Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 702 Ranged
The sky is as cool as water at night, and under the night, everything is silent.

In Jiuyou Palace, Xiao Jiujiu is playing with Jiulianhuan, thinking about how to take them down one by one.

Ruan Mianmian saw him busy there, smiled, glanced at the door of the bedroom, looked away, and continued to look at the book in his hand.

Rongyu came over and brought the lampshade, cut off the wick with scissors, and said softly: "Mother, it's late at night, you are pregnant, go to bed earlier."

Ruan Mianmian was indeed a little tired, but what happened to Renshou Palace was unknown.

Rongyu said worriedly: "Mother, the empress dowager and the emperor will go to the funeral on the same day tomorrow, and the emperor probably won't be back tonight."

Feng Jiuyou let Liuyan come over to talk, she won't come back tonight, and she won't let her go.

She has indeed been feeling a little uncomfortable recently, as long as she is sincere, she can be regarded as a filial piety.In this way, there is no past.

In addition, tonight may not be peaceful.

He flipped through the books sleepily, put the books on the table, got up and walked over to the bed.Seeing that she was sleepy, Xiao Jiujiu slid down from the stool and pulled her sleeves.

"En?" Ruan Mianmian looked down at the pink and tender Xiao Jiujiu.

Xiao Jiujiu handed her the Jiulianhuan, yawning unceasingly: "Mother, Uncle Zixu said that as long as Xiaojiujiu cracks the Jiulianhuan, every time he comes to the palace, he will take Xiaojiujiu out of the palace to play."

Glancing at the Nine Links in his hand, the nine pure gold rings are connected, and there is no gap at all to tear them apart.

Seeing Xiao Jiujiu's eyelids constantly fighting up and down, she stretched out her hand to hug Xiao Jiujiu up, walked into the bed, and said to Rongyu as she walked, "Rongyu, go and get the gift from heaven in the box."

Xiao Jiujiu blinked her big black eyes, stretched out her chubby little hands and rubbed them: "Mother, what is God's gift?"

Here Rongyu came over with the gift from heaven and handed it to Ruan Mianmian.

"Tianci is a dagger that your father gave to mother a few days ago, it is extremely sharp." Ruan Mianmian put Jiu Lianhuan on the low table over there, and the dagger twirled slightly in the palm of his hand.

In the silent bedroom, there was a sound of metal equipment colliding, accompanied by a tiny spark.

"Ah?" Xiao Jiujiu's eyes widened, she looked at the disconnected Jiulianhuan in disbelief, and stayed where she was.

Rongyu also looked at it in surprise, unable to believe it.

Ruan Mianmian reached out and rubbed Xiao Jiujiu's little head: "Hey, isn't this untied?"

Hit the dagger into the scabbard and put it directly on the table.

Xiao Jiujiu opened her mouth, and the sleepy bug in her mind had already flown away.

"But it's untied, the nine circles are all broken?" After a while, Xiao Jiujiu said in a childish voice.

Ruan Mianmian pursed her lips and smiled lightly, holding Xiao Jiujiu in her arms and sitting in her arms: "Zi just said, do you want you to give him the complete Jiulianhuan?"

Xiao Jiujiu thought hard, then pursed her pink lips and shook her head: "No, Uncle Zixu said, as long as Xiao Jiujiu can untie Jiu Lianhuan, Xiao Jiujiu can follow him out of the palace in the future."

Ruan Mianmian smiled brighter: "Then it's okay, the nine chains are connected one after another, this is the best solution."

"Hey, Xiao Jiujiu, look, when mother opened it just now, it took only a blink of an eye." Ruan Mianmian continued, looking at Xiao Jiujiu who was staring at the disconnected Jiulianhuan and groping for her chin like an adult, Ruan Mianmian continued: "This is the fastest and most labor-saving way!"

Xiao Jiujiu showed a look of sudden realization, her eyes sparkled, and she stared at her with admiration: "Mother is so smart, Xiao Jiujiu thought about it all day and didn't figure it out."

