The Favoured Medical Princess

In April, the spring is clear and the weather is good, this is a good day for traveling.

In the splendid spring of the city, the Prince Gong's Mansion in the capital is as if it is still in a severe winter. A dazzling white damask is hung outside the Mansion. The air is filled with a gloomy and sad atmosphere.

In the governor’s palace, hysterical crying sounds can be heard from time to time in the hall of the main court, but in Bai Xinghui’s Xinghui courtyard, there is silence, as if everything in this county’s palace is nothing to do with here.

"Side Princess," Bihen was holding a wooden tray with a white dress on it, carefully facing Bai Muxiao Road, "Today the princess is going to die, and the palace will go up and down for the princess. Crying, did you also put on filial piety..."

Bihen swallowed nervously, and since the young son went, the master's temper became more and more weird.Even she and Biluo are sometimes afraid of the master.

Bai Muxiao in a pale cyan dress leaned against the window and looked out the window. Several willow trees were planted in the yard, and the catkins, like goose feathers and snow, fell down with the breeze.

Bai Muxiao didn't look at Bijian, and said coldly: "I haven't given birth yet, it won't pass. Anyway, it's not bad for me." Isn't this still the same?!

With that, Bai Muxiao's eyes were colder and more gloomy.

Her child was gone, but she died because she was not full-term, because she was short-lived, she could not set a spiritual position, she could not do funerals, she could not enter the ancestral tomb, she could only be buried in a wooden box...

Bai Muxiao clenched his fists tightly, and the back of his white hand was raised with green tendons.Her child was supposed to be a dragon and phoenix among people, and she will always be rich and honorable, but she was killed by Cui Yanyan's vicious woman.

Cui Yanyan is dead!She wished that she would die without a burial place, and asked her to cry for the murderer.

Bizhen and Biluo exchanged glances.The master is not unreasonable, as long as the lord is not reluctant, no one in this house dares to put his beak!

Bi Hen was about to retreat, so Bai Muxiao called out: "Bi Hen."

Bai Muxiao's eyes were as dark and silent as a bottomless abyss, and Bihen shivered in his heart, bowing to stand by.

Bai Muxiao slowly said: "You go to the main courtyard to see..."

Han Lingfu promised her, not only Cui Yanyan, all of Cui Yanyan's accomplices must bury their children!

Bi Hen waited respectfully for Bai Muxiao's instructions, who knew she suddenly turned around again: "Forget it, or I will go by myself."

With that, Bai Muxiao stood up and caressed his dress casually.

She had to watch the martyrdom of those accomplices before she could relieve her hatred!

Bihen was stunned and went to the main courtyard with Bai Muxiao.

The closer to the main courtyard, the more white damasks hanging around, a cloud of sorrow and mist, and the wailing of the people from the main courtyard one after another, more and more clear...

Bai Muxiao walked unhurriedly, and Qingli's face had no expression on her face, and there was no trace of emotion.

At the entrance to the courtyard of the main courtyard, there is a row of wives with big waists and round waists, each of which is standing there like a respected gate god.

When the women saw that Bai Muxiao was coming, they hurriedly invited her in.

On the blue stone floor in the courtyard, the plain-clothed slave-maid kneeled on the ground. Everyone held a small white porcelain cup in his hand, which looked like a mourning concubine.

A cold-faced stewardess, the mother-in-law, looked down at the people with a bunch of women, and said irritably, "It's your blessing to be able to be buried for the princess."

In words, the women-in-law surrounded the slaves, and meant to help them.

Bizheng quickly glanced at them and followed Beimu Xiao without squinting. She only felt that the atmosphere in the courtyard was somber and depressed, and she really wanted to leave here immediately.

Bai Muxiao seemed to be unaware, and slowly walked into the hall with his skirt.

In the hall, a heavy black lacquered coffin stopped in the middle, and the card directly in front of it said awesomely: the spirit of Princess Cui of Prince Gongjun.

Bai Muxiao's cold eyes stopped on the card, and a mocking smile was drawn from the corner of his mouth.

Even though she was so beautiful, Cui Yanyan had to bend her knees to her, but now?

It's just a card, a coffin.

In front of the spirit, he was kneeling down on a futon in a pajamas dressed in maid and filial pie, his small face drooping, and the blue eyes tears silently, it seemed sad.

Five or six stewards, maids and maids, were kneeling beside her, all Cui Yanyan's cronies during her lifetime.

Hearing someone walking into the hall of worship, kneeling on the ground, everyone instinctively looked up. Cui Yanyan's milk maid, Lin Mammary, suddenly gleamed with hatred in her eyes. Before Ling Ling, aren’t you afraid that the Princess will ask you to settle accounts in Tian You Ling?"

Bai Muxiao looked at Mammy Lin contemptuously and disregarded the other party at all. Without Cui Yanyan, people like Mammy Lin were just ants that could be easily pinched to death.

Bai Muxiao's eyes completely angered Ma Lin, Ma Lin's bloated body sprang up like a tiger, and flew towards Bai Mu Xiaofei, shouting: "Bitch, I'm going to kill You are a princess..."

"Xiao'er be careful!"

A familiar male voice came nervously from behind Bai Muxiao. He grabbed Bai Muxiao and pulled it aside, while kicking his right leg violently, kicking on Mammy Lin's abdomen.

Grandma Lin screamed screamingly, stumped and fell on the ground, embarrassed.

Looking down on the futon kneeling on the futon, he stood up and said, "I have seen the prince."

Yes, it is Han Lingfu.

Han Lingfu cautiously took Bai Muxiao into his arms, looked at Mammy Lin with disgust, and said lightly to a grandmother behind him, "Mammoth Li, it's almost time..."

