Chapter 167 Secret History of the Palace (11)
In the afternoon of the next day, shortly after lunch, Su Chenghao took a group of people to Yanxi Palace. Su Chenghao waved his hand slightly, and the servants behind him put the bride price one by one in the front hall.
Concubine Jin sat directly above, looked at all this, and asked with a smile, "C cousin, what is this?"
Su Chenghao bowed to Concubine Jin and said, "My cousin is here to propose marriage to my cousin. Please give me the grass of Yanxi Palace."
Concubine Jin laughed and said, "Oh? So that's it!"
Then he winced at Xiang'er and said, "Go and hand over the bride to the lieutenant!"
"Yes."
Xiang'er smiled, looked at Su Chenghao blankly, and retreated hurriedly.
Su Chenghao was overjoyed and thought that being a guard lieutenant was different. His cousin actually rewarded me the maid of Yanxi Palace so easily. He also thought that if he married Xiaocao, he would not have to sneak around in the future. It's very good.
In a moment, Xiang'er returned to the front hall, followed by two eunuchs. The eunuch carried a carved wooden box one after another and gently put it down in front of Su Chenghao.
"What is this?"
Su Chenghao couldn't help but be stunned and asked suspiciously, thinking, didn't he say to bring the grass? Where's the little grass man? What is this carved wooden box for? Does my cousin have to return a gift after receiving my betrothal gift?
"Cousin? Where's the grass?"
Su Chenghao asked suspiciously.
"Do you know when you open the box and have a look?"
Concubine Jin covered her face and smiled.
Su Chenghao was full of suspicion and stretched out his hand to open the carved wooden box. As soon as he opened the lid of the box, he smelled a strong blood gas. Su Chenghao suddenly understood seven or eight points in his heart. He was shocked and slipped down a line of cold sweat on his face. He fixed his eyes and saw a petite one overlapping in the small carved wooden box. The small body is blurred, full of whip marks, and even a good piece of meat can't be found. The dirty blood mixed with small pieces of meat is stained inside the carved wooden box.
Su Chenghao trembled his hands and picked up the body in the carved wooden box in disbelief. Su Chenghao picked up the face of the body. Although he could hardly find a complete skin on his face, Su Chenghao still recognized that this was the gentle grass day and night!
Su Chenghao's heart was unspeakable. He thought that a person who was fine yesterday was lying in his arms yesterday, and today he suddenly became such a bloody corpse!
I feel very sad!
"Cousin? What's going on?"
Su Chenghao held the bloody body of the grass and asked suspiciously.
"Aren't you going to marry Xiaocao? I'll reward her to you now!"
Concubine Jin smiled and said softly.
"I was alone yesterday. Why did it become like this today?"
Su Chenghao asked angrily.
"Do you still dare to ask me? I would like to ask you! What a good fragrance, why was it ruined by you in vain?
Concubine Jin put away the smile in her eyes, a pair of phoenix eyes were awe-inspiring, and the tail of her eyes gently swept at Su Chenghao. Su Chenghao immediately felt a strong murderous intention and couldn't help shivering.
"I..."
Su Chenghao was shocked and dared not speak again.
"Do you really regard Yanxi Palace as your own backyard? Or should it be regarded as a kiln in the capital? Whichever you like, don't you?
Concubine Jin slapped the table fiercely and shouted harshly.
"Cousin, I..."
As soon as Su Chenghao saw that Concubine Jin was angry, he was shocked and his tone suddenly softened.
"I tell you that Xiang'er is my favorite maid. She has been with me for more than 20 years. Except for me, no one dares to annoy her! Now this innocent body has been so stained by you that you still want to marry another woman? I tell you that no one can marry except Xianger. If you want to marry, you can only marry the body home!"
Jinfei raised a cruel sneer at the corners of her mouth and said in a cold voice.
Su Chenghao suddenly felt like a discouraged ball. His whole body softened. He raised his head and looked at Xiang'er. Xiang'er was holding her head high and squinting coldly. Her heart was bitter, and she couldn't say a word.
"I have accepted your betrothal gifts, just as your betrothal gifts for Xiang'er, but now that I am pregnant, I can't leave Xiang'er for the time being. At least I can't reward Xiang'er until I give birth to a dragon son."
Concubine Jin said with a smile and waved to the eunuch beside him. Everyone immediately came forward and lifted the neatly arranged bride price in the hall.
"If it hadn't been for your surname Su, you would have been the person lying in the carved wooden box today! From now on, if you dare to be bad to Xiang'er, don't blame me for not thinking about the feelings of the same clan!"
Concubine Jin said coldly.
"Yes, yes."
Su Chenghao hurriedly answered as soon as he heard this.
"Okay, go down."
Concubine Jin looked at Su Chenghao coldly and waved her hand slightly to signal him to retreat.
Su Chenghao turned around quickly and wanted to leave. The servants behind him did not dare to delay and followed him closely.
"Hight!"
