Chapter 67 The Book of Torture

The days in Fengming Palace are calm and peaceful. There is no court dispute, no harem, and everything is as good as ordinary people. The days passed slowly, and the child in Shen Sirong's womb was also seven months old. He did not meet that person again in the days where Fengming Palace lived, but on this day, the dark guard came to the news that the mysterious man had appeared last night.

Shen Sirong didn't want to drag it any longer and decided to lead the snake out of the hole after discussing with Xiao Yuanqi.

In the Shangyang Palace, Xiao Yuanqi closed the memorial in his hand and looked at Mother Lan, who was palming the lamp beside him. He medited and never found any flaws in her. If it was Yirong, then he asked himself who she was.

"Your Majesty, I sent you lotus seed soup."

Shen Sirong supported his back with one hand, and Mother Shen behind him followed in with a bowl of porridge. Xiao Yuanqi walked down from the throne seat to help her, and then sent Mother Shen down.

At this time, there were only three of them left in the Shangyang Palace. Soon, Xiao Yuanqi also left for a while on the pretext of business. Shen Sirong sat on a soft stool and looked up and down at Mother Lan.

Seeing her, Shen Sirong thought of her when she first entered the palace. Mother Lan was their teacher. Although she was serious, she treated her well.

"How old is Mother this year?" Shen Sirong said with a smile.

M Mother Lan didn't expect Shen Sirong to gossip with her. She was slightly stunned before replying: "The maidservant is more than 40 years old this year."

Is that right? But M Mother still looks so young. Shen Sirong said insincerely. Looking closely, Mother Lan's face was more wrinkled, which was more old than an ordinary woman in her forties, which was really strange.

Mother Lan was unhappy, but she didn't dare to be rude to Shen Sirong, so she had to reply respectfully: "Mother praises you."

His face was slightly heavy, and Shen Sirong continued to ask, "by the way, I almost forgot that there are many places left in Fengming Palace now. I heard that Empress Hui'an loves plum blossoms and wants to plant a few trees to comfort the emperor, but I don't know what kind of plum blossoms Queen Hui'an's favorite is? If M Mother helps me stabilize the holy pet, I will definitely thank her.

Mother Lan listened to this and couldn't help beating her heart. No matter how stupid she was, she knew that the noble concubine was testing rather than sincerely asking questions.

"What on earth does the Empress want to ask?" Mother Lan put the candle on the stage exhibition, and her eyes shot a sharp light.

Shen Sirong turned his eyes to Mother Lan's hand. Although the skin on that hand was slightly rough, it was different from the folds on her face. After sinking his breath, Shen Sirong smiled and said, "What is this? Hasn't Mother heard what I just said? This palace is nothing more than asking the Empress Hui'an what she likes. Presumably, M Mother should also know that although the emperor has never been happy under Empress Hui'an's knees, he also remembers it. M Mother doesn't want to help me, is there any other plan?

Raising her eyebrows, Shen Sirong was indeed no different from the concubine competing for favor. Mother Lan thought about it in her heart before answering, "Go back to the noble concubine, Queen Hui'an's favorite before her death is the noble money green calyx."

"Money green calyx?" Shen Sirong's tone rose.

Seeing that Mother Lan nodded, Shen Sirong also nodded.

"Mame, it's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, so is it good to go to this palace to plant plums tomorrow? In the coming winter, the emperor will be overjoyed. Shen Sirong's smile could not find a loophole, and Mother Lan also relaxed.

After a long time, Wang Guangrong reported outside the hall: "Your Majesty, the emperor has stained her clothes. Please wait for a moment. The emperor will come over after bathing and changing his clothes."

"I know."

Shen Sirong answered roughly that Xiao Yuanqi's departure had been discussed before, and she had just tried it. She still had a good idea in her heart, and now she is only one last step away.

Frowning and looking at Wang Guangrong who withdrew, Shen Sirong was coquettish: "This slave is not easy to serve."

Mother Lan secretly looked at Shen Sirong. This Shen Sirong is very different from her impression. Can the pet and pregnancy of the harem change people to this? Before she came up with a reason, Shen Sirong said, "There is one more thing I want to ask my Mother. There is a scar on the emperor's back, which is very terrible. I tried my best to find a medicine that can remove the scar on the emperor's body, but the medicine is very strange..."

"Oh? How strange?" Mother Lan had guessed that Shen Sirong intended to test her today, but she didn't think deeply. She just thought that she was trying to win her over.

"This medicine can only cure scars within 20 years, but I don't know what happened to the emperor's injury. I went to the Imperial Hospital specially and didn't find any clues, so I had to ask my Mother. If it can be cured, the palace will not hesitate to run out of money. Shen Sirong said, staring at Mother Lan's eyes. True, a blank flashed in her eyes.

Then, Mother Lan smiled and said, "The noble concubine really cares about the emperor. The injury on the emperor's back was injured when he was six years old. Presumably this medicine can be used."

Shen Sirong said "um" gently. Suddenly, a heavy footsteps sounded in the quiet hall, and Xiao Yuanqi came out of the screen behind the dragon case. Hearing the sound, Mother Lan's face was dark.

