Shengjing Conspiracy

Xueye's palace seemed to be much quieter than usual.

The palace lady carried the silver bone charcoal and walked to the bedroom. Because it was dark and no one cared, she raised her face and yawned, muttering the following dirty words in her mouth, and walked into the courtyard step by step on the snow.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, the maid suddenly shivered. She rubbed her arms and looked around the courtyard, and found that there were deep and light marks on the ground, like shoe prints, or small women's feet, but it was too dark for her to see clearly. What color are the shoe prints.

Walking forward looking for footprints, he walked straight to the door of the room. The maid was puzzled, could it be that the master had ink on his feet and came out for a while?

The more she thought about it, the more strange it became, the maid slowly pushed open the door, and the smell of blood was so strong that it made people sick.

The palace maid scrambled to the table to light candles on her soft legs, and saw countless large characters written on the wall of the bedroom, the blood-colored "Anping stealing the country" pierced her eyes, and the palace maid's limp and trembling legs Finally unable to hold on anymore, he fell limply to the ground.

The wind outside the door blew in, and something seemed to be shaking in the corner of her eyes. The maid stiffly shifted her gaze, and when she moved to the center of the bedroom, she saw a white silk hanging from the beam, and the figure hanging on it swayed.

The candlelight was also swayed by the wind outside the door. The palace lady looked at the face reflected by the candlelight in horror. It was a pale face with red lips that looked like blood. The beautiful eyes in the past were wide open. It was covered in bloodshot eyes, as if she was staring at something viciously, and there were two lines of blood and tears on her beautiful face.

"Your highness, your concubine!!"

The shrill screams pierced through the dormitory, it was destined to be a sleepless night.

……

In another part of the palace, Emperor Anping sat on the bed with his eyes closed, holding a string of emerald rosary beads in his hand.

The old eunuch filled the ashes of the censer, walked back to the bed, and handed Emperor Anping a cup of tea, "Your Majesty, Concubine Hui committed suicide, and wrote a lot of outrageous words on the wall before she died."

"Anping steals the country? She is still worse than her aunt." Emperor Anping said flatly, holding his cup and sipping a sip, with a trace of mockery on his face, "The fifth is even worse than her."

The old eunuch took the cup, "Your Majesty, what do you think King Rui should do?"

Emperor Anping looked at the rosary in his hand silently, and said for a long time: "I am getting old, I can't move anymore, the old five can't fight them, I can protect them for a while, but I can't protect them forever, didn't Wen Youqing say that the assassination was done by the old five? That's what he did, let's get this over with."

"Your Majesty is wise."

Emperor Anping glanced at him, "Shut up your compliments, I'm about to die, can't I hear some truth from you!"

The old eunuch smiled helplessly, "What did your Majesty say? You must live a long life."

Ever since Emperor Anping was a prince, the old eunuch who was still a young eunuch has been serving him. After so many years, it can be said that Emperor Anping and the old eunuch get along more like brothers than master and servant, and some innocuous jokes are less so. I care about it.

There was a whistling wind outside, Emperor Anping leaned on the bed, looked at the bright yellow top of the bed, his eyes were empty, "Live a long life? I will go crazy, but originally there is one person in this palace, they are all lunatics..."

The old eunuch supported Emperor Anping to lie down, walked to the small couch beside him and sat down, looked at the candlelight and sighed, but he didn't know what he was sighing for.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and in this night, the hidden undercurrent is surging.

……

On the second day, Concubine Hui died, King Rui subdued, and the palace banquet ended so abruptly, as if someone pressed the end button on purpose to force the end.

Wen Youqing found out about it while eating breakfast. Hearing the news, he silently finished the porridge in the bowl, wiped his mouth clean, got up and left.

"So anxious?" Jing Yun grabbed his hand, "Eat another egg."

"I can't eat." Before Wen Youqing finished speaking, Jing Yun dragged her into her arms and sat on her lap, "I really can't eat anymore, don't make trouble."

Jing Yun pushed the egg away, stuffed the egg white into his mouth, and put the egg yolk into a small bowl, and he will eat the chicken legs later.

Poke the cheeks of the person in his arms, and the soft cheeks sunk into a small dimple. General Luocha, who makes the enemy fearful on the battlefield, always has some strange hobbies.

"Yan Yan has gained some weight recently, and her legs don't crunch so much when she hugs her." As she spoke, she pinched the soft flesh on Wen Youqing's waist in an extremely hooligan way.

"There's nothing serious in the morning, let go, I'm going to find Shang Lanqing." Wen Youqing squinted his eyes and patted the man's big hand away, thinking that it would be strange if he wasn't fat, and he would feed ducks three times a day in exchange for If it is a pig, it can be slaughtered at this time.

Pushing Jing Yun away in annoyance, coming out like this is nothing more than not wanting him to go to the East Palace, and his thoughts are all written on that handsome face.

Jing Yun pretended to be sad and stood at the door with his hands in his hands. After confirming that Wen Youqing had gone far away, he put away his face and changed back to that solemn and stern expression. He put his hands in his hands and said, "Where is the prison going to release people today?"

An San appeared behind him silently, and he responded, "What is the general going to do?"

