Chapter 17 Love Water Luo Xiang

On the night before the execution, the news that Fengzhu died of a violent illness in prison quickly spread throughout the palace. There were some regrets and some were fortunate, and everyone was different.

Zhao Yi wiped his sweat, entered Jingren Palace and went straight into the inner hall and reported: "Mother, the little one has received Fengzhu's body according to your instructions, and the burial is also beautiful."

Well, she answered faintly, "That's it!"

Instead of Ling Chi's death, it's better for her to choose to die with some dignity. What she can do is limited to this. Thinking of Fengzhu's words before she died, there was another noise in her heart, and her words were good. If Fengzhu deliberately provoked the relationship between Man Yao and her, it was not impossible. However, the child she said was What's going on?

Her head was faintly painful. She rubbed her eyebrows, waved away Zhao Yi, and half lay on the couch. Although the poisoned wine was not poured by her, after all, Fengzhu's life was in her hands. Xiahou Song and Fengzhu, she slowly closed her eyes, and her hands were stained with blood. Will there be another life on her head? What she thought was so far away, what she thought was unbelievable did happen to her, but she didn't feel any guilt.

The people who died in her hands are all damn people. She shouldn't feel guilty, really.

"If you don't want Ling Chi to kill her, you can tell me, you don't have to do it yourself!"

In her ears, a deep voice poured in, and she still closed her eyes. Her breath could feel the cool and fragrant breath from afar, but she didn't want to face him, or couldn't face him.

Xia Houchen sighed and sat close to the bed. For three days, she hadn't said a word to him. Silence made his heart begin to panic. As long as she said about Fengzhu, she wanted to do whatever she wanted. However, she went to the prison in person and sent a glass of poisoned wine.

She turned over and turned her back to him coldly. His eyes sank: "Yin Piaoxuan, you can fight against me silently, but you are never allowed to turn your back to me again. I've had enough!"

She still didn't buy him, forcing him to surrender again, lying sideways, putting one hand on her waist, slowly leaning to her lower abdomen, and gently touching her through her clothes: "I will be by your side, accompanying you to make up for everything I have. Emperor, you have to be good!"

For a long time, she still didn't say a word. She looked at it and couldn't laugh or cry. She had already fallen asleep.

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"Ah, Zuixianglou, the rouge gouache of Zuixianglou is the most famous in the Jin Dynasty." Zhao Yi looked up at the plaque above his head, smiled and whispered, "Mother, if you want a rouge gouache, just tell the little one or Biyun, how can you come from afar!"

Biyun beside him shook his head with a smile.

Drunken Xianglou?! Yin Pian took a breath gently. Perhaps, this name is the sweet wine, like the fragrance of jade lips. After drinking, the fragrance of wine is still lingering between her fingers.

"Shopkeeper, please inform me that my wife is going to see the big boss!" Biyun went straight to the stage and knocked on the table.

"Big boss?!" The shopkeeper looked at the people a few times and didn't say anything. He went back for a long time. When he came out again, he welcomed several people in.

"The noble concubine's visit to the Zuixiang Building in person really makes the Zuixiang Building shine! It's really my honor, my honor!"

"Big boss!"

Yang Zixi brushed her white beard and looked at her carefully: "It's a little different from before!"

"How can it be the same as before? Many things, many people, are different!" She smiled self-deprecatingly, politely for a while, and quietly said the purpose of the trip.

"Do you want to know why Shuiluoxiang makes people look festering?" Yang Zixi raised his white eyebrows and asked slightly.

Yin Pianxuan nodded: "Why have I been using water Luoxiang but this has never happened? What do you think is the reason?"

"Water Luoxiang is not used by everyone, and the material is not suitable! If you do it reluctantly, the gains outweigh the losses.

She looked at him doubtlessly: "However, I always feel that something is wrong, as if I have overlooked something very important."

Haha, Yang Zixi laughed a few times: "Why are you worried about these little things?! Now, you are the favored concubine of the saint. What you should do is to take good care of yourself and give birth to a big fat boy as soon as possible.

