Chapter 369: Ghost-Faced Buddha
In the Imperial Concubine's Palace, Feng Zhuohua was helping Yi Qingchen take off one of her hairpins. Ever since she knew that Yi Qingchen didn't have much time left, Feng Zhuohua had spent almost all of her time accompanying Yi Qingchen, hoping that her mother could spend these last moments more comfortably.
Feng Zhuohua calmly accepted the fact that Yi Qingchen's life was coming to an end. He knew better than anyone that Yi Qingchen had been looking forward to this day for too long.
Ever since the demise of the Yi family, every day that Yi Qingchen spent in this world was like walking on a sea of fire and swords, and he was in unbearable pain.
On the contrary, now, when she is facing death, it is one of the few times when she is truly calm and peaceful.
"If you don't attend the dinner today, I'm afraid others will speculate that you've fallen out of favor because of me."
Ever since Yi Qingchen sent Lanxi to Feng Xuanchen and she was named Concubine Lan, Feng Xuanchen has never come to Yi Qingchen again. Instead, Concubine Lan has been favored by the emperor.
The people in the palace were the best at reading people's expressions. They guessed in their hearts that Yi Qingchen was doomed. The silver carbon delivered in the past two days was mixed with some broken carbon. Feng Zhuohua took the opportunity to deal with a group of palace people and eliminated several spies hidden around Yi Qingchen.
"Since I have already obtained what I wanted, I do not need the emperor's favor." Feng Zhuohua smiled, "I just hope he will never set foot here again, so that I can give my mother a few days of peace."
Yi Qingchen and Feng Zhuohua both knew that Feng Xuanchen was angry because of Lanbin's matter and was waiting for Yi Qingchen to bow his head, but Yi Qingchen didn't care about Feng Xuanchen at all and was just hiding away.
"How's the Queen Mother doing?"
"The matter has been settled. I believe Bai Xinning has already met the Queen Mother."
Yi Qingchen looked at herself in the mirror. Even though she had gone through so many years, she was still unfamiliar with her face.
I tried to raise the corners of my mouth and smile, but the smile was ugly.
"Feng Yi and Li Fu Ma should be waiting outside. It's time for us to go over there."
Feng Zhuohua picked up the cloak and put it on Yi Qingchen. Yi Qingchen stood up and walked out with Feng Zhuohua.
The two of them went out from the back door and came to the lake not far away. It was freezing cold and no one would walk this way. Su Chenyu and Li Li Yanqing were standing by the lake, waiting for them.
Seeing Yi Qingchen and Feng Zhuohua coming over, Su Chenyu immediately asked Li Liyanqing to hand a small wooden box to Yi Qingchen: "This is what the queen wants."
Yi Qingchen took the wooden box. The wooden box was very light, but in her hand, it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
"What's going on there?" Yi Qingchen suddenly asked.
“It’s a wasteland.”
Hearing this answer, tears seemed to well up in Yi Qingchen's eyes, and his hands holding the wooden box suddenly tightened: "At that time, I was the only one in the Yi family who survived. I went through untold hardships to find the bones of those who died in vain from the mass grave and buried them under the Yi family's ancestral home. I originally just wanted them to return to their roots, but I didn't expect that a ghost-faced Buddha would really be born."
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