Concubine Jin suddenly shouted harshly. Su Chenghao immediately stopped, turned his head, looked embarrassed, and asked carefully, "What's the matter with my cousin?"
"Don't you take the grass away together?"
Concubine Jin pointed to the body of the body placed in the carved wooden box, with a strong smell of blood and blood, and asked harshly.
"No...no... my cousin will never dare to have such an idea again..."
Su Chenghao said urgently.
"The grass is still your person! Now she is dead! Shouldn't you repair a grave for her? Take it away!"
Concubine Jin's eyes darkened and shouted harshly.
"Yes, yes."
Su Chenghao quickly waved to the servants behind him and said, "Why don't you take it away!"
Several servants hurried forward, stuffed the body of the grass back into the carved wooden box, covered the carved wooden box, and then carried the carved wooden box and hurriedly retreated behind Su Chenghao.
Everyone happily came to Yanxi Palace for recruitment, but they returned a bloody body. Su Chenghao was silent all the way. Everyone hurriedly left the palace and went to Su Chenghao's mansion in the capital. Su Chenghao ordered someone to repair a grave in the backyard and prepare to bury the grass in his backyard.
Several servants worked hard to dig the grave. Su Chenghao sat on the ground, opened the carved wooden box, looked at the flesh and blood of the grass, and said sadly, "Xiao Cao, I intended to marry you as my wife, but you are too thin to enjoy this blessing. Now you are like this. In the end, I was tortured to death, but I can't avenge you. I can only repair a grave for you. When I think of you in the future, I can come to the backyard and see you.
I thought to myself that I was a beautiful person yesterday, but today I turned into a cold body. I felt great regret and sighed, "What a beautiful life!
After a while, the servants sweated profusely and finally dug up the grave. Su Chenghao picked up the body of the grass and thought that a person who was still held in his arms yesterday became heavy after he died today. Sure enough, his body would become heavier after death.
So he gently put the body of the grass in the grave. After looking at it for a long time, he seemed to feel that it was not appropriate. Then he took off the blood-stained clothes on his body and gently covered the body of the grass**, and then he felt better.
Only then did he order people to fill the grave. Everyone waved a shovel and filled the grave pit in a short time. Su Chenghao said to the grave, "Xiao Cao, your life is not good today. May you devote to a good life in the next life and don't go to the palace to be a maid of honor again."
"Master! How to write this tombstone? Is it written as the tomb of the lady?
The servant next to him asked.
"Fad! Everyone is dead! What else, madam! How can my wife let a dead man do it! Of course, it can only be done by a living woman! What are you doing when you marry a dead man!"
Su Chenghao scolded angrily.
"Yes, yes, how to write it?"
The servant asked in a low voice.
"Let's write about the tomb of my concubine Xiaocao. At least it's a name for her."
Su Chenghao sighed and said, then turned around and walked into the room.
Shortly after Su Chenghao left, Xiang'er walked back to the room, lay **, took out the heirloom jade pendant that Su Chenghao gave to Xiaocao as a token of love, pinched it in her hand and played with it carefully. She thought, little bitch, see what you can fight with me! Now you are dead! These three ladies are mine! Even the jade pendant he gave you is mine now!
I was so happy that I fell asleep with a jade pendant in my hand.
I don't know how long I slept, and suddenly woke up leisurely. I saw the door being pushed open, and a petite figure slowly came in. Xiang'er fixed her eyes. The man was dressed in plain palace clothes, neatly dressed, and it turned out to be grass!
"Little bitch! What are you doing here! You can't beat me in my life! Do you want to scare me when you die and become a ghost?
Xiang'er was shocked and then calmed down and shouted angrily.
"Sister, we were born from the same root, why is it too urgent to fry each other! At least you and I have been sisters for more than ten years, don't we have a trace of affection?
The grass looked pale like a piece of white paper and asked coldly.
As soon as Xianger heard this, she pondered for a moment, then raised her head and said, "There's nothing we can do about it!" Who told you to rob my man!"
"Hey, now my sister is leaving. In the hell, I'm waiting for my sister. You and my sister will be your companion on Huangquan Road, and you won't be alone!"
Xiaocao smiled stiffly, and his face was as if it were made of paper.
"If you want to go, just go! I won't die! I'm going to be Mrs. Sanpin!"
Xiang'er scolded angrily.
"Life is just a play. You and I are both from the play. Why do we need to go too deep into the play? It's better to go home, it's better to go home..."
Xiaocao shook his head, and his body drifted back quickly. He sighed heavily. His voice seemed to come from afar, and the news disappeared soon.
Xiang'er suddenly woke up, touched her forehead, touched the cold sweat of her hand, and thought that it was just a dream!
Then he stroked his beating heart, raised his right hand, and saw his right hand still holding the jade pendant tightly. Then he was relieved, tied the jade pendant tightly to his belt, and felt that his mouth was dry, so he got up and put on his shoes and socks, and went out to find water to drink.