Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 101 Regret
People who died at the hands of secret doors almost all have the same characteristics.Either corrupt officials, or heinous people.

He, Guo Ze, as an official of the imperial court, often walks by the river, so there is no reason not to wet his shoes.Over the years, there have been many benefits.

If he doesn't catch all the people in the secret door, the one who will die in the future will be himself.

Suddenly thinking of Lord Zhu, Guo Ze broke out in cold sweat on his back.Because he was distracted, he didn't hear Liuyan's self-introduction, but said to the guard next to him in disgust: "Cut off hers, and hang it on the flagpole at the morning gate for public display!"

The guard next to him nodded quickly, before the saber at his waist was out of its sheath, he heard Liu Yan say: "Master Guo, Your Highness Ninth Prince said, let Liu Yan bury Qingyin properly."

Thinking that not all the people at the secret door were caught, Guo Ze was upset.Hearing Liuyan's words now, he didn't pay attention to it for a moment: "Who? Tell you, no matter who it is, my lord, if you assassinate an official of the imperial court, death is not a pity!"

Suddenly facing Shang Liuyan's immature and pure face, he was slightly taken aback, frowned and asked: "Who do you say you are? You just said that you want to bury her properly?"

Liu Yan still had a soft smile on his face: "Master Guo, next to me is Liu Yan from Jiuyou Palace. His Highness Jiu asked Liu Yan to come over and tell Master Guo that Qingyin should be buried properly."

Seeing Guo Ze staring at him in a daze, Liu Yan continued to say in a childish voice: "His Highness Nine said that Qing Yin is also a generation of chivalrous women, so she must be buried properly."

After finishing speaking, Liu Yan glanced at the guard next to him who was about to draw his knife to remove the head on Qingyin's neck, smiled slightly, then turned and walked towards the exquisite carriage opposite.

The guard looked at his smile, and his body was shaking slowly.

There was also a layer of cold sweat on Guo Ze's forehead. The Qingyin who assassinated the imperial court official, it was not Ling Chi's execution was already a great favor, why at this moment, His Highness the Ninth Prince still wants to be buried properly?
However, His Highness the Crown Prince did not say what to do with Qingyin's body. Although His Highness Ninth Prince is not favored, his behavior has always been elusive.

He was so careless in front of the emperor, but he still couldn't go against His Highness Jiu's wishes.

Facing Liuyan's back, he nodded hurriedly, and said loudly, "Okay, I'll send someone to do it right away."

Turning around, he said to the guard who was staring at him in a daze, "What are you still doing in a daze, quickly find the treasured place of Fengshui, and bury it properly!"

After speaking, he felt a little irritable again, frowned and looked at the guards and said: "You guys, quickly seal the city gate and take down Qingyin's party!"

The common people were frightened and scattered when those men in black appeared, and the street is deserted at the moment.

The cold wind was bleak, and the exquisite carriage was moving forward on the street at a leisurely pace.While driving, Liu Yan thought about His Highness's recent performance, and couldn't help feeling worried.

Until returning to Jiuyou Palace, seeing His Highness still not saying a word when he returned to the bedroom, with a dazed look on his face, Liu Yan couldn't help but say, "Your Highness."

As if Feng Jiuyou didn't hear his voice, she leaned against the beauty, her eyelids lowered, covering the expression in her eyes.

That indistinguishable face was morbidly pale.There was a wound on the back of the white hand that was lazily resting on the beauty's back.

At this moment, the wound has opened slightly, and blood slowly oozes out.

Liuyan looked at the wound, thinking about the battle between His Highness and Qingyin last night.He calmly took the medicine box and said softly, "Your Highness, your wound is bleeding."

Feng Jiuyou's brows furrowed invisibly, Liu Yan watched standing there, not daring to act rashly.

The bedroom was terribly quiet, Liu Yan was anxious and helpless.After a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside, Liu Yan listened carefully, and there was a gleam of joy in his eyes.

