There is a big sister in the harem

Chapter 71

Concubine Feng Yue felt a little relieved by being so close to her confidant. What she said was nothing more than a blow to the eunuch. Even if the matter was revealed, she would not dare to suspect the empress.

"Slave sends empress respectfully." A respectful voice came from behind.

The two walked out of the main hall and walked a long way before they looked at each other and smiled. Their originally rigorous steps slowed down. Concubine Feng Yue did not return to her bedroom, but went to Jun Yi's.

Li Yan stood guard outside the hall, and when she stepped into the inner hall, she saw Jun Yi was buried under the gauze lamp, embroidering something, looking around, Jun Yin was still sitting beside her.

Seeing her come in, the man's voice was still ruthless, "I'm going to find you."

Concubine Feng felt a sense of powerlessness all over her body. Looking at Jun Yiyue's thinning face, she sat down and faced her face to face, "What's the matter?"

Without further ado, Jun Yin took out a portrait from his sleeve and spread it out on the table, "Let her pass the show girl election smoothly."

With the light on, Concubine Feng saw an unfamiliar face, a standard oval face, with eyebrows drawn into the tips of her hair, looking dignified, but... "Is her portrait also selected and sent up together with other beautiful girls?"

"Of course." Jun Yin said with certainty, Jingbi Langbao's eyes gleamed, "What's wrong?"

This portrait was not in the stack I was looking at just now. Her slender fingers stroked over it, facing her. Toss your head.After a moment of silence, he said with an ugly expression, "How could it be her?"

Feng Feiyue's face turned cold, "Do you know him?"

"Sister..." She put the things in her hands on the table, "This is father Xinna's wife...she, the daughter she brought into Jun's house!"

Concubine Feng was dumbfounded, her face flickering. She looked at Jun Yin beside him, and saw him propping up his chin with one hand, not denying it, with an ambiguous expression.

"The daughters of the Jun family are indeed destined to be sent to the harem." Concubine Feng rolled up the album, "Is she so obedient?"

"I have my own way to make her obedient." Jun Yin was full of confidence, and the corners of his lips curled up coldly.

"I and Junyi are already in the palace, why do you want to send someone in?" Concubine Feng saw the gloomy expression of the woman opposite her, and her chest felt suffocated.

"With just the two of you, can the entire harem be suppressed? The empress dowagers of the two palaces must take advantage of this draft opportunity to cultivate more confidants, and you are alone. Do you really think that the emperor's favor can protect you for the rest of your life?" Jun What Yin said was extremely ironic, Feng Feiyue's eyes were fixed on the glass lamp, and the scene in the Luan Hall last night was once again in her eyes, she closed her eyes abruptly, without saying a word.

"Now, you can only rely on yourself to win over power and prevent yourself from being squeezed out." Jun Yin clicked, and pulled back the portrait in Concubine Feng Yue's hand. The woman held it with her fingertips and held it in her palm. "This painting is useful to me."

The corners of Jun Yin's brows were raised, and his eyes were drawn into a line, "What's the use?"

"What's her name?" Concubine Feng read and answered irrelevant questions, raising the album in her hand.

"Jun Tian." His thin lips parted slightly, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

"There is no share for her in the roster above." Feng Feiyue spread out the painting again, "Her picture album has been called out."

When Jun Yin heard this, his eyes suddenly sank, his pupils narrowed slightly, and he was icy cold, "How do you know?"

Concubine Feng took out Zhixuan's portrait from her wide sleeve, "The only solution now is to put Juntian's picture album back as soon as possible."

"Sister..." Jun Yi looked soft, looked at Jun Tian's face, and said quietly, "Is she really voluntary?"

Concubine Feng looked at Jun Yin next to her, seeing that he seemed sullen, she sighed in her heart, her eyes fell on her lower abdomen, "Jun Yi..."

She raised her head, looked at the determination in the woman's eyes, and understood, "Sister, I'm sorry."

There is no need to be sorry...you can only blame it, we grew up in a place where we can't say sorry.

"This portrait, I'll find a way to send it in." Jun Yin seemed worried, so he was still going to do it himself.

That being the case, Concubine Feng became more and more quiet, and Jun Yin held Zhixuan's picture album in her hand, and leaned close to the open flame, and with a click, it burned quickly.

A beautiful moon, in the blink of an eye, disappeared at the fingertips, and the ashes were thrown into the stove on one side, making it difficult to survive.

The show girls are still the same, swallowing this gall for a dream of flying on the branches.

Early in the morning, there were noisy voices in the imperial garden. Concubine Feng read the letter and walked away. Not far away, she saw the eunuchs and eunuchs running towards this side. Yuqiao hurriedly stopped and asked, "Go out?" What's the matter?"

"That dry well... found a dead body."

Yuqiao let go of his hand, this kind of thing is no surprise, is it worth shouting like this?
"Go and have a look." Feng Feiyue didn't think much about it, she picked up the hem of her skirt, and went in the opposite direction of the crowd. From a distance, through the wall of people, she only saw a figure lying on the ground.

"Empress Empress..." I don't know who yelled this first, and the chattering crowd suddenly became silent, and they all knelt down on the ground.

