He put down the tonic and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Pei Qinghe. She asked him, "Where is the emperor?"
"Go back to the Queen, in Xuande Hall."
Xuande Hall.
Pei Qinghe stood up in front of the dressing mirror and planned to meet Pei Zheng for the last time.
"Empress——"
The little eunuch stopped her and reminded her kindly: "There are all chaos outside."
Pei Qinghe was stunned.
It was all riots, which means that Gu Yanqing had already attacked the capital.
"But please rest assured, the people outside said that General Gu is kind, does not hurt the people, and does not abduct innocent people. The entire palace, except for the imperial guards who fight to the death, has no other casualties."
Pei Qinghe fell silent.
Yes, she is the only one Gu Yanqing wants to kill.
When she wanted to ask what she wanted, a chaotic footsteps suddenly came from the palace gate.
The next moment, the palace gate was knocked open, and the wind and snow rushed in. She was wearing thin clothes at this moment, but she couldn't feel any coldness.
She looked at the hall gate with her head in a sideways.
The man in iron armor, carrying a bloody aura, broke into her palace.
The little eunuch slipped away quickly.
Gu Yanqing's familiar face, from far to near, was buried with a huge hatred when he looked at Pei Qinghe.
Pei Qinghe curled the corners of his lips, and his eyes were unprecedentedly calm.
"General Gu is so majestic." She said with a smile.
The man looked cold and his eyes were as sharp as a sharp edge. He fell on her, as if he wanted to execute her Lingchi. "I haven't seen her for a long time, everything is as old as Empress Ning."
He held the cold knife in his hand and stood in front of her. Pei Qinghe glanced behind him.
I didn't see the person she wanted to meet.
Gu Yanqing's eyes stayed on Pei Qinghe's clothes for a while, as if he was puzzled, his brows frowned slightly.
After a moment, he spoke up as expected and mocked her: "Empress Ning, it is said that your title was personally drafted by the emperor today. I wonder what the meaning is?"
Pei Qinghe sat upright next to the desk, his face changed, "Long time no see, General Gu still made me hate him as always."
"Concubine Ning, Concubine Ning..."
Gu Yanqing seemed to have found something interesting and kept repeating these two words.
At a certain point, he used the cold knife that had killed countless people to lift Pei Qinghe's chin and stared at her with a stern look: "Pei Qinghe, I'll ask you, on the bed brother, when you try your best to please Pei Zhengzhi, is he calling you or my sister?"
Such a humiliating act.
Such a debauchery.
Pei Qinghe was furious and grabbed the porcelain bowl on the table and smashed it hard at Gu Yanqing.
The latter doesn't hide.
I touched the forehead.
It turned red in an instant.
Gu Yanqing's expression changed slightly. He put away his knife, leaned forward, and pulled Pei Qinghe up. As soon as his palm fell on Pei Qinghe's slender neck, a sound came from outside—
"General, our young master is still waiting for you at the gate of the palace."
Gu Yanqing couldn't help but squeeze his fingers holding the Han Dao.
In a moment, he let go of Pei Qinghe.
Pei Qinghe staggered back a few steps, and saw the voice of the man outside. She looked slightly moved and said in a low voice: "Xiao Tanji is here too."
No one outside the hall answered her.
Pei Qinghe said again: "Since you are here, why not come into the palace to meet you?"
Gu Yanqing looked at her coldly. After realizing her intention, he sneered coldly and interrupted her: "You killed his wife and children, sent countless royal guards to take his life, and caused his life to hang on a thread several times. How could he see your ugly face again?"
After the words came, Gu Yanqing raised his hand to his confidant behind him, and the latter immediately presented a pot of soju. The lid of the pot was opened and the fragrance of the wine was overflowing.
"Penglai Spring."
Pei Qinghe recognized it at a glance.
She smiled, "I remember that your sister and your unborn nephew were over here." Thinking of what Gu Yanqing might have to do, Pei Qinghe felt extremely calm in her heart.
