Consort Qing cannot be trusted.
She stepped forward tremblingly, placed her finger on the tip of Zhao Mama's nose, and found that she was indeed not breathing. Her body froze.
She examined Zhao Mama's body carefully and found no wounds, nor any signs of torture.
She seemed to be just asleep; she had just tried, and Granny Zhao was really dead.
I don't know when he died.
He died peacefully, without pain or struggle.
Is Granny Zhao dead?
How could Granny Zhao be dead?
Consort Qing was worried that since she arrived at the Cold Palace, it had always been Granny Zhao who was running around outside. What would she do without Granny Zhao?
What worried her even more was whether Granny Zhao had found the General's wife and whether she had conveyed her message.
If not, wouldn't that be...?
Thinking of this, Consort Qing could not accept that she, a person of high status, had fallen to such a state.
She got up from the ground and ran towards the gate of the Cold Palace, frantically banging on it.
"Let me out, I am Consort Qing."
Bang bang bang—
Consort Qing patted the ground repeatedly with her hands.
Unfortunately, it seems there's nothing else here except her voice.
Her hands got tired from patting, and she sat down on the ground in a disheveled state, looking up at the door in front of her.
A simple door has trapped her in this place, and she is unwilling to accept it.
Just when Consort Qing felt hopeless, she suddenly heard a noise coming from inside the room.
movement?
Besides her, was there anyone else in the Cold Palace?
Consort Qing seemed to see hope again, thinking that her daughter had come to see her.
She scrambled to the door, just as Zhao Mama's body fell to the ground with a thud. To her astonishment, she saw a eunuch inside with his back to her.
As a concubine, she immediately noticed that the eunuch's belt was different.
She had initially thought it was the head eunuch who was by her side, and a glimmer of hope had just risen in her heart when she saw the man turn around, and her expression froze on the spot.
"This servant greets the Imperial Concubine Qing." Chen Fan greeted the Imperial Concubine Qing.
"Eunuch Chen?" Consort Qing was unaware of why Consort Hua's favorite had come.
Just now, I was so focused on escaping this cold palace that I didn't hear any noise. Seeing that Chen Fan could get here without going through the door, he obviously had a way to get here.
Leaving this place first is also an option.
The former Imperial Concubine Qing is no longer the same.
During her time confined in the cold palace, her initial high hopes turned into deep disappointment.
She seemed willing to do anything to leave this place.
Chen Fan glanced at Consort Qing, who was still behaving like a servant. He didn't say anything, walked past Consort Qing, went to the door, took out a small bottle, and sprinkled some powder on Granny Zhao.
At first, Consort Qing didn't understand, but then she heard a series of soft, squelching sounds, and Zhao Mama's body just disappeared.
In the end, not even a drop of blood was left.
Consort Qing was shocked.
Having lived in the palace for so many years, her hands must have been clean; many people had died at her hands. Her methods for dealing with the dead were either throwing them into wells or into lotus ponds. I never expected she could have such a method of killing without leaving a trace.
If she had this ability, could she...?
"This thing can make the dead disappear, and it can even make the living..." Chen Fan didn't finish his sentence. He put down the small bottle and slowly walked out.
As I approached the entrance to the Cold Palace, someone automatically opened it.
Consort Qing saw the gates of the Cold Palace open and close, seemingly seeing a glimmer of hope, only to be followed by profound disappointment.
......
The Marquis of De'an's Residence.
"I don't understand what Mother is saying. My eldest sister is injured, Mother should spend more time with her." Jiang Jinglin looked at his mother coldly.
My older sister is still in critical condition, and my mother is coming to talk to me about these things.
Does she think that not many people have died in the capital recently?
The emperor was already furious because more than a hundred students who had come to the capital to take the imperial examinations had died.
The Empress Dowager caused such a commotion by bringing people to Ping'an Temple to pray for blessings at this time.
Jiang Jinglin could see clearly that Chen Siyuan was uninvolved in the Ping'an Temple incident, but it was definitely related to her.
To his surprise, the emperor was furious.
Consort Qing went to the Cold Palace, and Princess Honglian soon became a nun.
In a way, they were relatives, but he never felt that being relatives was any good. On the contrary, his mother and elder sister thought that having a concubine in the palace was something to be proud of.
Look at what has happened in the Marquis of De'an's mansion over the years, and then look at the absurd things his mother and elder sister have done.
They were trying their best to protect the Marquis of De'an's mansion, but the Marquis was doing their best to smear it.
Madam Jiang's expression froze. "Jinglin, what are you saying?"
Jiang Jinglin's eyes flashed. "Mother, were you and my eldest sister present when the incident happened at Ping'an Temple?"
"What do you mean?"
"Does Mother really know nothing?" What Jiang Jinglin didn't say was that everyone knew how much Qiao Yuchen cared about Chen Siyuan.
Does anyone think that just because Qiao Yuchen isn't in Beijing, no one will work for him?
He hadn't worked with Qiao Yuchen for very long, so he knew the man fairly well.
If someone doesn't even give face to the Seventh Prince, would he give face to his mother?
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Jinglin couldn't help but remind her, "Mother, it would be best if you stayed at home and took good care of my eldest sister recently."
Madam Jiang's heart trembled as she looked at her son, who was still using a cane. If she hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes that day, she wouldn't have believed that her son, who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun all day, could hide such a deep secret.
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