The matter of stealing the hairpin was like a farce.
Everyone kept silent and no one mentioned it again.
The twenty blows that hit Lang Pei were not very heavy.
Lang Pei was able to walk after a few days of recuperation.
She moved out of the house after she recovered.
He Ling didn't know if this was the instruction of Sister Si Shan, but it was indeed a lot cleaner with one less person in the room, but He Ling couldn't be willing to be a dispensable maid in Si Shan Hall.
The purpose of the palace is never simple.
The major case that year almost destroyed her family, she lost her parents, and her brother was forced to leave the capital.
What her father taught her since she was a child was the kindness of doctors.
She did not believe that his father would kill the emperor's heir.
There seemed to be a pair of invisible hands behind that incident, which pushed the He family into a place of eternal destruction.
The firelight of the Jin Yiwei surrounding the He family was still reflected in her eyes, and she had never forgotten those past events.
He Ling is not in a hurry, there will always be opportunities in the future.
Now she is calmly following the instructions of Aunt Si Shan, and her acting style is as low-key as ever.
Three days later, the harsh winter brought the second heavy snowfall of the year.
The weather suddenly turned cold.
He Ling was afraid of the cold.
He had to wrap himself up tightly before going to Leng Palace every day.
From a distance, he looked like a meeting man.
Move the little ball.
On this snowy day, He Ling still had to carry the food box to Leng Palace.
As soon as he left the gate of Sishan Hall, he was stopped halfway by Lang Pei with a cold face.
"You already knew that day, right?"
He Ling pursed her lips and smiled, nodding, "Well, at least it's earlier than mama."
Lang Pei took a step forward and stared at her with venomous eyes.
There was blame and resentment in his tone, "You deliberately framed me and you watched me perform like a clown.
He Ling, you are so vicious."
He Ling stopped laughing and glanced at her coldly, "You were the one who committed the crime.
Now you come to blame me for not being as good as others.
What's there to say?"
Langpei calmed down his emotions, "He Ling, I saw you clearly before anyone else.
Yes, it was because I was not smart enough that you turned an army against me.
So are you smarter than me?"
She leaned close to He Ling's ear and whispered.
Say word by word: "You are just like me, you also want to climb up."
He Ling's body froze in place and was stunned for a long time.
By the time she came to her senses, Lang Pei had already missed her and walked in the opposite direction.
She stuck out her lips and her cold voice fell into the air, "You and I are different.
Woolen cloth."
Lang Pei stopped and turned around, seeing her slowly leaving his sight.
He Ling walked forward against the biting cold wind.
Cold snowflakes fell on her cheeks.
Her fingertips trembled and she put away her thousands of thoughts.
The light red embroidered boots with raised heads stepped lightly on the snow, leaving footprints one by one.
He Ling accidentally discovered a more remote road leading to Leng Palace yesterday.
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No, it can no longer be called a road.
It is just a gap between the two palaces.
Fortunately, the space is large enough, and it is still possible for a person to pass through.
More than enough.
He Ling couldn't help biting his lower lip, some things really needed to be settled.
He Ling carefully passed through the small gap, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the person standing firmly in her sight.
He was still wearing the same shabby robe, and his thin lips were turned white from the cold.
His bright eyes stared at her deeply without saying a word.
He Ling was discouraged.
With the thought of breaking the pot, she felt that it was okay to be blocked by him.
He Ling also smiled at him, looking at his still unclear face, and suddenly thought, had he not washed himself for a long time?
Take a bath Zhao Junhan moved forward two steps, and the sound of footsteps could be heard clearly.
He asked with a smile: "Do you want to get rid of me?"
He Ling lowered his eyes, "I sympathize with you, but I can only sympathize with you.
I can't help you.
If you continue like this, you will kill me."
Sooner or later, those eunuchs will find out that he is not dead.
If they don't put aside the relationship soon, they will definitely kill her together.
He Ling raised her head and looked directly at him, with unbearable look in her eyes, "To put it bluntly, it's because you are not strong enough that everyone tramples you."
Zhao Junhan laughed, and his smile deepened as she spoke.
