Get to Know about Wife Fan: 70.【70】

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His Royal Highness the Crown Prince treacherously said that he had usurped the throne, which stunned all the extras present. Sheng Qiao took the opportunity to get in, saw Ji Jiayou tied to the pillar, and quickly untied the rope.

When she was slipping out, the concubine also received a notice from the director. She regained her momentum and said to the guards: "The prince is talking nonsense. He must have been instigated by the villain. First **** him to the East Palace, and then take the villain People..."

Hey, where is the villain?

At first glance, the villain climbed over the wall and ran away.

There was a large water tank placed under the corner. Sheng Qiao and Ji Jiayou stepped on one side of the water tank, pulling on the wall with both hands, and climbed over with a kick of their feet.

The photography teacher in the wall looked at each other with love, and chased him from the door with the machine on his shoulder.

Shen Junyi shouted: "You bastards! How dare you attack me! If I don't chop off your heads, I will send them to be buried with my father!"

The scene was chaotic for a time...

Ji Jiayou asked as he ran: "What should I do with brother Junyi?"

Sheng Qiao said: "No matter what, he is still the stupid prince in the East Palace, no one dares to touch him."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of cold wind rolled up his calves, and suddenly there was a strong wind all around. Under the illumination of the palace lanterns, the peach blossoms floated in the night with teeth and claws, as if they were about to swallow people up.

Sheng Qiao trembled and grabbed Ji Jiayou's sleeve, "She's going to eat people again. I still don't know how she eats people. I won't eat them this time, right?"

Both of them stood there and did not dare to move. The wind was whining. After a while, the faintly smiling female voice came from the whistling wind: "It's eaten."

The next moment, the system announced: "Shen Junyi died."

Sheng Qiao and Ji Jiayou looked at each other and ran towards the imperial concubine's palace. There was a palace maid cleaning the peach blossoms on the road. Sheng Qiao had never noticed the peach blossoms on the road before. She only thought they were floating in the air and falling to the ground. However, there were too many peach blossoms here. They were swept together by the palace maid and they were all piled up. A centimeter-high pile of peach blossoms.

I saw several piles of peach blossoms along the way.

When we arrived at the imperial concubine's palace, it was peaceful inside. The imperial concubine was half-siting on a lounge chair, looking tired, and there was a palace maid fanning herself next to her. Sheng Qiao grabbed Ji Jiayou, who was about to rush in, and pretended to say hello first, asking the palace maid to inform him, and then went in after getting permission.

The imperial concubine seemed too lazy to look at them and asked lazily: "What's going on?"

Sheng Qiao said: "May I ask the noble concubine, where has the prince gone?"

"What kind of prince?" The imperial concubine turned around and glanced at her sharply, "Your Majesty has never established a prince since he ascended the throne. I think you are too long-lived! Someone, please drag me down with a stick. Beat to death!"

Sheng Qiao: "..."

Okay, just die, even the traces will be erased.

Just as the guard was about to drag Sheng Qiao out, the plot line started again. A palace maid hurriedly ran in, threw herself at the feet of the imperial concubine, and shouted in a low voice: "Empress, news just came that the lady in Qinyuanju is pregnant."

The imperial concubine stood up abruptly and knocked the tea set off the table. Her fingers were shaking with anger: "That cheap maid! What qualifications does that cheap maid have to give birth to a prince?"

Sheng Qiao: "That's right! Only people with noble status like the empress are qualified!"

The noble concubine: "..." She tried hard to maintain her character and gave a wry smile: "I have been with His Majesty for more than twenty years since I entered the palace at the age of fourteen. I have been able to get through the wind and rain, but the only one I want is one Children, God is never willing to give charity."

The palace maid sighed and said: "Your Majesty, please don't hurt your body because of this. Your Majesty knows that you should feel distressed again. I will go and fry a bowl of medicine sent by Your Majesty. Once your Majesty's body is healed, the prince will naturally be born."

After that, he went down.

Can Sheng Qiao, who has watched all the palace dramas, know the mystery behind it? Immediately said: "Wait a minute!"

The whole room looked at her.

Sheng Qiao: "The medicine your Majesty takes every day is specially sent by His Majesty?"

Palace Maid: "Yes, Your Majesty feels sorry for your mother's childlessness, so you sent an imperial doctor to nurse your mother back to health."

Sheng Qiao: "How long have you been drinking?"

Palace Maid: "It's been more than five years."

Sheng Qiao sighed: "Have you never suspected that there is something wrong with this medicine? Are you so convinced that Your Majesty will want you to give birth to his blood?"

Director team: "Has she watched Gong Dou less? Okay, let's start the next plot line."

The imperial concubine's face turned pale, she staggered two steps, slumped down on the bed, and said with trembling lips: "You mean... No! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

"Believe it or not, if you take out the dregs of the medicine and ask your parents to see a doctor, you will know?"