Gu Yanqing stared at her, "Pei Qinghe, do you have no guilt towards my sister?"
Pei Qinghe: "I only feel happy when she dies."
After the words came, Gu Yanqing had not spoken for a long time. She thought that Gu Yanqing should hate her to the extreme.
Sure enough, the next moment, Pei Qinghe heard him say, "Empress Ning, go all the way."
Walk all the way.
Pei Qinghe bent his lips and smiled.
When she really had to face the ending, she lost her fear. Qianqian jade fingers took the wine pot and wanted to pour the wine. The scenery in front of her began to blur. Then, her hand holding the wine pot lost strength. With a thud, the wine pot slipped to the ground. Pei Qinghe had no strength anymore and poured her body to the side, and her head slammed heavily on the cold floor, and dark red blood slowly flowed out of the corner of her mouth.
The moon is beautiful and the flowers are beautiful, and the pearls are deep and jade is broken.
The moment he fell down, Pei Qinghe felt Gu Yanqing's surprised gaze.
She didn't drink the wine he brought, but she died.
That bowl of tonic was the ending she gave herself.
Before her death, Pei Qinghe was still there. She thought about Penglaichun for a long time, but she couldn't taste it.
Just like some things, some people, what is not hers, after all, it is not hers.
Even if she tried her best to seek it, it would be just a clown who would fall into the eyes of that person.
-
In the 16th year of Jianning, summer.
The bright red is long and it is applied to all things. The sky is blue and tiles, as pure as autumn water.
Today, the emperor is in his prime, and he has three sons and two daughters. The Northern Wei Dynasty has strong soldiers and strong horses, the country is stable, the people are happy, and the world is prosperous and prosperous.
Everyone in the world says that a monarch is wise and virtuous, which is actually a blessing for the world.
If the entire Northern Wei Dynasty had not been selected, it would be that the eldest princess Pei Nanyue acted rampantly, harmed the imperial court's official positions, raised men of the people, and forced them to steal the people. The princess's mansion was a musical song every day, and she enjoyed lust, which ruined the reputation of the emperor and nobles.
Three days ago, Princess Qinghe, the daughter of the eldest princess, entered the Wei Palace for a banquet. During the banquet, she had an argument with the second lady of the Wei Palace. Princess Qinghe fell into the water.
Once this incident was reported, the eldest princess Pei Nanyue rushed into the Wei Palace with his sword and cut off one of the fingers of the lady of the Wei Palace to vent her anger for her daughter.
The emperor now loves young girls and reveals this matter.
The King of Wei has troubles.
Perhaps God couldn't stand the princess's rampant behavior. Today, her daughter Princess Qinghe went to Biyun Temple to burn incense on the way to the Biyun Temple in the suburbs of the city and met a bandit. Half of the guards ordered to protect Princess Qinghe died.
It is said that Princess Qinghe was also injured.
For a moment, everyone clapped their hands and said it was the Princess's Mansion that was retribution.
But in the eyes of discerning people, they felt that this matter was probably revenge from the Wei Prince's Mansion.
The eldest princess has cruel methods, so the King of Wei is not a good person.
In the capital, many people were eager to watch the show.
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At that time.
Princess's Mansion, Yutai Pavilion.
A light smoke wafted out of the cloisonné enamel Kuilong incense burner, and the newly changed ice was filled with the decent clothes. The decent maid was waiting respectfully. The female doctor was busy in and out to treat the sword wounds on her arm of the noble Princess Qinghe, the eldest princess's mansion.
Pei Qinghe has woken up for a while.
She sat on the bed, staring at the trembling face of the female doctor in front of her, feeling the stinging pain from her left arm, and was unable to recover for a long time.
All the people and things in front of her fell into her eyes, like a dream, as unrealistic.
She is very sure.
She is dead.
The poison was prepared by her own hands, and there was no cure to relieve it.
Chapter completed!