He grabbed her thin wrist, lowered his head, exposed his sharp teeth, and bit it down hard.
He Ling made a sound from the sudden pain.
She shook him off hard and took several steps back, her eyes gradually turning red.
Zhao Junhan licked the blood at the corner of his mouth and said hoarsely: "You can't betray me."
He Ling covered the bleeding wound on his wrist, "Why?"
"You are weaker than me."
"I saved you, but instead of being grateful, you insisted on dragging me down.
Is this reasonable?"
she asked.
Zhao Junhan sneered and remained unmoved, "I have no sense of propriety, justice and shame.
It's useless for you to tell me this.
As long as you are still working in the cold palace, you can't think of getting rid of me."
He Ling stared at him with an angry face.
Before the words in his throat could be spoken, a high-pitched voice sounded behind him.
"Hey, what do the Zajia say?
Why can't I find the body of this little beast?
It turns out that this despicable life is still there," the eunuch said through gritted teeth.
As soon as he finished speaking, someone echoed his words, "That's right, it's really troublesome for us."
The eunuch looked at the food box in He Ling's hand and said with a cold expression, "The Zajia said, even if this little beast hadn't eaten that steamed bun, he would have starved to death a long time ago.
It turns out that you, the little palace maid, are helping him. ” He Ling took two steps back under his murderous gaze, showing weakness, "Father-in-law, I just feel sorry for him."
"You don't know how to live or die."
After saying that, the eunuch gestured to the people next to him.
Another eunuch immediately stepped forward, rubbed his hands, and said with evil intentions: "The Za family will send you to the West to enjoy happiness first, and then send this little beast to accompany you, how about that?"
"Eunuch, please spare this slave."
He Ling retreated while thinking of countermeasures.
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Zhao Junhan, who was standing by the side, suddenly rushed up at this moment.
He looked as ferocious as a wild beast.
He pinched the eunuch's neck with his thin hands, looked at He Ling with his scarlet eyes, and growled at her: "Let's go."
He Ling was startled for a moment, then staggered and started running back.
There were intermittent grunts behind her.
She heard the sound of the two eunuchs throwing him to the ground, and the sound of their fists hitting his abdomen.
Her footsteps became heavier and heavier, and she slowed down.
I couldn't help but look back.
Zhao Junhan huddled on the ground, and the two eunuchs beat and cursed, "How dare you attack the Zajia family?
The Zajia family will not beat you to death."
He Ling gritted her teeth, turned around and ran back.
No one noticed her.
She raised the food box in her hand and hit one of the eunuchs on the head.
The hard solid wood hit the eunuch's forehead, and the scene in front of him began to blur.
He touched the blood on his forehead with a ferocious expression, temporarily letting go of Zhao Juanhan who was lying on the ground.
He Ling gasped, her face was as white as paper, and her whole body was shaking.
"This is the first time that Zajia has his head smashed by someone."
The eunuch spoke in a sinister tone, looking at He Ling's whole body with unkind eyes, "Zajia looks like a good boy, come on, come closer and let Zajia smell it.
It doesn’t smell good, and the Za family hasn’t touched a woman for a long time.”
Another eunuch picked up the chopsticks scattered on the ground, took out a random ribbon and tied the chopsticks together.
He approached He Ling and placed his eyes on He Ling's chest wantonly, slowly scanning down.
"Come on, this isn't the West Factory.
There aren't that many torture instruments for you to use, so I have to make do with these chopsticks.
I'll stab you in that place later, and the Zajia will make you unable to cry."
He Ling trembled her lips, feeling isolated and helpless.
She murmured: "Don't come over, don't come over."
Zhao Junhan lay motionless on the ground, as if he had made no sound.
He Ling was forced into a corner, and the eunuchs' hands covered her body.
She was suppressed and unable to move.
The disparity in strength was fully reflected at this moment.
The coat had been untied, and He Ling even felt the eunuch's fingers crawling up her back.
She raised her head and struggled still, with a few tears falling from her red eyes.
No one noticed that Zhao Junhan slowly got up from the ground.
When his heart was filled with despair, He Ling saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.
