Chapter 355 The Day of Death

Chapter 355 [Day of Death]

"Are you the dowry of Queen Yin, Yin Ping?" Linglong looked at him carefully and looked for what he had been like on his white and beautiful little face, but he didn't know. At first glance, it was really a little similar. Yin Ping hurriedly nodded, and then knelt there and didn't dare to say a word.

Linglong looked at it and felt a little reluctant. She walked over and took his hand and said, "Why are you here? Didn't you go back to Yin's house? The palaces here are all locked. How did you get in?

A series of questions were asked. When I saw Yin Ping open his mouth and didn't know which sentence to reply to her, Linglong stepped forward and said, "Well, get up first and don't kneel. Although we all respect Empress Yin very much, even the emperor will never forget him, but in this palace You can't worship a lot, do you know?

"I didn't know." Yin Ping answered softly, and he was a little dazzled again. Linglong quickly came forward to comfort him and comfort him, "In fact, it's nothing. Fortunately, you have helped me a lot when I find you like this. I won't blame you. In fact, we have forgotten the sacrifice of the former emperor, so that I can report to the emperor and let her have a look first. The queen."

"Will the emperor really go to see the former queen?" Yin Ping still couldn't believe it. He asked a few words softly with his big eyes open. Linglong smiled indifferently and said, "Actually, no one can be sure about this, but based on the emperor's feelings for Empress Yin, he should not stop looking at him. By the way, have you been in the palace? Where have you been arranged? Why have I never seen you?

"After the little master went, I was transferred to the slave pile. Because the emperor did not say how to arrange the slaves, the master gave the slave a relaxing job, just cutting flowers and plants or something." After saying that, Yin Ping lowered his eyes gloomically, with an inconcealable melancholy. When the master was there, when he was so lonely.

Feeling his melancholy, Linglong's heart ached unconsciously. She stretched out her hand and took his hand and said, "Come on, leave here. Otherwise, it would be very troublesome if you are seen. Go back and have a rest first. I'm going to upload food to the emperor. When I see the emperor, I will definitely ask you a good job. Son, what do you want to do?"

"I heard that there is a cleaning slave in this palace. Can I change shifts with him? Anyway, it's a little closer to the master. With that, she looked melancholy again. Linglong said without thinking, "It's just a small matter. Don't worry. I will definitely ask the emperor to arrange it for you when I see him."

"Well, thank you, auntie." As the two talked, they came out of the room. In a blink of an eye, they had already arrived outside the room. Yin Ping was a little uncomfortable to break away from Linglong's little hand. At this time, Linglong found that she was pulling him out of the yard in this way. At that moment, her face suddenly turned red and she was quite embarrassed and said, "Uh, I'm sorry, look at me... I'm just chatting. Then you go back first. I'm going to wait on the emperor now.

"Yes! I'm leaving." Yin Ping's face was not as pale as before. There was a lot more blood on his face and he left. Linglong then turned around, thought slightly, and then went to the East Palace!

When Linglong arrived at the East Palace, Jing Lizheng played with Prince Qing'er. She didn't have the appearance of getting up for the first time. Zhou Zhichao stood by her side and lifted the hair on her forehead for her from time to time. Linglong stood there and smiled, and everything in front of her suddenly changed. Unexpectedly, Yin Ping stood beside him with a smile and stroked her hair.

"Linglong, why are you in a daze?" A voice with doubt came, and Linglong's heart was shocked. She immediately withdrew her mind. She looked up at Jing Li with embarrassment, and then quickly came to her side. The slave behind him prepared the meal and said, "I originally wanted to pass the meal to the bedroom, but I thought that the emperor would decide. It was inseparable from His Royal Highness, and the maidservant made the decision without permission and came here.

Jing Li was also hungry. When she saw a table of delicious food, she sat down and praised Linglong and said, "Well, no, it's still thoughtful. I seldom eat with Qing'er. Come to Qing'er, sit on my lap, and I'll feed you."

Qing'er smiled, but she didn't sit on Jing Li's lap. She just sat elegantly beside her. Then she took the wet silk towel and held her chopsticks and said, "Mother, Qing'er will eat by herself very early."

"Oh? It's amazing." Jing Li rubbed her head with a smile, and then called Zhou Zhichao to sit down. The three of them ate with a smile. Jing Li's meal was very comfortable, so when she came out of the East Palace, she couldn't help humming.

Linglong followed her side. At this time, there was no one around, only the two of them. It's a rare opportunity! Linglong immediately stepped forward and squeaked a few times, as if she had something to say, but it was a little difficult to say. Jing Li stopped and looked at her puzzledly and said, "What's wrong, Linglong?"

"Your Majesty, I have something to play, but I don't know whether to say it or not." She opened her mouth, but she was still hesitant. Jing Li's face turned cold and said coldly, "You are the person around me. What else can you say? What do you say? So what if I don't say it?"

Jing Li said seriously, but Linglong smiled softly and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, do you remember? You once said the same thing about slaves.

