Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

"It's past midnight. If you stay in the harem any longer, people will be criticized. You should go back first. We'll talk about anything tomorrow."

"Can I go back with peace of mind when you are like this?" Mo Xuan said bluntly: "The emperor summoned you to ask for your succession to the throne." His tone was affirmative rather than questioning.

Qingyun couldn't help but look stunned: "How do you know that Father summoned us tonight to talk about this matter?"

"My father once mentioned it." Mo Xuan sat at the table and looked at Qingyun and said truthfully: "The night we designed Palace Yingjie, the emperor summoned more than a dozen ministers late at night, but we accidentally interrupted him later. Although the emperor In the end, the reason for summoning those ministers was not mentioned, but my father more or less guessed that it was about this matter, so he told me so that I could be mentally prepared. The emperor secretly summoned you and Sima tonight while avoiding me, the prime minister. The four Rui people, as well as my father and the Protector of the Country, I think this is very likely to be the case."

"That's it." Qingyun felt relieved.

Taifu Han followed his father when he was young and had a keen and delicate mind. It is not surprising that he could guess some of his father's thoughts.

Looking at Lin'er who was sleeping peacefully, Qingyun got off the bed lightly, walked to the table and sat down, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Mo Xuan, poured another cup of tea and took a sip, and then whispered: "Father The emperor did have this intention, and I agreed, but I begged my father to postpone the enthronement ceremony for one year, and he agreed."

"Since you have agreed, why do you still look worried?"

"I just don't understand. The third brother and the sixth brother are very talented and are my father's direct bloodline, and I am just the adopted daughter who was kindly adopted by my father. Why doesn't my father pass the throne to the third brother or the sixth brother, but insists on passing it on to me?" And what kind of arrangements will my father make so that I can legitimately inherit the throne?" Qingyun frowned deeply.

She didn't want to tell Chen Yu that her father wanted her to confer the title of one queen and four concubines, at least not now, lest Chen Yu upset the jealousy jar.

After hearing this, a secretive light flashed across Mo Xuan's charming eyes, so fast that Qingyun didn't notice it at all.

"Perhaps the emperor thinks that you are kind-hearted and smart, and you are deeply respected and loved by your subjects. Compared with the wise king and the wise king, you can make the country stable and prosperous, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, so he passed the throne to you, and the emperor said that you have The method will allow you to inherit the throne legitimately, and you will be absolutely sure, so don’t worry."

"I'm not worried about this, but I think this matter is too unbelievable. Even my uncle and the Protector didn't raise any objections. Master Jingxin was actually present. In addition, when I left, I heard that my father was... Don’t you think it’s strange to ask Master Jingxin if she blames him? Also, who is Master Jingxin? Why does my father respect Master Jingxin so much? And I also have a very cordial feeling towards her. Like family members?"

"My father and the Protector are loyal to the emperor, and of course they will obey the emperor's will unconditionally. As for Master Jingxin..."

Mo Xuan picked up the steaming tea on the table and blew it. After taking a sip, he said slowly: "As far as I know, Master Jingxin was seriously injured and passed out on the edge of a cliff. Fortunately, the previous abbot passed by and healed the dying man. She then kindly brought her back to Cining Nunnery. In order to repay the abbot's life-saving grace, Master Jingxin stayed in Cining Nunnery and became a monk. However, no one knows the true identity and origin of Master Jingxin so far, and you The intimacy you feel towards Master Jingxin may come from your longing for your mother-in-law and your desire to have motherly love."

"Is it just like this?" Qingyun paused while holding the tea cup.

Although she only saw Master Jingxin twice every year on her father's and her birthdays, and didn't talk much, Master Jingxin was really kind and amiable to her.

Is it true, as Chen Yu said, that it is just because she longs for the love from her mother that she feels that Master Jingxin is very kind?

Thinking of her parents who both died young, Qingyun's beautiful face became a little dazed, with a trace of sadness in her eyebrows, and her low voice was as ethereal and ethereal as if coming from a deep valley: "Chen Yu, I am really unfilial, until today I paid homage to my parents once..."

Sensing the feeling of depression and sadness that instantly spread around Qingyun, Mo Xuan immediately put down the tea cup in his hand, stretched out his hand to gently pick her up and sit on his knees, saying softly and lovingly: "Cry if you want to. , don’t hold it in and hurt yourself, I’ll feel bad.”

Putting her hands around Mo Xuan's waist and burying her head in his warm arms that smelled like medicine, Qingyun suppressed her grief and silently burst into tears.

If my parents were still alive, their family would have lived an ordinary and happy life. However, the concubine poisoned her mother out of love and hatred. As a result, her mother died and her father committed suicide. Their family was separated forever, and she also died. ...

Mo Xuan patted Qingyun's back gently, comforting her silently, with a chilling look on his beautiful face.

After a long time, Qingyun gradually stopped crying, still burying her head in Mo Xuan's arms, with a heavy nasal sound in her words.

"It turns out that my father has always enshrined my parents' spiritual tablets in the ancestral hall, but I can't figure out why my father didn't take me to worship my parents until today? And he also made my parents' spiritual tablets out of pure gold and enshrined them in the ancestral hall. ?

