Your Majesty, I'm Guilty

Seeing that Gu Wenjun was deep in thought, Liu Xi whispered a reminder: "childe Gu, you are tired today. I'll take you back to rest first. We can think about leaving the palace in the long run."

She seemed to wake up suddenly.

Gu Wenjun couldn't say what she wanted to say. She was stunned and slowly opened her mouth: "no, let's go to see Di Tao first."

"Yes, Mr. Gu." Liu Xi naturally answered without hesitation.

Di Tao is healing in Tai hospital. Gu Wenjun is now living in Tai hospital. It's the same on both sides.

It happened that Liu Xi also suffered a big disaster this time.

He was hit by the board and forced to use the skill. He happened to visit Di Tao in the Tai hospital and looked at his own injury.

Liu Xi didn't dare to neglect it any more. He soon asked someone to send a sedan chair to take Gu Wenjun to the Taiyuan hospital.

Although when I came over, it seemed that it was not so far to the palace of CI Ning. But Xiao Yunyi forced her to take her.

When Gu Wenjun looked back, the palace buildings were endless, and there was no shadow of Zaochu workshop. So the distance is actually longer than she thought.

From this, Gu Wenjun also caught a glimpse of the martial arts of Princess Yun Yi, little mother Chang and those palace maids who seemed to be easily defeated. Each of them only had lightness skills, but they were strong, but they still lost to his Majesty's men.

The value of force in this world is really unfathomable.

Her brain may be good enough.

But the skills of modern fighting, coupled with this weak body, are still not enough.

Gu Wenjun sighed and sat in the sedan chair. She also wanted to let Liu Xi get on the sedan chair together. After all, he was injured and probably fought with the palace maids around the princess. His face was very bad.

But Liu Xi refused to say anything and stubbornly walked past.

"Whoever makes me make a mistake will have to suffer! Your majesty sent me here to receive punishment. Don't think so much about me. As long as you protect yourself, your majesty is happy, so am I!"

Gu Wenjun had no choice but to go back to Tai hospital like this.

On their side, it was a mild gesture.

Although there are some doubts, it's over to ask clearly.

However, your majesty can't let go as easily as Gu Wenjun.

The Holy Wrath is a punishment from heaven.

It's hard to describe the storm, lightning and thunder. The scene of the emperor getting angry in the imperial concubine Ji's palace. The mighty waves are full of anger.

You know, just a moment ago, imperial concubine Ji was still lying on the beauty couch, gently swinging her graceful and beautiful body. She was elated, ordered by Yiqi, and her charming face turned into a painting.

Three or four palace maids stood in front of the desk and wrote a copy of the Diamond Sutra for imperial concubine Ji.

When imperial concubine Ji went to CI Ning palace, Empress Dowager Chang punished imperial concubine Ji for copying a whole Scripture a hundred times. When she finished copying it, when can she go to visit the Empress Dowager.

Later, he was imprisoned by his majesty for Xibi.

Imperial concubine Ji can't get out of the Palace door. Concubine Ji couldn't see anyone outside.

But even if she was locked up, concubine Ji wouldn't bother her slender jade hands to copy the scriptures of the ghost Lao Zi.

But she was punished by the emperor and abandoned a well-trained palace maid.

The more this time, the more imperial concubine Ji cannot leave empress dowager Ji.

So imperial concubine Ji thought of an idea under the encouragement of Wang Changgui who returned to the palace. As like as two peas in the palace, she found her maid in writing, and they learned to imitate their own handwriting, until they had done the same thing, and then let them start to praise and copy.

After confinement.

Imperial concubine Ji can go to see the Empress Dowager.

"I'm not at ease about losing money. I sent my confidant, Wang Changgui, to the Ji family to report the news, but what happened!" concubine Ji held a fire in her stomach. "Not only the Ji family has no definite news, but the palace hasn't fallen into good shape. It's all cheap for the old man Ji Yueran! The palace is still her niece! As soon as there is an accident, she can't wait to get rid of the relationship. Bah!"

Even if she knew that she wanted to curry favor with the "Empress Dowager Ji", imperial concubine Ji also had a lot of resentment in her heart.

"If we really want to copy the Vajra Sutra a hundred times, when will it be copied? We can't copy it until we die. We just care about the Empress Dowager for fear of her accident. As a result, she punished us like this. Do you want to break our hand!"

Although Ji Guifei didn't recognize it at all, the order was a fake empress dowager Chang.

But it didn't affect her at all.

Her dissatisfaction with empress dowager Ji has not been a day or two.

Not to mention that she was despised by her majesty, she still hasn't shared a bed with her majesty. Even her immovable status has made imperial concubine Ji more and more restless. When the emperor was alive, Empress Dowager Ji was the queen as soon as she entered the palace.

When her majesty ascended the throne, she was just a Ji Guifei.

If there is a queen in this palace, whether it is the daughter of the other six parts or the Pearl of the auxiliary Lord's eye. Just Ji Qingqing.

But the latter is empty.

It gave Ji Qingqing more desire and greed.

The more your majesty treats her indifferently, the more she wants to hold the only desire for power in her hand, and the more she wants to control herself up and down in the palace. If you don't even have these, Ji Qingqing, the imperial concubine, will be even more boring.

