Secret agent crossing: Overbearing prince's favorite concubine

Chapter 133
At night, the cold wind blows gently, like a crystal clear thread, carrying a quenched poison, implying a threat.

Shangguan Yun stood at the window, and the night wind blew her hair up slightly. Now she was dressed in plain clothes, and her blue hair was like a waterfall. Standing by the window, she looked at the bright lights outside and rows of guards passing by neatly. It was obviously so lively. She felt bleak and unbearable.

She remembered Mo Qingli's decisive words when she came to find her, "Your Majesty, please help me enter the prison."

"Are you crazy? You don't know how tightly guarded the sky prison is now. What are you going to do in it? Mo Zhiyan is doomed and will die." Her eyes were cold, this person who had been against her for so long The enemy, was dying, and she couldn't wait to appreciate her dying desperation.

"Mother, although Mo Zhiyan has done a lot of bad things, she knows many secrets in this palace that we don't. At this time, she is imprisoned, and her life and death are already predestined, but she doesn't want to die. She heard more useful news from her mouth." Mo Qingli came with a firm intention.

Shangguan Yun said: "I don't want to know about this, but now that the limelight is on the rise, Luo Zishang must have made Mo Zhiyan's words if they want, what if they set up a trap and wait for you to take advantage of it to get rid of the crime? This is really too risky, I can't help you."

"Niang Niang." Mo Qingli took a step forward, and her voice was so soft that it was just a breeze passing through her ears, an illusion, but every word was Huang Zhong Dalu, echoing in Shangguan Yun's heart, "Could it be , don’t you want to know how the late emperor died?”

She doesn't want to?How could she not want to?

Day and night, she was thinking about how Jun Yuqing died in despair and coldness in the study. When she arrived, she only saw his innocent face and closed eyes, looking like a sleeping child. But she deeply knew that the man she loved most in this life died.

From then on, her life was no longer colorful, and her moon was no longer full.

Jun Yuqing didn't die well, someone poisoned him. She knew the result, and Jun She Cang also knew it, but they couldn't say it out. Before Jun She Cang grasped absolute power, the poisoned death of the late emperor would only cause an uproar , neither can find out the truth, and may be used by hostile people to take the opportunity to eradicate dissidents, so she must not help but grieve and pretend nothing happened.

But even in her dreams, she wanted to know who it was and how it harmed the late emperor.

"You suspect it has something to do with Mo Zhiyan?" Shangguan Yun closed her eyes, suppressed the sadness in her heart, and then stared at Mo Qingli and asked.

Mo Qingli nodded, "It's not a suspicion, it must be related to her."

Shangguan Yun thought of what Zhuzhu had said before turning to her, and nodded, "If this is the case, I will risk my life to help you in."

Shangguan Yun came back to her senses, the night was slowly getting lighter, and the new sun was about to rise slowly from the black clouds. One night passed, she waited all night, but she didn't wait for Mo Qingli to come back, she felt a little uneasy, Could it be that he really fell into a trap?
"Niang Niang." A voice suddenly sounded behind her. Shangguan Yun collected herself, raised her hand and closed the window, saw Mo Qingli standing in the room looking at her with a slight smile, Shangguan Yun immediately grabbed her and asked: "The first emperor What happened to the death?"

Mo Qingli shook her head, Shangguan Yun's face turned gray, "Does she dare not admit to this lowly maid?"

Mo Qingli said: "No, she admitted it, and said in front of Luo Zishang that she killed the late emperor because of Luo Zishang, but Luo Zishang silenced her too quickly, so she didn't have a chance to tell what happened. The one who killed the late emperor."

"I only have one answer, it's her, and it's really her!" Shangguan Yun thumped the table fiercely, and said bitterly: "What is wrong with the emperor to her? Since she plotted against the emperor at the beginning, she got the good fortune." The emperor has always been kind to her since entering the palace, but she actually poisoned the emperor for other men, this poisonous woman, this lowly servant girl, I want to tear her into pieces to vent my feelings hatred."

Mo Qingli said quickly: "Mother, Mo Zhiyan is dead."

"Even if she dies, so what, I want to whip the corpse into pieces, smash her bones and ashes, and want her to live forever." Shangguan Yun scolded angrily, guessing is one thing, and being proven is another, no matter how many times she thinks No speculation is more real than a thoroughly understood reality.

It's really Mo Zhiyan, it's really this lowly servant girl. If I had known this, I should have killed her during the draft. She knew that this woman was ambitious, but she didn't expect her to be so bold as to poison the late emperor.

"Xiandi, have you seen clearly what this woman is up to?" Shangguan Yun wailed, her body softened, and she passed out immediately, and Mo Qingli quickly helped her to the bed to rest.

After a while, Shangguan Yun regained her senses from her grief. She held her chest and sighed, "Actually, I have already thought about it in my heart, but it's just hard to accept it. She really has a vicious heart."

