Chapter 262 True or False, Take poison

Leng Xuanrong will never believe that the "small things" said by An Pingzhi are really small things now. She stared at An Pingzhi, but An Pingzhi still showed a free and comfortable appearance, as if everything had nothing to do with him just now.

After a while, a bodyguard strode back to report that Li Chengxiang had been beheaded outside Xicheng Gate.

An Pingzhi came to Leng Xuanrong's ear and said to her in a low voice, "Ceng Xuanrong, now see if there is anything wrong with Mr. Wu's face."

Leng Xuanrong subconsciously obeyed An Pingzhi's words and turned her eyes to Dou Yandong. Dou Yandong was talking about something interesting with the people around him. He talked and laughed, and there was no strange color on his face. Instead, Dou Haowei, who sat next to him, sat there with his head down, as if he had no intention to stay in the palace.

"There is no surprise, and there is no fear of the landslide in front of him. Mr. Wu is really a real hero." An Pingzhi praised softly.

But his praise fell into Leng Xuanrong's ears but changed his appearance. Leng Xuanrong really saw a person who could perfectly hide his mind. She doesn't believe that Mr. Wu is not shaken by what happened to Li Chengxiang, but from his words and manners, it can't be seen at all. Mr. Wu is such a person, and Dou Yandong is probably the best at this trick. He can pretend to be watertight, and no one can expose him. At least Leng Xuanrong knows that she can't see through this person.

An idea flashed through Leng Xuanrong's mind, and she couldn't help shivering.

Mr. Wu, how can he be calculated to this extent by An Pingzhi? Leng Xuanrong felt unbelievable, and from An Pingzhi's attitude, he seemed to be neither surprised nor much complacent about the result. Maybe when Dou Yandong asked Zeng Yanliang to invite Li Chengxiang, he already expected this result? Maybe this is exactly what he expects to happen? Is everything just now just acting, including the actions of Du Yilin, the king of Xiaohan?

What is true and what is false? Leng Xuanrong can't tell clearly. It doesn't matter who she fell into.

Leng Xuanrong suddenly felt like a beast who could not speak. She watched the people around her do what they were used to, but she didn't understand the truth at all. What the hell are these people doing? Why on earth did they do this? What kind of result do they want in the end?

Leng Xuanrong was confused. Her heart had been filled with too many doubts, and the people around her became strange.

The palace banquet is still going on, and the Jiuyangjiao, which should have been the protagonist, has been silently withdrawn, as if it had never come to the palace. In the distance, the Empress Dowager and the emperor talked and laughed. Several close women didn't know what they had said in the past, which made the queen laugh. Du Yilin sat a little farther away, but participated in their topics from time to time, and even the concubines of the harem were happy.

Many of the people sitting next to Leng Xuanrong are from the An family, but everyone seems to deliberately alienate her. The warm atmosphere in the hall seems to have nothing to do with Leng Xuanrong. She sat there in a daze and didn't know when she would leave.

What will An Pingzhi ask her to do? Inspiring about Du Yilin? Or do you want to know something important from her mouth?

Leng Xuanrong shook her head silently. Now she finally understands that no matter what Du Yilin and Dou Yandong are planning, everything has nothing to do with her. She thought they were all on one side and would become the guardians behind her, but she was wrong. From the beginning to now, Leng Xuanrong is alone. Even when Brother Yan Liang was there, Leng Xuanrong was still alone.

She only knew what she had seen in her previous life. At that time, she was as humble as grass. What she saw was too few, too little! So much so that by now, she is at a loss. She didn't know any secret. Even if An Pingzhi did not use such a trick, but used severe torture to force a confession, she couldn't say anything.

There is nothing to be afraid of.

When a person has nothing, she doesn't need any fear.

Just when Leng Xuanrong was in a daze alone, the originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet.

Leng Xuanrong looked up blankly and suddenly found that An Pingzhi sat cross-legged in a corner, and there was a guqin in front of him.

A secluded lonely lamp was placed beside him, and the small circle of elegant halo illuminated An Pingzhi's side face. His neat snow-white hair and the same snow-white eyebrows were reflected in the same faint color by the candlelight, and his ice-like skin seemed to have some blood color.

He looked at the guqin, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, stretched out ten fingers, and stroked the strings.

A song is as quiet as the cold night outside. In the hall, which should have been sultry, it seems that a breeze is blowing.

Everyone closed their mouths and listened quietly to the sound of the guqin.

This song should only be in the sky, and you can hear it several times in the world.

At the end of a song, An Pingzhi was rewarded by the Empress Dowager and the emperor and returned to Leng Xuanrong and asked, "Do you know what song I'm playing?"

