His Highness the Crown Prince treacherously said that he had usurped the throne, which stunned all the extras present.
When she was slipping out, the imperial 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 a villain.
He must be escorted to the East Palace first, and then the villain..."
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, holding on to the wall with both hands, and climbed over with a single kick of their feet.
The photography teacher inside the wall looked at each other helplessly and chased him through the door with his machine on his shoulder.
Shen Junyi shouted: "You bastards, how dare you attack me?
If I don't cut 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'm the one who won't eat people this time."
The two of them stood there and did not dare to move.
The wind whistled.
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.
Along the way, I saw several piles of peach blossoms.
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 maid next to her fanning herself.
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: "I dare to ask the noble concubine, where is the prince?"
"What kind of prince?"
The imperial concubine turned around and glanced at her sharply, "Your Majesty has never appointed a prince since he came to the throne.
I think you are too long-lived to come here, so I will drag you down and beat you to death with sticks."
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: "Mother, the news just came that the lady in Qinyuanju is pregnant."
The imperial concubine suddenly stood up and knocked the tea set off the table.
Her fingers were trembling with anger: "What qualifications does that cheap maid have to give birth to a prince?"
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Sheng Qiao: "You're right.
Only people with noble status like the empress are qualified."
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 had good times and bad times, but the only thing I want is a child, but God has Always unwilling to give alms.”
The palace maid sighed and said: "My queen, please don't hurt yourself because of this.
Your Majesty knows that you should feel distressed again.
I will go and fry a bowl of the medicine sent by Your Majesty.
Once your Majesty's body is healed, the prince will naturally be born."
After that, he went down.
Sheng Qiao, who has watched all the palace fighting dramas, didn't know the mystery behind it and immediately said: "Wait a minute."
The whole room looked at her.
Sheng Qiao: "The medicine your Majesty takes every day is specially sent by Your Majesty."
Palace Maid: "Yes, Your Majesty feels sorry for your mother's childlessness, so he specially sent an imperial doctor to nurse her 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: "She has watched Gong Dou a lot, 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, just take out the dregs of the medicine and ask your parents to see a doctor and they will know."
The imperial concubine covered her face with her hands, and the sound of crying came intermittently: "If you don't believe me, I don't believe that 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 voice."
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 dregs out of the palace and give it to your brother."
The palace maid took the order and went.
The imperial concubine then ordered the palace maid to dress up, put on rouge, put on the walking stick, and sneered: "Isn't she pregnant?
I'll go and see her right now."
A group of people stayed in Qinyuan.
Ji Jiayou asked: "Should 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 stretched out her hand to stop the announcement and walked in alone.
When Sheng Qiao saw that the palace maids were all guarding outside, he thought there must be something going on, 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.
There were birds and phoenixes singing in harmony in the room.
Concubine Wan was lying on the couch with her head resting on the emperor's legs.
The emperor held a book, touched her belly, and said warmly: "When the emperor's son is born, I will teach him to read in person.
Don't be like that."
You even want me to teach you your own name.”
"After Your Majesty has taught 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.
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After a while, she slowly turned around.
Sheng Qiao originally thought that she was going to be dragged down and beaten 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 actually 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 one 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 of being loved by His Majesty.
She."
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 somewhere.
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 went all the way there.
But Fang Zhi was not here.
The maid in the palace said, "The queen said she was looking for a peach 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."
They walked back and forth in the imperial concubine's palace several times but did not see the peach blossom tree.
Did they overlook something?
The two of them diverted to the imperial concubine palace.
Halfway through, a strong wind rose from the ground again, and peach blossoms sprouted from the palace walls.
Sheng Qiao was not afraid this time.
She looked carefully at the piles of peach blossoms on the road.
At first, I just thought it was dropped randomly, but now I looked carefully, and I really discovered the mystery.
There are several circles of peach blossoms scattered irregularly on the road, hidden among the peach petals on the ground.
If you don't look carefully, you won't notice them at all.
Sheng Qiao was about to take a closer look when Fang Zhi ran out from around the corner and said in surprise: "I finally found you, Xiao Qiao.
I found the peach blossom tree in the vestibule of the Imperial Concubine Palace.
The black and scorched tree only had fallen peach blossoms."
Flowers bloom only 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.
A faint chuckle came from the wind: "It's eaten."
Several people in dark clothes appeared from the side, tied up Fang Zhi and left.
The system prompts in the headset: "Fang Zhi is dead."
When the wind stopped and the flowers fell, the palace maid came out again and started cleaning the peach blossoms.
After a while, Sheng Qiao said, "I understand."
Director Team: "" Now she knows, what 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.
People who stepped on it will be eaten, and the people who died before should also be eaten.
I stepped on the formation without paying attention."
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Ji Jiayou asked: "Why can peach blossoms eat people?"
"It's not that peach blossoms can eat people, but that the demon concubine eats people through the peach blossom array.
Pay attention to what she says every time, she eats people.
Why not kill them?
Does that mean 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 NC will disappear, The demon concubine will eat people.
After eating the people, everything will return to normal.
Does that mean that when the peach blossom rain falls, the demon concubine cannot maintain the illusion, so all the illusions in the illusion will disappear.
So she has to 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?"
"You can leave once you break the illusion.
Let me think about it."
Director Team: "" Please don't think 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 that she was in We found a peach blossom tree in the imperial concubine's palace, 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 hide it from us.
This means that the peach blossom tree is very important to her, so she just needs to cut it down.
That tree will do.”
Ji Jiayou: "Then what are you waiting for?
Go now."
Sheng Qiao: "We should wait for the next peach blossom rain, and only then can we cut it off."
Director Team: "" Pass the cigarette to the boss.
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 I saw that the lights were brightly lit 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 poisonous woman, you gave Wan'er medicine.
You killed my flesh and blood.
What you killed was the royal bloodline."
The imperial concubine sat up with her elbows on the ground and looked up 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.
Your Majesty is heartbroken."
What is it?”
The emperor was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.
His kick was too hard.
The imperial concubine covered her chest and coughed lowly.
She coughed and laughed: "I can't understand this, Your Majesty.
Even if you don't love me, why would you take away my qualifications to be a mother?
You already have Now that I'm gone, 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.
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All the palace lanterns in the palace were extinguished.
It was dark all around.
Sheng Qiao trembled with fright, 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 were 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, except for the demon concubine, who reenacted her death again and again. previous scene.
The man held a glass of poisonous wine, held her chin, and poured it into her mouth with his own hands.
Her stomach felt like a knife scraping her, and she fell to the ground in pain.
She forced herself to raise her eyes, but she could only see his leaving steps.
She called softly: "Your Majesty."
The footsteps paused.
"Your Majesty, please grant me my last wish."
He turned his back to her and didn't even want to look back at her.
She said to herself: "When my concubine dies, she will not be buried in the family grave or in the imperial mausoleum.
I will only be buried with a roll of straw mat under the peach tree in front of the court."
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 didn't look back, 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.
Twenty years of youth are gone, and the youth of the past is no longer there.
He had long forgotten that he planted the peach tree in front of the court for her with his own hands.
She closed her eyes, a tear falling from the corner of her eye.
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