You know, the ancestral hall enshrines all the kings and queens of the Sima family, and only the kings and queens' spiritual tablets can be made of pure gold. My parents are just ordinary people, and my father will not know that doing this will make the world criticize him. My mother is so rebellious.

Also, only my mother's name was engraved on the spirit tablet, but not my father's.

I heard from my father that my father was my sworn brother, and my mother was someone whom my father respected very much, so I enshrined my parents’ spiritual tablets in the ancestral hall.

But I always feel that this is not the case, and as my father insists on passing the throne to me tonight, I become more and more confused, but I can't figure out what is going on."

Taking out the brocade handkerchief and gently wiping away the tears from the corners of Qingyun's eyes, Mo Xuan said warmly: "I once heard my father accidentally say that before my father-in-law passed away, he and the emperor did go through life and death several times, and their relationship was better than that of biological brothers. Later, my father-in-law died young. Passed away, the emperor has been grieving for this for a long time. It is human nature for the emperor to enshrine the spiritual tablets of his father-in-law and mother-in-law in the ancestral hall to remember him all the time. Don’t think too much about it. Besides, the emperor will do this. I believe he has made a complete plan. No one will find out."

If he knew that Emperor Huiwen wanted Qingyun to enthrone one queen and four concubines after he ascended the throne, he would probably destroy Emperor Huiwen, and he would not be willing to defend Emperor Huiwen.

"Maybe I really overthought it." Qingyun said, but her brows were still furrowed.

At this time in Yanqing Palace.

A handsome-looking eunuch looked at the concubine with a ferocious and twisted face, who was beating all kinds of precious utensils like crazy. He waved his hand and dismissed the maids and eunuchs, and said softly: "Ashuang, the matter is over, don't leave." If you get angry, you won't hurt yourself."

"Shut up!"

She waved her hand and gave the eunuch a loud slap in the face. Ignoring the instantly red and swollen fingerprints on his face and the blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, the imperial concubine said angrily: "I finally got such a good chess piece. Who knew I could just throw it away?"

No, how can I not be annoyed or angry?"

"A Shuang...um..."

The eunuch was about to comfort the imperial concubine when suddenly a black shadow flashed across his face. He became mute and unable to move. Then he watched helplessly as the black shadow rushed toward the imperial concubine like a whirlwind and pinched the imperial concubine's neck with his white right hand.

, the voice was cold and cold: "Tell me, did you send someone to drug Concubine Zhang to cause her to have a miscarriage?"

The imperial concubine suddenly lost her breath, her face gradually began to turn pale, she raised her hand to open the hand of the man in black: "Let... let go...

Realizing the imperial concubine's intention, the man in black tightened his grip on her neck: "Is it you?"

"No...not me...my wife..." The concubine, whose breathing was getting weaker and weaker, looked at the man in black in horror and denied it anxiously.

"It's really not you?" Seeing that the imperial concubine was blinking desperately, her eyes full of fear and fear, but not the slightest bit guilty, the man in black let go of her hand.

The confinement was lifted, and the concubine immediately breathed in the fresh air so much that she coughed hard. She glanced at the man in black with sinister eyes. Fear quickly swept through her body and mind: "Concubine Zhang is pregnant with my child.

I don’t even have time to protect my grandson, so how could I possibly drug him and murder him?”

The man in black was sitting on the main chair, stroking a pair of white and jade-like hands without saying a word.

"The murderer died on the spot, and it has been found that the murderer used the secret poison 'Shang Zi Powder' on Concubine Zhang, which is not spread to the outside world, and she was also poisoned by the poison of Juechen Palace. Do you think it is possible?

..."

Before the imperial concubine could finish speaking, the man in black stood up suddenly, looked directly at the imperial concubine and said sinisterly: "I will investigate this matter myself. You'd better ensure that this matter really has nothing to do with you, otherwise I will let you and

This eunuch will be buried with that child!" After saying that, the black shadow flashed, and the man in black was no longer in the room.

The imperial concubine felt as if all her strength had been drained from her body. She fell softly to the ground and could not recover for a long time.

The eunuch looked at the dumbfounded imperial concubine, his eyes filled with distress and helplessness.

At the same time, in the study room of the Taiwei Mansion.

Looking at the secret report that his son had just received on the table, Lin Bingquan's face was as cold as frost, and his eyes shone with a cold light.

Two great-grandchildren were gone, and grandson Lin Hai became a useless person. With his son Jinpeng being transferred away from Qiyang County, the forces that three generations of their ancestors and grandchildren had secretly cultivated in Qiyang County for so many years were inexplicably discovered and eradicated by unknown persons one after another.

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Seeing that many years of hard work were ruined in one moment, Lin Bingquan was furious. Who dared to go against him?

Feiwu Pavilion.

Zhang Lianwu was sitting on the bed with her back leaning on a soft pillow, her bare hands caressing her flat belly. Her beautiful face was as pale as paper, and there was a trace of sadness and sadness between her brows.

"You all go down, this king and Concubine Zhang have something to say."