"If you think about it carefully, Mo Zhiyan's death is actually even more unwilling, because she gave up her life and death for Luo Zishang, but in the end it was Luo Zishang who killed her mercilessly when she had a chance to rescue her." Mo Qingli said lightly.

"Since you met Luo Zishang, how could he let you go?" Shangguan Yun asked.

Mo Qingli said: "It's good luck to meet old friends to help."

"Did anyone disturb the other people in the dungeon?" Shangguan Yun looked worried.

Mo Qingli shook her head, "It was Luo Zishang's hand, he will naturally try to eliminate the traces, we don't have to worry."

Sure enough, at dawn, news spread that Mo Zhiyan committed suicide in fear of crime, and the case of murdering the Queen Mother was settled.

"It's dead, it's dead." Song Sicen teased the white-billed parrot in the corridor and sighed.

Huancai handed her a cup of tea.

"What's dead?" Liu Mingxu just came out, heard her sigh, and asked casually.

Song Sicen said indifferently: "It's nothing, I just saw that this white-billed parrot looks interesting, and I remembered a tiger sparrow that I raised before. I could live a little longer, but I didn’t expect to die.”

Liu Mingxu leaned over and said with a smile: "If you like it, let's take a car and go to Flower and Bird Square to have a look. Although tiger sparrows are scarce, it is not impossible to have them."

Song Sicen looked at him, raised his lips and smiled slightly, "If it's gone, it'll be gone. This white-billed parrot is pretty good. My husband, I want to take Huancai out for a walk. I don't know what to do?"

"Where are you going?" Liu Mingxu asked.

"I want to go to a Buddhist temple outside the city to offer incense and pray for my parents. My mother likes the vegetarian dishes in the Buddhist temple the most, so I just brought them back to my mother." Song Sicen said.

Liu Mingxu said: "How can you two weak girls be safe?"

"Our nursing home is not dead. It can't protect the two of us. The dangers at sea were much more than this. We have never seen anything." Song Sicen said impatiently.

Liu Mingxu could only nod his head.

When they arrived at the Buddhist temple, Song Sicen got out of the carriage with Huancai's support, with a veil on his face and an oil-paper umbrella, like a lady walking out of an ink painting, with elegant demeanor and light steps.

There are quite a few people offering incense in Buddhist temples, and everyone is seeking psychological protection.

Huancai asked, "Miss, shall we go in and offer incense?"

"No need, just walk around as you like. If you really want to, why bother to be confined to this square inch." Song Sicen lifted his foot and walked back.

There is an old banyan tree on the back mountain of the Buddhist temple, also known as the acacia tree. The tree is full of red ribbons. It is a place where devout men and women pray for marriage.The old woman who set up a stall under the tree to sell red ribbons looked at the woman standing under the tree, and wanted to give a red ribbon, but the woman was clearly dressed as a woman, and she must be an unloved concubine in her boudoir. , but even though the little lady is wearing a veil, she is already extremely beautiful. Which family is willing to put such a beautiful little lady in a deep boudoir and ignore it.

Song Sicen looked at the red ribbons all over the tree with condensed eyes. Suddenly, she saw a slightly familiar figure and walked over.

"You look much better now, come and ask for a marriage lottery, and see where your fate should be?" Wang Yuefu helped Du Ruolian into the hall, gently persuading.

Du Ruolian coughed a few times, and said with a smile: "My current body is as good as it gets, how dare I ask for marriage?"

"Really, the Liu family is really not authentic. Seeing that you are sick, they are in a hurry to withdraw from the marriage. If their family is a sick child, they must wish to invite you to marry them immediately." Wang Yuefu said indignantly .

Du Ruolian tugged at her sleeve and said, "Yuefu, I know you are doing it for my own good, but it's not good to curse people like this for no reason. Don't I know my own body? My parents have been doing it for me since I was a child. My body has taken a lot of trouble, as a daughter I can't serve my parents, I'm already very guilty, why should I marry someone else and increase the burden for others for nothing."

Wang Yuefu said distressedly: "Stupid girl, how can I add burden to others? Fortunately, you are not married. Then Liu Mingxu said that he was infatuated with you, so he wrote you a letter and gave you a gift, but when he saw Song Sicen, his eyes went straight. It's gone, men don't have a good thing, luckily you didn't marry."

Huancai walked in with Song Sicen supported. Hearing this, he was naturally dissatisfied and coughed twice.

The hall was already clean, and when the two women turned around, they saw Song Sicen walking calmly wearing a veil, and Huancai, the little maid beside her. Immediately, Wang Yuefu's face turned pale, and he stepped forward and said, "You guys are sneaking up behind me!" Well?"

Huancai sneered, "There are people coming and going in this hall, why can't we come in because of you?"

Du Ruolian tugged at the corner of Wang Yuefu's clothes, then smiled at Song Sicen, "It's really a destiny to meet Mrs. Liu."

Song Sicen nodded and asked, "Is Miss Du feeling better?"

Du Ruolian said: "I felt better a few days ago, so I wanted to go out for a walk. My mother is in the front hall, and the two of us came here for fun."

(End of this chapter)