. Not wanting to lose face, he quietly sent a palace man to send him there.

In this way, she took him carefully from a baby who was waiting to be fed, and finally watched him grow up step by step, becoming the most qualified and honorable Prince Highness in the whole world.

She also fantasized that when Xuanyuanhan left and her Yu'er took the throne, she would let go of the power in charge of the harem and enjoy the family happiness.

Maybe... Maybe there is a little grandson around her knees, calling her Grandma Huang.

But all of this is gone...

All gone!
The makeup on Zhao Feiyu's crying face was all messed up, but she seemed to have forgotten the queen's etiquette, her identity as a queen, and even more the solemnity and prestige that a queen should abide by.

She just sat on the ground like that, holding a long life lock in her arms, like a woman in every temperament.Cry aloud for the things that hurt your heart.

Tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, one line after another.

The countless tears and the unresolved sorrow and sorrow in the eyes are all based on the sorrow of a mother!
Zhao Feiyu was crying, and Grandma Liu was beside her, and couldn't help but shed tears.

She can also be counted as watching Xuanyuan Yu grow up, although there are many things, Xuanyuan Yu is either in the prince's house or reading in the imperial study.

But such an excellent person... Suddenly, he disappeared as soon as he said it, and it was still in such a way that people in the future would despise him.

When she finally had enough crying, Zhao Feiyu's eyes were swollen, and her eyes were filled with scarlet. The sadness in her eyes not only did not melt away, but accumulated more and more, as if the waves were raging like a storm coming.

"Mother Liu." Zhao Feiyu shouted suddenly with a hoarse voice.

"Hey, the servant is here, the servant is here." Nanny Liu wiped her tears and responded repeatedly. "What are your orders?"

I thought it would mean putting away all Xuanyuan Yu's previous things, but unexpectedly, Zhao Feiyu said: "Go and prepare warm water, I have to redress."

"... Your Majesty?" Grandma Liu was taken aback.

"Go!" Zhao Feiyu frowned coldly and shouted coldly.

"Yes." Mama Liu's heart trembled, she answered and hurried out to prepare things.

When Zhao Feiyu got dressed again, it was already half an hour later.I don't know if it's because Zhao Feiyu cried a lot just now, but the makeup that was originally extremely charming now looks like a little girl's frailty.

"Your Majesty is still dressing up so late, but you want to go out?" Nanny Liu was beside her, unable to stop the surprise in her heart.

Since the second prince passed away, this was the first time she saw Zhao Feiyu dressed up so well, it must be said that it was very strange.

(End of this chapter)