After a few days, the emperor was in the rare mood to invite everyone to the boat to play and guess charades to relieve their boredom, and everyone was naturally willing.

Even Concubine Duan got on the boat and accompanied the emperor to listen to music and talk about life.

After a long time, Dr. Wen, who followed everyone on the boat to wait on him, clearly saw the noble Fu Cha falling into the water in an extremely weird and unnatural posture.

For a moment, almost instinctively, he rushed forward to save the person who fell into the water.

But after being in the palace for a long time, he soon discovered something strange. Although the Qingque Fang of the noble Fucha was not close to the ship where the concubines lived, none of the maids of the noble Fucha were with them. side.

He stopped in alarm and refused to move forward.

Imperial Physician Wen could no longer stand still. It was difficult to move forward or backward.

The water in the river is churning, vaguely reflecting the color of the concubine's clothes, like the reflection of the broken moonlight, rising and falling in the middle of the river, making sparkling waves.

In the end, Doctor Wen still thought it was more important to save people's lives, so he jumped into the water and started to save people.

When Mr. Fucha was rescued, he almost had only one breath left.

The palace was in panic, and the accompanying imperial physician was hurriedly summoned to the palace for diagnosis and treatment. Even the queen mother and the emperor were alerted and hurried to guard the Fucha noble pavilion.

The emperor paced back and forth anxiously, and said in annoyance: "I was appreciating paintings with Concubine An. Because I felt that the wind was a little noisy, I sent the music band to play. Unexpectedly, my ears were filled with silk and bamboo, and I didn't hear the sound of the noble man falling into the water." Voice."

The Queen Mother sighed softly: "The noble Fucha is really careless."

After saying that, he counted the beads in his hands again and muttered something silently.

Ya'er and Pei'er were both frightened, kneeling on the ground and trembling.

The emperor became angry when he saw the appearance of the two of them, and shouted: "Su Peisheng, give these two cheap maids a hard slap on their mouths."

Su Peisheng agreed, rolled up his sleeves and started.

The emperor heard the crackling sound of skin and flesh hitting each other, and was still angry. He shouted: "As a personal maid of a rich and noble man, he followed him from time to time, which caused the noble man of Fucha to fall into the water. It is not an exaggeration to kill him!"

The concubines stood guard at the bottom, and they did not dare to say anything when they saw the two being beaten.

The whole room was silent, and the atmosphere became increasingly dull.

When Concubine Xin heard that Mr. Fucha had fallen into the water, and it happened to be while they were chatting, she felt a little panicked. She was afraid that the emperor knew that she was with Meizhuang and others and did not realize that Mr. Fucha had fallen into the water, so she wanted to speak on her own. A few words of argument.

Meizhuang watched her lips move from the side and knew what she was going to do. He quickly tugged on her sleeves behind him, looked at the toes of his shoes and shook his head as if unintentionally.

Xin Bin was still uneasy, but when she saw that Chun Bin was just twisting the silk and playing with it out of boredom, she managed to calm down.

The Queen Mother listened for a while and finally couldn't bear it and said: "Stop it. After all, it was the noble Fucha who asked them to get something that made them not follow. Usually these two girls are quite dedicated, and they still want to stay to serve the noble Fucha. "

The Queen Mother's words probably meant to comfort the Emperor, saying that the noble Fucha was fine. The Emperor said patiently, "That's all."

An Lingrong stood next to Xin Bin, the boat was floating on the water, and she always felt like her feet were unsteady and rocking.

After Imperial Physician Jiang came out of the palace of the noble Fucha, his face turned gray and not very good-looking. However, seeing the emperor's anxiety, he hurriedly replied: "Your Majesty, the water in the belly of the noble Fucha has been controlled. After the Wei ministers and several An imperial doctor checked his pulse and found that falling into the water did not have a profound impact on his body. However, looking at the noble man's pulse, he felt that he was angry and exhausted.