Seeing Linglong's smiling face, Jing Li turned around faintly and whispered. Thinking of her previous relationship with Linglong, her heart was still a little sour. She also knew that she was cold enough to Linglong these days. Linglong tried her best to tell herself everything she knew. Shi Jingli also knows all about it.

At this time, when Linglong said this, her heart suddenly softened a little, and she sighed slightly and said, "What's the matter? Let's talk about it."

The smile on Linglong's face was hidden. He came to Jing Li and whispered, "Your Majesty, today is Queen Yin's death taboo. Can the emperor go to the mausoleum to pay tribute to him?"

"Is it the anniversary of Zhaoyu's death?" Jing Li was stunned, and a faint pain appeared on his face. Linglong nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I actually wanted to tell the emperor all morning, but when I saw the emperor go up to see the prince and see the emperor so happy, I couldn't bear to say, but I said that I would not make the same mistake. In the future, I knew Everything will be told to the emperor, because the emperor said that the maidservant is the emperor's sister.

That sister hurt Jing Li's heart and softened Jing Li's heart. She smiled indifferently, reached out and held Linglong's hand, and then said nothing. Unexpectedly, she directly held her in her arms. Linglong's body stiffened, and then her smile floated on her face. Later, he hugged Jing Li with his backhand and whispered, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, last time... I'm really afraid that the emperor will stay unhappy. In fact, it's not only the little master of the medical concubine, but the emperor is very good to everyone, but every concubine is the same good to the emperor, which is a kind of effort."

"Yes! I know! It's me who is not good. In fact, how can you have the right to say no when you are with Mo Yan? In fact, before that, I... I know a little bit that I just vented my pain and anger towards Mo Yan on you. You won't blame me, will you?"

As soon as Jing Li finished speaking, Linglong immediately shook her head desperately and said, "No, how come? I can't understand the emperor's heart. As long as the emperor is in a good mood, I can do anything, really!"

Seeing Linglong's eager appearance, Jing Li couldn't help laughing and reached out to flirt with her hair and said, "You are so considerate. How can I leave you far away?"

"Go away?" As soon as she heard this word, her face suddenly turned pale. She quickly took a step forward, held Jing Li's hand tightly and said, "Your Majesty, do you... Do you want me to send it away? No, I don't want to leave the emperor.

"Fool, how can I give up? I just feel that you are not young. I want to match you with a husband, but I have never had a suitable candidate. Originally, I wanted to give you the son of Tianyi..."

However, before Jing Li's words were finished, Linglong immediately stepped back and knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, by all means. Mr. Tianyi loves the emperor."

As soon as she said her words, Jing Li was stunned. She looked at Linglong puzzledly and said, "How do you know this?"

Linglong was asked by Jing Li, and said with a little embarrassment on his face: "At the beginning, the emperor was ill in ** and urgently needed to return the soul grass. At that time, it was Mr. Tianyi who was not afraid of the danger of his life and saved the emperor's life! In fact, your Majesty, can't you really feel the friendship between Mr. Tianyi and the emperor?

"This..." Jing Li's expression was also a little hesitant and said with some embarrassment, "But in my mind, except Mr. Tianyi, no one can match you in this palace."

"Who said that! I felt that Yin Ping was very good. He was gentle and polite, and he had a good personality. He...servant...servant...servant..." As soon as he finished a sentence, he saw that Jing Li seemed to be aware of something and looked at her with a smile. What Linglong wanted to say, the smoke of flying disappeared, and he couldn't take it. I said.

Jing Li smiled badly and pointed to her forehead and said, "Oh, oh, I know. It turns out that you have had someone in your heart for a long time, Yin Ping! Who is he? It must be very special to be liked by you and talk about this person so well.

Linglong's face turned red, and he whispered with great embarrassment, "Actually... In fact, it's just a little slave. Speaking of which, the emperor may still know him. He is the dowry child next to the former queen. In fact, the maidservant is not familiar with him, but he is very loyal to his master, which makes the maidservant respect, so Yicai...cai..."

"Oh! So that's it. I thought you liked him. So it seems that I think too much, so I won't be the master for you. After Jing Li finished speaking, she pretended to turn around and walked forward. When Linglong saw it, she was anxious. She immediately chased after her and knelt beside Jing Li and said anxiously, "No, it's not such a emperor. In fact, I... I like him a little."

"Puff." Seeing Linglong's little blushing face, Jing Li couldn't help laughing. She stepped forward to hold her hand and helped her up before saying, "Well, I'm joking with you, you! Get up, I know that I will leave this matter to the queen. Don't worry, I will let you hold the beauty back.

"Thank you, your Majesty, thank you, your Majesty." Linglong kowtowed hurriedly, and her face was still full of red clouds, but she couldn't hide the joy of her eyebrows. When Jing Li saw her like this, she couldn't help sighing and said, "Oh, it's finally your lifelong event. I'm also relieved. You immediately ordered me to go down. I'm going to rush to the mausoleum today to burn incense to Zhaoyu."

