I am cultivating myself in the palace

Princess Yan, Yue Qingyan, died from a bowl of lotus seed soup with added ingredients.

When the toxicity broke out, she was still thinking in her head, who is responsible for this?Whether it was the ambitious Mrs. Qi in the west room, or the concubine Shu who used to put on a show in the east room, or some other Yingying Yanyan in the mansion, but she died before she could think of a bright future.

The detached soul floated in mid-air, seeing a group of people rushing in, yelling around the violent death, Yue Qingyan stared at his bleeding face in disbelief—is this dead?

It's no wonder she can't accept it. She has been married to Prince Yan's mansion for seven years, and she has fought with all her heart and blood for seven years. There are so many dirty and scandalous things in the backyard of the wealthy family, and women are scheming and cruel for their favor. How much she has suffered and paid. How could you die so easily! ?

Perhaps because of the deep resentment, Yue Qingyan's soul persistently followed her corpse, watching the servants decorate her remains, collect the corpse and collect the coffin, the mourning hall was built, and the side concubine Shu led the concubines to kneel in front of the hall and pretend to be a model Crying like a fake, not even tears.Yue Qingyan knew them too well, and she didn't bother to watch them put on airs. She was waiting for someone, and the one she was waiting for was naturally her husband-Yan Wang Muzheng.

Ordinarily, the death of the princess is a major event, and the servants must have reported to the King of Yan immediately, but for three whole days, Mu Zheng did not return, and he did not say why, and only ordered a funeral. The instrument is like a system.Concubine Shu saw that the time for the funeral was approaching, but King Yan still did not see anyone. She dared not make any claims, so she asked someone to call the messenger boy, and said seriously: "The princess is going to go to the funeral, the prince does not care about the reason , if it spreads out, the reputation of the palace will be ruined, Xiao Anzi, tell me the truth, where did the prince go?"

Xiao Anzi had a bitter face, he hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "That one is sick, my master has been with me all the time."

Concubine Shu's face turned pale, and Yue Qingyan, who was floating behind her, only felt his eyes darken. Fortunately, he died, otherwise he might die of anger again.

Mu Zheng raised someone outside, so they naturally knew about it, but who was raised there, Mu Zheng kept it a secret.However, although this person can't tell the truth, he is very favored. The death of the concubine is actually more important than the illness of others!Thinking of this, Concubine Shu looked up at the mourning hall--

The black coffin was adorned with white flags, and the huge inscriptions hung high in front of the coffin, and the spirit tablet of the first concubine of Yan Wang was placed in the middle, creating a bleak scene.

Concubine Shu let out a long sigh, feeling sorry for her, but Mrs. Qi, who was kneeling beside her, couldn't help but sneered in a low voice: "So what if I become a princess, wouldn't I be inferior to that vixen who has no name or distinction? If I were her , I don’t even need anyone to poison me, I just hit my head to death, shame on me!”

"The dead are the most important, so just say a few words less." Concubine Shu glared at her. Seeing that the time had come, Mu Zheng was determined not to show his face, so she no longer hesitated, and ordered Qi Ling.Just as the servants were about to move the altar, they suddenly heard a commotion outside the door, and someone shouted: "The lord is back!" Then they saw Mu Zheng striding into the hall, it was winter, and there was a lot of snow, he was wearing a fox fur cloak , The snow on the shoulders has not yet melted, and it comes in a hurry.

When Yue Qingyan saw him, he felt sad and wronged -- after all, you still care about me, don't you?

However, before she had time to express her emotions, she saw Mu Zheng rushing into the mourning hall, kicking over the altar, and then turned around to smash Yue Qingyan's coffin.The coffin hadn't been sealed yet, Mu Zheng's strength was great, and the coffin lid fell down with a slam, revealing Yue Qingyan's body, Mu Zheng leaned over and grabbed the collar of the female corpse, as if he wanted to drag Yue Qingyan out of the coffin, Seeing this, Yuer, Qingyan's personal maid, rushed forward to break Mu Zheng's hand, but was kicked away by Mu Zheng, spurting blood from her mouth and nose, but she crawled over to protect Qingyan's body , to prevent Mu Zheng from dragging her out of the coffin.