Moreover, Mr. Fucha’s mind has never been clear. He said something about retaliation, I’m afraid… I’m afraid…”

Hearing Doctor Jiang's words, Xin Bin unconsciously shrank in and out, wishing she could blend in with the crowd.

The emperor's heart suddenly sank. He already knew that something was wrong, and he asked angrily: "What are you afraid of?"

The Queen Mother glanced at the frightened Doctor Jiang and sighed.

"Aijia is old. If there is anything you don't want to hear, just say it."

Qi Lu said: "The rich man is weak and weak, which is a sign that the oil has run out, and he is probably on his deathbed." He kept wiping the sweat from his forehead and stammered, "But...but... …The wealthy and noble people are blessed with profound blessings…”

The emperor closed his eyes with difficulty, his pale face as if covered with frost and snow.

It was extremely quiet in the palace, and only the sound of the meandering gurgling of the river could be heard, as if the flowing life disappeared quietly.

After a long time, the emperor could say: "The emperor's mother will make the decision in everything."

The Empress Dowager nodded slightly and ordered: "Mr. Jiang, I'm here to take care of you. If there is any movement, please come back to Ai's house immediately."

She softened her voice and said, "Emperor, please spend more time with Mr. Fucha."

The Queen Mother waved her hand and signaled the concubines to go out.

Mr. Qi was a little reluctant to leave, and wanted to say something to the emperor, but seeing the stern and cold look in the Queen Mother's eyes, he did not dare to say anything more, so he had to leave with everyone.

An Lingrongfu sat down and took a sip of tea to moisten her parched lips and tongue, and then she saw Pei'er, who was ill, coming in.

She glanced at Pei'er casually, smiled lightly and said, "Congratulations."

Pei'er saw that her smile was weak and she was obviously not as familiar as usual. She felt panicked for no reason. She immediately knelt down and said, "I'm lucky that I got this opportunity. It's an unexpected honor."

An Lingrong was so smart, her eyes slightly darkened, as if they were thousands of feet of ice illuminated by the bright moon.

"Are you saying that it was not an accident that you harmed the rich and noble man?"

Pei'er leaned over with a sincere look on her face: "I dare not disappoint my queen's advice and work hard to strengthen myself.

This opportunity is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but the servant has never forgotten the suffering in the past, so after the noble man fell into the water, the servant did not dare to report it to anyone. "

An Lingrong's expression brightened slightly, and a gilt jade butterfly's silver-wired pierced wings were trembling as she walked.

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness. You have protected yourself and others both in advance and retreat."

Pei'er thought for a moment: "Thank you for your shirt. It's just that it's unusual for me to see a rich man fall into the water alone."

"You think it's weird too?"

An Lingrong's eyes lit up and she called Jin Xi, "What did you tell me just now? Tell Pei'er again."

Jin Xi said respectfully: "Yes.

The slave girl noticed that where the rich man slipped and fell into the water, there were traces of fresh tung oil.

Tung oil is waterproof, so there is nothing wrong with applying it, but it should be applied before the boat is launched into the water.

Isn't it strange that we suddenly applied it after we went on patrol and took the water route for so long? "

Pei'er was startled, and then said: "Tung oil is smooth but colorless, and it dries out within a short time after being applied, leaving no trace at all.

If you really have the intention, then there is really nothing missing. "

An Lingrong's thoughts wandered for a moment: "I thought you were the only one who hated Mr. Fucha, but it turns out there is someone who wants her dead more than me."

Qi Guiren returned to his boat. After a while, his heart was still frightened.

It happened that the palace maid brought a bowl of milk and bird's nest, and Mr. Qi immediately took it and drank it together.

The palace maid was astonished: "Young Master, are you tired or hungry? Choke carefully."

Qi Guiren slowly stroked her heart, and the silver agate enamel armor on her little finger shone faintly, just like her uneasy heart at the moment.


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