It was already dawn outside the window, and it shone through the window. There was some chaos in the dark room. The servant extinguished the candles in the lanterns under the eaves and spread the noise from the outside. The figure on the couch sat up and down, and the palace robe had never taken off.

The door rang and pushed open.

Chunmei and Dongju, two maids, walked to the wooden rack with a washbasin, and splashed water. Bai Ning washed her face as usual, handed the towel back, "Serve the lady to wash."

Dongju, who took the towel, was stunned for a moment, and looked at the empty couch, a little at a loss.

Bai Ning, who turned around and walked slowly to the threshold, stood up expressionlessly, and carried her back, with a hoarse and low voice from her throat: "Wash the lady... Didn't you hear it?"

"Listen... I heard." Chunmei, who reacted, quickly pulled off the corner of Dongju's clothes.

The girl who woke up from her dream quickly said, "Yes."

The two of them washed the towel in a hurry and wrung it out. They walked to the couch and spoke respectfully to the air. Their words were as usual, but there was a timid expression on their faces.

"Serve your wife well." Bai Ning ordered again with some fatigue.

Chunmei and Dongju quickly turned around and gave a blessing, but before they could answer.

The figure has left.

...

Outside the courtyard, morning light spread over the top of the tree, the wind came, the branches were shaking, and the spots of light were softly reflected on the stone table under the tree, and the shadows of the trees were swinging. Bai Ning sat quietly on the stone bench. I don’t know how long it took, but many figures came and went by him, and most of them did not dare to come forward to ask.

"Brother...brother!"

Behind the wooden railing under the eaves, Bai Di's figure stood there. She walked over with a guilty look on her face, squatted down and held the other person's hand, lowered her head to tear-jerking.

"Xifu will not be a problem. Teacher Luan, Zheng Biao and the others have gone out to find her. She will not be a problem. You... Don't be like this, my sister is so worried about you." Tears fell down her chin and continued crying, "It's not good for my sister. My sister was afraid that if Xifu didn't let Xifu go, the emperor would kill everyone in the mansion... He is the emperor, and I can't bear the imperial edict."

She cried for a while, and Bai Ning finished listening with a blank expression, then patted the back of the other person's hand to show that he understood, and then his voice was as thin as a mosquito, "Sister... It's time for you to get married."

On the other side, the squatting figure trembled slightly, stood up, wiped his tears, covered his mouth as if he would not let himself cry. He took a few steps back, turned around and ran away crying.

The yard fell into silence again.

From afar, the gathered Sun Bu no longer scattered like birds and beasts. After all, even the admiral who was respected in the past was crying and running away. They would definitely have no good results when they went up.

"The emperor is also good enough... I actually blocked the arrows of women. I have this kind of reaction. I should have practiced it in the capital on weekdays..."

"…No matter whether he practices or not, he is dead anyway."

"You know?"

"Everyone knows that the emperor passed away this morning."

"But... I, the yamen, think that it is not a solution to the governor like this. Before finding the wife, it should be right to find a beautiful woman for the governor to shook his eyes..."

"Be careful... My old son dares to bet that the woman you found will be killed by that little vial within two days. If you don't believe me, try it?"

A touch of red beauty came in front of the two of them. Gao Muen hurriedly stopped and stood aside. When the other party passed by him, his cold eyes were cut to the corner of his eyes and looked over.

The yamen was so scared that he was frightened.

"…Old Sun, I think you are right. I bet that as long as you are a mother, as long as you approach the governor, you will be killed..."

Soon, the crimson figure walked through the corridor, stepped into the courtyard, stopped not far away, looked at the lonely shadow on the stone bench, and looked at it for a while.

"When will you sit?" Xiaopinger walked over.

"Wait, wait until the court has finished arguing."

"What if those court officials took things off today? All your previous work will be in vain, Emperor... Zhao Ji will be in vain!"

"Their people... are not that fast." Bai Ning's hand moved on the stone table, and a fallen leaf flipped in his hand. "And... there are many things to do in front of me. Queen Zheng and the two women of Queen Zheng must settle the matter."

Xiaopinger leaned on the stone table with both hands and looked at Bai Ning, frowned

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In the imperial city and near Chongqing Gate, a large number of underworld objects and money ignited a fire, so that the sky above was covered with black smoke.

The exhausted dust dripping air filled with the air.

From Yanfu Palace to the emperor's coffin, the officials who entered the palace knelt on the edge and sighed solemnly, while officials of the Ministry of Rites were doing some funeral procedures. Further forward in Yanfu Palace, the emperor's body was being greatly restrained. The empress, who was wearing plain clothes, hugged her young son and cried loudly. Only Empress Dowager Shang silently shed tears to contact the ministers who came to salute.

"The Empress Dowager's Day." Cai Jing, as the leader, could naturally accompany him. Looking at the figure lying in the golden curtain from a distance, my heart felt a little worried.

Shang Yu is only over forty years now, and he has experienced the blow of the previous emperor Bintian. This fashion can hold on. She looked at the body of her son on the dragon couch and shook her head, "My son died strangely. I just came here and I am convinced that someone was poisoning. How can I not be sad? As soon as the Jurchen retreated, the emperor died. There is something strange about it. I must find out the truth."

“This is nature.”

Cai Jing nodded, and there was no movement on his face.

But he became scared. That night he gave him a box of pills refined by Taoist priests in Lingyishan. If the problem was that, even if he hadn't done it, he would not be able to escape the fate of a knife on his neck.

“How good is this…”

In the evening, the carriage drove out from the back door of Bai Mansion. He lifted the curtain and saw the right and wrong of the Ministry of Justice wandering nearby. Then someone went over here to entangle the other party. The frame went forward and entered the palace gate that had been opened in advance. He detoured from Linhua Gate to Ciming Palace.

There, Yu Huatian greeted him with his hands and lowered his voice: "The queen is here too. Maybe because of Zhao Ji's death, she felt scared, so she came over to Queen Mother Shang to rest for one night."

"Empress Dowager? It's time to call the Empress Dowager. Bai Ning passed by him with his hands. The palace maids of all and big and small in the neighboring officials came over. When they saw the figure coming, they quickly lowered their heads and their eyes were hanging on the ground.

He walked slowly through the colorful garden path. Not far ahead was the Queen Mother's bedroom. He looked at the surrounding scenery reflected in his eyes. His cold face opened his mouth stiffly, "Our family remembered that it was here six years ago that it was here to introduce King Pu into the urn. At that time, it was deserted and there was not even a flower. Now... it is so colorful and colorful."
Chapter completed!