Prosperous advisors

Chapter 212 The Death of Mu Feiluan (4)
Murong Xi looked at Gu Xiuting amusedly and smiled, "You seem to have great confidence in Qing Yi?"

Gu Xiuting raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't cousin think Qing Yi is very smart?"

"Naturally, she is extremely smart." Murong Xi sighed, "Sometimes when I see her, I will mistakenly think that I am seeing Ge'er."

Gu Xiuting was startled, lowered his eyes and said softly: "Yes, Geer...is as smart as Qingyi."

When mentioning the little cousin, Murong Xi was also a little sad, so he didn't say too much so as not to make Gu Xiuting even more sad.Gu Xiuting sighed in his heart, after all, the matter of resurrection from the dead was too mysterious, and it was better not to tell his cousin that Ge'er was still alive.

cold palace

"Come on... Come on, help me..." In the most remote room in the cold palace, a hoarse ghost-like voice kept ringing.Sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes disappearing and sometimes appearing, so that people who accidentally pass by can't help but show a look of horror and then run quickly.

Mu Feiluan lay powerlessly on the bed, already wanting to cry without tears.The dust in the room was still not cleaned up, and there was a plate of cold vegetables and half a bowl of rice on a dilapidated table not far from the bed.Such food had never appeared in Mu Feiluan's nightmare before.She was born to be the daughter of Suchenghou's mansion, even a concubine lived a life of rich clothes and fine food.

In such a dilapidated place, the cold food without oil and water, it is no exaggeration to say that the rough envoys, eunuchs and maids in the palace eat better than this.Mu Feiluan knew that even a concubine who was relegated to the cold palace would not be treated so badly.It will be like this, but some people want to make life difficult for themselves.It's just that there are too many people who hate her on weekdays, even she herself can't guess who is trying to humiliate her.

For the first two days when she came in, she thought she was going to die.She was almost strangled to death by the Emperor Hua, and also suffered a miscarriage due to unconnected luck.But Emperor Hua didn't even let her see an imperial doctor, he was directly thrown into the cold palace, lying in the dusty place unable to move and starving, Mu Feiluan really thought he couldn't survive.But a few days later, she still didn't die, but she felt that she was more painful than dying.The stench coming from a certain part of the body could not be concealed even in this damp and musty room.The eunuch who brought her food every day also left the food in a hurry and turned around and ran away in disgust.

Mu Feiluan knew that she had been abandoned.No one will come to her rescue, maybe she will die in a few days.Maybe she won't die, she will gradually go crazy in the cold palace.But she is not reconciled, a few days ago she was still a concubine, a future concubine, she was still pregnant with His Majesty's little prince, everything was so beautiful, why did she become a prisoner in the blink of an eye?

"Help me... who will help me..."

"Concubine Rou." A deep voice sounded at the door, Mu Feiluan looked sideways, and there was a palace maid who couldn't see her face clearly standing at the door.

Mu Feiluan was taken aback, "You... who are you?"

The palace maid said with a slight smile: "Why does Concubine Rou care about who I am? This servant is here to save you." Concubine Rou was stunned, "You... you still save me?" The palace maid strolled in, somehow, Mu Feiluan suddenly felt the danger, "No, don't come here, who are you?"

The maid said with a smile: "I really came to save you. Concubine Rou, look at your current appearance, you are still suffering if you live. This servant... is here to help you escape."

"You! You...you want to kill me! You belong to Concubine Yun!?" Panicked, Mu Feiluan had already forgotten that Concubine Yun was now from noble Yun.The palace lady didn't admit it but just smiled and said: "Don't blame Concubine Rou, if it wasn't for you talking too much, why did this happen? Originally... our master could still save you. It's a pity... now I can only ask you to shut up."

"No, don't kill me..." Mu Feiluan's eyes widened in horror, the cohabitation of death had never been so close to her.She doesn't want to die, she is not reconciled... She hasn't become a noble concubine yet, a high-ranking queen.After so many years of trembling in the palace, she got nothing!

The maid sneered, and a white silk was quickly wrapped around her neck.Mu Feiluan, who had hurt his throat earlier, couldn't scream at all, and even more so after being entangled by Bai Ling.What's more, in the dead of night, who would go to the most remote corner of the cold palace to witness a murder?

Bai Ling's strength tightened rapidly, and Mu Feiluan clearly felt that his neck was being strangled, and he couldn't breathe due to the pain.She even heard the sound of her throat cracking, and her hands were struggling in a panic, but the maid was obviously not an ordinary maid, and her weak struggle was easily suppressed.

Looking at the dim candlelight in the room, her eyes gradually began to loosen, and her struggling movements gradually stopped.She seemed to see that night a few years ago, that pale and sad woman in white was strangled by someone in the same way, but the other party was much calmer than her, with a touch of nostalgia and relief in her eyes.

Gradually her thoughts seemed to drift further away.She saw herself in her cardamom years and the gentle and elegant woman in white.That was her aunt, Mrs. Zhang.She still remembered that Mrs. Zhang once chose a marriage for her.The second son in the family of a second-rank senior official, she rejected it dissatisfied at the time.She is the most favored lady in Suchenghou's mansion, she is so smart and beautiful.Why can she only marry a second son who can't inherit the family business or even a lower bastard son, while her fourth younger sister, who is not outstanding, was accused of marrying the prince when she was still completely ignorant?So, she flatly rejected her proposal and chose to enter the palace.

The scene in front of me flickered, and the pale and painful face of the woman in white appeared again, "I'm dead... Please let Yi'er go... Feiluan, you will regret it..."

She would regret it...she knew it, but now...it was too late for her to regret it.If I... had followed her advice to marry, right... none of this would have happened... It's a pity... I'm not reconciled...

A line of tears ran across the stained face, and the person on the bed completely stopped struggling, but the wide open eyes were still telling her unwillingness.

The maid stopped the white silk that was tightened in her hand, raised her hand to poke between Mu Feiluan's nose, then raised her hand to close her wide-open eyes with a soft snort.Even if it's not the first time to do such a thing, it's still a little penetrating to look at such unjustly dead eyes in the middle of the night.

He neatly hung the person on the beam of the house, making it look like he committed suicide by hanging from the beam.The maid patted the dust off her body, turned around and walked out.When she reached the door, she looked back and said with a sneer, "This is the Concubine Rou who used to be the favorite of the sixth palace, and nothing more than that."

Turn around and walk out the door.In the empty room, the candlelight greeted a slightly shaking silhouette on the wall.

(End of this chapter)