The eunuch covering him stopped moving, his eyes were wide open, and blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth.
He Ling looked down and saw a chopstick passed directly through his throat.
The hands controlling her limbs were also released.
She gathered her clothes and hurriedly came out of the corner as if she had just woken up from a dream.
Zhao Junhan still had a chopstick in his hand.
He smiled at another eunuch who was already dumbfounded, and stepped on the dead eunuch's head under his feet and crushed it in front of him.
"Guess if you are my opponent?"
he asked casually.
The eunuch covered his neck in horror, swallowed his saliva, turned around and ran away.
Zhao Junhan seemed to be laughing at his overestimation.
He raised his hand, without blinking, and directly touched the eunuch's Tianling with his chopsticks.
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He only heard a "bang" on the ground.
After a long moment of dead silence, Zhao Junhan made sure that the two eunuchs had lost their breath before relaxing.
He covered his lips and coughed twice, feeling pain in his abdomen when he inhaled.
He Ling was stunned for a moment and murmured: "They are dead."
Zhao Junhan stopped coughing and glanced at her, "Dead."
Then, he silently pulled up the eunuch's hair and dragged the body towards one of the passages.
The red blood was rubbed on the ground.
"What are you doing standing there?"
He Ling's face turned ugly and she didn't reply.
Zhao Junhan laughed softly, "That's right, it must be your first time to see such a bloody scene."
"Come here and help me remove the body."
His voice was much colder than before.
He Ling paused for a moment, frowning slightly, but he squatted down as instructed and put his hands on the eunuch's shoulders.
He tried his best but couldn't move him.
"Forget it, come with me."
He said calmly.
He Ling let go of her hand and caught up with him.
She looked at his strong arms and veined wrists and asked, "You are obviously not that weak."
Nothing like the down-and-out begging for mercy when we first met.
Zhao Junhan led her through a long palace road and arrived at an abandoned palace.
When he opened the door, dust came into his nose, making her feel uncomfortable.
Zhao Junhan threw the body into the dry well in the yard, and then answered her question, "The first bird is shot."
He raised his chin, exposing his chin, and the gloomy air between his brows lingered.
He endured and lay dormant for more than ten years, just to ascend to heaven.
Now is not the best time, he has to wait.
He Ling took a deep breath, "Do you think these two bodies will be discovered?"
Zhao Junhan smiled, "No, there are countless corpses in this dry well.
The princes born to the palace maid who favored him overnight, and the imperial concubines who once crowned the harem are all in it."
Inside the vermilion palace walls, there were piles of corpses.
After saying this, he walked towards the room in the corner.
He Ling followed him in.
What caught his eye was the simple wooden bed.
The space in the room was small.
There was a desk in front of the wooden window, and the scratches on it were visible.
Years have passed.
"Have you always lived here?"
He Ling asked.
Zhao Junhan came in with a basin of water.
Hearing her words, he was slightly silent, "This place cannot be easily noticed by others, and no one dares to come in easily."
He Ling lowered her eyes and saw the mouse at his feet whose skin had been completely peeled off.
The blood stains and bones and flesh were stuck together.
She was extremely disgusted.
She was horrified and her pupils shrank suddenly.
It was never luck for the man in front of her to survive to this day.
He was Trying desperately to climb out of the abyss.
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Zhao Junhan washed his dirty face with water.
The water took away all the dirt on his face.
Gradually, his original appearance was revealed.
This was the first time He Ling saw his appearance.
How should I put it, she was stunned.
He is undoubtedly good-looking.
His face, which has not been exposed to sunlight all year round, is as white as paper.
His exquisite and flawless facial features make up an alluring face.
He has cool thin lips, a straight nose bridge, and a pair of slender red phoenix eyes under his delicate brows, which look like It shines brightly with light in its mouth.
Zhao Junhan nodded, his delicate chin tilted slightly, and he asked with a half-smile: "Why did you come back just now?"
He looked away from Ling, curled his fingers slightly, pursed his lips and said, "Then why do you want me to run?"
He could obviously drag her into the water, but he pushed her away forcefully.
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