C184 (1/2)

Ten years between the flick of a finger, how can I expect my lover to be so different;

At this time, when Jingzhi was about to die, the other sisters were also grieving.

In the palace, the consultant was reporting to Xuan Ye about Rong'er's deference to his concubine.

”Did your concubine cry very bitterly?” Xuan Ye asked casually.

”That's right, Your Majesty. You don't know, this servant sent Lord Rong back to the palace and never stopped crying along the way.” The counselor said in a low and sad voice.

Xuan Ye nodded and was silent for a long time. Then, he raised his head and asked, ”Did the Empress Dowager say how to grant her death as a concubine?”

”Yes, sir.” ”Yes, sir.” The consultant whispered.

”Tomorrow morning, you'll go ask the empress dowager. Tell her that I still have a shadow over the idea of strangling myself and that I should give her the poison wine instead. Granny should agree.”

”Yes, this servant will go first thing in the morning.” The consultant replied with a nod.

”Right now, go and find Liang Jiu Gong. There is something that I want the two of you to do.” Xuan Ye said in a low voice.

”Yes, your servant will go now!” The counselor acknowledged him and quickly left the room. Xuan Ye lowered his head, lost in thought.

”Yiner, go prepare some fruits and pastries. Prepare three incense sticks as well.” Rong'er whispered to the palace maid beside him.

”Yes.” Yin'er nodded and walked down.

Su Ya sighed softly. Today was the day that Zhi Zhi was bestowed death. When morning came, Master had found a white forging suit to change into, and now he was also preparing the Joss Flame Fruit cake. He was definitely going to pay homage to Jing Er, ”Master … ”You …”

Rong'er chuckled lightly. ”Jing`er left alone. I am praying for her in this palace. With the incense accompanying her, I won't be hungry on the road.”

”Mistress, a private sacrifice is a violation of the palace rules.” Su Ya softly reminded him. Now that her master had lost the protection of the Emperor, she was truly afraid that someone would stare at her and harm her master.

”I know.” Rong'er smiled faintly. ”This isn't considered a sacrifice. It's just setting up some fruits and pastries. There's no harm in it.”

As she was speaking, Little Qing opened the curtain and entered. ”Master, I've just heard news that a consort is pregnant.” With that, he secretly glanced at Rong'er's face. Rong'er smiled and nodded, ”Then send someone to congratulate me. Now that I'm grounded, I can't leave this Yikun Palace and can't head there in person.” Rong'er lamented in his heart. One life was about to be born, but the other life was about to come to an end.

Xiao Qing and Su Ya looked at each other silently. Xiao Qing sighed secretly, after the matter of respecting her concubine, her master had a cold, while the noble and concubine sisters were pregnant, and the Noble Lady De had given birth to a prince. She heard that Bu Chang Zai, who had just entered the palace, had been tricked by the Emperor a few days ago …

”Xiaoqing, when are you leaving?” Rong'er raised her head and looked at Little Green.

”Noon, poison wine.” A hint of sadness also appeared on Xiaoqing's face.

Rong'er nodded, a trace of sadness flashing through her eyes.

The sky had already turned dark, and Rong'er was still sitting quietly. She hadn't said a word since noon, when she was certain that Jing`er had been killed. She sat quietly on the warm brick bed like this. Lunch and dinner were useless. She knew that from now on, her heart was lonely, that of the wives in the palace, only Jingzhi was closest to her heart, that her heart was cold now, that everything was over, that all the scenes from when she had broken into the palace flashed before her eyes. She suddenly felt that she was missing the filial queen, that perhaps she had never stopped missing her all these years, and now Jingzhi was going to accompany her.

At dusk, Yin Ruo Lan came in. She looked at Rong'er, who was sitting blankly on the warm brick bed, and softly called out, ”Big sister.”

”Ruo Lan …” Rong'er looked at him absentmindedly as he said in a daze, ”Jing Er …” ”Dead …”

Ruo Lan nodded, choked with sobs, and said, ”I went to find Wei'er just now, she … I used to think she was a very considerate person, but seeing her cry like that is the expression of her true nature. I know I was wrong about her. ” As she spoke, two streams of tears rolled down her face.