The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 218: Post and add official

Chapter Two Hundred and Eighteen

The House of the Regent.

In Qingning Pavilion, the yard where the imperial concubine lived.

Aunt Sizhu came from the porch with tea, and saw Luo Shui, the concubine's close maid, hurriedly walking out.

"Luo Shui, what are you doing in such a hurry?" Aunt Sizhu asked.

Luo Shui replied, "The noble concubine asked the servant to meet the old lady of the Xiangfu."

Aunt Sizhu was startled, her eyes darkened, "Go."

Luo Shui hurried away.

Aunt Sizhu held the tea and was silent for a while, then turned around and went back. After a while, she came in again with the tea, but this time, there was an extra cup of tea.

The retainer Ah Fu just finished talking with the imperial concubine, and when he saw Aunt Sizhu coming, he went out.

The imperial concubine was half lying on the couch, squinting, Aunt Sizhu put the tea on the coffee table and asked softly, "Is your head still hurting?"

"Yes." The Concubine suddenly opened her eyes and said angrily: "Why do people in this world come to bully Aijia? In which point is Aijia inferior to her?"

Aunt Sizhu sat gently beside her, rubbing her forehead, "No one is going to bully you, isn't it bad now? You can live what kind of life you want in this mansion. As for the emperor Is the queen mother so important? I'm afraid it's too cold at the height!"

The imperial concubine knocked off her hand and stared at her, "Sizhu, you have changed."

Aunt Sizhu gave a stiff smile, "Xu is the slave and maid who are old and feel that fighting is meaningless. In the end, there is only one home for everyone."

"Yes, but the process must be bright. You used to agree with Ai Jia's struggle."

Aunt Sizhu sighed softly, "Yes, that's because you had to fight in the past, slaves and servants should try their best to help you, but since you attacked the lord, I know that this fight will hurt you in the end. It's not worth it to hurt yourself, even if one day, you sit on the throne of the empress dowager, but there is no family affection, are you happy?"

"Sizhu, you are so brave!" The noble concubine said coldly.

"These words should not have been said by slaves. Perhaps slaves were wrong before, and have always fulfilled your dream. However, in the past, most of them were just intrigues from the harem and never used a real knife. Take the prince's life, that's your parent-child, remember when he was young..."

The imperial concubine interrupted her and said angrily: "The Ai family doesn't remember anything, so don't come and tell the Ai family about the past!"

Aunt Sizhu's hand stopped on her forehead for a while, and pressed it down again, with a sad smile, "Yes, if you don't like to hear it, the servant doesn't say it."

The princess sat up and looked at the saucer on the coffee table, "Why do you pour two cups in?"

"One cup is chrysanthemum and wolfberry tea, and one cup is the Yuqian Longjing sent by the lord at the beginning of this year. Your last one." A trace of panic flashed in Aunt Sizhu's eyes.

The imperial concubine lifted the lid, looked at the cup of Longjing, and slammed it on the ground, the cup shattered, and the tea soup and tea leaves poured out. The serpentine flowed away, forming mottled cracks.

Aunt Sizhu had a sad face, and two tears fell from the corners of her eyes. She held her breath and watched the imperial concubine pick up the wolfberry tea.

The concubine brought the tea to her lips, blew it, and was about to drink it.

Aunt Sizhu didn't dare to breathe, her heart was beating very fast, and many memories flashed in her mind. Those memories, the concubine can forget, but she can't.

The imperial concubine took a slow sip and looked at Aunt Sizhu. Then, her eyes slowly became disappointed. She spit out the tea in her mouth and smashed it on the ground together.

Aunt Sizhu trembled and knelt on the ground, her face ashen.

"If you stopped Ai's family at the moment when Ai's family drank in, Ai's family could still spare you, at least you knew that you were thinking of this friendship with Ai's family, but you were really ruthless. Kill the Aijia, Sizhu, Sizhu, do you think the Aijia can tolerate you?"

"You know?" Sizhu's lips trembled slightly, but the panic in her eyes disappeared, instead she seemed calm.

The noble concubine was furious and said sharply: "Since the day you spoke for him, Aijia kept his mind and ordered people to watch over you. Just now you asked Luoshui outside, and then returned with tea, Ah. Fu went with you, and before you came back, Ah Fu told Aijia, Sizhu, you let Aijia so disappointed, so sad!"

Aunt Sizhu's eyes were silent, "Since this is the case, the slaves and maids can be dealt with by the concubine."

The imperial concubine stood up, her long skirt was dragging on the floor, the skirt swept the tea soup just now, stained with dust, she turned her back to Sizhu, and her voice concealed the indescribable disappointment and pain, "Before you die, the Aijiahui will Letting you be Ah Jie's adoptive mother also fulfills your commitment to him."

Sizhu's face changed greatly, "No, no, slaves don't have this blessing!"

The imperial concubine turned to look at her, then squatted down slowly, helped her up, and said in a very gentle voice, "You are worth it, he has been close to you since he was a child, when he was in the palace, or It was you who took it, or she took it. Aijia's biological mother is not as good as you. A Jie now respects her as a mother, but you are still a slave, how can you be worthy of you? You are his adoptive mother, you After his death, he mourned for you, his biological parents mourned for three years, and your adoptive mother mourned for one year, which is enough to express his mourning for you."

"No, no..." Aunt Sizhu's expression was tragic, "I beg the concubine not to do this, the servants do not want to delay the prince, do not want to..."

"Don't be stupid, even if you don't be his adoptive mother, if you die, he will still mourner for you, just help him with Aijia and let him keep his name justifiable."

Aunt Sizhu slumped to the ground, covering her face and crying.

The imperial concubine sat down slowly, looked at the water marks on the ground, and laughed sarcastically, "These two cups of tea, if Ai's family chooses Longjing, they will be non-toxic, are you also testing Ai? Home? Sizhu, you are so stupid, why do you test? It's not that Aijia doesn't want to read this mother-son relationship, it's because Aijia has no choice but to force Aijia to do everything, you know? You made these two cups of tea when you Self-deception, the day Aijia ruthlessly attacked him, there will be no way out, your temptation is unnecessary."

The imperial concubine was half lying on the couch of the imperial concubine, and said with a blank expression: "Come on!"

Two guards came in outside the door, cupped their hands and said, "Your Majesty."

The imperial concubine didn't even look at Aunt Sizhu, she indifferently instructed, "Take it down and post it as an official."

Aunt Sizhu knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, and burst into tears, "Slave and maid bid farewell to the concubine!"

Posting an official, is a kind of punishment in the palace to deal with the concubines and concubines, the death penalty.

Bind the limbs of the tortured person, soak the paper, and cover the face one by one. As the paper thickens, the person will suffocate and die. This method of death, because of the long process, the tortured person will be very difficult pain.

The guard dragged Aunt Sizhu down. The retainer Ah Fu was at the door and said to her coldly, "You should never betray your master."

Aunt Sizhu shook her head, "One day you will regret it."

A'Fu shook his head, "No, never!"