The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 991: Sorry
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"No matter who he is, I know that the fourth prince is dead and the empress' revenge has been avenged!" Qingyun gritted her teeth and said, "When I remember that the imperial concubine strangled the little prince to death with her own hands, I will I wish I could kill her with a thousand knives. How many medicinal soups did the empress drink and how much suffering did she suffer when she was able to conceive the little prince? Every time I think about it, I feel very sorry for the empress. But the little prince was not even a month old yet, but he died at the hands of that bitch. , but it happened that she had two princes by her side. For the sake of the face of Prince Rong and the fourth prince, Long live the Lord only allowed her to commit suicide, but it was really an advantage to her!"
"Okay, what's the use of talking about this now?" Concubine Hui said slowly, paused, and then said, "But you are right, the fourth prince is dead anyway. , It's just..." At this point, Concubine Hui stopped. She closed the blanket around her body and said slowly, "But who is the person who threw the stones? How come he happened to coincide with us? What? Is it really a coincidence?"
Qingyuan hesitated and said: "Empress, do you mean that someone guessed our intention, and then... tried to blame the murder of the little prince on Changchun Palace?"
"For this kind of thing, you should be afraid of anything less than ten thousand," Hui Fei said slowly, while suddenly holding Qingyang's hand, and then said in a deep voice, "Qingyang, while it's dark, you are like this Just go to Guard Fang and ask him to burn all the evidence of our regular interactions in front of you. You must not leave anything behind, you know?"
Qingyuan timidly said: "Mother, it can't be so serious, right? We haven't done anything, how can others think of us?"
"It's better to be careful after all," Concubine Hui lowered her voice and looked at Qingyun and said, "Besides, you will leave the palace the day after tomorrow. At this juncture, nothing can go wrong. If anything goes wrong, it will ruin the rest of your and Guard Fang's lives, you know?"
"Yes, slave girl, go right away!" Qingyun agreed hurriedly, then quickly put on her clothes and trotted out.
Concubine Hui looked at Qingyang’s back gradually blending into the vast night. After a while, she spat out five words from her thin, pale lips——
"Qingyun, I'm sorry."
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June 26, the 34th year of Jiasheng.
Anjun Prince’s Mansion.
Early morning.
After Zhong Mingwei had breakfast at the palace, he went out. Pang Yi followed him, holding a large baggage in his hand. Meiya followed all the way, watching eagerly as he was about to get into the carriage, but Still reluctant to go back, he stood at the door and watched with unconcealed worry in his eyes.
"Go back, I'll be back in a minute," Zhong Mingwei waved to Meiya. Seeing that she was still standing still, Zhong Mingwei sighed softly, turned back, walked to Meiya, stretched out his hand to rub He rubbed the girl's limp hair and whispered, "It'll be fine, don't worry."
"Is everything really going to be okay?" Meiya looked up at him and said timidly, "Isn't it too easy for you to blame King Pingxi for the murder of the fourth prince? Long live the situation. Wouldn’t I suspect that you have other motives? Wouldn’t Prince Rong guess it?”
"Don't worry, as long as it concerns King Pingxi, Long Live Lord will not object no matter how suspicious he is. He has spent most of his life competing with King Pingxi. For such a rare opportunity, I will give it to him. In front of him, even if he doubts my motives, he will only choose to go with the flow and get rid of King Pingxi," Zhong Mingwei explained in a low voice, paused, and then said, "As for Prince Rong, all he is thinking about now is How he was able to enter the East Palace, he wouldn't think too much about the others. But now, when I enter the palace, the news I bring is what Long Live Lord and Prince Rong want to hear most."