Concubine Huang said she wanted to leave

Chapter 647
Just now, he only asked He Guanshi to prepare clothes for Shang Kelan, but did not prepare shoes for her.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of Weijin's mouth, as if he had thought of some good idea, he calmly looked away from Shang Kelan.

Wan'er's body was lying at Wei Jin's feet, her eyes were wide open unwillingly, Shang Kelan came to her, stopped slightly, bent down and reached out her hands, and closed her eyes for her.

Without sighing or accusing, Shang Kelan just looked at Wan'er's body calmly, and said to the people standing beside her, "Find someone to bury her, at least let her rest in peace."

Wei Jin didn't react at all, but his tone was a little more indifferent than the innocent feeling just now, which was indifferent to human life: "She has nothing to do with you, why do you want to ask for a burial place for her? It's not good for you, is it? Or are you born with a bodhisattva heart?"

As he spoke, Wei Jin shook hands and touched his lips, and laughed foolishly.

"No, I just hope that one day I will die at your hands inexplicably like this, and someone like me can plead with you and ask for a place to be buried for me."

There is no emotion in these words, and they are so reasonable.

Suddenly, the man's laughter stopped abruptly.

Wei Jin opened his mouth, intending to laugh at Shang Kelan, but for some reason, he looked at the corpse of Shang Kelan on the ground, and inexplicably felt a sense of irritability in his clothes.

After a while, Wei Jin flicked his sleeves, and said coldly: "As you like, I will arrange someone to wait on you. This Wan'er is dead, and you just happened to live in her Ting Yu Garden. My good mood tonight was all overwhelmed by this one." Women are defeated!"

After saying that, he turned and left, and the tall figure quickly disappeared into the corridor, and he didn't know where he went.

As soon as he left, Shang Kelan, who was half kneeling on the ground, collapsed powerlessly on the floor tiles as if all her strength had been sucked away.

She looked at the beautiful corpse in front of her with a pale face, her eyes were slightly dazed, and she muttered to herself: "I hope I don't really want to die by his hands."

Shang Kelan is not a god-man, she is just an ordinary woman, even though she is the queen of the Great Zhou Dynasty now, she only wants to be a wife and mother who will help her husband and raise her children.

But sometimes the simpler and more ordinary a wish is, the more difficult it seems to be realized.

Shang Kelan wanted to stay away from power disputes time and time again, and wanted to live a good life with Jin Yantang and Jin Qilan. It would be nice to have her elder brother and her parents by her side, but every time, the reality ran counter to her ideal.

That being the case, then she will stop being a coward, and just take advantage of this chaos to calm down all the disputes and chaos in the world!

At that time, no one should disturb her life anymore, right?

Perhaps due to Wei Jin's influence, gradually, such a crazy idea came to Shang Kelan's head.

In the sleeve, her trembling hands gradually calmed down.

At this time, an old man with a kind face and wearing a blue satin coat came in.

He bent his waist, lowered his head, and said respectfully in Shang Kelan's direction: "Girl, my servant will take you to Listen to Yuyuan. It's fine if you call me and the steward."

He and the steward, whom she met when she entered the prince's mansion just now, seemed to be Wei Jin's confidants.

Could it be that when Wei Jin said that he would find someone to serve him, he was referring to the steward?
However, it doesn't matter who serves him.

Outside, the cold wind blew in gently, and Shang Kelan's hair fluttered gently under the cold wind.

She slowly stood up from the ground, straightened her body, blessed the steward Chaohe slightly, and said softly: "Please trouble the steward and find a burial place for this girl."

The steward still lowered his head, and said in an old and gentle voice: "Miss, you are polite, these trivial matters will naturally be taken care of by someone, the servant will take the girl to listen to the rain garden first and have a rest."

"It's work."

She is quite respectful in her attitude towards and management.

The steward and steward turned sideways to let Shang Kelan go first, and then he held a lantern to illuminate Shang Kelan from behind so that she could see the road under her feet clearly.

On the promenade, two boys in gray clothes hurriedly lowered their heads and passed by the two of them, then turned into the hot spring room.

After a while, they saw a corpse wrapped in a mat, carried out Wan'er, and walked in another direction, not knowing where to bury her.

A few days passed, Prince's Mansion.

After recuperating in the mansion for a few days, the toxins in Yuchi's body had been suppressed, and his internal strength had recovered from [-]% to [-]%.

It's just that he can't easily use his internal strength now, otherwise the toxins in his body will be triggered, and if there is no medicine to suppress it, he will easily lose his life.

Yuchi suppressed this matter for the time being and did not let anyone know.

Going crazy before could be regarded as hurting his foundation, coupled with the insidious trick Wei Jin gave him a few days ago, the current Yuchi can be said to have old wounds that have not healed, and new wounds have been added.

At this point, the gate.

A carriage was parked in the snow, and a young man in a blue cloak came out from the Prince's Mansion.

His skin was pale, his face was completely bloodless, and he was holding a heater in his hand, as if he was extremely afraid of the cold.

On the horse's back, Ah Sheng wearing a gray jacket saw this, quickly jumped off the horse's back, stepped forward to support him and said, "Your Highness, your body has not recovered yet, do you really want to go to the palace now?"

Yuchi smiled slightly, and turned to look at him: "The longer the sacred decree is kept in the secret passage, the more uneasy I become. I won't be the only one in the palace who discovered the secret passage. Others are just one step ahead."

Hearing this, Ah Sheng pursed his lips, carefully helped him into the carriage, changed the subject, and reported to him: "According to the report from the secret guard we sent out, Miss Lan did not die in the Prince's Mansion." The only worry is that after Wei Jin took Miss Lan to the Prince's Mansion, he left her in the back house and ignored Miss Lan, it seemed that he had kidnapped Miss Lan just on a whim."

With a kick, Yuchi stepped into the carriage lightly.

After the curtain was lowered and he sat down in the carriage, he said slowly: "Wei Jin is not such an unreasonable troublemaker, let our people keep an eye on the Prince's Mansion, and we must not be slack in the slightest. Once there is any change, we must You must bring Miss Lan back immediately."

Knowing the seriousness of the situation, Ah Sheng didn't dare to be negligent, so he just got on the back of the horse, whipped the horse, and responded to the people behind: "Your Majesty understands, please rest assured, His Royal Highness!"

As soon as the words fell, the carriage left in the dust and drove towards the palace quickly.

At this time, inside the carriage.

There was a pot of tea on the coffee table, Yuchi held the stove in his arms, and did not move the hot tea in front of him.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his breathing was gentle and long, as if he had fallen asleep.

But in fact, an image of three legs standing up gradually emerged in his mind.

Yes, three legs.

He, Wei Jin, Wang Guifei.

Yuchi understands that the three of them, including himself, are the ones who restrain each other and who are most likely to ascend the throne. He has a faint premonition that the world will unite for a long time, and once the war between the Jin Kingdom and the Great Zhou Dynasty heats up, perhaps Guo, Fengguo and Ruiguo will also be involved.

And the one born in the chaos of war will surely be the monarch of a new dynasty!
(End of this chapter)