Leng Xuanrong lowered her head and replied softly, "Bamboo Forest Moon Shadow..."

An Pingzhi nodded, sighed and said, "Actually, I have never figured out why you are so proficient in these songs. Some of the songs I play are rare in the world... In fact, this is not surprising. The strangest thing is that you broke another song I played. That song...n't anyone should have heard it..."

Leng Xuanrong still lowered her head. She didn't know how to answer An Pingzhi's question and didn't want to answer it. Maybe that's all she knows, a few songs, and one day left. It's as if you know everything, but you don't know anything.

"Ceng Xuanrong, you don't seem to be very happy." An Pingzhi whispered, "Is it possible that you have been in this palace for a long time and a little tired?" An Pingzhi also came down and tried to see Leng Xuanrong's expression, but in the end he didn't see it clearly. He just frowned and said, "If you are tired, I will send someone to send you back to Xiaohan Palace."

Xiaohan Palace... Leng Xuanrong shuddered when she thought of that place and the people who lived there.

Maybe compared with such an open enemy as An Pingzhi, unbelievable friends are more terrible.

"Ceng Xuanrong..." An Pingzhi seemed to see through Leng Xuanrong's thoughts and whispered in her ear, "Do you remember what we said in the hut in Chaoyang Village? Every word of Anpingzhi is a heartfelt word. Although there are some twists and turns, what I said will always count.

Leng Xuanrong slowly raised her head and her eyebrows were tightly locked together. She said something that surprised her, "What's the use to you?"

An Pingzhi was stunned when he heard the words and then laughed.

He stretched out his slender finger and gently poked Leng Xuanrong's forehead and said cheerfully, "I can't figure out what you are thinking in your head. Hahaha... Do you think you have been of any use to me? Hahaha..."

At this moment, someone hurried in from the outside and handed a small paper roll to An Pingzhi. An Pingzhi took the paper roll and opened it, and his originally relaxed face suddenly became as cold as frost. He rolled the paper again and asked the people around him to pass it to the old lady at the banquet. The old lady's face became gloomy after reading the words on the note.

The faces of the two people changed, and it didn't take long for the atmosphere in the whole hall to become much more depressed. Leng Xuanrong sat next to An Pingzhi and felt the most obvious. She couldn't help wondering what was written on the note, and at this time she didn't seem to care whether what she was doing was appropriate. She looked straight at An Pingzhi. Although she didn't speak, the intention was very obvious.

An Pingzhi was a little impatient to be stared at by Leng Xuanrong and said coldly in a low voice, "He Ruiping took poison and committed suicide."

A sentence sounded in Leng Xuanrong's ear like a thunder. She opened her eyes and took a breath of cold air, and subconsciously covered her mouth with her hands.

She really can't believe that He Ruiping committed suicide by taking poison? Is she dead?

How is that possible?

In her previous life... She lived a good life! She obviously got married to An Pingzhi!

What the hell is going on!

The palace banquet ended peacefully, and everyone returned home one after another. An Pingzhi seemed to be a little upset. He didn't say anything to Leng Xuanrong, but just asked the soft sedan chair of the An family to send Leng Xuanrong back to Xiaohan Palace.

Leng Xuanrong has no other choice. Even if she is unwilling, she can only go back there. Fortunately, after she went back, she did not meet anyone. She returned to her room safely, lit the candlelight, and sat at the table. Everything that had happened before seemed to have become a dream.

The next morning, Miss Dou San hurried to find Leng Xuanrong. Looking at her ugly face, Leng Xuanrong knew what she was going to say.

"There's something wrong with the house!"

Miss Dou San's first sentence seemed to deliberately leave Leng Xuanrong a chance to speak.

Leng Xuanrong frowned and sat there without getting up. There was a burning candlestick in front of her, and she was still wearing yesterday's gorgeous dress, but the exquisite makeup on her face could not hide her strong fatigue.

She sat here all night and didn't move.

There is an accident in the back house. Who is more surprised than her?

"He Ruiping... died..."

Leng Xuanrong's voice seemed to come from the underworld, ethereal and cold.

Miss Dou San looked at her up and down and asked in an aggravated tone, "Do you already know?"

Leng Xuanrong sighed, looked up at Miss Dou San, and said with a wry smile, "I sat next to An Pingzhi when I received the news yesterday. He Ruiping committed suicide by taking poison. He told me.

Miss Dou San stepped forward and pulled Leng Xuanrong and said harshly, "In this case, I will ask you again, what else do you know!"

Leng Xuanrong was stunned when she heard the words. What else did she know?