Chapter 35 Qingmo Escape

The long queue suddenly calmed down and listened carefully, but it seemed that there was nothing. The leading imperial army came back from the front and glanced coldly, "Fuck, it's scary. Don't find bad luck for me. If anyone makes a sound again, don't blame me for being rude."

As soon as this word came out, no one in the queue said anything.

It is said that the imperial army is very well-behaved in the palace, but such a broken errand makes people angry for no reason. The small Yulin army turned its head and walked forward again.

"Wow..."

The voice came, and the leading imperial army paused under his feet and looked back with anger and doubt.

"Who doesn't want to live, military law will deal with it." Under this drink, several bodyguards looked somewhere, and the bodyguard standing there was shocked and said, "The commander, it's not a humble position, not a humble position."

Seeing that the commander was approaching, he retreated in panic and looked at the straw mat in his hand and said, "It's this maidservant, this maidservant is screaming."

The leader came forward when he heard the words, stared at the motionless straw mat, grabbed the handle of the knife at hand and knocked aside: "How dare you talk nonsense? Look at yourself. These people are almost out of breath. Will they scream?"

As he spoke, the leader raised his chin to the person on the left: "You, come forward and have a look."

The bodyguard who was called was shocked, but he did not dare to move. He had to walk in carefully, and then picked up the corner of the mat and looked down the straw mat with squinting eyes. The face was covered with purple-red abscess, and his hair was so messy that it covered his eyes, which was extremely terrible.

"back...back to the leader, this is clearly a dead man. Where will it be called..."

This reply dissipated the commander's hesitation. He insisted on knocking on the knife handle again and said, "Well, don't be suspicious. Send these maidservant out quickly."

"Order."

The group continued to walk outside the palace. The maidservant was sent to the carriage, and the carriage was sealed. They could not see the outside at all. They could only feel the wheels walking.

After several hours, the carriage stopped. Suddenly, the sound of fast-running horses' hoofs shocked the people in the carriage. They patted the door of the carriage in a panic, and the lock of the door was opened at some point. The fresh smell from the pavement ignited their hearts with fanatic joy.

I couldn't help but feel that the maidservant in the carriage walked out one after another, but found that it was a lonely mountain. And those royal troops who brought them here have long disappeared...

Where is this? Are we going to die here?"

The cry reached Qingmo's ears, and he only felt guilty. She was forced to set up this game, which forced these girls out of the palace and died.

That day, Feng Yuanhou forced her to go to the palace, so she could not take Jingsheng out of the palace. Under her anxiety, she had to take the first strategy to pretend to have the symptoms of the plague with drugs and leave the palace.

Look left and right, there is no one else in the carriage. With the sting on his face, Qingmo sat up with his body. At this moment, Qingmo is clearly dressed as a fat maidservant. She reached out and took out a baby from her chest. The baby child was sleeping soundly, cleaning up the cloth stuffed her body, and Qingmo smiled at the child in her arms.

She always took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and took out a porcelain bottle from her arms. Sprinkle the powder from the porcelain bottle on the handkerchief and then clean it up the face, and the purple pus quickly dissipated.

Cleaning up his clothes, Qingmo got out of the carriage with Jing Sheng in his arms. Far away, a group of undressed maidservant cried to each other, hysterically full of desperate despair.

Qingmo thought for a moment and jumped up to a big tree beside Jingsheng in his arms. Looking into the distance, you can faintly see the terrain around you. This Dushan was surrounded by wasteland, and Qingmo knew where it was for a moment. She covered herself in the shade of trees.

"Don't panic. This disease is not a plague. It will be cured in five hours. This is a barren mountain in the suburbs of Beijing. If you want to leave the palace, you can go. If you don't want to leave the palace, you can take a carriage back to the palace.

This voice swings in the dense forest with the power of green ink. When those maidservant heard the words, their eyes were bright, some were happy for survival, and some were happy to leave the palace.

Only a few people are still uneasy, far away from those maidservant with sores on their faces.

The green ink no longer stops and lifts its breath in the opposite direction.

......

The next morning, several maidservant who were expelled from the palace returned to the imperial city full of dust. The imperial doctor did a detailed examination to confirm that the symptoms had all disappeared. It was not after the plague that the panic was suppressed.

When the news spread, everyone was overjoyed, but only one person was uneasy.

"What? Isn't it a plague?"

Feng Yuanhou half leaned on the couch and heard a report from his subordinate. He immediately sat up suddenly and looked solemn.

It's strange... The palace is fine. How could there be a plague suddenly? Now is not the time for the plague to occur... Fengyuanhou stroked his gray beard.

When the plague occurred, he had just encountered the assassination, and then issued a ban...

Palace ban.

Oh no. Not good.

"Come on, prepare the horse quickly. I want to enter the palace." Feng Yuanhou patted the edge of the bed and got up, hurriedly put on the beautiful cloud-patterned boots, put on a neat court dress, and walked out of the house with a sad face.

The carriage drove to the gate of the palace, and as soon as the carriage stopped, it got off. He looked at the guards guarding the gate of the main palace and asked, "Can anyone come out of the palace these days?"

These people naturally know Feng Yuanhou. In their hearts, Feng Yuanhou is the existence of tens of thousands of people under one person. Now when I see Feng Yuanhou asking questions, how can there be a little perfunctory?

"In the words of the marquis, no one has left the palace these days." The guard said and brought the register for entering and leaving the palace gate. Feng Yuanhou took it and stretched out his hand. Except for the imperial army who came out of the palace to give away because of the plague, he was the returned maidservant...

"That's all right. I'm going to enter the palace." Feng Yuanhou said, his heart calmed down, and then walked to the palace gate with his head held high.

The two guards who answered were relieved and looked at each other and smiled.

Marquis Fengyuan arrived at Zhaoming Palace and invited the palace supervisor to look for Qingmo. The eunuch of the palace looked embarrassed when he heard the words: "Marquis, the prince coughed the day before yesterday, and the Qingmo girl lost her temper and drove all the palace people she served. I won't let people walk into the hall for two days.

"You mean you haven't seen her for two days?"

Fengyuan Hou Meifeng jumped and his heart moved. Is it really as he thought?

"Go, the prince didn't come out for a few days, so no one asked? What if it's a bad disease?" Feng Yuanhou shouted and forced the inner prison to go to the side hall.