"Yes!" Linglong was in a good mood. Then she nodded and immediately ran to prepare again. It was already bright. Today was a cloudy day. The weather was a little gloomy, but the air was still fresh. She just thought of Yin Zhaoyu, but Jing Li's heart could not relax. She walked to the imperial study. After thinking about it, she was still life. Cheng Yan and others called all the concubines. When they finished all this, it was almost noon, and the group walked to the royal mausoleum.

I haven't been out of the palace for a long time, but there are not many surprises. Everyone's face is very heavy. From time to time, they quietly look at Jing Li. Their group sat in a big phoenix car. The phoenix car is very big. Jing Li and all the imperial concubines are in it, and there are also Qing'er and some girls who wait on them. Even Linglong was in it, and beside her, there was a handsome man. Jing Li looked at him a few more times and knew that it was Yin Ping, and smiled at him kindly.

Qinger snuggled up in Zhou Zhichao's arms at this time, but her eyes stared at Jing Feng tightly. Jing Feng did not look at her. He just looked outside the sedan chair. Her side face was a little distracted. She didn't know what he was thinking. Qinger pulled the corner of Zhou Zhichao's clothes and pointed to the direction of Jing Feng.

Zhou Zhichao smiled slightly and whispered something in her ear. Qinger immediately smiled, and then ran to Jingfeng with her little body, shouting, "Father."

Jing Feng's body stiffened and slowly turned his face. Jing Feng looked at the figure running towards him, and his eyes were quite complicated. At this time, the sedan chair shook and seemed to turn, and Qinger's straight body immediately fell straight to the other side.

"Qing'er..." Zhou Zhichao exclaimed.

"Qing'er..." Jing Li also shouted sadly, and the two of them's voices had just fallen. Qing'er was held in Jing Feng's arms unharmed and whispered, "The sedan chair is unstable. How can you come straight over? Why don't you stay with your father? Huh?"

Qinger grasped Jing Feng's skirt tightly, and her little face was quite aggrieved. She looked at Zhou Zhichao with tears in her eyes. Zhou Zhichao couldn't see it and whispered, "Brother Feng, Qinger just said that she wanted to hug her father and concubine. I felt that there was nothing to do with it, so I agreed. I ignored the unstable sedan chair. Don't blame Qinger. . "

Jing Feng was quite embarrassed by Zhou Zhichao's explanation. He smiled at Zhou Zhichao indifferently, and then held Qing'er in his arms with both hands. At this time, Qing'er suddenly said, "Father, don't you like Qing'er... "

There was a little sobbing in the voice, and her big eyes were full of tears. Qinger pouted her little mouth and said that she was very wronged. However, as soon as she said it, she shocked everyone. Jing Feng's face was even more white. Those who took her in person. That kind of family happiness was just like yesterday. He couldn't help but be bitter. With a smile, he hugged Qinger's little body tightly in his arms and whispered, "Fool, how come, my father and concubine can love you so much. How can I not like you?"

"But why does the father's concubine never come to see Qing'er, and after Qing'er sees the father's concubine, the father's concubine never hugs Qing'er. Is Qing'er not good? But the father said that the mother emperor and the father's concubine are Qing's closest people, but why do the closest people always stay away from each other? Tears couldn't help falling down, and the aggrieved look made people very reluctant.

Jing Feng was shocked on the spot. For a long time, he could only hug Qing'er tightly, and then turned his face to look at Jing Li. Jing Li's face was not very good-looking, but she didn't say anything. The atmosphere in the sedan chair suddenly became embarrassed. No one was talking, but everyone felt like a stone was blocked in his heart. It's average there.

Time passed bit by bit. When the sedan chair stopped again, Cheng Yan's voice outside sounded: "Your Majesty, the imperial mausoleum has arrived, but..."

She hesitated and didn't finish her. Jing Li was also a little strange. She lifted the sedan chair under the curtain, and everyone was also busy following the sedan chair. As soon as Jing Li walked out of the sedan chair, all the people knelt there, including a group of people not far away. Jing Li looked over. This was the entrance to the imperial mausoleum, but Yin Xiuzhen didn't know when she was taking her family. The sacrifice at the door, looking at it, has been here for a while.

It's just that the royal mausoleum has always been that outsiders are not allowed to come in. Jing Li also knows it. He just saw her old body kneeling there with everyone, and her heart was not very uncomfortable. He walked straight over, and then reached out to help her up and said, "Your Majesty, please, you are here to worship Zhaoyu. So am I. Why don't you go in with me? Let's go.

"This..." Yin Xiuzhen didn't dare to believe it, but Aunt Hua quickly came forward to help her and said, "Master, the emperor wants you to enter the imperial mausoleum. Look, the emperor has come to worship our young master and asked you to enter the imperial mausoleum!"

"Your Majesty, can I really... really go in?" She trembled and her lips were shaking. She remembered what she looked like when she first saw her. At that time, she was still a beautiful woman. She was a strong opponent of her. She was afraid and respectful of her, but now she is tortured into such a field by the pain of losing her son. If Zhaoyu was alive, she would definitely feel sad. Right?