Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 456 Xichuan Taoyao scorching tears (12)

The death of Concubine Xian was the most convoluted case in Xueyi Kingdom back then. Although Feng Xiaoyun and the Queen Mother did not believe that Concubine Xian would hang herself to death, no other evidence could be found, and the case finally ended.

Concubine Xian's death hit Feng Qingchen very hard. Since the day Concubine Xian passed away, he has been standing in front of the window of Concubine Xian's inner room every day, staring at the distant sky in a daze.

Later, on the day of Concubine Xian's burial, Feng Qingchen came out of Concubine Xian's inner room, and after Concubine Xian was buried, he disappeared.Feng Xiaoyun was worried, so he ordered the guards to search all over the city, and finally found Feng Qingchen by a river in the city before dark.

Seeing him staring blankly at the river, the imperial guards brought him back to the palace for fear that he would do something unthinkable.After the queen mother learned about this, she thought that he lost his mother and concubine at a young age, and recalled the virtues of concubine Xian in the past, so she brought Feng Qingchen back to Fengwu Palace. From that day on, Feng Qingchen was taken by the queen mother. Discipline yourself.

Although Feng Qingchen was young at the time, he didn't believe that his mother and concubine would leave him alone, but Feng Xiaoyun didn't have any clues, and later he was enlightened by the queen mother, so he suppressed this matter in his heart.In these years, he has studied hard and learned to manage government affairs, just in order to find out the real cause of Concubine Xian's death one day, so as to solve the knot in his heart for many years.

Withdrawing her thoughts, looking at the phoenix gold hairpin in her hand, Feng Qingchen narrowed her eyes slightly.This is one of her concubine's favorite ornaments. It was buried with Concubine Xian back then, so how could it suddenly appear in the hands of the man in black?

Clutching the phoenix gold hairpin in her hand, Feng Qingchen glanced at the brocade box on the table again, and was suddenly attracted by the bottom grid inside the brocade box. She gently placed the phoenix gold hairpin in her hand on the table, and then picked it up. The brocade box looked at it carefully.

Slender fingers slowly slid across the bottom of the brocade box, Feng Qingchen's eyes suddenly fixed, he reached out and took out the dagger he was carrying, slowly inserted the sharp blade into the bottom grid of the brocade box, groped for a while, the bottom grid was indeed caught Pry it open, revealing the hidden compartment below.

There was nothing in the dark compartment except a note. Feng Qingchen frowned slightly, put down the dagger in his hand, took out the note and slowly unfolded it. When he saw the words on the paper, his expression changed drastically.

"Foretelling the cause of Concubine Xian's death, Hanyue Tower will wait for you tomorrow night."

A few words, but caused an uproar in Feng Qingchen's heart.Holding the note in his hand tightly, the blue veins on the back of his hand are clearly visible, obviously suppressing his inner emotions.

After a long while, Feng Qingchen concentrated his mind, took a deep breath, gathered the internal force in his palm to turn the note into ashes, turned around and put the phoenix gold hairpin on the table into a brocade box and put it away, before leaving Going to the window, he stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the night outside the window, his black eyes were full of sadness.

"Mother Concubine, were you really so cruel back then, leaving Chen'er alone and leaving?" Feng Qingchen lowered her eyes, recalling the scenes with Concubine Xian when she was a child, with a low voice The murmur scattered with the wind, and finally disappeared into the night.

Since the beginning of spring, the weather in Xichuan has started to increase. It was still sunny and sunny in the morning, but just after noon, it began to drizzle.

Xuanyuan Yuewu and Fulan, who went to pick tea leaves at the foot of Xiling Peak, were trapped in a pavilion at the foot of the mountain by the sudden drizzle. The clothes of the two were already soaked by the rain, and the hair on their foreheads was all gone. Drenched, tightly attached to the forehead, looking a little embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)