The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 175 Dripping Water ([-])
The noon sun in late spring is also quite vicious, and there is a lot of singing and singing outside the house, which is in stark contrast to the tense stalemate inside the hall.

The pear blossoms outside the window are in full bloom, and the faint fragrance is carried into the hall by the wind.The empress is afraid of ghosts and cold, so the charcoal basin is still burning in the palace. At first, when there were not many people in the palace, she didn't notice it, but now the palace guards and concubines surrounded the room, which naturally made people feel uncomfortable and breathless.

Yun Shan was already drenched in sweat, and she was even more terrified in her heart. Even her high temples were stained with sweat, sticking lifelessly to her face.The jet-black hair resembles the water plants of the royal lake, making people feel sick when they look at it.

Although the queen was tired of losing her son, and she was furious because she knew about Yunshan's rebellious behavior, but what she said just now that Chengxiang would not live in peace after death was very cruel.

Wan Lai sighed that she had a vicious mind, but when she thought about it carefully, Yun Shan had only betrayed herself and indirectly killed Shu Shujue Luo Shi, so she already hated her to the bone and wanted to swallow her alive, let alone the revenge of losing her son?
She glanced at the queen with a sneer, what could be hidden under her seemingly graceful face?

If she hadn't killed Yunshan's child first, how could Yunshan have easily betrayed her, and even more viciously wanted to take her life?

In fact, she couldn't hear the deep meaning in what the queen said.

Now that Wanyan and Concubine Yi are grasping this matter, they will naturally not leave her a way of life. If she angers the Queen by talking nonsense at this moment, even her dead child will not be able to find peace.

A faint light flickered in her eyes. She was originally terrified and helpless, but gradually turned into despair and fearlessness.She sneered, struggling to get up with a ferocious face like a sprite: "Empress, do you need to explain anything?" As she spoke, she suddenly pulled out the hairpin from her forehead and stabbed at Wannao.

The imperial guards were quick-eyed and quick-handed, and before everyone could react, they had already pushed Yunshan to the ground.

She dangled the pearl hairpin in her hand, and roared angrily: "Niu Hulu Wannai! You plotted against me, and you were the one who wanted to kill me! I burned that doll early in the morning, and the one you found must be deliberately framed." On my body!"

Wanyu was not afraid of her at all, instead she stepped forward two steps, leaned over and snatched Zhuchai Shengsheng from her hand: "You did this, who can wrong you?" She laughed, leaning close to Yunshan's ear, Whispering softly: "If it weren't for the ghost in your heart to say something, what's the use of me trapping you?"

"Bitch!" Yunshan struggled desperately but was ruthlessly escorted by the imperial guards, unable to move at all. Tears rolled down from the corners of her mouth, mingled with saliva, and she spat deeply at Wannai: "I used to be in the mansion. Seeing that you have plotted against many people, I think I know your temperament best, but I still have it in your hands without realizing it!"

Wanyu nodded disapprovingly and replied: "You and this palace are good or bad, master and servant. If you want to say something, you can say it happily." She shook her head respectfully and bowed to the queen: "Is there any chance for you to poison the queen and murder the emperor's heir?" Fate to see tomorrow's sunrise is unknown. After all, after today, I can't open my mouth. If you want to say it now, let's say it happily."

The queen took two steps forward and looked down at Yunshan. The light and shadow that slanted into the window at noon happened to cast a bright light on her body, but there was still a thick layer of gloom on her face: "I want to know, why did you attack Chenghu?" ?”

Yunshan raised her head, and her words showed a bit of disdain out of thin air: "Chenghu and Chengxiang Chengqing were raised together in elder brother's house, and Chengxiang and Chengqing both passed away. How can you know that it's not you, the empress, who can't manage the harem well? My child is gone, but your child has taken the limelight, how can I not hate it?"

The queen saw that she was safe and did not disclose her crimes after all, so she changed her expression and said indifferently: "What do you mean, is my crime?" The queen paused for a moment, and then deliberately emphasized : "The disease of Fengfeng is a natural disaster. Even if I can cover the sky with one hand, I don't have the ability to fight against the sky. But now the disease is coming back, but it is a man-made disaster carefully arranged by you. Since you can't let go of your My child, I will grant you to meet him on the road to Huangquan, so that we can reunite with each other as a mother and child."

Yun Shan was pressed to the ground, struggling to shake her body, and weeping: "My concubine would like to thank the empress for fulfilling her wish, but I still have a wish, and I hope my empress will agree."

The queen said coldly: "You say."

There was a faint smile on Yunshan's lips, but her eyes were as dim as a pool of stagnant water: "Chengxiang was raised in elder brother's house since childhood, and even saw the wet nurse and nanny more often than concubines. Concubines are afraid that she will forget. I don't want to look like a concubine, so I just ask the empress to leave the whole body of my concubine, so that my concubine can go underground and recognize Cheng Xiang decently. In this way, there will be no regrets."

The queen looked at her coldly, and raised her hand to order the guards to let her go: "Bai Ling's dagger and poisoned wine are not considered decent ways to die, and your crimes are heinous, and this palace will not let you be so comfortable, so go Yes. But you have to be respectful to see your child, I am the same mother as you, so I can understand it in my heart."

As she spoke, she ordered Qingyue to take the bowl of already cold soup and pour it on the spruce forehead hair.

The decoction poured down, Yun Shan closed her eyes and held her breath, not daring to say a word.

The queen dropped the empty bowl on the carpet in the hall, and said expressionlessly: "But it is precisely because I and you are both mothers that I can't forgive your vicious thoughts of killing my child!" She slightly After a pause, Yunshan opened his eyes before asking: "How did you feel just now?"

Yunshan frowned and didn't answer, the queen smiled darkly: "This cold soup is dripping on your forehead, you don't feel any pain, itching or moaning, I see, it's water torture, it's more suitable for you."

The empress was tortured by dripping water, and everyone in the hall didn't know why, and all their eyes were on her.

The queen turned around with a flick of her sleeves, turned her back to Yunshan, and wrote lightly: "When I was young, I heard some secret stories about Emperor Xin, King Zhou of Shang, from my wet nurse. It is said that one day, King Zhou was walking in the garden and was responsible for The servant who poured the water was a little careless and spilled the boiling water in the pot. It happened that a drop fell on King Zhou's robe. King Zhou was tyrannical, and the servant was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy. Unexpectedly, King Zhou didn't take it seriously Smiled, and looking at the water stains on the robe, asked him if he knew about 'drip water wears stone'?"

The queen waved her arms and stroked her gorgeous sleeves: "The servant replied 'know', so King Zhou ordered someone to imprison him, set up a platform to fix him on it, and put a container on his forehead. , the container is filled with water, and only a small hole is drilled at the bottom of the container. The servant sits under the platform, and the water drips from the small hole, and the separation falls on the head of the servant. At the same time, King Zhou arranged for a group of palace servants to serve Watching the servant, eating and drinking, offering until the dripping water makes the black hair fall off, pass through the scalp, seep into the brain, and watch him be tortured to death like this.

(End of this chapter)