The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si - Chapter 794

After dawn, news of the confession of the concubine Xian was generally spread throughout the palace.

Concubine Ning ate a roast chicken in the middle of the night and stayed up for a long time. Later, she finally fell asleep. When she was called by the maidservant, she slept soundly.

“Manny, wake up, something happened!”

Concubine Ning opened her eyes with difficulty, burped a full burp with the smell of roast chicken, and a roused spirit came to his senses: “What’s the matter?”

The maidservant’s face was happy: “Concubine Xian has confessed her guilt. It was the princess she killed–“

“Wait a minute, Concubine Xian has pleaded guilty?” Concubine Ning rubbed her temples and asked for details.

The maidservant said with flying brows: “It is said that Concubine Xian talked in sleep in the middle of the night and told her about her harm to the princess. The maidservant who was on duty told the emperor after hearing about it…”

Concubine Ning was stunned.

Pleaded guilty by slumbering? Why does this sound weird?

Thinking about her resolutely eating roast chicken last night and the broken jar, Ning Fei stroked her full belly.

Sure enough, life is impermanent, fortunes and misfortunes are unpredictable, and people have to live in the present.

“Serve this palace to wash.” Concubine Ning felt refreshed, and did not forget to tell the maidservant, “Remember to say to the Imperial Dining Room for lunch and add a plate of roasted goose to Chunhua Palace.”

The maidservant responded quickly: “Yes.”

Last night she watched the empress eating roast chicken and thought she was under too much pressure and was a little scared. Now think about it, fortunately the empress couldn’t sleep because of eating roast chicken.

Concubine Ning hurriedly went to Kunning Palace to greet the queen (inquiry for information) after washing.

When King Qi received the news, the whole person was dumbfounded, and he followed his servant into the palace in a vague way.

Entering the Hall of Yangxin, Qi Wang Muran greeted Emperor Jingming with peace: “The son has seen his father–“

Tired of the house and Wu, Emperor Jingming didn’t bother to look at Wang Qi, and said coldly with his back to him: “Go and see Ji, then leave the palace quickly, not to stay long.”

Wang Qi trembled, bowed his head and said, “Yes.”

King Qi followed his servant deep and shallow to Yuquan Palace, a road he was so familiar with, but he felt a little strange.

There are almost no figures in the huge Yuquan Palace, only the blowing wind and the shaking flower shadows.

This palace, which was once full of flowers, seemed to die suddenly and become lifeless.

King Qi opened his mouth to ask the waiter, but the waiter who led the way lowered his head, not saying anything.

He had to swallow all the questions, and finally saw Concubine Xian in a relatively remote room.

This is a temporary morgue.

Concubine Xian lay upright, describing her withered, pale face, and she had already lost her anger.

“Mother Concubine——” Wang Qi thumped and knelt down, reaching out to hold Concubine Xian’s hand.

That cold hand made King Qi truly realize that the mother and concubine who had been protecting him and loving him had really gone.

Staring at the face of the concubine, Qi Wang murmured, “Mother concubine, what happened? Why did you go so suddenly—”

Naturally no one answered his words.

The servant reminded: “Master, you have to hurry up, and Ji will be sent out of the palace later—”

King Qi suddenly looked at his servant, and said angrily: “You can call Ji Clan?”

The servant looked down and explained: “The prince may not know that Ji’s murder of Princess Fuqing and the fourteenth princesses was demoted to common people and could not be buried in the imperial tomb——”

These words were allowed by the above to explain to King Qi.

“What?” Qi Wang was shocked and looked at the lifeless concubine in amazement.

That face was still a familiar face, which represented love and meticulous care to him from childhood to adulthood. At this moment, King Qi felt a little strange, and then a trace of resentment grew from the bottom of his heart.

Mother concubine is crazy? Why did you kill the thirteenth sister and the fourteenth sister?

Two princesses, what good is it for him to kill them?

The mother concubine will only make the father and the emperor disgust him even more, so that he will not even have a chance.

Not being favored by the emperor, this is a heavy blow to the prince who is willing to fight for the crown and is not a direct prince. This is also the reason why many ministers who are close to the Qi King are successively attacked by Emperor Jingming, and many officials who are ready to stand in line choose to wait and see.

If it is not the prince, there will be no ministers who will fight with the emperor to support orthodoxy. Without the imperial heart, the courtiers will only support you if they eat too much.

It is also because of this that the concubine will take the risk and be willing to be used by the queen mother, hoping to die and live. Because she knew that the son rejected by the emperor would never have another chance, unless she used a huge external force.

But King Qi didn’t understand, at this moment, he only had incomprehension and resentment towards the concubine.

“Is it a mistake? My mother and concubine are kind, and even an ant can’t bear to trample to death. How could it be harmful?”

The waiter sneered in his heart.

Kindness? How many kind-hearted people can survive in this cannibal harem? These servants thought that the concubine was a good one, but now it seems that there is no exception.

“The prince, this is admitted by the Ji family.”

King Qi looked at his servant in a stunned expression, and for a long time he hid his face and cried: “Mother concubine, you are confused, it is your son’s fault. If your son comes to see you more, you won’t want to go wrong…”

The waiter waited for a while and reminded: “Master, you should go.”

King Qi cried and knocked a few heads to Concubine Xian before he got up and left.

After leaving the Yuquan Palace, King Qi did not go out with his servant, but with red eyes, he wanted to plead with Emperor Jingming.

“Lord, you should leave the palace earlier, the emperor is in a bad mood at this time–“

King Qi insisted: “Emperor father should be punished if he wants to be beaten. If he can let his father vent his anger, it will do.

Today, Emperor Jingming was not in the mood to deal with complicated government affairs, and hid in the back hall of Yangxin Hall in a daze.

Jixiang seemed to perceive that his master was in a bad mood, and ate the dried fish while hiding away.

Emperor Jing Ming glanced at the white cat that was becoming rounder, his mood worsened.

This cat was raised for nothing. He was in such a bad mood that he didn’t know how to come over and let him go.

Staring at the small dried fish held by Jixiang, Emperor Jingming raised a thought: Perhaps in Jixiang’s heart, his master is not as important as the dried fish.

Pan Hai came over: “The emperor, King Qi is here.”

Emperor Jingming raised his eyes, his eyes coldly: “Don’t you want him to go back?”

“The King Qi had seen Ji Clan, and he came to apologize. He was kneeling outside at this time.”

“Then let him kneel.”

This time King Qi knelt for more than an hour.

Pan Hai approached Emperor Jingming again: “The emperor, the queen mother, please come over.”

Emperor Jingming nodded slightly, walked out of the bedroom, and saw King Qi kneeling outside at a glance.

In the scorching sun, King Qi knelt under the big sun, his face flushed, and his thin shirt was soaked with sweat.

Emperor Jingming glanced at King Qi and walked towards Ci Ning Palace.

King Qi shook his body, lowering his eyes to cover the despair and resentment towards the concubine Xian.

When Emperor Jingming arrived at Cining Palace, he saw the empress dowager’s haggard face.

“Mother, did you sleep well last night?”

The Queen Mother smiled bitterly: “How can the Ai family sleep well when such a big event happened yesterday. Today I heard from the Queen that it was the Ji family who killed fourteen…”