The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

Qiao Wei remembers these two things as a fresh memory. After all, when she pretends to be "Xue Rongrong" to spy on the enemy, she almost died in the hands of that person, and that person is a male and female voice, the weapon is a red dragonfly.

That person is the temple of the Virgin. Although it is not known as a saint or a saint, the group of people should be destroyed after the annihilation of the temple.

Is there still a fish that slips through the net?

No, the Temple of the Virgin does not have a net of fish, unless that person is not the temple of the Virgin.

"What are you thinking about?" asked the disciple.

Qiao Wei said: "I was thinking, I have seen a person, but also a male and female voice, but also with a red dragonfly, I thought the other party is dead, but listening to what you said, I think the other party is very likely Still alive."

The big disciple asked: "Have you seen his body with your own eyes?"

Qiao Wei nodded and shook her head again: "I thought she was a saint or a saint. They were all dead. If it was their body, I have seen it."

"If not one of them?" The big disciple asked subconsciously.

Qiao Wei thought for a moment and said: "Not one of them, then he must be alive. She has colluded with the Temple of the Virgin and is entangled with your National Teacher's Temple. I suddenly became curious, what is she? Sacred? How can you come and go in the hidden family and the night?"

These problems are not answered by the big disciples. Of course, Qiao Wei did not expect his answer, but he whispered himself.

Intuition tells Qiao Wei that things have developed to the present, they are very close to the so-called truth, and even faintly can touch the barrier of the truth, but this barrier is like a dream, so that people can not break open.

Once broken, everything will be true.

"How long has the man gone?" Qiao Wei asked.

The big disciple said: "It’s not long before you come to him."

Qiao Wei’s dawn stunned: "So, he should still be in the palace."

Say, Qiao Wei picked up the medicine box and stepped out of the door.

The younger disciple caught up with her quickly: "Hey! You didn't show it to my master? My master is still hurt?!"

Qiao Wei said faintly: "Your master is looking for himself. Who told him to run around to count Ji Ji? He put himself into the calculations, but also Ji family to wipe him out? Is there such a good thing under the sun?" ”

The big disciple was anxious: "But you are not..."

"How are we not?" Qiao Wei interrupted him. "We only said that if you steal the secret, you spared his life, but did not say that you want to save his life. Then again, your secret has not yet arrived!" What are the qualifications to talk to me here?!"

The big disciple was stunned and could not speak.

It is imperative to retrieve the secret as soon as possible. Qiao Wei did not work hard with both the master and the teacher. He walked out of the Changhuan Hall and walked quickly toward the royal study.

The emperor also knew that when Qiao Wei told the emperor about the whereabouts of the secret, the emperor said that he had blocked the four major palace gates and strengthened the patrol guards in the palace to find the night Luo Gu of Ji Jiajing. For the sake of this, I searched in the palace.

The man is likely to pretend to be a female **** to mix out, so the palace gate has also strengthened the manpower, and a strict investigation of any person entering or leaving the palace does not rule out the situation in which officials are bought or used, so even Wenwu Baiguan, Royal clans must also undergo an inventory to be safely released.

Everything is going on in full swing.

After General Doro went north, he took away the confession of several military departments. Some of the positions in the military were suspended. The king was transferred to the past. Although it was not a lot of real power, it was a chance to play soy sauce in the crotch. It is rare.

After finishing the official business at hand, the sky is getting darker.

The king of the king listed the folds and the books neatly, and the table was not chaotic. Then he stood up and prepared to return home.

Just walking to the door, a palace girl hurriedly walked over: "Wang Ye!"

The king recognized her, and she was a close-knit lady of Rong Rong: "What is so flustered? Is my mother an accident?"

The palace girl said nervously: "Yong Yu Niang is only fainted!"

The king of the king changed his face and quickly walked to the palace of Rong Rong.

Rong Rong's situation is not good, lying with his eyes closed, his face pale as a piece of wax paper, the breath is weak, his hands and feet are cold.

When the king came to the bed, she held her hand: "Mother! What happened to you? You wake up!"

Rong Rong did not respond.

When the king smashed her, she woke up and opened her heavy eyelids and looked at the king. She said with a weak voice: "You are coming..."

When Wang looked at her half-dead, she said with distress: "You can't live here! I will go to ask the father and let you go back to the palace to recuperate with me!"

Rong Rong smiled weakly and said: "I am fine, I am old and sick. It will be fine."

The king's big palm covered her forehead: "Is the last Dansha useless? How do you become weaker and weaker?"

Rong Xiao smiled and sighed: "There was a good turn, it was only... When I watered the flowers, it took too long. This is a little dizzy. What's so fussing? You last licked this girl, but it was It made her a scared bird."

Wang Wang coldly said: "This is what a slave should do. She doesn't come to marry me today. I know it on the day. I can't drive her out of the palace!"

The palace lady looked down in fear.

Rong Rong said: "Why are you hot temper, who is it with you?"

After the king wants to speak and stop, after all, he can't bear to argue with Rong Rong, let the palace girl pour a cup of hot tea, and personally feed it.

Rong's breath ran a little, urging the king to return to the palace.

The king does not return.