Her face suddenly became hot and she couldn't find it. She hesitated a few words and said goodbye to the drunken Xianglou. Instead of returning to the palace, she went to the brocade satin village, stood far away on the street corner, looked silently for a long time, turned around and left.

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"Second brother, where are you? I feel so bad!" She sat there quietly, staring at the two lines on the tombstone without blinking. Now she seems to be trapped in the mud, and she is struggling deeper and deeper.

"I don't know what to do. I'm afraid. I'm really scared. I don't know what's going on. I don't dare to tell anyone. I want to bury it in my heart as if it's just a conspiracy, but it seems that I can see the blood everywhere and hear the sad howls. Second brother, tell me, what should I do?

"I really don't know what to do without you by my side. I don't want to stay in the palace, I don't want to, I don't want to."

"But, but--"

She closed her eyes sadly, but why did she tighten her heart when she thought of leaving?

"Second brother, help me, help me, tell me how to choose, I'm really helpless and confused! I don't know who else to trust and who else to rely on. I don't know, really don't know!"

She hugged her head in pain and muttered, "Second brother--"

"Follow your heart, don't even deceive your own heart, go to the bamboo forest..."

In a trance, as if she heard him whispering, she closed her eyes and listened, but only the wind blew, opened her eyes darkly, and called in a low voice.

Bamboo forest?! Yes, he once said that if she is really confused and really doesn't know how to choose to let her go to the bamboo forest, she will find what she wants.

Bamboo forest? That bamboo forest——

She stood quietly in front of the bamboo forest. On the cold day, her eyes were still green and beautiful. Her heart suddenly became timid, took a few steps back and stopped.

Biyun and Zhao Yi looked at each other, and Biyun called out, "Mother!"

"You are all waiting here!" Yin Piaoxuan finally threw down a word and went straight into the bamboo forest. Biyun and Zhao Yi were ownerless for a while, and looked at the silent shadow leaning against the bamboo. Seeing that the shadow was not taken seriously at all, Zhao Yi stamped his foot: "Brother Wuying, not yet--"

"Don't worry!" Wuying spit out a faint sentence and glanced back at the bamboo forest. He didn't think there would be anything wrong with her in the bamboo forest.

The path under her feet is still the same as before, a little green and unchanged. The deeper she went to the bamboo forest, the slower she walked. When the bamboo house appeared in front of her, her heart trembled.

Stepping lightly on the bamboo steps, hesitantly raised his hand and pushed open the bamboo door. The bamboo table, bamboo cup, bamboo stool, green rattan lying chair, bamboo bed, unchanged at all.

Lying in a sleeping chair, right here, knowing his identity and knowing that he was just a joke. After lying down for a long time, she got up quietly and walked aimlessly in the bamboo forest. Her heart was also nowhere to stop.

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Drop by drop, tears burst into a series of tears, pouding down, while touching the marks on the bamboo joints, as if to see him, dressed in white, standing among the bamboo forest.

Second brother, is this what you want me to know?

Like his unrestrained, the words he engraved, with Xiao Yi's charm, made her heart ache, painful and deeply. The two names engraved side by side deeply excavated the feelings hidden in her heart, and her fingers picked up along the marks. She almost choked and said, "But, second brother, he is very bad, really bad. I don't like him, and, and he--"

The confused eyes looked sideways, and the green bamboos were full of hot words, which oppressed her and gradually melted, and finally condensed into a vermilion of scarlet tears and fell to the tip of her heart.

"Second brother, he killed my white snake, and I don't allow him to call me Piao'er!"

"He also said he would chain me, so I don't want to talk to him!"

"My song can only be played to your second brother, and if you don't listen to him, he will bully me!"

"He still lets his black guards follow me all day now. I don't like it!"

She kept muttering and complaining angrily. The man who ruthlessly broke her heart and domineeringly asked her until she was far away, and there seemed to be her whisper in the depths of the bamboo forest.

Far away, an extremely ordinary green bamboo is engraved with two names, but it is no longer Xia Houchen and Yin Pianxuan, but the names of Yin Xiaoting and Yin Pianxuan, the same word Xiao Yi, lonely and quiet, in the depths of the bamboo forest.