029 The first time

"Your Majesty, if there is nothing else, I will go down to rest first." The dance concubine had a clear conscience, and her voice was as indifferent as usual.

"Five Dance, are you really not willing to hand over Xiao Shunzi?" Bei Tanghao asked again.

"The concubine is still the same sentence. It's okay to touch the concubine, but you can't touch the people around the concubine." The dark eyes are coated with arrogance.

"I just want to ask Xiao Shunzi a few words. What's the difficulty?" Bei Tanghao asked patiently again. Fortunately, he has always been gentle. If he had an urgent personality, he would have quarreled a lot.

The dance concubine is still indifferent: "Your Majesty, since I lived in the harem, I have always had no quarrel with others and lived in peace. The servants around my concubine are also the same as my concubine. They have never had contact with the palaces, so they will never do such a thing as assassinating the imperial concubine.

"Since the dance concubine's attitude is so tough, I have to be rude. Fang Youde!" Beitang Hao raised his voice and said, "Tighten people to search!"

"Yes." Fang Youde took the order and left with several waiters and went in the direction of Xiao Shunzi's residence.

"Your Majesty... You can't, how can you?" The dance concubine shook her head unwillingly, and her eyes were sad.

Such behavior is tantamount to tearing the last harmonious surface between them. From then on, she could no longer face him quietly, as if they did not interfere with each other as if they were at first sight.

He turned his back to her, stopped saying a word, and quietly waited for the news of Fang Youde. Her heart fell into pieces and broke all over the ground.

Silent and lasting silence...

Until Fang Youde came back with people. At most, a column of incense passed, but it made the dance concubine feel like she had gone through half her life.

"Fang Youde, have you found Xiao Shunzi?" Bei Tanghao asked in a low voice.

"When he returned to the emperor, he was found, but he died." Fang Youde knelt down and said back to the facts he had just found, "Xiao Shunzi committed suicide."

"Hangliang committed suicide?" Bei Tanghao and the dance concubine were almost in the same voice. One is surprised and the other is concerned.

"There seemed to be no trace of fighting and struggle at the scene. Xiao Shunzi did undoubtedly committed suicide." Fang Youde added.

"Dead..." Bei Tanghao looked at Concubine Wu, "Concubine Wu, can you give me a reasonable explanation?"

"I don't know how to explain it." The dance concubine raised her eyes in pain and smiled sadly, "If you want to add a crime, why worry?"

Beitanghao straightened out the matter and asked word by word, "Tell me, did you instruct Lu Yong to frame the queen, let Xiao Shunzi kill Lu Yong, and finally forced Xiao Shunzi to kill himself?"

Does he actually think of her like this? The dance concubine was disheartened and replied lightly: "If the emperor thinks that everything is done by my concubine, I will admit it."

"You?!" Bei Tanghao pointed at her and couldn't speak again.

She really did it... She looked frustrated. Obviously, she was guilty...

The two people have their own minds, but they are tacitly talking to each other. They are so deadlocked.

For a long time, Beitanghao didn't look at her and left like a wind without any attachment.

He left.

He actually left.

How can he leave?

After he came to ask for guilt without warning, after he doubted her and wronged her regardless of her feelings, he left without any nostalgia. The dance concubine collapsed on the ground, and her pale face seemed to have been pulled away from all the essence.

It's been a long time, it's been a long time.

"The imperial edict came--" Her eyes were a little dizzy and she couldn't see the face of the person.

"The dancing concubine of Feitian Pavilion acted domineering, angered the emperor, was reduced to a concubine, and lived in the Wuying Hall."

Living in secluded... Because of a trumped crime, he ordered her to sin and make her live in secluded. However, she has no resentment or hatred, and a cold heart has been numb.

From the day she knew that Queen Du was the only one on the tip of Beitanghao's heart, her heart screamed and died. She calmly accepted the fate that she should not bear. She dismissed several maids of honor given to her by the Empress Dowager on the day she first entered the palace. She only brought the two maids of honor who served her in South Vietnam and simple clothes and moved into the Wuyuan Hall.

This remote palace far away from the center of the harem may be where she spent the rest of her life.

Well, if you are farther away from those women, naturally, you have to be completely isolated from the storm.

The dance concubine stood quietly in front of the window, thinking about the distant past.

Carefree childhood, the girl's lovesickness at the beginning of love, the pain of love...

It's all over, and everything can't be repeated. Just like Beitanghao, she walked out of her life from then on, and there was no intersection.

"Mother, you didn't do it. Why don't you deny it?" Pearl looked uneven.

"Yes, I was charged with murder and moved to this place." The fragrance is also indignation. It's so dirty and messy here. It seems that no one has lived here for a long time.

"Don't be idle, clean it first." Concubine Dance, no, it's time to change the name to Concubine - it seems that you have forgotten everything just happened.

"Mother!" Pearl's face hates the appearance of iron and steel.

"Okay. At this point, there is nothing to complain about. Don't the people of the Central Plains have a saying, 'If you come, you will be safe'? Living here is not necessarily worse than living in the Flying Pavilion. On the contrary, I feel quiet.

