Concubine Jing Hua: Domineering Nine Thousand Years Old

Chapter 7

The four girls looked at each other, and then looked at Zhao Xinmin, Zhao Xinmin said: "Go to sleep."

The girls nodded obediently and went back to the corner.

Zhao Xinmin pulled Ye Zhenzhen to the side, and asked in a low voice: "They didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"

"No, I am a concubine who is going to be buried, even if I want to run away, I just have to catch him and nothing will happen to me." Ye Zhen Zhen said, concealing the fact that she met the assassin.

Only then did Zhao Xinmin feel relieved, grabbed Ye Zhenzhen's arm and said, "Don't take any risks, just in case..."

"I can't help it, because of my escape, many guards have been strengthened outside, I think it would be futile to take risks." Ye Zhen Zhen sighed.

When Zhao Xinmin heard this, she didn't have any disappointment on her face, she was afraid of Ye Zhenzhen's self-blame, so she took her hand and comforted her, "It's okay, maybe we are destined to be like this."

Ye Zhen Zhen didn't speak, her calm eyes covered her surging emotions.

Is this the fate?She just doesn't believe in fate.It may be difficult to change your fate against the sky, but it may not be impossible.Didn't you say that you will enter the mausoleum the day after tomorrow?That would be their only chance...

On the eighteenth day of midsummer, two nights of rain ushered in a sunny day.

The scorching heat is unbearable, and the air is full of hot and dry factors. The wind blows, but it can't bring a trace of coolness. There are only waves of heat waves, sweeping and burning people's hearts.

At dawn, many palace people came to Jingxin Garden. They washed and dressed Ye Zhenzhen and her party of six, and put on a new set of mourning clothes. The silver hairpins matched each other. Except for the haggard and frightened expression, which one is not like a flower? Jade, lovely and charming?

However, fate makes people, what awaits them is not a bright future, but a hopeless and extremely dark abyss.

The faces of the girls were bleak, and their eyes were filled with fear of what was about to happen, but so what?They are weak and unable to change the current situation.

According to the order of the canonized ranks, Ye Zhenzhen and Zhao Xinmin are at the front.Ye Zhen Zhen looked indifferent, as if the situation she was going to face was different from theirs.

But Zhao Xinmin had a look of worry and uneasiness.She knew that Zhen Zhen would not sit still, and she also knew what she would do today, but what could she do in public?

Ye Zhen Zhen felt Zhao Xin Min's worry, reached out and tugged at her sleeve, and nodded slightly to her.

Zhao Xinmin's lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but unable to speak at this moment, so she sighed from the bottom of her heart.

Ye Zhen Zhen's expression remained unchanged, she had already thought of everything, if nothing unexpected happened, her plan should be feasible.

After 270 years, the Tianqin Dynasty has a solid foundation and a strong national power. It sits on the Central Plains and the Southwest, with a vast territory.

Longya Mountain, a rugged mountain range, is located two hundred miles away from the Qin capital.

The entire mountain range of Longya Mountain is the mausoleum of the Qin royal family.What every generation of emperors must do is to expand the imperial mausoleum during their reign. After nearly 300 years, it has already covered the entire mountain range.

When the first emperor entered the mausoleum, he went up to the new empress dowager, down to civil and military officials, court ladies and guards, all accompanied him.The momentum of the scene was extremely huge, and the entire team could hardly see the end.

Ye Zhenzhen and the others, as concubines of the late emperor and those who are about to be buried, are treated fairly well, they have a carriage and don't need to rely on two legs.

In the carriage, there was a dead silence. The girls' faces were pale and their eyes were lifeless. Everyone looked like they were unloved.

Ye Zhen Zhen frowned lightly, she didn't know what to say to comfort them, how does it feel to see no hope of life?
In fact, until now, Ye Zhen Zhen has not felt that kind of despair, she just thinks that such a dehumanizing thing is really too unreal.

"Sister Ye, you still don't want to..." Zhao Xinmin was very worried that Ye Zhenzhen would do something irreversible, now they just need to die by themselves, if they implicate the family again, then they will be the real sinners.

Ye Zhen Zhen turned her head to look at Zhao Xinmin, she didn't say anything, she just smiled lightly.

Her smile was pure and gentle, but Zhao Xinmin felt palpitated when she saw it, and could no longer say any words of dissuasion.

In another extravagant carriage, two brocade-clothed men were playing chess, their gestures were equally elegant and dignified.

"Brother Six, are you sure you want to stand still?" The man as beautiful as a crown jade withdrew his head from the window, and then looked at the cold-faced man opposite, with a leisurely tone and a smile.

"Otherwise?" Qin Ce, who was dressed in a dark green brocade robe, asked without answering, and calmly dropped a white piece with his slender jade hand, then looked away and leaned on the brocade couch, as if the victory was sealed.

"Well, it's none of my business anyway, I'll just be my son of a happy family!" The son Qin Chenyan smiled, shrugged, and when his eyes returned to the chess game, his face suddenly changed, "I Why did you lose so quickly? You didn't move the chess pieces while I was looking outside, did you?"

Qin Ce was too lazy to answer, and raised his eyes lightly, giving him an idiot look.

Qin Chenyan curled his lips in displeasure, confused the chess game, and leaned lazily on the wide soft couch behind: "I heard that you were almost caught by Qin Zhao the night before yesterday, didn't you?"

Qin Ce didn't answer, picked up the jade cup, and took a sip of tea calmly, but he couldn't help but think of the rainy night the night before, and the woman in white who would rather expose herself than save him.

Her identity turned out to be the late emperor's concubine, and today, she was in the carriage behind.

Thinking of her eloquence to the guards calmly and eloquently when she was nearly ruined that night, her courage to escape for her life, and her fearlessness when she was discovered by the guards, all surprised him.

Especially her weird behavior of bewildering the guard's sanity made him go back and think for a long time.

As a woman who is about to be buried, what she shows is not fear and helplessness, but to use all her own advantages to find opportunities for life.

Seeing that Qin Ce didn't speak, Qin Chenyan regarded him as acquiescing, and the smile on his handsome face widened: "Qin Zhao has just been enthroned, and he must be impatient to get rid of you. I'm really curious that you are being pushed. Will it rebel!"

"You want to see me rebel so much?" Qin Ce raised his head suddenly, his sharp eyes like black ink showed a cold icy front, as if there was thousands of years of ice in it, which would never melt from ancient times.

"Eh...not really!" Qin Chenyan frowned, spread his hands, and quickly looked away, "I just saw you guys fighting fiercely in secret, and you were anxious on the sidelines, why don't you come to something substantial, hurry up Tell the difference!"

Qin Ce was too lazy to answer his boring questions.

"Oh, by the way!" Qin Chenyan suddenly remembered something, his smile became curious, and he asked gossip, "I forgot to ask you the night before yesterday, when I saw you, your wound was bandaged with a piece of cloth. According to my many years of experience in reading countless women, that is a woman's dress! Sixth brother, you were saved by a beauty that night, right?"

(End of this chapter)