But few figures, but a cold breath, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped a lot.

"Yes, Lord."

Grandma Li lied flatly and eagerly, then gestured to the couple of women she brought.

The couple of women walked to Grandma Lin and others with a smile, one of them held a red lacquered wooden tray in both hands, and each of the cups was filled with small white porcelain cups. A half cup of brown liquid was filled.

Everyone present knew what the liquid in the glass was, and it was poisonous poison that killed a tiger.

Mammy Lin and others looked like earth, trembling uncontrollably, and none of them could escape.

After drinking this glass of poisonous wine, it was over a hundred.

At this moment, Cui Yanyan's personal maid finally couldn't control her emotions, and the whole person collapsed to the ground, and collapsed and murmured and cursed in her mouth: "Bai Muxiao, you must not die! You killed the Princess, it must be you! You are a demon girl, demon girl!" Speaking of that later, that girl was already a little crazy.

Han Lingfu's brow furrowed tighter, and he released a fierce murderousness all over his body. He only felt that these men were really abhorrent, not only helped Cui Yanyan to help the abuse, but now, there are still deceitful conspiracy and contempt for Xiao'er. !

Grandma Li was terrified, and scolded: "Cheesy maid, it's really a magic barrier! In front of the lord, he dare to talk nonsense!" Then he ordered the women, "Not to send them away yet!" "

The mother-in-law did not dare to hesitate anymore, and poured poisonous wine to Lin Ma and others rudely.

In the sound of cursing and crying, one person after another fell before the spirit, their mouths overflowed with dark red blood, and their eyes bulged out, obviously dead, and a breath of death permeated the spirit hall. ...

A few working women seem to be calm, but there are actually some hairs in their hearts. They are silent about Amitabha. Probably only the three masters in the hall are indifferent...

Bai Muxiao turned his back to everyone, snuggling softly and obediently in Han Lingfu's arms, and the small face was mostly buried on his wide chest, and her slightly pale cherry lips licked a cold to almost cold smile.

Bi Jiang, who had been looking at his master for a long time, noticed keenly, his eyelids jumped suddenly, and he shrank away from his eyes.

Sure enough, the girl she is no longer the girl in the past Baifu.

This seemingly prosperous county government forced the girl to this point!

No wonder people in the world say that when they enter Houmen, they are like the sea...

Bi Jian was heavy in his heart, and he didn't know whether he was afraid of Bai Muxiao's changes or was at a loss about their master's future...

Soon, as the last maid fell down, the hall was completely quiet, a gloomy silence, five or six silent corpses lying there in a row.

Grandma Li anxiously ordered people to move the corpses down. In the blink of an eye, the hall was clean and cold, as if nothing had happened, but the haze that had been left in the heart would be carved for a long time...

Next, it was Cui Yanyan's spiritual ceremony.

According to the customs of Dayu, when the deceased was born, his eldest son should bow down to pay tribute, and then drop the basin, but Cui Yanyan had neither his sons nor his sons, so this step was saved, and the heavy weight was directly coordinated by a group of people. The coffin lifted up and moved out of the hall in the sound of drums.

This is a funeral for outsiders that looks grand, but it is extremely deserted. The person who cries the spirit only has the side concubine, Fuling is the king of the county, Han Lingfu, and none of Cui Yanyan’s family members have appeared...

For Bai Muxiao, after Cui Yanyan's coffin was carried out of the county government, the funeral was over.

Since then, Cui Yanyan has been dust to dust, and earth to earth!

Bai Muxiao went straight back to his yard, only to feel full of grief, he ordered the girl to wait for her to bathe and change her clothes...

Everyone in the courtyard heard about what was happening in the hall, and all of them were thrilled, and they were very clumsy in doing things.

After an incense stick, Bai Muxiao, who was wearing a white tunic, was sitting in front of the dressing table. A thick black hair with thick moisture was scattered behind her, and Bi Zhen carefully helped her to wring her hair.

Bai Muxiao felt that his hair had dried in seven or eight minutes, yawned, and said lazily: "I'm tired, wait for me to rest."

Bihen and Biluo could not help glancing outwards. At this moment, the sun had just begun to go west and the sky was bright, which was only after Shen Shi.

The two maids looked at each other. Finally, Bi Luo reminded him: "Side concubine, it's too early now, you rest at this time, in case the prince comes..." How could that be?

Bai Muxiao made a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth, curling a strand of hair with his index finger in his right hand and said, "Your grandfather will never come." After a pause, the smile on her face seemed to be frozen. The colder it came, "My lord, he was about to see his future father-in-law."

After entangled with Han Lingfu for so many years, Bai Muxiao had always had unrealistic expectations for him, but now she is cold to him, and without those love and love blinding her eyes, she will have some things. See through thoroughly.

She can be sure that with Han Ling's eagerness for quick success, and with his thirst for the throne, he will surely continue his chord in filial piety.

This person, Han Lingfu, can't be said to be unprofitable and not too early.

For example, Cui Yanyan’s death appeared to be for revenge on her and their children, but in fact why did he agree to kill Cui Yanyan? She knew that if it was not for his own interests, if it was not in his eyes , Cui Yanyan has lost the use value, he will only allow himself to be patient, let himself wait, just like the countless times in the past...

However, for yourself, why the reason is not important, as long as the goal is achieved!

The result now is that Cui Yanyan is dead, and Cui Yanyan's accomplice is also dead!

Thinking, a flash of pleasure flashed in Bai Muxiao's eyes, and the ink in his pupils was almost overflowing.

However, this is not the end, her revenge is just beginning.

Next, it was the turn of the father who gave up the child.

Digression

Monthly pass!Monthly pass!

For my hard work