Mrs. Qi was so scared that she screamed again and again. Although Concubine Shu was also scared, she was somewhat rational, so she hurriedly called a servant to stop her: "My lord! You can't do this, my lord!"

Mu Zheng was stopped by a few servants, his eyes were red, he stared fiercely at Yue Qingyan in the coffin, and shouted angrily: "Yue Qingyan, you poisonous woman! If she hadn't stopped you, I would have put you to bed long ago." Abandoned from the house, she is so kind, she can't bear you being alone. And you! Not only are you ungrateful, but you are so vicious that you want to kill her!"

Yue Qingyan, who was floating in the air, was about to burst into tears. What was Mu Zheng talking about? Who wants to kill whom? !

She naturally knew that the kind "she" Mu Zheng was talking about was the concubine that Mu Zheng raised, but she didn't even know the name of this person, so how could she possibly harm others? It's her who is getting younger and younger! !

How could Mu Zheng turn black and white without asking why? !

On the other side, Mu Zheng was furious and his face was ashen. He was so angry because he just learned that the person he held on top of his heart was sick because of being poisoned, and all the evidence pointed to Yue Yue. Qingyan, how could he bear it?Not being able to give that person a title and let her enter the Prince Yan's mansion in an upright manner is already a great regret in his heart, but now he can't even protect her, it's really useless!

When he thought that he almost lost her, Mu Zheng felt angry and bloody, full of anger and had nowhere to vent, he glanced at the spirit card on the ground, saw the words Yan Wang Di Concubine on it, and suddenly sneered: "Come on! Take my pen and ink!"

Concubine Shu was shocked and frightened: "My lord! You, what do you mean?!"

The servants didn't dare to resist, and after a while, the pen and ink arrived, and saw Mu Zheng randomly tore a piece of white flag, and wrote two large characters with a few brushstrokes - the letter of divorce!He actually wanted to take the dead Yue Qingyan out of the palace? !This humiliation is no less than scourging corpses and digging graves!

Everyone was shocked, and Yu'er even hugged Mu Zheng's trousers, begging bitterly: "My lord doesn't want it, my concubine has passed away, and I will not be able to return to my family's ancestral hall if I am divorced at this time. How can you let her soul be safe!"

Although the side concubine Shu didn't care where Yue Qingyan's soul was, but this marriage was bestowed by the sage, so she came to persuade her: "My lord, my concubine doesn't know what my sister did wrong to make you angry , but the mourning hall divorces his wife, this is a serious matter, please think twice, my lord!"

"Think twice?" Mu Zheng's eyes were full of disgust, "I wish I could tear her into pieces!"

Seeing Mu Zheng's ruthlessness, Concubine Shu didn't dare to persuade her any more, for fear that Mu Zheng's anger would hurt herself. The only thing she was worried about was the emperor's wrath: "But the emperor, how do we report back?"

Madam Qi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly laughed softly: "Sister is confused, there are seven things out there, which one is wrong?"

Concubine Shu's heart trembled, and she glanced at Madam Qi calmly--it is really vicious, Madam Qi's words are to make Mu Zheng make up a crime and put it on Yue Qingyan's head. As long as the emperor accepts it, the mourning hall will divorce his wife how?Anyway, Yue Qingyan is dead, and the dead will not make excuses!

Mu Zheng gloomily stared at the spirit tablet on the ground, and his words were as cold as ice for thousands of years: "The Yue family was jealous and unvirtuous, sinister and vicious, committed adultery and was ashamed and killed himself, leaving this vicious woman, threatening to humiliate the holiness of the ancestors, today Abandoned here, heaven and earth will learn from each other."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a strong gloomy wind, shadows of ghosts, white flags of incense wax poured into a ball, and maids and servants screaming that there were ghosts and fled in all directions.

