Marriage Princess: The Alluring Concubine of the Evil Emperor

Chapter 351 Yuan Mo'er's Deduction
The Empress Dowager looked at Yuan Mo'er, and sighed softly. If it wasn't for the fact that the Yuan family treated Qing He well, she would not be willing to wait for Qing He to take revenge.

Yuan Su, Yuan Su, you have ruined all the virtues accumulated by your parents and family, just because of a Li Xiangyu, are you worth it?
Recalling the day when the marriage was bestowed, she also swore to Ning Junwang and his wife that she never misjudged the person. Was the sentence "I would like to only protect Qinghe for the rest of my life" deceived?
Qinghe, oh Qinghe, you said that Yuan Su harmed you, but in fact it was Aijia who harmed you.

It's just that it's useless to say anything now.

Princess Qinghe has completely disappeared. I just hope that in this lifetime, she can live again as Yili and find her happiness.

As an elder, she actually pays more attention to Qinghe's happiness, real happiness.

When Yuan Mo'er left the palace, she was crying in the carriage, and the two maids couldn't persuade her, so she said: "Don't persuade me, let me cry."

She never thought that after returning to Beijing, she would face this terrible news. She really never dreamed of it.

After she returned to the mansion, it was already very late, she ordered the maid to prepare things for worshiping Qinghe tomorrow, and then slowly separated the gifts brought back from eastern Guangdong.

Qinghe's share is the biggest one, because before leaving Beijing, she told Qinghe that she should take good care of her parents, and Qinghe did it, so these gifts are gifts of gratitude and gifts of sincere acquaintance.

"Ma'am, now that the Princess is gone, who should I give her part to?" the maid Ji Xiang asked.

"Put it up first, and give it to Xuan'er later." These were all designed by a famous jewelry craftsman in eastern Guangdong, and the styles are extremely novel. If they were worn on Qinghe's head, how bright and beautiful would they be?

Now, the Sri Lankan has gone and turned into bones, separated from her forever.

It's really sad. Before she returned to Beijing, she planned many programs, all of which were family programs. Now, how can the desolation of the garden make people happy?

She went to the old lady's house, saw that the old lady only ate plain porridge, frowned and said, "Have you not seen the stomach disease all this time? Didn't Qinghe take the prescription given by the imperial doctor before?"

"Take it as it is, but the effect is not good. It's really strange. In the past, when Qinghe was here, he took a few medicines and he was basically cured, but he has been taking it for half a month, and he hasn't seen any improvement." The old general replied. Say.

"What kind of disease did Qinghe suffer from? Why did it disappear all of a sudden?" Yuan Mo'er didn't want to bring up sad things in front of the two elders, but only the people in the mansion knew Qinghe's condition best.

The old general said: "We don't know. At the end of April, I just felt unwell, a little dizzy, and feeling weak, but at the beginning of May, I became groggy. Yuan Su invited several doctors to come, and they all said it was nothing serious. No problem, we didn't pay much attention to it, but on the fifth day of the lunar new year, it suddenly failed, and we only found out afterwards that Yuan Su ordered someone to order a birthday coffin on the third day of junior high school, and he already knew that Qinghe was dying."

"The birthday coffin was ordered in the third year of junior high school? Did you ever invite the imperial physician?" Yuan Mo'er asked.

The old general shook his head and said, "I don't know either, because I kept asking Yuan Su, and Yuan Su said it was nothing serious, how did we know it would be so serious? If we knew earlier, even if Yuan Su didn't ask for an imperial doctor, we would have. "

"Didn't the people from Ning County Prince's Mansion come to see it?" Yuan Mo'er asked.

"I've been here, but Qinghe wasn't too serious at the time, and my in-laws probably didn't expect it to be so serious, so they said it was gone and it was gone."

Yuan Mo'er is a person with a very clear mind, especially, she also analyzed the case for her husband in eastern Guangdong, so when she heard the old general's words, she felt full of loopholes.

"How could it not be serious? Since the birthday coffin was ordered in the third year of junior high school, it means that before the third year of junior high school, the doctor asserted the date of Qinghe's death, which means that Yuan Su knew that Qinghe's condition was very serious, and Qinghe only closed his eyes on the fifth day of junior high school." Yes, during the two days, did you not invite an imperial doctor? If you didn't notify the people in the Ningjun Palace?"

The old general was taken aback for a moment, "Well, this is a bit weird. Maybe it was the doctor who told him that Qinghe was hopeless? So it's useless to ask the imperial doctor."

"Which doctor in Beijing cured the disease? Even if the doctor cured the death disease, but Yuan Su and Qing He have such a good relationship, how could he miss any chance to treat Qing He? Now that he knows that Qing He is so serious, if he doesn't invite the imperial doctor, he will It means that there is no chance, so he asked Qinghe so frankly that he had prepared the coffin? Moreover, Qinghe is the princess, even if he died, there should be a funeral for the princess, and the birthday coffin should be made according to etiquette. of?"

Yuan Mo'er threw question marks one by one, making the two old people dumbfounded. They hadn't thought about it at all, or dared not think about it.

The old lady thought for a while, her teeth chattered and said: "Then Li Xiangyu admitted that they were together before Qinghe died..."

"I heard that they got married even after Qinghe's first seven years passed?" Yuan Mo'er asked.

The old lady smiled sadly, "That's what I told outsiders that they got married before the end of Qinghe. Of course, this is also true. It's true that they didn't reach the end of the seventh day, and they didn't even pass the first seven."

Yuan Mo'er was taken aback, "Oh my God, where does this put Qinghe? She hasn't passed the first seven years, and her loving husband-in-law married a wife. If I were Qinghe, I'm afraid my soul will be disturbed."

The old lady said: "At that time, our old couple also objected, but he said that it was Qinghe's intention, that Qinghe wanted him to marry Li Xiangyu immediately before he died, and take care of Xuan'er. You are also dumbfounded, we are heartbroken, and the house is in a mess, how can we care about what your brother is doing?"

"Have Xuan'er been injured?" Yuan Mo'er's expression gradually turned serious, "Mother, when was Xuan'er injured? How long did he die in Qinghe?"

"Remember it was the day Qinghe died. Yuan Su invited a doctor to treat Xuan'er's injury. Xuan'er's injury was very serious. I went to see her. It was very pitiful and her face was cyanotic. Later, the doctor rescued Xuan'er. You survived, but after waking up, no one recognized him, he only recognized Li Xiangyu, and he was obsessed with Li Xiangyu. In addition, your brother told us at that time that Qinghe arranged for Li Xiangyu to take care of Xuaner when he was dying. Agree, but not too much to stop."

Yuan Mo'er looked at the old general, "Father, you are a military general, and you have seen many injured people. If the injured person did not fall to a vital point, what is the cause of death?"

"Excessive blood loss!" said the old general.

"Then, what color is your face after you've lost too much blood?" Yuan Mo'er asked again.

"Pale, bloodless!" the old general said, his heart was beating wildly, and he was completely uneasy.

The old lady heard something wrong, "What did you say?"

Yuan Mo'er said coldly: "Only when you are choked and unable to breathe, your face will turn cyanotic and bluish, and the lack of air will also cause people's brains to be stupid and confused."

(End of this chapter)