Concubine Feng walked through the crowd, her eyes scanned the panic on everyone's faces, and she landed on the edge of a dry well.

The body that was salvaged was wrapped in a red sheet, and its face was covered with dried blood. She didn't pay attention at all, but just glanced at it, but when she saw the face, she was stunned in place as if struck by lightning.

Then, it is clearly Nu Ji.

What Jun Yin said was cleaned up, but unexpectedly, it was just thrown in this abandoned dry well.Now that the snow has fallen, the imperial garden needs to be rectified, so naturally, it cannot be concealed.

"Niang Niang..." Beside her, Li Yan was a little scared and took a step closer to her.

Concubine Feng turned her face slightly, her bright eyes fell on Nu Ji's neck, the corpse was still as before death, there was no smell of corruption.Fortunately, the wound strangled by the ring no longer exists.

There were snowflakes on her body, and her complexion was not unusual except for a dull bruise.A heart twitched, and before he could catch his breath, the sound of footsteps came one after another behind him.

The Gong'e eunuch who hadn't got up buried her shoulders even more, Feng Fei Yue turned around, and the emperor was already standing beside her, her shoulders collided slightly, she saluted, and before he could speak, she stood up by herself, Turn around and face the corpse willingly.

Gu Ye looked at her hand that had only been extended an inch, her thin lips were slightly lifted, her handsome eyes were tinged with confusion, she stepped forward, and stood behind her.

Officials Mo Chen and Mo Xiu both rushed over. When Concubine Feng saw the two of them, doubts appeared on her brows. It is common sense that someone died in the palace. Move out the emperor and the two great physicians.

Mo Xiu was the first to step forward. He squatted down and lifted the brocade quilt, as if examining the corpse's wounds.Concubine Feng looked at the woman's icy face, and felt a layer of nausea in her heart, moreover, creepy.

Official Mo Chen followed, only to see him shake his head and check several times, but found nothing.

Mo Xiu didn't take it seriously, wiped his hands, and stretched out his big palm suddenly, and stuck it on Nu Ji's neck.

"This...isn't Concubine Ji?" Gu Yezi's tone seemed to have just been discovered.Feng Feiyue's eyes were clear and clear, and she said lightly, "Exactly."

"Okay, why did you die?" Her heart was suffocated and depressed. This emperor, why do you ask yourself everything?
"My concubine doesn't know."

As soon as Moxiu exerted force with her five fingers, Feng Feiyue saw that the corpse seemed to bounce, and the surrounding crowd let out unanimous exclamations of surprise. She was also taken aback, subconsciously backed away, and completely hit the emperor's arm. Bend.The man came across with one hand and put it on her waist.Concubine Feng slightly moved her elbow, glanced at her, and broke free easily.

"emperor……"

She looked back and saw blood spit out from Nu Ji's mouth, the color was black, dignified and strange.

"There is no trauma at all, it was caused by someone cutting his throat with a sharp weapon." Mo Xiu wiped his hands, but fixed his eyes on Feng Feiyue, "As far as I know, it should be the extremely rare Beixuetian silk. Silk, stronger than diamond, is as thin as a cow's hair, hidden on the body, it is difficult to detect."

"Is there such a thing?" The emperor asked with bright eyes.

"Return to the emperor, this thing is usually spread in folk cults." Mo Chenli listened to him talking, but he had never seen that thing before.

Feng Feiyue stood on the spot coldly, clasped her ten fingers, and the purple ring was hidden in her wide sleeves, not attracting attention at all.

Seeing that she buried her face and said nothing, Gu Yezi leaned forward and wrapped her hands in her palms, "What's the matter, you look so ugly, but are you scared?"

The callused palm was very warm, she still clenched her fingers tightly, and without looking at him, she was about to pull back, but men were naturally stronger than women, so she struggled a few times, and let him be happy in public.

"Your Majesty, can I have a look at the ring on your hand?" Mo Xiu's eyes lit up, drawing everyone's attention to it.

Feng Feiyue intertwined his eyes, her palm was still held by Gu Ye, her tone became more and more serious, and she said coldly, "It's just a cheap ring, if you want it, I will give it to you."

Mo Xiu didn't expect her to speak in such a tone. It seems that every word is full of thorns, but you can't find where her thorns are.

"I don't dare, I just think this ring is very strange, so I want to ask the empress to borrow it for a look."

The palm wrapped around her was now getting hotter and hotter like a steamer. Gu Ye saw her frowning in thought, with a displeased look on her face, and she didn't even look at herself, so she sighed and squeezed her palms more and more, "If the national teacher wants to, I will order someone to make you one like this someday, and there is no need to worry about the queen."

His tone was very light, like the clouds and the wind blowing, the smile on the corner of his brow was illusory, and he couldn't tell the so-called real meaning. He grabbed her hand, and Feng Concubine was dragged a step away. Although he was not happy, it was better than staying This place is strong.Therefore, he only flicked his wrist and followed behind.

"Your Majesty..." Later, someone asked for instructions.

The emperor dragged her out without looking back.This looks like when he was a somewhat ignorant teenager.

(End of this chapter)