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"Chen Feng is Feng Chen, and Feng Chen is Gu Xingshen? What are you kidding? Let me tell you, Chen Feng is an opera singer." Shen Qingyan flicked his fan, and Shen Qingshuang closed it.

Gu Yunjian took out the cat's eye and put it in his hand: "I found it in the Qushui Liushang Garden."

Shen Qingyan stopped talking, this prop belonged to Yinhui Garden, he bought it, and he recognized it.The previous one was said to be lost, and many people were interrogated at the beginning, but nothing happened.

"When did you lose it?"

Shen Qingyan counted the time and hesitated: "After the Qushui Liushang Garden was sealed up."

Suddenly the fan tapped on the forehead: "No, Chen Feng asked for leave a few days ago."

Gu Yunjian felt bad: "What time was it a few days ago?"

"You stay at my house the next day."

That was the day Mrs. Jing was taken into custody.

Everything is as clear and clear as the clouds can see the sun, and everything is lost in the clouds and mist.

When the clouds were gloomy, Concubine Xian arrived with Yuping.

With hibiscus purple clothes and light makeup, how can this radiant intellectual woman look like the former concubine who was expelled from the palace?
"Why, I didn't come at the right time?"

"No, Auntie, you came just in time!"

In Shen Qingshuang's view, this walking harem encyclopedia was like a bright light in the darkness, guiding them forward.

Serving tea and pouring water graciously, pinching her shoulders and beating her back, Concubine Xian was overwhelmed by flattery. Today is a cloudy day, and there is no sun at all!

Uneasy, uneasy, cramped.

"Shuang, don't be too busy, sit down."

Gu Yunjian smiled slightly, and pulled Shen Qingshuang to sit beside him: "Concubine, to be honest, I have something to ask."

"Ask me? It's too serious. Your Majesty, if you have something to say, just ask. It's so mysterious. I always suspect that I'm going to be tricked. It's so creepy!"

Gu Yunjian smiled again, and asked the doubts of the three of them: "We want to know the relationship between the abandoned empress dowager and Mrs. Jing."

origin?

Concubine Xian laughed directly: "What origin can there be? But all women who were favored by the former emperor are the enemies of old women."

This answer is really unexpected.

"So Mrs. Jing can't be with the old woman. No, I mean they can't be in a cooperative relationship?"

"Absolutely impossible! The old woman longs for a deep death. To be precise, she longs for the death of all the sons of the late emperor so that her son can succeed in enthroning. If Jin Hao didn't fight for a little bit, I would be able to speak in front of the late emperor again. Our mother and son are afraid that we will not die well."

Gu Yunjian nodded, if she hadn't been protecting her, Gu Binghe would have died long ago.

Concubine Xian sighed for a long time: "Even if the defense is like that, I still follow the way of the old woman. Fortunately, there is Qingshuang!"

She looked at Shen Qingshuang with a loving face, "Your Majesty, to tell you the truth, I suspected that I wouldn't be able to survive last summer, but Jin Hao brought her here. I liked this child the first time I went to Shou'an Palace. I still think that if I can be with my family Jinhao"

"Being friends? As you wish, they are friends, and Qingshuang will still be Jinhao's aunt."

"Uh..." Concubine Xian wanted to give him a blank stare.

Why is Old Fifteen, who used to be indifferent to the world, so jealous now? Does he need to swear sovereignty to her?She didn't want to sabotage it!
Look at one of them smiling like a flower, and the other gentle and refined, what a strange match.

Cough twice: "It's far away. I guess Mrs. Jing also hates old women. She was always called by the old woman to accompany her during her pregnancy. Every time she returned to the room, she felt chest tightness and discomfort. There are rumors that the old woman smoked on her clothes. There are many spices that are not good for the fetus, which caused Xingshen to suffer from eye diseases when he was born in the womb. By the way, why do you ask this?"

"Xingshen may not be dead."

Concubine Xian was stunned, and the tea in the cup flowed down the table.

"Aren't you dead? Yuping, pinch me quickly."

She turned to Yuping, who was even more surprised than she was.

"His tomb is empty. According to our analysis, Xingshen is most likely Chen Feng."

Concubine Xian was even more confused, she rubbed her forehead, there was too much information, she had to digest it carefully.

Thinking back to when I first saw Chen Feng acting, I felt that his eyes were inexplicably familiar, as if I had seen them in the palace.If he is Gu Xingshen, then it can be explained.Going into the palace to visit Mrs. Jing, by the way, I have some plans.

After thinking about it, Concubine Xian became angry. The bitch has acted in front of her for so many years. The acting talent is indeed passed down from mother to child!
For more than ten years, every time I played a bitter scene in front of her to remember her dead son, she was tearful and restless, but who would have thought that the dead son was alive and well, and her good son was almost killed!

If she doesn't take revenge, she will be a mother in vain!

Concubine Xian's motherhood was aroused, and she tried her best to search the dusty memory about Concubine Jing's mother and son, and she really came up with something.

"Your Majesty, when I was still a side concubine in the palace, the late emperor once murmured in his dream that Xing Shen was not his son."

Three days later, Gu Yunjian finished dealing with political affairs and went to Shen's Mansion with a lot of worries, but was told by Baoping that he was going to Prince Ning's Mansion.Although she was still fearful in her respect, she was better than a few days ago.

Gu Yunjian looked at the strangely colored plasters on her face, and then thought of the little girl saying that he had never seen the world, couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

This smile made Baoping ashamed and ashamed, although it was common for her to laugh at her, but she couldn't completely ignore it.

Covering his face, he muttered: "Your maidservant will leave."

Knowing that she had misunderstood, Gu Yunjian blamed himself and stopped her: "I just thought of something interesting just now, not because of your face. The most important thing about a woman is not her appearance, but her heart, not to mention that Qingshuang will heal you of."

Afraid of embarrassing her, he walked away quickly.

"Appearance is not the most important thing, but heart." Baoping recited it several times, taking her hands off her face, and her depression slowly dissipated.

She cleaned up the cup, the half cup of tea left by Gu Yunjian reflected her face.

Still ugly!
But just a few years ago, she also had a beautiful face and a pure heart that was ignorant of the world.It's a pity that she met an unkind person and didn't know the sinister heart, so she was murdered by a bitch and almost died in the flames.She narrowly escaped death, went around and was sold into a brothel.

She thought she would be humiliated in Zuimenglou for the rest of her life, but who would have thought that she would meet Shen Qingshuang.

To make a long story short about what happened to her, the little girl yelled at her after hearing this, not only helped her redeem her body, but also kept her as a servant girl, and even condescended to heal her face.

Baoping's eyes were red, she met the worst people, and she also met the best people.

She cheered up, since God spared her life, she must live well, and only by living can she have a chance of revenge.

Although she heard from other people that the bitch ended up miserable, she still hoped that one day she would be able to give her a fatal blow with her own hands, so that it would not be considered a live up to the hard work.

Baoping took a deep breath, and what Gu Yunjian said just now came back to her mind, feeling faintly grateful.

Such an elegant gentleman can only be matched by a lively and kind lady, how can that bitch think about it?