“Pull her away.” Zhou Wudi lifted his finger to the princess who was still raving wildly. The two men in black promised to put their hands in front of the concubine. After struggling for a moment to discover the arrival of the Emperor, the tremendous hatred was replaced by great fear, and the ground was softened. The Emperor is here, and the last layer of shame is ripped apart. What other way do they live?
Zhou Wudi walked to the palace and sat down. He saw Shen Huiru hanging from the room beam. His face was extremely indifferent.
Shen Hui boiled and tried to bury his head lower, avoiding the sight of the man. Man is still 95, and she turns into a trampled mud, how ironic a steep fate can be. If it was... she shook her head slightly invisible and mocked herself: no!
“Put her down and get a cloth cover.” Zhou Wudi spoke faintly. The two men in black acted as they were told and moved fairly quickly.
They are the guards of the emperor, hidden beside the emperor usually, and do not appear until a critical moment. Only they are suitable for dealing with such pussies. Of course, their presence often means the beginning of a bloody killing.
The princesses also understood that and trembled uncontrollably.
“For the sake of the concubine, please forgive the concubine's immortality. The concubine is willing to take the hair and practice, often accompanied by green lights, in order to cleanse the body of filth!” The desire to survive triumphed over fear, and Li Fei banged her head, and soon a little blood seeped out of her forehead.
Other princesses immediately followed suit, pleading constantly.
Zhou Wudi frowned, waved at the guard behind him, his tone was cold and stabbing, "Take all the others away to deal with it. ”
The black-clothed man promised to drag the palace men, one by one, out of the muddy, and to hear them cry and not hear them. The princesses kowtowed more than ever, and the ground was quickly stained with bloodstains.
“Go back, nothing happened today, remember!” Zhou Wudi's eyes were slight, tapping the chair armrest slowly opening, the tone was not very prudent, and he could even say that he was a little careless. They are the daughters of the chief ministers, who calm down and think about it and know that he will not kill them. Of course, he wasn't worried that they would divulge secrets, because of their own lives, their position of power, their family reputation, and their deaths would rot in their stomachs.
The princesses were amnestied and wiped the blood tears off their faces with their sleeves. They climbed up and ran away as if there was a demon behind them chasing them.
After everyone walked out, Zhou Wudi did not look at the ground shrunk into a group of shen Huilu, stood up and walked away to the palace door, and ordered Chang Xi to sink, "Give her a glass of wine. ”
Shen Hui moved, brutally beaten and still dried up his eyes with two lines of tears, hard to climb up and kowtow, the dull voice full of gratitude, “Sinu Xie Emperor Grace! ”
Zhou Wudi kept walking away, as if he hadn't heard it. Chang Xi brought a glass of wine to her lips, and she picked up the glass and drank it, smiling with relief on her face.
Turning around the corner, he saw the queen standing quietly under the corridor. Zhou Wu Di stunned and went on to salute her.
The queen retracted her gaze to the distance and sighed, “Leave her until now. Is that what you've been waiting for? Poor thing, she has to thank you. ”
Zhou Wudi said nothing.
“Lamentations leave tomorrow.” The queen turned around, her back was not distracted. Ten years after she left, she was no longer accustomed to fighting in the palace.
“If they had lived in peace, what would not have happened today.” Zhou Wu emperor went a few steps forward and explained in silence. Otherwise, these women will never stop. He anticipated the ugliness of people's hearts, so he set this trap, which could be avoided if they suppressed the malice and greed in their hearts. He always has a tired day to fight for petition, but it's better once and for all.
The queen waved her hand and didn't want to say much.
Zhou Wu Emperor's heart was slightly astringent and smiled bitterly. “Mother, wait for the end of Mulberry Elm's Feast before leaving. It also gives her a face. ”
“She won't compare these.” The Queen has finally spoken, "Lamentations will surely return the day she seals it. If there really was that day.” Take a deep look at her son, and the queen's expression leaves with some anxiety.
“Mother doesn't have to worry, her son is real to Mulberry Elm, she is the cleanest and softer place in her son's heart.” Zhou Wudi pressed his fist against his chest, and his cautious tone was like a vow.
The queen's footsteps were slight, and the deep bottom of her eyes revealed a few explanations.
The tragedy of the Princesses' departure from the Cold Palace was seen in the eyes of some hearts. After multiple inquiries, no news was detected, and it stopped shortly after.
Likewise, the princesses who had been possessed by the false emperor but had not gone to the Cold House to abuse Shen Huiru were still covered in drums and heard the news of Shen Huiru's death. If there was something in their hearts, they would not dare to think about it. When they see the sickness falling in bed and dying as a virgin, they have a feeling that the truth of the matter must not be what they can bear. Therefore, they also learned to close their palace doors, to live in a deep and simple way, and not to follow the Emperor.
The temptation to persuade the emperor also stopped due to the silence of the princesses. The front and rear palaces were calm for a while. Only the queen's departure provoked a few stills. It was very surprising that Li Fei followed Li Zhaoyi's example and asked the Queen to take her and the Six Princes to Qianfoshan on her knees in front of the Palace of Cining. It was also a smart and decisive woman, and the queen thought about it half the time and finally said yes.
A month later, Toshiko and several newly-arrived princesses finally brought some joy to the deep palace of Dead Water. The dying concubine was finally healed, and since then, she has become indifferent and does not step out of the Palace of Purple.
The legendary life of the former Toshiko, now Sook Hui, has only just begun. Her enduring holy grace, the king's unfailing love for her, has been rejoiced by the descendants.
Of course, she doesn't know anything yet, and is preparing for her first major event since taking charge of the palace - the pageant.