Ruan Mianmian chuckled, hugged Xiao Jiujiu and said, "Xiao Jiujiu is very smart, but Xiao Jiujiu is reluctant to destroy it, and has too many worries."

After all, Xiao Jiujiu was too young to understand the hidden meaning in her words, but happily held the untied Nine Links and just had a good time.

Ruan Mianmian, who was holding him, fell into deep thought because of what she said just now.

Feng Jiuyou didn't touch Fang Ziwei, because she had too many worries.After all, the person in Renshou Palace is his grandma, the grandma who brought him up single-handedly.

Although the Fang family's power in the court is not as prominent as that of the Gu family back then, it is a century-old family with countless disciples.

Fang Ji is just such a daughter. If his daughter is in trouble, Fang Ji is upright and upright, but with Fang Qingyang's lessons learned from the past, if he wants him to kill his relatives righteously, it may be no problem.

It's just that in a person's life, whether it is long or short, just such a daughter died under the persecution of the court. If someone is bewitching and seducing her by the side, she will inevitably have a different heart.

She remembered what Feng Jiuyou said last night while hugging her, about the death of the Empress Dowager...

The empress dowager, that kind and majestic old man who was supposed to enjoy her old age peacefully, chose such a way to fulfill her beloved grandson.

Knowing that he had not lived long, and knowing that his body was getting worse, he drank a glass of poisoned wine at the last moment of sobriety.

She has always been smart and indifferent, because she is a woman standing at the pinnacle of power, deep in the backyard of the palace, constantly fighting for favor...

If she wants to keep that position, she has no means, no courage, how can she sit there all the time?
"Mother, mother, do you still have to wait for Daddy? Xiao Jiujiu is sleepy." After being excited, Xiao Jiujiu pulled her sleeves and rubbed her eyes in distress.

Ruan Mianmian then pulled her thoughts back to reality, smiled and patted Xiao Jiujiu's little face: "Wait no more, Daddy has important things to do today, let's have a good rest."

Wait until tomorrow to send the Empress Dowager and the Supreme Emperor to the funeral.

Rongyu undressed them, and fell asleep with Xiao Jiujiu in her arms.

In Renshou Palace, two people kneeled on the ground in front of the coffin.

But there are two people who are particularly eye-catching.

At the front is Feng Junxi, and at the back is Feng Changxi. Next to Feng Changxi is Princess Ruolin, and next to Princess Ruolin is Prime Minister Zixu.

As for the concubines of the Supreme Emperor, they were all kneeling slightly behind at the moment. In the past few days, several of them have fainted from crying.

At this moment, she was still sobbing softly, and her charming face was full of tears.

"The Emperor is here!"

In the hall, everyone was taken aback for a moment, then quickly turned around and saluted respectfully.

"See the emperor!"

The dragon-headed walking boots stepped in, carrying a burst of icy breath.Taking a light glance at the people in the hall, Feng Jiuyou stood there in awe.

"Free gift!"

After all, Feng Jiuyou didn't look at them, and strode towards the front.The person kneeling on the ground near the middle quickly moved to the side.

Feng Jiuyou knelt down at the front with an indifferent expression.

For a while, the hall was very quiet.The concubines of the Supreme Emperor who were still sobbing before did not dare to sob now.

He just covered his mouth with all his strength, for fear that he would cry out accidentally and make the emperor unhappy, so he would be pulled out and beheaded.

Before, there was a concubine who was crying so loudly that the emperor happened to come over. The emperor didn't like to cry, but the concubine didn't realize it, and was dragged out and beheaded in the end.

Now seeing the emperor coming, none of them dared to cry anymore.

In the brazier in front of the coffin, one piece of paper was burned, one after another, one after another.Feng Jiuyou didn't say anything, it just burned mechanically.

The fiery red flame danced slightly due to the wind in the middle of the night, reflecting the pained cheeks of everyone in the hall.

(End of this chapter)