"No matter who he is, I know that the Fourth Prince is dead. The Queen's revenge has been avenged!" Qing Xing gnashed her teeth and said, "When I think of the Imperial Concubine strangling the little prince to death, I want to cut her into pieces. How much medicine did the Queen drink and how much suffering did she endure to get pregnant with the little prince? Every time I think of it, I feel so sorry for the Queen. But the little prince died at the hands of that bitch before he was even a month old, but she had two princes by her side. His Majesty only allowed her to commit suicide for the sake of Prince Rong and the Fourth Prince's face, but she was really lucky!"
"Alright. What's the point of talking about this now?" Concubine Hui said slowly, and paused, "But you are right. No matter what, the Fourth Prince is dead, but..." Concubine Hui paused, and gathered the blanket around her. She said slowly, "But who was the person who threw the stone? How come he happened to be with us? Is it really a coincidence?"
Qing Xing hesitated and said, "Your Majesty, what you mean is that someone guessed our intentions and then... tried to pin the crime of murdering the little prince on Changchun Palace?"
"In this kind of situation, we should be prepared for the worst," Concubine Hui said slowly, while suddenly holding Qingxing's hand, and then said in a deep voice, "Qingxing, while it's dark, go find Guard Fang and ask him to burn all the evidence of our usual dealings in front of you. Don't leave any handle behind, understand?"
Qing Xing said timidly: "My Lady, it can't be that serious, right? We didn't do anything, how could others associate it with us?"
"It's better to be careful," Concubine Hui said softly while looking at Qing Xing, "Besides, you will be leaving the palace the day after tomorrow. At this critical moment, nothing can go wrong. If anything goes wrong, it will ruin the rest of your life and that of Guard Fang. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I'll go right away!" Qing Xing agreed hurriedly, then quickly put on her clothes and trotted out.
Concubine Hui watched Qing Xing's back gradually blend into the vast night. After a while, five words came out from her pale lips -
"Qingxing, I'm sorry."
…
June 26, the 34th year of Jiasheng.
Prince An's Mansion.
early morning.
After Zhong Mingwei had breakfast at the palace, he went out. Pang Yi followed behind him, carrying a large bag in his hand. Mei Ya also followed him all the way, staring at him as he got on the carriage. However, she was reluctant to go back, so she stood at the door and watched him eagerly, with worry that she could not hide in her eyes.
"Go back, I'll be back in a while," Zhong Mingwei waved at Mei Ya. Seeing that she was still standing there, Zhong Mingwei sighed softly, turned back, walked to Mei Ya, stretched out his hand to rub the girl's limp hair, and said softly, "It'll be fine, don't worry."
"Will everything really be alright?" Mei Ya looked up at him and said timidly, "Isn't it too easy for you to push the blame for the murder of the Fourth Prince onto Prince Pingxi? Won't His Majesty suspect that you have other motives? Won't Prince Rong guess it?"
"Don't worry, as long as it's about the Prince of Pingxi, His Majesty will not have any objections no matter how suspicious he is. He has spent most of his life competing with the Prince of Pingxi. I've presented him with such a rare opportunity. Even if he doubts my motives, he will just go with the flow and get rid of the Prince of Pingxi," Zhong Mingwei explained in a low voice, pausing before continuing, "As for Prince Rong, all he's thinking about now is how to get into the East Palace. He won't think too much about anything else. And now, the news I bring to the palace this time is what His Majesty and Prince Rong want to hear the most."
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