When Pei Lu arrived, he saw an unconscious woman slumped on the ground, shouting non-stop.
This is...Rou...Rou Fei? !
Wasn't she in the cold palace?! How did she appear here?!
When Pei Lu saw Jin Rou, he really didn't want to admit that it was her. He almost forgot that there was such a person in the palace...
Gu Yunchu went back and took a nap, then appeared here in a flamboyant fiery red palace dress. When she passed by the corpse, she waved her hand on the tip of her nose, as if the smell coming from the corpse made her sick.
"What a pitiful death~"
She ran over, pulled Pei Lu with her, and said cheerfully, with a hint of wanting to take credit: "Sanlang, do you think I'm very smart? Since Concubine Rou is in the cold palace, we might as well push the blame on her."
"Sanlang doesn't know. I just said a few words to her casually, and she ran from the cold palace to the imperial garden like crazy."
"I saw with my own eyes that she pushed Lin Qingge to the ground, scratched her face again and again with her long nails, and then rolled into the water with her~"
Pei Lu took a look at the unrecognizable face of "Lin Qingge" and swallowed. For some reason, when Gu Yunchu described to him how Jin Rou killed Lin Qingge, he actually imagined those long nails scratching his face again and again, pinching his neck, making him unable to breathe and forced to endure the pain.
He asked Jin Rou harshly, "But you did it?"
Jin Rou looked at her hands in a daze. There were some unknown objects embedded in her long nails, and there seemed to be human hair.
"Move...move?"
She tilted her head, her almond-shaped eyes seeming to consider the meaning of these words.
Suddenly, she exclaimed!
"ah!"
"It was me...it was me who did it!"
"Hahaha! Not only that, not only Lin Qingge, but that bitch Gu Yunchu is going to die too!"
She stared at Gu Yunchu who was standing beside Pei Lu. Gu Yunchu seemed frightened by her eyes and quickly hid behind Pei Lu: "Sanlang, save me!"
Jin Rou stretched out her long nails and wanted to scratch Gu Yunchu's face, but because she was hiding behind Pei Lu, Jin Rou looked a little dazed and unconscious, so she grabbed Pei Lu instead.
Finally, she actually grabbed Pei Lu's neck and said, "Bitch! Die! Bitch! Die!"
Seeing this, the guards quickly pulled the man off Pei Lu. Pei Lu was gasping for breath, but he didn't forget to show concern for Gu Yunchu: "Chu'er, are you okay?"
Gu Yunchu shook her head and looked at him with a worried look on her face: "I'm fine, but Sanlang's face was all blue and purple just now. Is Sanlang okay?"
Pei Lu had originally thought that he would somehow link this matter to Gu Yunchu, but now seeing Jin Rou's expression, he said, "Concubine Rou is plotting to murder the Queen! She will be thrown into the dungeon and executed on a certain day!"
Jin Rou was dragged by the guards, still shouting: "Bitch! Bitch! Die! Die!!"
Pei Lu covered his chest and closed his eyes. Although he knew that the bitch Jin Rou was referring to was Gu Yunchu, he still felt uncomfortable.
"Chu'er, I'm feeling a little unwell after being disturbed by Concubine Rou, so I'm leaving now. You should go back soon too. Someone died here, and it's unlucky."
Pei Lu looked listless and walked slowly towards Fanghua Palace.
[Hmph! You scumbag Pei! You were planning to tell An Ning the good news! And yet you pretended to be unwell! I'm so pissed!]
Its host is so gentle, and takes care of Pei Zhazha in every possible way, and treats its host perfunctorily every day!
Just... uh...
Damn it!
Fanghua Palace.
Ever since An Ning found out she was pregnant, she has become extremely careful, afraid of falling when walking and afraid of being crushed when sleeping.
She also had to be wary of being framed by the concubines in the harem, and she lost a lot of weight.
After the two previous palace maids died, she went to ask for two more.
One of the palace maids was kneeling on the ground with her hands raised high. On her hands was a fruit plate filled with sour dates.
She picked one up and put it in her mouth, and immediately grimaced at the sour taste.
The palace maid kindly reminded: "If your Majesty cannot tolerate sour food, there is no need to force yourself."
"After all, this is His Majesty's first child. Both the little prince and the little princess are precious!"
The palace maid lowered her head without showing any disrespect.
But for some reason, what she said irritated An Ning. Her eyes widened in anger and she slammed the table: "Are you saying that my belly is not strong enough to bear a prince?!"
The palace maid trembled all over, and the fruit plate in her hand fell to the ground, and the sour dates inside rolled all over the floor.
"I dare not, I dare not. Your Majesty loves sour food, so she must be carrying a precious little prince!"
An Ning looked at the person kneeling on the ground, and waves of pleasure rose in her heart.
Pei Lu loves her so much, she is the only one he can have. If she can give birth to a prince, and Pei Lu's first child, the position of queen will be hers sooner or later!
"Since you said something wrong, just slap me in the face!"
Upon hearing this, the palace maid immediately started slapping herself. She didn't stop until her cheeks were swollen even though An Ning called for her to stop.
Until Pei Lu's voice rang out from outside the hall: "Ning'er!"
A trace of panic flashed across An Ning's face, but her tone immediately softened as she said to the maid, "Alright, stop. I've always been kind and compassionate, and I won't embarrass you."
As soon as Pei Lu came in, he saw sour dates rolling all over the ground, and An Ning was half-squatting and helping the maid who was kneeling on the ground to stand up.
Pei Lu took one look and started to speak: "I asked you to take good care of Ning'er! You didn't even bother to clean up the things that rolled on the floor! What if my little prince gets hurt? What will be your punishment?!"
An Ning turned around and tried to calm Pei Lu down: "She handed me the sour dates just now, and I didn't catch it properly. It's not their fault."
"Besides, Xing'er feels really guilty and keeps slapping herself. Even if I try to stop her, it's no use." She lowered her head and looked at Xing'er with a hint of warning. "Isn't that right, Xing'er?"
Xing Er dared not refute: "Yes... it's like this, Your Majesty is kind-hearted, it's me... it's me who's clumsy..."
Pei Lu snorted coldly: "Since Ning'er has pleaded for you, let's forget about this matter."
He put his arm around An Ning's waist and said, "Ning'er, you are too kind. This kind of servant should be severely punished."
An Ning shook her head. "How can you say that? In my hometown, there's no distinction between master and servant. Besides, these girls are only sixteen or seventeen years old. They're just children back home. They should be the ones being cherished by their families."
Pei Lu didn't argue with An Ning: "Okay, okay, whatever you say."
"I came here to tell you some good news. Lin Qingge died in a tragic way. If Ning'er wasn't pregnant, I would have taken you to see her!"
An Ning grumbled, "How can I watch this? I've never seen a dead person in my life. If I really went there, I would be so scared that I would faint!"
"Alu, why don't you ask your men to find some good sour dates? The ones we brought here aren't sour enough!"
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