Among the palace maids who copied scriptures, one was quite clever.

Seeing that Ji Qingqing was depressed, she opened her mouth and said, "what's bothering your imperial concubine? It's said that after sleeping all night, she was thrown out by your majesty with people and bedding. Up to now, there's nothing below! Don't bother your empress. No one in this palace can match her position in your Majesty's mind!"

Xibi's story has been secretly spread all over the world for a long time.

Nothing new.

But every time she heard it, Ji Qingqing was in a better mood.

Immediately, other palace maids answered, "that's what the bitch named zibi is, and she deserves to climb your Majesty's Dragon bed! It's her blessing that your majesty didn't kill her!"

"Your Majesty should understand what Xibi is. Therefore, my mother should be more happy now and take good care of herself. When the confinement is over, she will be able to make your majesty change her mind!"

As everyone knows, Ji Qingqing's maid in waiting was killed alive by her majesty.

Although the punishment was terrible and in danger.

But it also meant that this higher position was empty, and all the palace maids in the hall scrambled to climb up, hoping to win the identity of the great palace maiden, so they had to curry favor with Ji Qingqing than before.

Ji Qingqing twisted her eyebrows and sneered unhappily: "it's really over to wash Bi, but there's a male and female Gu Wenjun!"

The maid of honor hurriedly advised: "don't worry, madam. Grandpa Wang has begun to do it. If Grandpa Wang goes out, there's anything else he can't do. She will certainly make her wish come true."

"Yes, Grandpa wang hasn't come back yet. He must be torturing Gu Wenjun!"

"Who makes him a big man, but he has a face that makes his mother unhappy. It's Gu Wenjun's bad luck!"

Countless Shuncheng's words kept coming to Ji Qingqing's ears, scrambling to please Ji Qingqing.

Having heard enough, Ji Qingqing was satisfied at last.

Just thinking of Gu Wenjun's gorgeous face becoming a mass of flesh and blood, Ji Qingqing felt a joy in her heart, and even the boredom trapped in the palace was dispersed. She raised her red lips and smiled darkly: "that's right! It's Gu Wenjun's fault that he had the wrong face!"

The maids all cooperated in flattery.

No one thought there was anything wrong with this vicious means.

That Xibi is angry with Ji Qingqing and wants to compete for his Majesty's favor. Naturally, she is the enemy. But Gu Wenjun is just an innocent outsider who comes in from outside the palace. He won't be much involved with Ji Qingqing at all.

But even so, Ji Qingqing was unwilling to let go.

"When Wang Changgui returns to the palace, you remember to remind him to think clearly about Gu Wenjun's face and describe it in detail with the palace. How is Gu Wenjun's face destroyed!"

Just when Ji Qingqing was satisfied, she thought everything was under her control.

A cold drink sounded, and Ji Qingqing was dazed in an instant.

"Don't remind me! Imperial concubine, Wang Changgui can't speak now!"

A motionless body rolled into Ji Qingqing's palace from the threshold until it reached the foot of the couch where Ji Qingqing was lying. Then it stopped with a "click" and froze.

As soon as the head tilted, the body lay on its side, revealing a ferocious face full of blood.

The man spat out bright red blood in his mouth, stained the whole facial features, and even couldn't recognize his original appearance.

If Ji Qingqing hadn't seen the clothes, the crimson eunuch clothes and the dark embroidered lines, it was clearly the clothes of Wang Changgui, the great Eunuch in her palace. Ji Qingqing really didn't dare to recognize them.

He is Wang Changgui!

Wang Changgui, bleeding from his mouth, whispered hoarsely, "Madam... Madam, help me..."

"Poof!"

Another pool of blood gushed from that mouth.

Ji Qingqing screamed and rolled down from the couch. The long gorgeous skirt slipped through the blood, causing Ji Qingqing to stumble and almost fall miserably. But the maids who had been around the desk had no time to help their imperial concubines.

They all lay on the ground with hands and feet, head and eyes down, and bowed to the slender and wide figure at the door. They were all scared to death like Ji Qingqing.

I was so frightened that I forgot the big gift of asking for orders to shout "long live".

But fortunately, the superior existence did not look at them, only regarded them as a mole ant, and how to account for such trivial things.

He just said coldly, "just in time, I'm free. Why don't I tell you what happened to Gu Wenjun's face."

The voice was as gloomy as black ink that could not be assimilated. In an instant, it filled Ji Qingqing's magnificent palace and gradually darkened everything. It's like the world will fall apart.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Several things were thrown in one after another from the outside.

Everyone was silent and thought they were living. But the sound is wrong! People's body is so heavy, how can it be so light. A little bolder looked up and found that there were more than a dozen eunuch clothes soaked in blood. They smelled rotten and gave off a pungent smell.

A palace official elongated his voice and explained, "these are soaked in corpse water. The corpses can't be found. Just dig out the clothes. You can't send them back completely. I hope the imperial concubine will understand!"

"Ah ah ah!"

Ji Qingqing was finally driven crazy and kept screaming.

That face could have been called delicate and gorgeous, but now the snow-white and delicate skin shrinks like a wrinkled rag. Her heart drove her body into a spasm. Her eyes turned over, her hands and feet trembled, and she fainted suddenly.