The imperial concubine covered her face with her hands, and the sound of crying came intermittently: "I don't believe it... I don't believe it... Your Majesty wouldn't treat me like this. How could he treat me like this?"

When she cried, she lost her usual arrogance, and her voice was filled with resentment. Ji Jiayou had always been very sensitive to sounds, so he immediately pulled Sheng Qiao and whispered, "It seems to be that cannibalistic sound."

Sheng Qiao glanced at the imperial concubine in disbelief and trembled immediately.

The imperial concubine cried for a long time, stood up, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes little by little with her handkerchief, and said word by word: "Go, take this medicine scum out of the palace and give it to your brother."

The palace maid took the order and went.

The imperial concubine then ordered the maid to dress up, put on rouge, put on the walking stick, and sneered: "Isn't she pregnant? I'll just take a look at her."

A group of people stayed in Qinyuan.

Ji Jiayou asked: "Shall we go?"

Sheng Qiao said: "Damn it, it's a 3D palace fighting drama. If you don't watch it, you won't watch it."

The two of them followed the team and went all the way to Qinyuanju. The imperial concubine reached out her hand to stop the announcement and walked in alone. Sheng Qiao saw that all the palace maids were guarding outside, thinking that there must be a plot, so he waved to Ji Jiayou, and the two of them walked in with their waists bent, but no one stopped them.

Entering Qinyuan Residence, I saw the imperial concubine standing sideways in front of the window.

The room was full of concubines and phoenixes. Wanbi was lying on the couch with her head resting on the emperor's legs. The emperor was holding a book, touching her belly and saying warmly: "When the emperor is born, I will teach him to read in person. I can’t be like you and ask me to teach you even your own name.”

"When Your Majesty teaches the emperor, I will ask the emperor to teach me."

"You."

He reached out and scratched the tip of her nose lovingly, and the woman smiled and got into his arms.

The imperial concubine stood in front of the window, watching this scene motionless. After a while, she slowly turned around. Sheng Qiao originally thought that she was going to have someone drag him down and beat him to death with sticks, but he saw her frowning slightly and not crying, but her eyes were a little red. She didn't know who she was asking: "What does he like about her?"

She seemed to be really confused: "She doesn't even know how to read, and she doesn't know how to play music, chess, calligraphy or painting, but in his eyes, does this turn into pity?"

When you love her, even her shortcomings become advantages.

She looked up at Sheng Qiao and asked, "What about me?"

Sheng Qiao: "..."

The imperial concubine laughed softly and looked back for the last time, "She always fights with me. She is jealous of my beauty, my family background, and my status. But she doesn't know that I am jealous, and being treated by Your Majesty I love her."

The imperial concubine left Qinyuanju.

Sheng Qiao and Ji Jiayou didn't know where to go for a moment.

Three of the six guests have been eaten, and the remaining one, Fang Zhi, has gone to who knows where. The two decided to find Fang Zhi to meet up first, and then discuss what to do next.

Fang Zhi’s identity card was Concubine Xian Concubine. Sheng Qiao grabbed a palace maid and asked where Xian Concubine’s palace was, and they searched all the way there. But Fang Zhi was not here. The maid in the palace said: "The queen said she was looking for some peach blossom tree."

Sheng Qiao asked: "Do you know where there are peach blossom trees in this palace?"

"There is one in the imperial concubine's palace."

The two of them walked back and forth in the imperial concubine's palace several times without seeing the peach blossom tree. Did they overlook something?

The two of them went to the imperial concubine palace.

Halfway through, a strong wind rose from the ground again, and peach blossoms appeared on all sides of the palace walls. Sheng Qiao was not afraid this time. She carefully looked at the piles of peach blossoms on the road.

At first I just thought it was dropped randomly, but now I looked carefully and found out the mystery.

There are several circles of peach blossoms scattered irregularly on the road, hidden among the peach blossom petals on the ground. If you don't look carefully, you won't notice them at all.

Just when Sheng Qiao was about to take a closer look, Fang Zhi ran out from around the corner and said in surprise: "Finally I found you! Xiao Qiao, I found the peach blossom tree! It's in the vestibule of the Imperial Concubine Palace, the black and scorched tree. It’s a tree! It only blooms when it rains!”

As she spoke, she ran and stepped into the peach blossom circle. The blower in the corner suddenly started, and the pile of peach blossoms instantly rose from the ground and floated in the air. From a distance, it looked like the peach blossoms surrounded her.

There was a faint chuckle in the wind: "I've eaten it."

Several people wearing dark clothes appeared from the side, **** Fang Zhi and left.

The system prompts in the headset: "Fang Zhi is dead."

The wind stopped and the flowers fell, and the palace maid came out again and started cleaning the peach blossoms.

After a while, Sheng Qiao said: "I know."

Director Team: "………………"

Does she know now? ? ? What else does she know? ? ?

