The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 125: What the concubine wants
Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Five What the Concubine Wants
Back to Xiazhi Garden, Zi An wanted to check on Yuan Shi, but Yuan Shi took her hand and said, "Zi An, go to bed first, I'll talk about it tomorrow."
"No, I'll..."
"Be obedient, you need to get a good night's sleep now." Yuan Shi insisted.
Zi An looked at her pale but stubborn face and knew that she was pitying herself, so she went back to the room first.
Xiao Sun's injury has healed, and Yang Yang has taken good care of her. When Zi An is not in the mansion, no one dares to come here to make trouble.
Mother Yang didn't ask a word, and after serving Hao Zi'an, she retreated.
Zi An is very tired and sleepy, but her mind is spinning rapidly.
The matter of the dagger puzzled her, but she didn't delve into it, because no matter how big the dagger was, it was now in her hands.
I didn't think about what the Prime Minister's mansion would do to her next. In fact, this was the most important thing to think about, but now she was worried about Murong Jie's return to the mansion.
Associating all kinds of things before and after, the behind-the-scenes instigation of the second group of killers is actually ready to come out. How should he face it?
Before he came back, I heard them say that they should transfer troops, and they said that his wounds should be better bandaged. Did he know that there might be a fierce fight after returning to the manor?
Zi An expected, in fact, eighty-nine are inseparable.
After Murong Jie killed the assassins, King Nan Huai left first. Before the news from the palace was spread, he ordered people to spread the news, saying that the assassins were killed by Murong Jie. .
So, after Murong Jie left the palace, he was ambushed immediately.
King Nan Huai stood in the tower, watching the fight below.
He knew that Murong Jie was well prepared and absolutely capable of getting out of this ambush. However, this ambush was really necessary. If he kills one more person tonight, he will have one more enemy. Assassin killers are all organized, not alone.
"Your Highness, go back!" A woman in white clothes quietly appeared behind him and held his hand gently. The moonlight shone on the woman's beautiful face, almost dazzling the moonlight. solidified for it.
The House of the Regent.
The imperial concubine was sitting in the main hall of her yard. The white lanterns that had been hung in the palace were all removed. The affairs of the palace had already reached her ears.
Her hands have been shaking ever since she got the news.
She doesn't like the feeling that everything is out of her control, and the out-of-control situation makes her flustered and impatient for no reason.
Xia Zian's life is the most ironic stimulus to her.
The two guards knelt in front of her, shivering. They never thought that Xia Zian was still alive. She didn't know martial arts, and jumping off the cliff was obviously a dead end, but she came back alive.
The concubine sighed softly, "Didn't you guys come back and report to Ai's family that Xia Zian had fallen off a cliff and died? Why is she still alive?"
If Xia Zi'an is not alive, according to A Jie's injury, it is impossible to save him. He died in the mansion, and the wounds were filled with medicinal pills. This medicinal pill could also kill him. .
She asked, her tone was indescribably soft, and there was no hostility between her brows, and she didn't even mean to complain.
"Prince Concubine, I really saw Xia Zian fall off the cliff..." The skinny guard defended, but didn't dare to say any more, because now that Xia Zian is still alive, it is indisputable fact.
The imperial concubine stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, and said to Aunt Sizhu, "Take it and leave the whole body!"
The two guards immediately slumped to the ground when they heard this. Neither of them begged for mercy, because they both knew that begging for mercy was useless, it would only anger the concubine and make them die even worse.
Aunt Sizhu raised her hand and motioned for someone to come in and drag the two of them down.
There were two muffled noises from the door of the mansion, and then there was no movement.
A servant came with water to wash off the bright red blood on the stone steps, which flowed down the stone steps and seeped under the locust trees in the yard.
This locust tree, which was raised with blood, has lush foliage and thick trunks, and almost no two of them can hug it.
"Ai's family wants to go out and sit in the courtyard, waiting for Ai's family's son to come back!" The imperial concubine stood up, her footsteps a little vain.
She was sitting on the reclining chair under the locust tree, leaning back, half-lying looking at the moonlight in the sky, the stars were so dim that she could hardly see them.
Aunt Sizhu had been standing behind her, the smell of blood entering her nose, making her almost vomit.
"Only by smelling these **** smells can Aijia's heart be at ease." The imperial concubine sighed softly again.
Aunt Sizhu said, "Tiffany, why don't you go back and rest earlier."
"No, the son of Ai's family is coming back soon, just wait here." A pale smile appeared on the corner of the noble concubine's mouth, "In the year he was born, the Ai family was named a noble concubine by the late emperor, and the Ai family I put all my hopes on him, but as he grows older and his temperament is revealed, Aijia knows that he is unreliable, but Aijia is still willing to work hard for him, Sizhu, do you know? He said that he was willing to ascend to the throne of God, and Aijia would spare no effort to help him, remove all obstacles for him, and let him ascend to the position of the ninety-five in a glorious way."
Aunt Sizhu whispered: "Everyone has their own aspirations!"
The imperial concubine laughed, with a terrifying smile, "Listen, he came back, wrapped in blood, he must have gone through a **** battle, he is the victor, come to see him, the loser Mother and concubine."
Aunt Sizhu looked outside and shook her head, "The lord hasn't come back yet."
The imperial concubine slowly closed her eyes, "Really? Aijia smelled these **** smells and thought he was back, so let's just wait, Aijia is waiting, he is always going to come to Aijia to settle accounts, Aijia wants him to understand that all his faults lie in his lack of progress."
She fell asleep and had a dream in which a little boy always held her hand to play by the lake. How innocent and innocent his smile was!
He said: "Mother concubine, I will build a wooden house for you by the lake in the future, so that you can watch the rippling water of the lake every day."
She wanted to say no wooden houses, she never wanted any.
Waking up suddenly, she was a little dazed and subconsciously wanted to find Aunt Sizhu.
"Is the concubine awake?" A cold voice sounded in her ears, she trembled, turned her head and saw a person sitting beside her, wrapped in a cold breath, with a heavy **** smell. Punching her nose, this time, she didn't feel that the smell of blood was good, she just felt indescribably disgusting.
She slowly leaned back on the chair, as if nestling in a recliner was the safest position.
"It's great that you're back!" She sighed softly, looked at him sideways, and then reached out to touch his face, "Aijia just had a dream, dreaming that you said you were going to build a wooden house for Aijia, There is a beautiful scenery by the lake."
Murong Jie was cutting a pear in his hand, the skin and flesh were completely separated, his voice was low, revealing an indescribable loneliness, "At that time, I didn't know that the mother-in-law didn't care about the wooden house by the lake."
"You know what the concubine is rare, and you won't fight for it." She laughed softly, the past flashed through her mind like a dream, accompanied by a sudden rise in her eyes. The murderousness disappeared again.