Chapter 170: Shoulders
Shen Tingyu suddenly widened his eyes, his face flushed with shame and anger: "Could it be that Your Majesty still wants to change it for me!"
Xin Hongying was stunned and touched the tip of her nose with her slender fingers.
"I, that's not what I meant..."
She used her fist as big as a sandbag to hit his chest, but it hurt her hand instead, and she grinned.
"Get out of here!"
Xin Hongying was pushed away and hurriedly explained: "I want to say..."
With a bang.
The door closed in front of him and Xin Hongying was kicked out.
Xin Hongying's voice was somewhat helpless: "Your hands are not convenient, I can ask another maid to help you!"
The voice of explanation, along with him, was locked out of the room.
Shen Tingyu was in the room, looking down at her blood-stained clothes and half-stripped shoulders.
He looked up at his hands that were tied like crab claws and sighed sadly.
He used his only two unnimble fingers to unbutton his clothes, but ended up accidentally bumping his elbow against the wardrobe, and the spot where he was hit instantly turned purple.
This also pulled the wound on his shoulder, near his heart.
Shen Tingyu whimpered softly in pain.
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After a while, there was a knock on the door.
Shen Tingyu turned his head to look at the door, raised his hand to cover his chest vigilantly, and said loudly.
"I'm fine, I can handle it myself..."
A strange woman's voice sounded.
"Master, His Majesty asked me to come and help you dress..."
It turned out that the person knocking on the door was not the tyrant, but a little palace maid.
Shen Tingyu’s eyes lit up, and he said with some surprise: “Come in quickly.”
…
At dusk, when the sun sets in the west.
The heavy old bell in the palace was rung, and the mellow sound, like a sad song at dusk, resounded over the imperial city.
Everyone looked up at the palace
The children on the street were playing shuttlecock. When they heard the bell, they pulled their mother's clothes and asked curiously.
"Mother, why do the bells ring in the evening? Why is the sound different from that in the morning?"
The man who was returning home picked up the child and teased him: "Of course it's different."
"Daddy."
The child looked surprised and giggled while hugging the man's neck.
The man looked up in the direction of the palace and taught him in a gentle voice.
"It's called the death knell. You can tell it apart from the morning bell by the number and tone of its tolls."
The woman brought the food from the kitchen to the table.
"You're back, and the meal is ready. Let's eat!"
When the common people heard the funeral bell, they only knew it was a funeral bell, but they did not know whose funeral bell it was. The day went on just like any other.
However, people in official positions knew whose death knell this was as soon as they heard it.
The Regent had just finished his meal and was taking a walk in the courtyard of his mansion to digest his food.
The moment he heard the bell, the sudden surge of sadness made his eyes go dark and tears stream down his face.
If the servant beside him had not supported him in time, the Regent would have fallen to his knees on the ground.
"The Queen Mother has passed away! Impossible!"
"This must be fake!"
But he knew very well in his heart that no one dared to make such a joke about the Queen Mother.
He used the servant's hand to prop himself up and said, "This king wants to go to the palace."
As night fell, the Weiyang Palace was brightly lit. Countless eternal lamps were lit like stars, casting a dim and pale light on the white silk curtains hanging high around it.
The mourning courtiers entered the palace to burn incense and then left.
It was late at night and the Weiyang Palace was empty except for the guards standing guard outside.
The pitch-black coffin was placed in the middle, and the cold wind blew up the curtain, leaving behind a human-shaped trace.
A stealthy figure in white emerged from the rolling curtain.
He pushed the coffin, which had not yet been sealed, looked at the empress dowager's face which seemed to be sleeping, and dragged the person out.
The person's hand was only halfway extended.
The Queen Mother's eyes suddenly opened, she took a deep breath of fresh air, and came back to life.
The visitor was very calm, only surprised.
The Queen Mother sat up straight, and Mammy, in her white mourning gown, looked down at her as she sat in the coffin.
She first laughed in surprise, and then her heart was filled with doubts. Wasn't she dead?
"You are finally awake, Queen Mother. This old servant knows that you must still be alive."
Mammy burst into tears, but there was nothing she could do. Her life was in the hands of the Queen Mother. If the Queen Mother died, she would die too.
That's why she knew why the Queen Mother was not dead and was still alive.
The Queen Mother touched her chest and felt the pain. The wound was real, but the dagger had deviated from its position.
She suddenly felt something hurting her head.
She raised her hand and touched something, and her slender fingers felt a slightly protruding and thin object, which looked very much like a silver needle.
The Queen Mother's eyes dimmed slightly, and she became ruthless and pulled out the silver needle directly without a drop of blood.
"It's the Turtle Breathing Technique!"
"I'm not dead, I'm alive again! You're truly my good daughter."
Because Miss Yi Han saved her, the Queen Mother was pleasantly surprised and immediately accepted this adopted daughter who had made such a great contribution.
The Queen Mother smiled and said, "Help me out now."
"yes."
The nanny reached out and pulled the empress dowager out of the coffin.
She said slowly, "Queen Dowager, His Majesty and the Imperial Master will not let you go. I will take you to find the Regent. He will definitely not ignore you."
"Let's go. I have prepared disguises and a body to replace yours."
Mammy's plan was perfect, but...
The Queen Mother's surprise at her resurrection did not last long before she felt a strong sense of disharmony.
Her steps gradually stopped and she stood still.
The quietly burning candle flame suddenly crackled, and the empress dowager's cold voice echoed in the bright hall.
"I didn't expect that you were the regent's man!"
"Mammy, you have been by my side ever since I entered the palace. I have never treated you unfairly."
"Why!"
The Queen Mother's vicious eyes, as if filled with poison, stared at the nanny's back.
Mammy's eyes widened in horror. She never expected that the secret she had hidden for so long would be exposed.
She turned around stiffly and laughed twice.
"Empress Dowager, what are you talking about? I have always been yours."
The Queen Mother sneered, her expression creepy, as if a gust of cold wind blew from hell.
"I was just suspicious at first, but now... Mammy, am I right?"
Mammy's hair stood on end and she swallowed in fear.
She still doesn't know how the Queen Mother found out.
Before she could quibble, the Queen Mother blew out the candle and took down the candlestick, leaving only a thick iron needle.
A cruel smile spread across the Queen Mother's pale face. She held the candlestick in one hand and waved with the other, as if teasing a puppy.
"Mammy, come here, I'm very quick."
"otherwise……"
The Queen Mother narrowed her narrow eyes slightly, and her tone was full of warning.
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