Sheng Qiao pointed to the peach blossoms that were swept up into a pile on the road by the palace maid: "Fang Zhi just stepped on that and was eaten, right? Let's assume it is a peach blossom array. Anyone who steps on it will be eaten, and those who died before will be eaten. The person who stepped on the formation probably didn’t pay attention.”

Ji Jiayou asked: "Why can peach blossoms eat people?"

"It's not that peach blossoms can eat people, but the demon concubine can eat people through the peach blossom array. Please pay attention to what she says every time, it is 'eaten'. Why not kill? Does it mean that she must eat people? ?"

Sheng Qiao looked around: "I have a bold guess. I feel that we are in an illusion now, and everything around us is actually fake. Think about it, every time the peach blossom rain falls, the npc All will disappear, and the demon concubine will eat people. After eating the people, everything will return to normal. Does that mean that when it rains peach blossoms, it is the time when the demon concubine cannot maintain the illusion? Because she cannot maintain it, everything in the illusion The illusion will disappear, so she must eat people to maintain the illusion."

The more Ji Jiayou thought about it, the more he felt that she was right, and asked with admiration: "Then what should we do now?"

"Can we leave after breaking the illusion? Hey, let me think about it."

Director Team: "…………"

Please stop thinking about it.

She squatted on the ground, picked up a small branch and pulled it casually: "According to the general story routine, when it rains peach blossoms, the demon concubine is at her weakest, and only then can she be killed. Fang Zhi just said , she found the peach blossom tree in the palace of the imperial concubine, right? We assume that the peach blossom tree is the real body of the demon concubine, so in the illusion, she used burnt wood to cover it up to prevent us from discovering it. It means that the peach blossom tree is very important to her. Don’t we just need to cut down that tree?”

Ji Jiayou: "Then what are you waiting for! Go now!"

Sheng Qiao: "We should wait until the next peach blossom rain, and only then can we cut it off."

Director Team: "…………"

Give the boss a cigarette.

The two quietly sneaked outside the imperial concubine's palace, planning to wait for the next peach blossom rain before rushing in to cut down the trees.

But there were bright lights inside and a plot was going on. Adhering to the concept of 3D palace fighting, the two of them peeked through the cracks in the door.

In the palace, the emperor kicked the imperial concubine to the ground and said angrily: "You snake and scorpion woman! You actually gave Wan'er medicine. You killed my flesh and blood. You killed the royal blood!"

The imperial concubine sat up with her elbows on the ground, raised her head and looked at the man in front of her. As she looked at it, she suddenly laughed: "The medicine poured into her stomach was not one thousandth of what I drank. What is your Majesty feeling distressed about?"

The emperor was stunned and did not speak for a long time.

His kick was too hard. The imperial concubine covered her chest and coughed. She coughed and laughed: "I can't understand this, Your Majesty. Even if you don't love me, why would you take away my motherhood?" Qualifications? You are no longer here, why don’t you even want to leave a child to me?"

The emperor knelt down in front of her. He looked at the charming face in front of him. Once upon a time, he was also tempted by this. His fingers brushed half of her cheek, he rubbed it, and whispered: "Nian'er, if you want to blame, I can only blame your Rong family and your brother."

A strong wind rose from the ground.

All the palace lanterns in the palace were extinguished.

It was dark all around. Sheng Qiao was frightened and called Ji Jiayou tremblingly: "Quick, quick, get ready to chop down the tree!"

The peach blossoms dance with the wind, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of peach blossoms.

The palace lanterns lit up one after another. In the empty hall, a peach blossom tree bloomed wantonly and enchantingly, but snow fell in the night sky. There was no one else around, the palace door was wide open, and only the demon concubine, time and time again, Reenact the scene before her death.

The man held a glass of poisonous wine, held her chin, and poured it into her mouth with his own hands.

She felt like a knife was scraping her stomach, and she fell to the ground in pain. She forced herself to raise her eyes, but she could only see his leaving steps.

She shouted softly: "Your Majesty."

The steps paused.

"Your Majesty, please grant me my last wish."

He turned his back to her, unwilling to even look back at her,

She still said alone: ​​"When I die, I will not be buried in the family grave or in the imperial mausoleum. I only want to be buried under the peach tree in front of the court with a roll of straw mat."

She looked at the snow all over the sky outside the window and laughed softly: "I didn't die at a good time, so I won't be able to see the peach blossoms in the coming year, so let me smell the fragrance of the peach blossoms after I die.

He did not look back, and even his voice sounded like charity: "I will follow you."

He walked away, his back getting further and further away in the white snow. She lay on the ground and stretched out her hand towards his back, trying to grab something, but in the end, she couldn't grab anything.

After twenty years of youth, the youth of the past is no longer there.

He had long forgotten that he planted the peach tree for her with his own hands.

She closed her eyes, a tear falling from the corner of her eye.

It doesn't matter anymore.