Since Consort Yuan Shu was restored to the throne, the palace has become more and more strictly managed. Not only are idle people not allowed to enter the palace, but even those who are already in the palace are not allowed to move around freely.
Nowadays, the concubines' interactions are limited to going to Cunshan Palace. There are no restrictions on their interactions with each other, but the atmosphere in the palace is depressing and no one wants to come into bad luck at this time.
When Feng Yuheng entered the palace, she felt that the palace at night was even more oppressive. Teams of imperial guards kept patrolling, more than three times more than before. Several times she suddenly appeared from the space, and she almost collided with the oncoming imperial guards, forcing her to shrink back into the space again.
Gradually, she discovered that not all of the people walking around the palace were the Imperial Guards. After all, it was impossible for the Imperial Guards to increase so much in a short period of time. After thinking about it, it should be that the 30,000 soldiers handed over to the Eighth Prince were brought into the palace by him and joined the Imperial Guards.
She frowned, watching the large number of soldiers and horses marching through the palace, and suddenly she felt deeply worried. Thirty thousand troops! They are all in the palace. Isn't this the rhythm of a palace coup? The reason why Lao Ba hasn't forced the emperor to abdicate yet is probably because he doesn't have more military power in his hands. He knows that even if he takes over the palace and sits on the throne, the position is not stable, and he will be driven down sooner or later! So he chose a more stable and legitimate route - let Tianwu pass on the throne.
The sense of urgency came over her once again, and she suddenly realized that she couldn't delay any longer. If she delayed any further, who knows when Emperor Tianwu would write the summons to the throne under the control of the witchcraft, and by that time, everything would be too late. They couldn't tell the people of the world that the emperor was controlled by someone and that he wrote such a summons because he didn't mean it. Who would believe such a thing? What would happen if they believed it? For the people of the world, whether it was the eighth prince or the ninth prince, they were all the same, they were all the emperor's sons, and no matter how the country was messed up, they were all surnamed Xuan, there was no difference.
But it was very different for them. If the Eighth Prince ascended the throne, what would they be? What would be their fate? Would they really run away from home?
While thinking about this, she walked towards Changning Palace where Concubine Li lived. It was the coldest time of the year in winter, and the nights were unbearably cold. The closer she walked to the harem, the colder she felt. This huge harem felt like a cold palace. All the palaces had their doors tightly closed, and some even had no gatekeepers at the door. There was no sign of human presence at all.
Changning Palace is a large palace. Apart from Jingci Palace where the Queen lives and Yuehan Palace where Concubine Yun lives, this is probably the most magnificent place. But when she arrived at Changning Palace, she felt that the palace was gloomy. As soon as she came out of the space, she shuddered subconsciously, and an extremely uncomfortable feeling came over her.
Feng Yuheng tried to calm down and walked inside. The closer she got to Concubine Li's bedroom, the more she felt something was wrong. She seemed to hear some strange sounds, like someone crying or singing. The strange sound suddenly reminded her of the professional mourners at funerals, who cried and sang at the same time, creating a very weird atmosphere.
But how could there be a funeral in a place like this?
She felt strange and moved faster. There was no strict guard in Changning Palace. After all, those guards were not allowed to enter the concubines' palaces. She didn't take the few palace maids and eunuchs who were on night watch seriously. It was not until she went around to the door of Concubine Li's bedroom that she found that the candles in the bedroom were actually on in the middle of the night. Concubine Li's close maid Zuo'er was guarding the door of the bedroom, looking inside from time to time, with a look of anxiety and helplessness on her face.
Feng Yuheng hid his figure and used the space to go directly into the bedroom. When he appeared, if she had not been mentally prepared in advance, she would have been shocked by everything in the bedroom.
What is Concubine Li doing? Why is this room like a funeral hall?
That's right, right now, Concubine Li's bedroom was set up like a mourning hall, with spirit banners, incense tables, tablets, and even a coffin. There was also a brazier on the ground, and Concubine Li was kneeling beside it, filling it with paper money, while chanting: "Come and go, I'll send you off, don't come back. The Yin road is cold, wear cotton clothes, after passing the Yin and Yang boundary, don't care about anything in the world. Come and go, the Yang energy is gone, and we'll never part again."
Even Feng Yuheng shuddered in the face of this scene. Concubine Li's words seemed to be spoken and sung at the same time, with a very strange tone, a bit like singing an opera. She looked up at the tablet carefully, and saw that the name of the eighth prince Xuan Tianming was written on it. Next to Concubine Li's hand, there was a little man made of white cloth, with a note on it, and the note also had the three big characters "Xuan Tianming" on it.
She was shocked at the time. She really didn't expect that she would find such a big secret when she visited Changning Palace at night. What was Concubine Li doing? Xuan Tianming was obviously alive and well, but she set up a mourning hall. What did this mean? A funeral?