This ghost, of course, is the furious Yue Qingyan. She never expected that Mu Zheng would be so ruthless that even though she was murdered and died tragically, he would actually put a big adulterous feces bowl on her head. Although she Yue Qingyan is not innocent Lianhua, but for seven years in the mansion, she served her husband, tidyed up the inner courtyard, and did her best. There was no merit but hard work. She said that she died innocently and tragically. Treat her like this!

The angry Yue Qingyan rushed towards Mu Zheng, but before he got close, he was thrown away by a strong force.Mu Zheng is a child of the royal family, and he is protected by the noble aura of the heavenly family, which is far beyond the reach of ordinary spirits.This hit Yue Qingyan almost lost his wits, and no longer had the strength to do anything, he could only watch helplessly as his coffin was carried out of the palace through the back door. The corpses were buried in mass graves without even a tombstone.Yue Qingyan has hatred in her heart and has more karmic thoughts, so her soul is detained in the palace and cannot leave. She can't hurt Mu Zheng but can scare others to relieve their anger, which disturbs the peace of the palace.

But as time passed, Qingyan felt more and more dispirited. Who cares if she hates so much?She was the one suffering so much, look at that Mu Zheng, singing and dancing in the backyard, and the fragrance and jade outside the house, how chic and happy.Looking at the Yue family again, she had just died a few days ago, and her father was eager to send the concubine sister into the mansion, for fear of breaking the in-law relationship with Yan Wang's mansion.

Boring, really boring.Yue Qingyan shook his head, quite disappointed.

In the blink of an eye, the first seven days, Qingyan Wuling, neither the palace nor the Yue family would pay homage to her. On this day, she drifted back to her former residence in boredom, and saw a thin figure kneeling in the deserted courtyard, with a A pair of simple funeral rituals, it turned out to be her personal maid, Yu'er.

While burning the paper, the girl babbled and said: "Miss, you were born with a bitter life, and the prince is cruel, but this servant knows that you are a good person, so this servant can do nothing else. I will think of you every year during the Qingming Cold Food Festival, and I only hope that you will give me your blessing in the next life." Nice family."

Yue Qingyan's heart warmed, everyone in the world was cold, and in the end only one servant girl still missed her.

Yu'er said again: "Miss, I heard that Young Master Feng is going to get married. Good luck, if you married Young Master Feng back then, you should have both children now..."

Qingyan was stunned suddenly, and Yu'er couldn't hear anything else.

There is only one sentence in my mind repeatedly, that person... is going to get married.

Before her eyes, it seemed that it was many years ago, the ten-mile long pavilion, where she sent Feng Yi off to fight.At that time, she was waiting for Jiji, ignorant of her emotions, and the 23-year-old Feng Yi promised her that if she had accumulated military merits, she would come to propose marriage.

Non-qing does not marry... Heh...

However, not long after, the imperial decree promised her to King Yan. She cried, begged, and knelt outside the ancestral hall for three days and two nights. The concubine said that she didn't know what to do and wanted to kill the entire Yue family!The father said that if she persisted in her obsession and did not regret it, he would rather have her die suddenly.She was only 15 years old at that time. She had suffered a lot, was not loved, the king's life was like heaven, and her father's life was hard to break, and Feng Yiyao was in the frontier with no news. She could only marry into the palace with fear and uneasiness. After the dust settled, Feng Yi came back, so wrong step by step.Later, Feng Yi kept his promise and never got married, so she regarded him as a redemption in her heart, and secretly promised to be with her in the next life, but now... she has only been dead for seven days, and he is going to marry a wife...

Qingyan raised his head, the sky was blue, not even a single cloud, let alone thunder.

It can be seen that there are countless things to do with vows, so it's good, she doesn't necessarily have to be born, and she can walk away cleanly.

The sun penetrated her soul body, reflecting the snow glisteningly, and the world was lonely.Looking back on his life, Yue Qingyan only felt that his whole body was full of absurdity.She sighed a long time, closed her eyes, and her soul body gradually dissipated in the sunlight, until finally, only a wisp of green smoke remained.

--If there is an afterlife, I don't want these children to love each other, I just hope to be unrestrained and free.