Chapter 13 The Princess and the Bloodthirsty King
Concubine Hui couldn't wait to ask: "Did something happen in the west chamber?"
Chunlan was almost scared to tears by the things in the box, and stammered: "No, yes, yes..."
"It's Master Xiao Zhang..."
The Queen Mother's face changed and she ordered all the irrelevant palace maids around to leave.
Chunlan finally burst into tears: "Master Xiao Zhang is dead!"
She raised her hand and pointed tremblingly at the box behind her that smelled strongly of blood: "His body is in there..."
Concubine Hui suddenly stood up from her chair and rushed towards the big box.
"Open it!" Her face turned pale and blue.
The two eunuchs opened the box tremblingly, and the things inside were disgusting.
A circle of Zhang Baifeng's originally tall body was shaved off, leaving only bloody bones covered with a thin layer of flesh. The shaved pieces of flesh were only the size of coins and piled up into a mountain of flesh on the side.
A dizzying and nauseating feeling rushed straight to Concubine Hui Guifei's head. Her throat felt sore and she held on to the pillar and vomited all the yellow bile.
The Queen Mother, on the other hand, was calmer.
Nanny Lanruo helped her walk to the box. She took a quick look at it without changing her expression.
"What did you do?" the Queen Mother asked coldly, looking at Concubine Hui.
Concubine Hui was vomiting so hard that she lost her mind. Chunlan quickly brought a teacup for her to rinse her mouth.
After a long while, she told the whole story in a weak voice.
It turned out that when the Queen Mother decided on the candidate for the blessing, Concubine Hui Gui had already started to have ideas.
She specifically asked Zhang Baifeng to borrow a assassin, intending to disguise him as Cha Jiu's adulterer, so that she could catch them in bed and eliminate the enemy.
But she never thought that Zhang Baifeng would become lustful and even want to do it himself, and ended up like this.
"absurd!"
The Queen Mother suppressed her anger and slapped Concubine Hui Gui heavily to the ground.
"Do you know that His Majesty has a team of secret guards around him?" the Queen Mother said sternly.
"Now that he regards Zhao Ronghua as a jewel, he will definitely send secret guards to protect her day and night. How dare you send people to deal with her so openly? Aren't you courting death?"
It wouldn't matter if it was Concubine Hui who died, because she has lost the emperor's favor now, and the Zhang family has plenty of good girls to replace her.
Unexpectedly, this idiot implicated Feng'er. How could she explain this to her brother?
Concubine Hui was stunned: "What secret guards? I don't know!"
Of course, she didn't know why Yuwen Yuan would assign his secret guards to her.
After figuring this out, Concubine Hui's eyes were red and she was filled with hatred: "I never thought that His Majesty would love that bastard so much!"
The Queen Mother slapped her again.
Concubine Hui Gui covered her face and cried bitterly on the ground.
The Queen Mother said coldly: "Don't be such a coward. The Emperor's favor doesn't matter. You have to bear a son and inherit the prosperous country. The most important thing is to have him."
Concubine Hui cried, "But now that Your Majesty doesn't come to Chunxi Palace often, how can I conceive a son?"
"I have discussed this with Master Yuanchen. After praying for seven days, we will make a statue of the Buddha with his back to the Buddha. Then, we will use her to say that Zhao Ronghua and Long Si are incompatible. We need to pray for blessings in Taihua Hall for half a year before we can return to the palace."
The Queen Mother glanced at Consort Hui Gui and said, "If you still cannot bear a prince in the next six months, you must consider my other proposal as soon as possible."
"What about my brother's death?" Concubine Hui clenched the handkerchief in her hand and bit it with her silver teeth.
"The dead have no value anymore, so we shouldn't make things difficult for the living."
What the Queen Mother meant was that the matter should not be pursued any further, otherwise it would only bring disgrace upon the Emperor.
She waved her hand tiredly: "Send the box back to the general's mansion."
"yes."
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The next day, the morning bell rang, and the Taihua Hall was solemn and dignified as the annual royal blessing ceremony began.
The Queen Mother stood in the front, offering incense to the Buddha statues and portraits of ancestors, clasping her hands together and praying devoutly.
Cha Jiu followed Concubine Hui Guifei, offered incense, and knelt down on the cushion.
Master Yuanchen recited a long prayer and sprinkled Buddhist water on the noble masters with willow branches.
"This prayer requires a noble master to copy the scriptures with blood. I wonder which master will do this," said Master Yuan Chen.
The Queen Mother raised her eyelids slightly and pointed directly at Cha Jiu: "Zhao Ronghua is young, let her handle this matter."
How can Cha Jiu say "no"?
But it did hurt when I cut my hand to draw blood.
It was unknown whether the nun who took her blood had a grudge against her, but she cut the wound with a knife, leaving it terribly deep and blood oozing out.
Cha Jiu's face quickly turned pale.
Concubine Hui Gui felt very happy when she saw her frowning face and pain.
After taking the blood, Master Yuan Chen said, "Copying the sutra requires a sincere heart. My dear master, you must kneel before the Buddha and copy for eight hours without eating."
Cha Jiu gave her a funny look.
This Master Yuanchen, who claims to be the abbot of Buddhism, is actually just a lackey of the Queen Mother and others.
After their blood was drawn, they had to kneel down for eight hours without eating or drinking and copying scriptures. Even a person in good health would lose half of his life.
After failing to send people to sneak into the west chamber to cause trouble, they now dare to use such a shady trick.
The secret guards could protect her from being assassinated by villains, but they would not care if she died of blood loss from copying scriptures.
The Queen Mother is really calculating.
There was no other way, Cha Jiu could only kneel on the ground and copy the blood scriptures for the whole day.
At the end of the day, when Wanxing and the palace maid helped her up from the ground, her face was completely pale and her legs could not walk.
Back in the west room, Zhirou quickly brought her some ginger honey water to moisten her throat.
"The vegetarian dishes are still hot. Your Majesty, please eat these fragrant, soft and delicious pastries first to fill your stomach." Zhirou was very thoughtful.
Wanxing brought the medicinal wine and was about to wipe Chajiu's swollen knees, but was stopped by Zhirou.
"You can't apply medicated wine to your knees right after they've just been injured."
Wan Xing's eyes were red. "You should be calmer. I forgot all my worries."
Cha Jiu seemed to be indifferent as he ate the delicious eight-treasure sweet yogurt.
Compared with the system's treatment drugs, this minor injury is like an ant bite, which is not worth mentioning.
There is another important matter that should be dealt with.
"Where is Wanhe?"
Seeing Cha Jiu asking, Zhirou and Wanxing looked at each other and remained silent.
Cha Jiu felt strange.
After she woke up from her nap yesterday, she ordered people to tie up Wanhe and throw him into the woodshed, intending to wait until today to interrogate him.
Finally, it was Zhirou who spoke up: "Wanhe escaped."
This evening, a palace maid went to the woodshed to deliver food, but she found that the thick rope that tied the people had been neatly cut and the man from Wanhe was nowhere to be seen.
It's like someone took me away.
Cha Jiu was puzzled and called the system to ask, "Who is secretly helping Wan He this time?"
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