There was no one in the courtyard of Jihong Embroidery Village, Jiang Xixi and Xun'er stepped in, and they saw that the butterfly jade hairpin was placed on the stone table upright, but its brilliance did not seem to be as dazzling as before, although it was carved from blood jade, but in addition to the unique color, the workmanship was more exquisite, and there was not much difference from other jade hairpins.
Seeing the hairpin, Xun'er's first reaction was to hide behind Jiang Xixi, "Sister Xixi, why is it still here?"
” Jiang Xixi didn't dare to get too close to the stone table, she protected Xun'er with one hand, and her eyes were staring at the jade hairpin without blinking.
"The soul is gone, the blood stain has been removed, it is now an ordinary hairpin, no, the only difference between it and other hairpins is that it can be sold at a good price in the pawnshop, Miss Jiang wants to try it?"
Yan Niang walked out of the house with a smile, picked up the butterfly jade hairpin and compared it on Jiang Xixi's head, "Forget it, don't sell it, the girl has fair skin, and it is most suitable to wear red, just let it follow you." ” Xun'er was hiding behind Jiang Xixi, and when she saw Yan Niang take the hairpin, she turned around and ran towards the stove room, shouting as she ran, "It's a pity that my sister has rough skin and thick meat, it's not suitable for it at all, Yan Niang, you better throw it away quickly." ” Jiang Xi glanced at him, took the hairpin in Yan Niang's hand, and rubbed his fingers on the cold jade butterfly a few times, "Girl, I heard from the adults, there are two souls attached to this hairpin, one is that Xin Ziyu, and the other one, but who is it?"
” "The phoenix swims on the phoenix platform, and the phoenix goes to the Taikong River to artesian."
Jiang Xi was stunned, "This poem, I once saw Yuan'er write, Phoenix, Phoenix, is the other soul a woman in the deep palace?"
” Yan Niang's eyes became long and pure, "She is not an ordinary woman, if I guess correctly, she should be Chen Jinfeng, the queen of Fujian, also called Wan'an Niangniang." ” "Wan'an?"
Jiang Xixi sneered coldly, "Since you gave her such a name, why did you use the punishment of car cracking on her in the end, man, if you are ruthless, you really don't recognize the six relatives, and the past can be written off." ” Yan Niang patted her lightly on the shoulder, "You are right, the monarch of Fujian, Wang Yanjun, is extremely poor and extravagant, and built a carved and painted Donghua Palace for her.
The two drank every day, and they were obscene every night, and even state affairs gradually became unheard.
However, at that time, in addition to pampering her, Wang Yanjun also had a male pet called Gui Shouming, and it was rumored in the streets: who is called the Nine Dragons Tent, only one Gui Lang is stored.
The warbler Yanyan in the harem and this 'Guilang' made Wang Yanjun tired of running for his life, and finally got mad paralysis.
Wang Yanjun was seriously ill, and Gui Shouming became the object of competition among the palace maids who had been in drought for a long time.
But there is never an impermeable wall in the world, and finally one day, Chen Jinfeng and Gui Shouming's adultery was discovered by Wang Yanjun, the monarch who was paralyzed on the dragon bed was furious, and the two people he loved the most hooked up with him behind his back. ” "So, he put the two to death with a split car?"
Yan Niang smiled coldly, "If this is the case, I'm afraid that Chen Jinfeng's resentment is not so deep, it turns out that Gui Shouming is not sincere to her, he is so close to her, in fact, he is tempted by power, his real purpose is the imperial power that is high above, and Chen Jinfeng is just a chess piece he set up to achieve his goal."
Gui Shouming's coup d'état was seen through by Wang Yanjun, and he was also killed by the long knife of the Praetorian Guard.
And Chen Jinfeng, who was also a member of the same party, was sentenced to car splitting. ” Speaking of this, Yan Niang paused, "I think, she must have sung that little song again that day, and also brought the butterfly jade hairpin that Wang Yanjun created for her, wanting him to read it for the sake of the two of them and spare herself."
However, Wang Yanjun had made up his mind, so he still asked the soldiers to tie her head and limbs to five carts, put horses on them, and pull them in different directions. ” Jiang Xixi clenched her fists, "Although it is not a pity for her to die, this method is too cruel." ” Yan Niang looked at her, "You think, it takes a lot of effort to cut off people's heads and limbs, let alone pull them with a carriage, so the suffering of the prisoners can be imagined."
However, when it really comes to tearing it open, I'm afraid it won't hurt anymore, the pain is that when I am pulling, the skin is broken, the flesh is connected, the flesh is broken, but the muscles and bones are not broken, and finally the blood vessels burst, and when I die of breath, I am afraid that I am not killed by pain, but by being scared to death.
That's why Chen Jinfeng's resentment is so deep. ” Jiang Xixi shivered and rubbed his arm, although the spring was cold, it was not so cold.
"Miss Yan, later Yuchai was smuggled out of the palace by Xin Ziyu, and what happened afterwards was also affected by Chen Jinfeng's resentment, which caused one tragedy after another."
Yan Niang nodded, and handed the jade hairpin over, "You can take this hairpin back, it has no owner now, but at least it was the evidence of the case, and it is better to put it in Xin'an Mansion than to put it here with me." ” Jiang Xixi took the jade hairpin, it was still stained with Yan Niang's body temperature, it was warm, so she smiled at her, "Miss Yan, are you feeling better?"
” Yan Niang smiled faintly, "Thanks to Master Cheng, my body is no longer in trouble, and I won't bother the girl to go back and thank me for me, so I won't bother at the house." ” Jiang Xi was sorry for a moment, and he was puzzled in his heart: these two people, one saved people and the other was rescued, how did they end up being unfamiliar again.
But the thought was only a momentary in her mind, and she brushed it aside, for there was a tempting smell coming from the stove, which was more appealing than anything else in the evening when she was hungry.
So she casually answered yes, and walked towards the stove room, leaving Yan Niang alone in the courtyard, looking at the opposite side of the wall, with a layer of cold frost between her eyebrows.
Cheng Muyou sat in front of the bookcase, flipped through an old book that had been rolled up, but his eyes did not stay on the dense handwriting, and finally, he "snapped" and threw the book on the table, with ten fingers overlapped in the center of his eyebrows, and the lingering picture appeared in his mind again: her stomach was broken, and the skin and flesh were turned up to both sides, revealing the bones of Bai Sensen inside, but the bones were very long, winding, surrounded by layers, thick and strong, and by no means belonged to human beings.
Cheng Muyou stood up from the bookcase, he walked to the window, looked at the end of the high wall, and met with a cold gaze coming from there.
Who are you?
(End of volume)