Welcomed Zixu in, Liu Yan hurriedly said: "Young Master Zixu, you can be considered to be back."

Zixu raised his eyebrows to look at him, Liuyan knew that he was not calm today, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his cheek, and he glanced at Feng Jiuyou, who was in deep thought over there: "Young Master Zixu, go and see Your Highness quickly."

He stretched out his hand and patted Liuyan's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Your Highness is fine. He is just sick, but he will recover soon."

Liu Yan was shocked: "Sick?"

Why didn't he know that His Highness was ill?Although His Highness looked pale, His Highness has been in good health recently.

Seeing that he was puzzled, Zixu raised a smile on the corner of his lips: "You go to the study to prepare some snacks, Your Highness should be hungry later."

Liuyan thought, maybe Mr. Zixu was hungry.I thought so, but seeing that Mr. Zixu was not worried about His Highness's situation at all, he hesitated for a while, nodded quickly and retreated.

Zixu was wearing a blue-gray robe, and his face was a little tired.But those eyes, pitch black, were very bright.

Although it looks dusty and dusty, it is still facing the wind.

"Your Highness."

Suddenly a gust of wind hit him, Zixu changed his steps again and again and then dodged.He jumped to the chair next to the table and sat down, reaching out to make himself a cup of tea.

Sensing the sudden drop of the surrounding air, the temperature in the room was actually more freezing than the icy world outside, and he didn't dare to drink the tea, so he looked at Feng Jiuyou with a sad face and said: "Your Highness, allow me to have a sip of tea first. "

Feng Jiuyou snorted coldly, Zixu's hand holding the teacup trembled, and the tea spilled out.

Looking at Feng Jiuyou very aggrieved, Zixu touched his cheek, took a deep breath and said, "Your Highness, look, I have returned safely, so the matter over there is absolutely fine."

Slowly raising her eyes, Feng Jiuyou leaned back again, looking at Zixu lazily: "Absolutely no problem, today is at the execution ground, where is the man in black?"

Zixu was taken aback for a moment, and asked in surprise, "What man in black?"

A little smile slowly appeared on his face, looking at Zixu who suddenly bounced from the chair, Feng Jiuyou lazily said: "When Qingyin was executed today, a man in black suddenly came to the execution ground!"

Zixu froze for a moment, the smile and lightness on his face were replaced by surprise and disbelief.Qingyin was executed today, His Highness, he...

A little bit overwhelmed, he opened his mouth in vain, and said hesitantly: "Your Highness, you...you are joking."

A trace of coldness flashed across Feng Jiuyou's eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened: "A joke?"

Slowly picked up the low cup on the side, raised his head and took a sip, with crystal clear wine on the corners of his lips, without any emotion in his eyes: "Last night, my highness captured Mu Mianmian alive in the small courtyard, that is, Qingyin. At three o'clock in the afternoon today, she was already dead."

His face froze suddenly, and Zixu quickly covered the surprise and regret in his eyes.The corners of her lips curled up in front of her, and she said with a smile: "Your Highness, this... this Qingyin is dead, this secret door, but..."

Feng Jiuyou slowly raised her body, with a cold and arrogant look in her eyes, as if she could disdain everything: "From today onwards, there will be no more secret doors in the Fengtian Dynasty!"

That's the plan, and Zixu understands it.But when I really heard the news, I still couldn't help feeling sorry.

Thinking of that innocent woman with a faint smile on her face, she frowned and then loosened her brows.He knew that His Highness didn't like him talking about Ruan Mianmian, so he buried it in his heart.

It's a pity that she died just like that.

Feng Jiuyou had a panoramic view of Zixu's expression, her brows were slightly frowned, and her voice suddenly became cold: "Zixu?"

Zixu was taken aback for a moment, his expression changed slightly, and he looked at His Highness Ninth Prince.But in an instant, he had understood.Sighing slightly from the bottom of my heart, I couldn't help but said aggrievedly: "Your Highness, Zixu is purely a pity, a pity."

(End of this chapter)