Rebirth of the Queen in the Harem

Nian Shilan and Songzhi were kneeling on the ground with the secret guard's knife on their necks. Looking at Yinzhen who was hit by the knife, Nian Shilan's face was filled with joy, but the next second, Nian Shilan was not so happy. Yes, because the knife was not only pierced crookedly, but also not completely inserted.

Yinzhen took out the book hidden in his chest and threw it in front of Nian Shilan. Although there was blood on the tip of the knife, there was a book blocking it. What Yinzhen suffered was just a little skin injury.

"Hahahahaha, Your Majesty! It turns out that you have never believed in me!"

Nian Shilan laughed maniacally while watching this scene.

"In that case, Your Majesty, let me tell you something. The Emperor has not summoned his concubines for so long. Is it because he is recuperating from illness or because he is unable to favor his concubines? Or, please guess again, Your Majesty, these days No matter which concubines you have favored in the palace after the new year, they are not pregnant, but Concubine Shen is pregnant at once? Guess again, Your Majesty, who has the team of people left to me before my brother died?

Hahahahahaha, Your Majesty, you have plotted against me and deceived me all your life, but in the end, what did you get, hahahahaha..."

Nian Shilan was sometimes crazy, sometimes laughing crazily. After saying all this, he grabbed the hand of the secret guard in front of him who was controlling him, and used the knife in his hand to put it on his neck.

"elder sister!"

The bright red blood dripped slowly from the cold sword, and the blood flowing continuously from his neck dyed the pink and blue clothes on Nian Shilan's chest red, just like the bright red riding suit he wore when he first met Yinzhen. Pack.

Nian Shilan died in Songzhi's arms. Songzhi was so distraught that he picked up the sword lying in a pool of blood and chose the same death method as Nian Shilan.

It was daybreak, and the wound on his chest had scabbed over. Yinzhen staggered open the door, a little lost, and walked out step by step. Su Peisheng, who was anxious outside the door, saw Yinzhen's appearance and did not dare to disturb him. Followed behind silently.

"The noble Nian family, I am also a member of the Fujian Dynasty. I have been assisting in internal affairs for many years. I have learned about the virtues of the palace. You passed away so suddenly. I mourn deeply. I should posthumously designate you as a noble concubine to show my respect and give you a posthumous title." Her posthumous title is Imperial Concubine Dunsu."

Whether this decree was to make the world think that Yinzhen valued affection and righteousness and treated his predecessors favorably, or whether it was true and sincere, no one knows. Later generations only know that the imperial concubine Dunsu was buried and the emperor got drunk in the Yangxin Hall.

Nian Shilan's funeral has ended. Yi Xiu noticed that something was wrong with Yinzhen recently. She now seriously doubted whether Yinzhen knew something. Otherwise, how could he be so good and start investigating the Shenmeizhuang case?

At night, Yi Xiu lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Since Nian Shilan's death, she has been regarded as the most beneficial person in the harem. There is no guarantee that Yinzhen will not doubt her again, so she has to think of a way.

Yangxindian

"How far have things gone?"

In the dark room, Yinzhen sat beside the bed, unable to see the emotions on his face clearly.

"Reporting to the emperor, I haven't asked yet."

The secret guard knelt on the ground and told Yinzhen the true situation honestly.

"Was it tortured?"

"Not yet."

"Then use torture. You can torture any part of his body except his face until he tells the truth."

"Yes."

The secret guard knelt on the ground, listening to Yinzhen's cold words, and couldn't help but tremble. That man was not an ordinary person, but Yinzhen only needed to preserve his appearance, and left everything else as he pleased. From the looks of it, the one in his hand Things are very important to Yinzhen.

After the secret guard left, Yinzhen lay on the bed and took a deep breath, "Don't blame me for being cruel. It's just because you took something you shouldn't have."

Yinzhen was lying on the bed muttering to himself, as if he was feeling a little uneasy.

Early the next morning, as soon as Yi Xiu woke up, he heard good news coming from Jian Qiu.

"Mother, I've been found."

"Where are they now?"

"Our people came with news that they rushed to the palace in a hurry, but in desperation, they took the person back."

Jian Qiu's dark-colored girl was a little helpless. Originally, she just asked them to stop Zhen Huan and Yun Li appropriately, but they were busy doing so many times. With their intelligence, they could detect the meaning of this no matter what. As long as they did not enter the capital, everything would be over. Anhao, buy it. They didn't seem to understand what Yi Xiu meant, and kept rushing to the capital. In desperation, those people could only capture the person and keep him in captivity.

"If the prince has martial arts skills, can they suppress him?"

"Just to prevent King Guo from breaking through the siege, they gave him Cartilage Powder."

"Tell them to take good care of them and don't hurt anyone, especially the children."

Yi Xiu thought about it and felt that it was necessary to warn them to prevent them from acting lightly. If the child got into trouble again due to fear, it would be a waste of money.

"How's it going in the backyard?"

"Don't worry, Madam, everything is fine. Imperial Physician Wen will go and check on Madam Shen every time she comes to check Ping An's pulse. Madam, you can rest assured."

"Well, I hope everything goes well."