"Send Wen Yunzhu back, and An Guogong kidnapped him." Jing Yun patted his sleeves, walked back to the house, and picked up the chicken legs to eat, with his hands stuck in the orange fur. You can also chat for comfort.

……

Shanyuan happened to be there when Wen Youqing arrived in the East Palace, but this time he didn't hide. The two stood in front of the desk looking at the same painting, with a relaxed expression, as if the outside affairs had nothing to do with them.

"I knew you would come, Youqing, so I've been waiting for you here." Shang Lanqing seemed in a good mood, and the smile on his face was a little more sincere.

Shanyuan glanced at Wen Youqing indifferently, sat down on a chair beside him, and started drinking tea, which seemed to be saying, don't worry about me when you chat slowly.

Wen Youqing stood at the door and did not go in. He pursed his lips and looked at Shang Lanqing, his brows were gloomy, and he said after a long time: "King Rui has never been your opponent, there is no need to kill them all."

Although I don't know much about King Rui, Wen Youqing can still tell that King Rui is a fool who listens to many compliments, not enough to be an enemy of Shang Lanqing.

"Youqing, you wronged me this time." Shang Lanqing looked at him aggrievedly, "I swear, I haven't had time to do it this time. I also knew this this morning."

This doesn't seem like a fake, but if it's not Shang Lanqing, who is it?

The only one who can do this in the palace is the prince and the emperor, but the emperor has no reason to kill his wife and son if he is free?

Wen Youqing stared suspiciously at Shang Lanqing's face, trying to find a little bit of camouflage from his face, but found nothing, he was discouraged, wiped his face and said: "There is one more thing. "

"Tell me." Shang Lanqing looked at the scroll, picked up a pen and dipped it in ink, and said with a chuckle, "I must know everything."

"You sent the killer that day, right?" Wen Youqing said softly, "Do you want to kill me? Or do you want to use the grace of saving your life to force me to choose?"

Wen Youqing recalled that slap that was not heavy, it was not his illusion, what the killer said that day was very strange, as if he was acting.

The pen hanging on the drawing paper trembled, and a drop of thick ink fell, leaving a dark imprint. There was a flaw in this painting. Shang Lanqing frowned when he saw the ink stain, he put down the pen, and deeply Glancing at Wen Youqing, he smiled helplessly, as if Wen Youqing was an ignorant child, "Youqing, you will never learn to play dumb, sometimes it's boring to speak too clearly."

"That's right, so people like me don't live long, right?" Wen Youqing raised the corners of her mouth and said with a smile, "You should have written both the Border Town case and the Ghost Soldier case. I know that when the crown prince colluded with the Jiuli tribe." Duo, are you going to kill me?"

"I won't kill you." Shang Lanqing walked up to him, "I sent the killer, it's just one of the links, it won't hurt you."

Wen Youqing stared at his face, took half a step back, "I almost died, a palm that doesn't do much harm to ordinary people is fatal to me, Your Royal Highness, you are careful at every step, but you don't know how to predict. There are too many things that you don't know, and there are too many things that you can't control...You can do it yourself."

Walking out of the East Palace, Wen Youqing saw Mr. An who was guarding the gate, "Good day, Mr. An."

"Master Wen, why don't you stay a little longer? Every time you come to the prince, you will be happy for a long time." Eunuch An's kind smile is very soothing, and he raised the food box in his hand, "I just made chestnut cakes, don't eat a few pieces before eating." Shall we go, or Master Wen take it back to eat?"

Every time I come here, there seems to be chestnut cakes...but when did he say he likes chestnut cakes?

Wen Youqing looked at the food box in a daze, and in her mind was the scene of getting along with Shang Lanqing when she was young. At that time, Shang Lanqing was not what she is now.

Shang Lanqing is three years older than Wen Youqing, so it is reasonable for the older one to protect the younger one, but in fact, the little Shang Lanqing has a very soft personality, and he is not the biggest prince, even if he is a prince, he has been secretive since he was a child. Being bullied, on the contrary Xiaowen Youqing's character is stronger.

It is more appropriate to say that he is strong rather than charming. The grandson raised by the old An Guogong, some people are willing to follow him when he is charming. What's more, the charming young master is so pleasing to the eye at this time, making people like it want to pamper.

After becoming the prince's companion, Shang Lanqing would bring snacks for her delicate little companion every day. Once Xiao Wen Youqing didn't eat because of playfulness, so she ate all the chestnut cakes that day when she saw it.

Maybe it was at that time that Shang Lanqing thought he liked to eat chestnut cakes, but after so many years, the fakes became real, and the real ones became fakes. Let go of the past first.

Memories of childhood came flooding back, Wen Youqing narrowed his eyes slightly, his trembling eyelashes revealed that he was not in a calm mood at this time, he took the food box from Eunuch An, and said softly: "Please, Eunuch An, thank you Your Royal Highness, I will go first."

Seeing Wen Youqing's back as he walked away, Eunuch An walked into the East Palace with a long sigh.

The thin figure carrying the food box was walking in the long palace road, and Wen Youqing found herself walking in front of a door without knowing it, and on the other side of the door was the forgotten Lenggong.

Holding the handle of the food box tightened a little, he stepped through the door and walked in.