Rong Rong sighed: "You are also a sly person. Where can you always spend it outside? The child is returning to the family and entrusting the child to you. You should take care of yourself."

Not to mention the few nephews, but the king’s head is big.

If it wasn't for his own life, he would lock them up with cages!

"Go back." Rong Hao urged.

The king is about to speak, and there is a snoring sound from outside.

"Go and see what happened."

The palace lady was squatting down, took a small step, and went back a little later. He reported: "If you return to the goddess and the prince, the emperor’s things are lost, and people are being sent around to search."

The king screamed suspiciously: "What?"

Palace girl said: "It seems that the ancient Luo Wen ancient book dedicated to the emperor was stolen, and he is taking thieves and searching for ancient books."

胤王正色道: "My mother-in-law has no things that my father wants, you let them leave, don't disturb my mother's cleanliness."

The palace lady said in a distress: "I can't be the prince, they even searched the emperor's sleeping hall, and the noble lady also checked it. We can't be exceptional here."

"What ancient book is so precious? Even the father's own bedroom must be searched?" The king smashed a bit, although there was dissatisfaction, but the father's own palace was checked, and there was nothing to say. "So, you go and ask them to enter... Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Halfway through the words, Yu Wang found out that the fault was not right.

Rong Rong said to the palace girl: "You should first step back and tell them that I want to change clothes, please wait a moment."

"Yes, the goddess!" The palace lady quits and gently closes the door.

Yu Wang looked to Rong Rong: "Mom, what happened to you?"

Looking at the closed door with uneasiness.

The king would know what to do and said to her: "No one is outside the door, what do you want to say, even though."

Rong Rong grabbed the hand of the king, and there was a glimpse of the scorpion: "Hey... I’m sorry for you... I’m sorry for your father...”

Yan Wang slightly said: "Mother, what do you say?"

Rong Rong hangs down his throat and said with a flustered voice: "You can't let them find..."

"Mother, the more I hear the more confused, what can't I find them?" Wang Wang smiled. "Don't tell me, you took the ancient book."

Rong Rong shook his head, and there was a tangled color in the bottom of his eyes. In the end, he still said with a bite: "There is a small scorpion in the cabinet over there, you take out the things inside."

The king went up, opened the closet, opened the scorpion, and took out a red dress. If you look closely, it looks like a folk wedding dress, but the style is simpler.

As a royal servant, you must not wear a red color in your life. Something like this is over.

Rong Rong said lowly: "This secret, I intended to rotten in my stomach, and brought it to the grave together after death, but since you know it... I will tell you."

"Female 妃..."

Rong Rong said: "I was born in a cold, my father was just a small Beijing official. In the capital, such a brick fell and you could kill three princes. The identity of my family is really nothing.

I didn't think that I would enter the palace. I thought that in my life, I would marry the husband like the other women, give birth to several children, and go through the rest of my life safely.

In the same year, I came to a distant relative who entered the palace draft. In order to train her to become a good showgirl, my father invited a lot of teaching lessons for her, and some of our sisters were so dimmed that they could learn something. .

Among them is a gentleman who teaches calligraphy... young and handsome, talkative and elegant, full of economy, I... I was..."

Rong Rong paused, and his face gradually turned red. "I know that this is not right, but the emotional thing... is really not controlled by the human heart."

The news was like a blue sky, and the king was on the spot.

Rong Rong took a deep breath: "We...have been privately given for a long time. He said that he wants to marry me. I promised. He went to find your grandfather. Although your grandfather was very angry, the man was born and not bad. Really, you have accepted this marriage for a few days.

He immediately went back to his hometown and clarified the matter to his parents. He just didn't expect it. I never waited until the day he came back. ”

The king asked subconsciously: "What happened to him? Or did he... does his family disagree?"

"Not at all." Rong Rong said sadly, "It is a distant relative of the draft. If the sudden illness cannot enter the palace, the family will let me top."

The king is dumb.

This kind of dog blood is not uncommon in the harem. There are three thousand in the harem, but how many of them are really married to the royal family?

Is it just one of those people who did not expect his mother to be forced?

He didn't know how to describe the mood at this time, shocked? Disappointed? Sad?

Too many emotions are mixed together, and his heart is mixed.

Rong Yu said: "This wedding dress was sewed by my own body, and I sew it in half. I heard that I am going to the palace... I brought it into the palace. After so many years, I still have no seams. The other half... I know that you are very angry. I shouldn’t forget another man after becoming the father of your father, but I am true to your heart, no matter how I am with your father. I am your mother, you are my only son!"

The king of the king held back his fists.

Rong's tears filled her eyes, but she resisted not letting it fall: "Just this spring, he left, he hasn't been jealous again in this life, can you... can you bury this wedding dress? To his grave, I can't live with him. After I die... I can't help it, let this dress... I have a relationship with him!"

The king’s fists creaked and the forehead’s blue veins burst out.

Rong Rong looked at Wang Wang, sucked his nose, and wiped his tears away: "It’s too difficult for you."

Say, throw the wedding dress into the basin, find a fire, burn it and throw it on the clothes.

Seeing that the clothes were on fire, Yu Wang grabbed it and smothered the flames of his cuffs: "Where is he buried?"