Pearl and Han Xiang looked at each other, said no more, and quickly cleaned up the hall.

2

"The dance concubine has been demoted to the palace?" The final result of the matter also surprised Yan Guifei.

Thinking about it, it is because of the special identity of the dance concubine that Bei Tanghao has to adopt a peaceful attitude.

"Yes. Now he has been demoted to a concubine and lives in the Wuqi Hall. Ogawako replied respectfully.

The Wuqi Hall was originally the place where the imperial concubine who committed the wrong confinement, was punished to live in the Wuqi Hall, which was also a very heavy punishment. What the Noble Concubine Yan didn't understand was that Beitanghao, who had always been gentle and kind, would be so angry and punished so severely as the dance concubine of the princess.

"What's going on?" Concubine Yan asked again, "Has the emperor tried it?"

"There is no trial. There is not even a dispute. It is said that the emperor asked to see Xiao Shunzi, the maid of the dance concubine, but the dance concubine refused to agree. Later, the emperor ordered someone to search, and Xiao Shunzi was already hanging. Later, the emperor questioned the dance concubine whether she was the master of everything. She didn't even defend a word and admitted it.

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The progress of the matter made the concubine Yan, who had always been tricky, stunned. It's really unimaginable that there will be such a stupid woman in the world who can take the blame that she should not bear. If it were her, it would be really what she did, and she would also resist.

"I really want to see what's going on with the dance concubine in the Wuqi Hall now." Concubine Yan took a wisp of smile from the corners of her mouth and stretched out her hand. The red silk took her hand and supported her. Xiaochuanzi followed her. The three of them went out of the inner hall and went straight to the direction of the Wuqi Hall.

The Wuqi Hall is located in a remote area. Due to years of disrepair, the roof has leaked. In the hot summer, when the scorching sun shines, it will be particularly hot. When it comes to rainy days, it will leak again, and the accumulated water will cover the hall into a vast ocean. In the cold winter, the twelfth lunar month, it can't stop the cold wind, and it is extremely cold.

Yan Guifei can't imagine how Jinzhi Yuye, who used to be respected in South Vietnam, could adapt to such a big gap and live in such an environment.

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"Dancing concubine, no, it's time to call you concubine now, right? The emperor's heart is so cruel that you, such a delicate and expensive princess, live in such a shabby place. Concubine Yan pretended to look inside and outside the Wuqi Hall attentively, "Look at this table and chair, the carpet on the floor is moldy, and the teapot is so dirty... Oh, this roof, how can this roof leak? How can people live in this place?"

"Your concubine, this place is simple and not suitable for a noble person like you. You'd better move." Pearl was eager to protect her master and sneer in front of her mother.

"Yo, sister, the girl you came out is really good and tidy." Yan Guifei covered her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled.

Forgive the concubine for not answering, but she opened her mouth and scolded, "Pear, don't be rude."

"Sister, you see, it's good to make it like this. It's all because of the one in the Hehuan Hall." Noble Concubine Yan provoked, "Think about the fact that you were more than ten thousand people under one person in South Vietnam, this time if it weren't for this matter..."

"Your Concubine, I'm tired of it. Please come back." Forgive the concubine for not being humble or arrogant.

"sister!" Noble Concubine Yan accentuated her tone, "Think about what kind of life you lived in South Vietnam, and what kind of life you want to live from now on. Isn't all thanks to the queen?"

"Your concubine, the real culprit is the person who framed the queen behind the scenes. As for why that man can cover the sky with one hand, I don't want to know, and I'm not interested in knowing. The concubine's tone was cold and disappointing, "I have never felt that living in this Wuqi Hall is suffering. On the contrary, it is located in a remote place, and I happen to feel much quieter."

"Quiet? Don't you want to get a holy favor? Don't you want to win a place in this palace? Concubine Yan's eyes were as if she had seen a monster.

"What if you get the holy favor? The emperor's heart is with others. What's the point of being forced to keep him? What is in this world is your own, not your own, and will be lost if you grab it. After experiencing this gap, the concubine's heart turned out to be exquisite and transparent, like a bystander who knows everything, looking at his emotions clearly. Finally, he added, "Your Concubine, I remember that I seem to have told you that I have no sisters. What's more, you and I have a huge disparity in status. I can't stand this 'sister'.

"You..." Yan Guifei's enthusiasm was splashed with cold water, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry. "I call you 'sister', which is to leave you a little thin face. You really think you are still a princess of South Vietnam. I tell you that if you enter this Wuqi Hall, you can't turn over. . "

"Is that so? The imperial concubine of the palace is concerned about it. I'm going to have a rest. Please come back!"

"Red silk, Xiaochuanzi, let's go!" Concubine Yan brushed her sleeves and left, and added hatefully, "It's really 'the mud can't hold the wall'!"

Rotten mud... This word made Concubine Shu pause for a moment and smiled peacefully. What everyone wanted was different. What Concubine Yan wanted was completely different from what she wanted. After this time, this concubine Yan will probably never come to the door again. Well, take this opportunity to draw a clear line with her.