Damn it! Feng Yuheng was furious! His right hand subconsciously raised up, fingers gathered into a palm, and was about to chop at the back of Li Fei's head. But at this moment, he suddenly felt someone approaching quickly from behind him. His Qinggong seemed to be very good. Even if he was not as good as Xuan Tianming and Xuan Tianhua, he was not much behind. She was shocked and thought that it was possible that Li Fei had a secret guard here? But when she came in, she had already paid attention to the surroundings and did not find any suspicious people. Who was coming...
She quickly stopped her movements, and in a flash, she ran to hide behind the pillar on the left side of the bedroom. When she arrived, the man behind her also caught up with her. His agility was better than hers, and he even got behind the pillar before her. He also reached out his hand to cover her mouth, and then signaled with his eyes: Don't make a sound!
Concubine Li continued to mutter those words that were neither human nor ghost, and she was completely unaware of the danger behind her. She had no idea that if Feng Yuheng had just chopped her down with a palm, she would not have survived. Feng Yuheng had not had many Ni Lin in her life, and Xuan Tianming was definitely one of them. She watched him actually send a Yang funeral to Xuan Tianming in the palace. The urge to kill at that moment was definitely not a joke.
It can only be said that Concubine Li was lucky, someone saved her, and the person who saved Concubine Li and covered Feng Yuheng's mouth was none other than Concubine Li's son, the Sixth Prince Xuan Tianfeng. This is also the reason why Feng Yuheng did not fight back after seeing who was who.
For a moment, she was even ready to fight. If a fight broke out, the palace might be in turmoil. But when she saw that the person coming was Xuan Tianfeng, the anger and impulse in her heart suddenly subsided a lot. Although she didn't know when Xuan Tianfeng came back and why he covered her mouth now, her intuition told her that the other party had no intention of hurting her, and there was even a pleading look in his eyes.
She calmed down for a while, stretched out her hand to pull down Xuan Tianfeng's hand covering her mouth, and then pointed to the rear window, motioning for the two to go out and talk. Xuan Tianfeng nodded, pulled her body and quickly rushed out of the half-day window.
The window was opened wider by the two people, making some slight noises. Concubine Li looked over and felt the cold wind rushing in, making her shiver. Two of the white candles in front of the mourning hall were blown out. She stood up and walked forward to light them again. The mourning hall was lit up again. She was satisfied and went back to the brazier to throw handfuls of paper money into the brazier.
The two of them, who had already gone out the back window and around to the backyard, finally stopped. Before Feng Yuheng could speak, they heard Xuan Tianfeng say, "Sister-in-law, please have mercy and spare my mother's life. I can repay this favor in any way, okay?" His tone was full of pleading, and one hand was still holding Feng Yuheng's wrist, holding it tightly.
She twitched her arm, pulled the wrist back from the other's hand, rubbed it with her hand, and did not directly respond to the previous topic, but asked back: "When did Sixth Brother come back? Why is there no news at all?"
"I came back secretly." Xuan Tianfeng said, "I heard about the rumors in the capital, and I was worried, so I came back to take a look."
"What are you worried about, Sixth Brother?" Feng Yuheng's eyes were a little cold. "Are you worried about your father, or about your mother who practices witchcraft?" As she spoke, she turned her head and glanced through the back window into Concubine Li's bedroom, and her brows furrowed again.
Xuan Tianfeng was a little anxious, but he couldn't speak loudly, so he could only try to lower his voice and explain: "How could she know any Gu technique? That's nonsense, it has nothing to do with Gu technique at all. Is your ninth brother feeling unwell now? Are there any signs of being poisoned by Gu technique?"
Feng Yuheng was angry again: "Even if you haven't been poisoned, let me ask you, if someone gave you a yang funeral like this, what would you do if you knew about it? Let her do it? Don't you feel uncomfortable at all? If that's the case, then I can only say that you are too generous, Sixth Brother. I am just a little girl, I don't have such a big heart as you, I am narrow-minded! Concubine Li cursed my husband like this, no matter if it is related to the witchcraft or not, I can't bear to see it. Sixth Brother, you still have to give me an explanation."
"Okay." Xuan Tianfeng nodded happily, "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter, and I promise you that similar things will never happen again. If it happens again, I..." He gritted his teeth, "I don't recognize this mother. Also, sister-in-law, believe me, she really doesn't know witchcraft. These tricks are nothing more than what she heard from the old sayings. I will definitely order her to take them away. Please don't get angry again." As a dignified prince, speaking like this is considered humble, but he had to do it. First, that was his mother, second, the person he was facing was Feng Yuheng, and third, he could see that Feng Yuheng had just made up his mind to kill him, and he was scared just thinking about it.
"Besides that, Sixth Brother, I treat you like a brother, and the relationship between Xuan Tianming and I will not allow anyone to interfere. I don't want Concubine Li to have any extra thoughts. I hope you can understand, and let Concubine Li understand."
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