What favor are you fighting for?The empress's harem has won a lot of business

Chapter 15
Lin Ximeng swore that this was the bloodiest day in her life.

He vomited black blood from time to time due to the poison in his body, and Zhou was beaten all over his body until he died.

The study room in the front yard was covered with blood, even the seams of the bluestone slabs were stained blood red.

That night, she was woken up several times by nightmares, and the lights in Biboyuan were on all night.

At the same time, Zhao Liangdi's Jinlan Garden was lit up.

At midnight, Zhao Liangdi was still patting her chest.

"What's wrong with my lord recently? She screams and kills at every turn. Mrs. Zhou just wants to be favored. No matter what she does, she won't be guilty of death."

Zhao mama brought a bowl of calming soup and persuaded her.

"It's a crime that doesn't deserve death, but master, don't forget that poinsettias are also highly poisonous."

Zhao Liangdi's face turned purple, her sharp nails grabbed the handkerchief: "Who knew that she was so cruel that she brought a poinsettia here?"

It's true that she wanted to get rid of Lin Ximeng, but the poinsettia is too poisonous, so I can't blame the master for being so angry.

"Forget it, I won't talk about it after it's over."

She drank the Anshen Soup in one gulp, and this was the third bowl of Soothing Soup she drank tonight.

Mother Zhao sighed: "According to me, Mrs. Lin is just a concubine, and the master should take it easy. No matter how favored she is, she is just the daughter of a criminal minister."

There are still a few years in the youth of a woman, and her love is all false. Only when she gives birth to a child safely, can she really have support in the future.

Zhao Liangdi's expression was extremely uncomfortable, she tapped on the table with her Danko painted nails.

"Understood, it's so late, Mammy should go to rest too."

Zhao Nanny hesitated to speak, but finally shut up and backed out.

For the next two days, Zhao Liangdi lived in trepidation, and was gradually relieved when she saw that the master in the front yard hadn't moved.

However, things are not always as expected.

Early in the morning of the third day.

Zhao Hai knocked on the gate of Jinlan Garden, and greeted Zhao Liangdi with a smile.

Zhao Liangdi's heart skipped a beat, she exchanged a few words of greeting with a smile, and finally asked tentatively: "Elder-in-law is rarely here, but what's the matter?"

Zhao Hai flicked the whisk, and the smile on his face was even bigger.

"Mistress Liangdi, Mingjian, there is indeed something I want to tell you."

"Miss Zhou's body is still in the dark room. The master ordered the slave to pass it on to you, so that you can find some time to deal with it."

Zhao Liangdi went through the words carefully twice, and smiled in relief.

"What should I do? It turns out that it is the Zhou family. Eunuch Zhao Hai sent someone to say it. Why do you need to go there yourself?"

It's just a dead body, just find some young eunuchs to carry it away.

Zhao Liangdi's tense heart gradually let go.

"Master Liangdi, I'm afraid you didn't understand the meaning of the servant." Zhao Hai continued to smile.

"Master said, let you handle it"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Liangdi couldn't figure it out for a while.

Zhao Hai simply said: "Let you personally send Zhou Shi a ride, no one will help, no matter whether it is a slave or a maid."

Zhao Liangdi: "..."

"I kindly remind you that it's not even September yet, and the weather is hot, so hurry up."

Zhao Hai left quickly, Zhao Liangdi slumped on the seat and couldn't get up for a while.

The brain was buzzing, and it didn't turn around for a long time.

The weather is hot, if it is late, the corpse will...

"vomit……"

"I knew that Master would not let me go, he was never so kind"

Asking a weak woman to move the corpse, probably only the master can think of such a trick.

But she is his Liang Di.

Just for Lin Ximeng, what is she!
No matter how reluctant Zhao Liangdi was, she dared not not go.

On that day, Mother Zhao prepared a jar of spirits, a huge thick sack, and a pair of rough linen gloves that only old farmers outside would use.

"Spirits are for you to take a shower when you come back, thick sacks are for storage, and gloves are for you to wear when you move."

Zhao Nanny looked at Zhao Liangdi, hesitated to speak.

"Is there anything else I can't say?" Zhao Liangdi scratched her hair in agitation, countless goosebumps appeared all over her body.

"Would you like me to prepare some incense sticks for you?"

Miss Zhou's death was her own doing, but her master was by no means innocent.

It is said that ghosts who died unjustly will ask their creditors for their lives. If this happens...

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Zhao Liangdi screamed.

After a while, he suddenly stopped talking, obviously thinking of this level.

She rubbed her arms and hesitated for a while, then took off the ruby ​​hairpin on top of her head.

"That's all, let's get ready"

Just in case, she doesn't want that Zhou family to pester her in the future.

"Prepare some good clothes, good looks, and since the master asked me to give her a gift, Ben Liangdi will give her a good gift."

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That afternoon, Zhao Liangdi changed into a royal blue dress and went to the darkroom wearing a plain silver headdress.

Rao had made adequate mental preparations, but was still frightened by the scene in front of him and slumped on the ground.

In a dark dark room.

Mrs. Zhou was lying on the ground, and she thought it was a pile of dirty clothes if she didn't look carefully. The thick bloody smell rushed towards her face, and flies and mice circled around the corpse.

Even the cracks in the bricks on the ground were covered with black blood.

No matter what, Zhao Liangdi couldn't connect the bloody corpse in front of her with the girl Zhou who surrounded her and said 'things are done'.

After all, it is a fresh and beautiful life.

Half an hour later, Zhao Liangdi gradually came to her senses, took the clothes she had brought to tidy up, resisted the strong bloody smell, changed Miss Zhou's clothes, and put on her jewelry.

"Sister, don't blame me, this is the master, oh, and that bitch Lin."

"If it wasn't for Mrs. Lin, sister, you would never have fallen to this level at such a young age."

"If you have resentment or unwillingness, you can go to Lin more often, sister, I am innocent"

"Sister promises you, as long as I am here, I will never let Lin go, let's deal with her together"

After getting dressed, Zhao Liangdi covered her with a sack and moved it out little by little.

The carriage is ready at the corner gate.

Zhao Liangdi dragged Zhou Shi out and tried all her strength to get onto the cart.

The coachman raised his whip with a cold face, and the carriage rolled slowly.

From the prosperous capital to the desolate outside the city, from the bluestone road to the muddy path.

From row upon row of exquisite buildings, to grim and yellow mass graves.

An hour later, Zhao Liangdi dragged Mrs. Zhou out of the carriage, dug a pit with a shovel to bury her, and then took out the candle paper prepared by Mother Zhao.

She squatted in front of the crude mound and lit a brazier, burning paper and chanting.

"Sister Zhou, as a sister, I can be regarded as benevolent and righteous. If you seek revenge, please don't look for me."

After the paper money was burnt, Zhao Liangdi stood up slowly, took one last look at the withered yellow mound, and turned to leave.

Return to the Prince's Mansion.

Zhao Liangdi immediately took off her clothes and burned them, and took a full bath three times, until her skin turned red all over, she finally stopped.

Before falling asleep that night, Zhao Liangdi told Mother Zhao.

"In two days, go to Famen Temple and Xiangshan Temple in the suburbs of Beijing to ask for some talisman papers to ward off ghosts and evil spirits."

"Master doesn't need to order, this old slave will remember"

Front yard study.

Zhao Hai reported Zhao Liangdi's every move, and Xie Chenyu dropped Wenwan walnut, which he had been playing with for a long time.

"Pour tea for grandpa"

(End of this chapter)