All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

The two of them sat in the outer hall in silence.

The tea on the table had long since cooled down, and it was gloomy outside. The dark clouds were low and crumbling, as if they were about to fall.

The discussion in the inner hall stopped at some point. After a short moment of silence, bursts of suppressed crying suddenly came out.

The handkerchief in Concubine Hui's hand was tightly twisted, and as soon as she looked towards the door following the sound, she saw Eunuch Lin pushing open the door, with an old face full of tears, and shouting heartbreakingly at the door. shouted:

"Your Majesty... passed away!"

In an instant, the figures outside the room shook. After a small exclamation, they fell to their knees on the ground one after another.

The small cries grew louder and gradually turned into howls.

Concubine Hui clutched the handkerchief tightly, stood up from the table, and even staggered and almost fell as she walked towards the door.

"Miss!"

Eunuch Lin wiped away his tears and hurried to help her, "You have to take care of yourself!"

Concubine Hui's face was stiff, and she slowly pushed away Eunuch Lin's hand that was holding her, lowered her head to cover her face with a handkerchief, and sobbed.

Queen Yang came over and patted her back, with a sad look on her face, and there were tears in her eyes, but she held back the tears.

"Eunuch Lin, please go down."

Queen Yang looked at him and said with choked words: "Just do what you have to do. You were present and heard His Majesty's last words before his death."

"The country cannot live without a king for a day, not to mention that Chongjing is far away in Lanzhou, and he is worthy of being a great helper. There are only four highnesses at the moment."

Eunuch Lin responded sadly, then stepped out and went to work.

The dark clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower, and several sweet-scented osmanthus trees not far away were rustling in the wind, shaking off broken flowers all over the ground.

Concubine Hui slowly raised her head, pretending to wipe the non-existent tears on her face with the handkerchief in her hand, and looked at Queen Yang beside her with red eyes.

"Thank you sister."

Queen Yang didn't have much reaction to her thank you, but when she heard the word "sister", she subconsciously frowned.

Concubine Hui noticed the tears in her eyes. After being stunned for a moment, she covered her face and asked with a smile:

"Why is my sister really crying? Could it be that she regrets it?"

"regret?"

Queen Yang sneered, as if she had heard some big joke, she was so excited that the tears in her eyes fell down from the corners of her eyes.

She stretched out her hand to brush away the tears with an expressionless expression, and her expression showed indescribable joy when she turned her head.

"Who is he? Is he worthy of my tears?"

These tears were for her sister who met a tragic fate, her husband who was tortured to death, and her 24 years of darkness.

Emperor Qi...

Good to die!

He is considered dead!

Empress Yang took a deep look at the open door of the inner hall, and a nameless rage in her heart almost burned her reason away.

She said she didn't care about the people around her. At this moment, she wanted to cut his body into pieces, peel off the skin and cramps, chop it into pieces and feed it to wild dogs!

Bitch! ! !

What a good death!What a good death! ! !

Concubine Hui was startled by the sudden coldness in her eyes. Seeing that Eunuch Lin was about to come back, she finally reached out and pulled her sleeve.

"Sister, be careful. Even if you're not crying for him, you still have to pretend."

Concubine Hui squeezed out two tears from her eyes as she spoke. She put the handkerchief on her eyes and rubbed them until they turned red. They looked no different from those who had cried loudly.

Empress Yang calmed down her expression slightly, but did not imitate her and burst into tears. Instead, she lowered her eyes and showed a lifeless gesture without saying a word.

……

When the news of Emperor Qi's death reached Shuanghua Palace, it was already the next day.

It's no wonder that Shuanghua Palace is not well-informed. Very few people move around this place, and Xiao Qi has not been out for a long time in order to conserve energy.

In addition, the people in their room don't go out very often, so naturally they don't know much about these things.

If Caitang and Jianchun hadn't gone out to get things as usual this morning and saw the white cloth and white lanterns all over the palace, it would have been much later that the news of Emperor Qi's death would have reached their ears.

Ning Yan never expected that what was supposed to come would come anyway.

But this time the death of Emperor Qi seems to have little to do with Jiang Yuanqi, and there is no plot of forcing the emperor into the palace that appears in the original book.

Before going to bed that night, Ning Yan put her arms around Jiang Shuangxu's waist and rolled into his arms.

"Jiang Shuangxu, what did you and Jiang Yuanqi talk about that night?"

She was really curious.

The cause of Emperor Qi's death could never be just a normal illness. There must be some hidden secret that she didn't know about.

Hearing this, Jiang Shuangxu hugged her back gently.

"Really want to know?"

"think."

She nodded, her eyes extremely candid.

Jiang Shuangxu didn't intend to hide it from her, so he pressed her into his arms, lowered his head to her ear, and spoke softly.

"We talked about some old things, about Concubine Hui and my mother-in-law."

He half-opened his eyes, staring vaguely at the curtains on the inside of the bed, with no trace of sleepiness in his eyes.

Ning Yan couldn't help but sigh after hearing the story between Concubine Hui and the late queen.

"Your father is really unkind and unjust."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this is bad, don't imitate him."

Jiang Shuangxu reached around with one hand and pinched his earlobe, then pecked Ning Yan's cheek with his lips.

"will not."

Ning Yan's cheek felt a little itchy from his kiss, and she couldn't help but twist her head to hide, but she was held in his arms and couldn't move.

She was fussing for a while, then suddenly she had a flash of inspiration and suddenly understood something.

"Jiang Shuangxu, I think I know."

Jiang Shuangxu raised his eyebrows, "What do you know?"

"Should the relationship between Concubine Hui and the Queen get better in the future?"

It is said that these two people have never got along, but now it seems that the rumors are not entirely true.

This is the friendship that killed the scumbag together, so we won't get along badly.

Ning Yan looked up from his arms, her eyes bright.

Jiang Shuangxu chuckled, covered her eyes with one hand, and pressed her into his chest.

"I don't know if their relationship is good or not, but I know that if you don't sleep, I will do something else."

Ning Yan's face turned red when he said it, and she slapped his hand away dissatisfied, "How could you do this!"

"Why not?"

Jiang Shuangxu restrained her waist with his hands, preventing her from moving.

Ning Yan blushed and choked him: "It's a national mourning now, why do you only think about this kind of thing?"

"Oh, what does that have to do with me?"

Jiang Shuangxu was affectionate without any trace of sadness, as if the person who died was not his father, but an insignificant stranger.

In fact, he really didn't care either.

Ning Yan was stunned for a moment, then saw the man reaching out and pinching her cheek, and asked with a slight smile:

"What's wrong? When you look at me with this expression, do you think I'm cold-blooded and heartless, or are you saying that I'm just as heartless and unjust as him?"

Ning Yan's eyes widened and she almost jumped out of bed.

"When did you learn to sneak up and bite back!"

"I have never said such a thing! Don't falsely accuse me!"

"It doesn't matter to me what you say."

Jiang Shuangxu snorted and hugged him tighter.

So close that Ning Yan pressed her cheek against his chest and heard the rapid and powerful heartbeat.

Bang, bang, bang.

Like raindrops falling into a calm lake, ripples appear in circles.

It took her a long time to wait for the following words from Jiang Shuangxu:

"No one is more important to me than you."