"Who the hell are you?"

Xiao Yuanqi's palm fell on Mother Lan's chest, forcing her to stagnate her heart and mouth. Walking to Xiao Yuanqi's side, Shen Sirong's eyes were cold, and whether it was arrogance or arrogance just now, they all disappeared.

"You..." Mother Lan's eyes stabbed at Shen Sirong like a sharp blade, and the hatred was obvious in her dark eyes.

Shen Sirong did not explain, but sighed: "In terms of dressing, I'm really not as good as you. You are not Mother Lan next to Queen Hui'an at all.

"Well, I'm not a maidservant. Could it be that the mother is not? The emperor was raised by a slave, but today he listens to this mad woman's words. It's enough for the maidservant to fall to this point, but the emperor, don't let Empress Hui'an feel cold.

Mother Lan's harsh accusations made Xiao Yuanqi uneasy. She secretly held Xiao Yuanqi's hand. Shen Sirong snorted coldly, "Why do you pretend again? You said that this palace was a crazy woman and deceived the emperor. Well, I will tell you why you are not the real Mother Lan.

"Once I came in, I mentioned Fengming Palace. If you are Mother Lan, there must be a righteous sister between you and Queen Hui'an. When you heard me mention Fengming Palace, you looked like you were usually unintentional, and you couldn't even find a trace of nostalgia in your eyes. How do you explain it? Shen Sirong questioned.

After listening to Shen Sirong's words, Mother Lan looked down and smiled sadly: "Don't you know that you should remember a person in your heart? Why do you want to add the crime? This can also be regarded as the reason why the Empress wants to deal with slaves?

Xiao Yuanqi didn't say anything from beginning to end. In the eyes of Mother Lan, Xiao Yuanqi still didn't know it. As long as he insisted, there was nothing wrong to catch.

Seeing that she didn't recognize her, Shen Sirong just smiled. She stroked her sideburns and said, "Well, since you know Queen Hui'an, how can you not know what kind of plum blossom she likes? Even if the Empress Hui'an likes the plum blossom palace, if you have brought it to Fengming Palace, you will naturally know that there is a plum garden behind Queen Hui'an's bedroom. And the most is not the green calyx at all, but the double petals jumping branches.

After saying the last word, the light in Mother Lan's eyes faded. She didn't explain a word, but just looked at Shen Sirong's red lips.

was pulled back by Xiao Yuanqi and fell into a familiar embrace. Shen Sirong said the last mistake: "Mother Lan was born with Queen Hui'an. You must know that the emperor was attacked after the rest of the emperor. The emperor was cut off and almost died. How could you forget it? It's just that this matter involves the emperor's obscure, and no one mentions it again.

"Hmm. Well, the noble concubine is really clear..." With a wild smile, Mother Lan gritted her teeth and said sarcastic words, which just confirmed that her identity was different.

After a verbal battle, Shen Sirong was weak and gently leaned against Xiao Yuanqi. And Xiao Yuanqi knew everything, and murder burst out in his eyes.

"Your Majesty. Take her to Fengming Palace." Before Xiao Yuanqi took action, Shen Sirong whispered in his ear.

Withdrawing the palm wind in his hand, Xiao Yuanqi ordered the dark guard to secretly take her to Fengming Palace to guard. In an moment, the originally tense Shangyang Palace breathed a sigh of relief.

He hugged Shen Sirong and sat down and gave her a few sips of the ginseng tea on the dragon case. It was not until his face calmed down that Xiao Yuanqi's face dissipated his worries.

"Don't take risks alone next time. Fortunately, she can't do martial arts. In case I hurt you, I will go to find a Shen Sirong who knows my heart so well."

The auricle became red with this. I don't know when Xiao Yuanqi always said some intimate sweet words when they were alone, which made Shen Sirong unable to stand it.

"How do you know that I have a wound on my back..." Leaning his back on the soft stool, Xiao Yuanqi remembered what had just happened and asked softly with his eyebrows.

Shen Sirong lovingly scratched his muscular back with his fingers: "The injured concubine on the emperor's back has seen it. The wound clearly grew with the bones of the emperor's body, and has even gradually flattened. As for the reason for the injury, it's just my concubine's nonsense. Please forgive me.

His eyes stared at the distance, and Xiao Yuanqi couldn't help but be shocked, but Shen Sirong's nonsense was crooked. He once heard from his father that he was injured when he was born. Later, he was protected by Mother Lan. When the Fengming Palace was cleaned up, Mother Lan was transferred to Shangyang Palace by her father.

It must have been the real Mother Lan who protected him from escaping, and later the transfer to Shangyang Palace became fake. In the Fengming Palace, the disfigured woman was the witness of the Su family's bloody case.

Thinking of the thick fog that was about to break, Xiao Yuanqi's heart was like a cracked valley, and his majestic spirit was about to come out.

Xiao Yuanqi suddenly grabbed Shen Sirong's hand, and the slight trembling of his palm showed his emotional ups and downs.

"Thank you..."

The hoarseness in his throat was integrated into the desire of these years, and Xiao Yuanqi kissed Shen Sirong's hair and muttered.