Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 1653

[The first thousand and forty-two chapters are ashes]

Gebi on the side only thought that he was depressed, and couldn’t help but chuckle: “Deserved~”

Next, the three of them talked to each other for a while, and the two women fell into their dreams one after another. After all, they are now in their menstrual period, their backs are sore and sore, and they have drank a little wine, so they are naturally more sleepy than usual.

However, this was a pain for Song Qingshu. Originally, he planned to recite the Bingxin Art several times to calm down his restless body, but there were a pair of beautiful sisters lying on the left and right, and the air was filled with the unique fragrance of the two women, which made the Its restless.

After working hard for half an hour, Song Qingshu finally gave up sullenly.

“Thanks to the existence of internal strength in this world, today’s physical fitness is far different from that of ordinary people. Otherwise, if you hold on for so long, it might have been abolished in a previous life.” Song Qingshu was very fortunate.

Feeling that there is no way to go on like this, Song Qingshu gently picked up Wanyan Ping’s arms and thighs and put them aside, put on his clothes, and went out to the imperial garden for a stroll.

“Although they are biological sisters, their temperament is completely different.” Song Qingshu couldn’t help laughing, and it could be seen from the sleeping posture that Gebi was such a quiet lady even when she fell asleep, lying on the side obediently, Wanyanping just To be much more carefree, when you fall asleep, your arms and hands are placed in disorder.

When the cool wind blows outside, Song Qingshu feels that he is no longer as uncomfortable as before, and the boiling blood has a tendency to calm down, so he plans to stroll in the garden to blow the wind and blow away the alcohol and desire. go back.

Breathing the fresh air of the night, Song Qingshu’s mood became more and more calm, and suddenly there was a faint and elegant sound of the piano in his ears. Before, because he wanted to pretend to be a piano master Zhao Weiyi, he was specially trained by Zhao Min, and he could hear it. The person who plays the piano is superb, and the sound of the piano reveals a kind of loneliness and coldness in the heart.

Song Qingshu frowned: “It’s so late now, and there are still people who haven’t slept and played the piano. Could it be the concubine? However, there is at most resentment in the sound of the concubine’s piano.

Because he heard that the person playing the piano was not feeling normal, Song Qingshu just hesitated for a moment, and then walked in the direction from which the sound of the piano came.

After a while, Song Qingshu stopped outside the cold palace, wondering in his heart: “People in the cold palace?” It’s not surprising then, the women in the cold palace have no hope at all, and it’s normal to have a sense of death.

Song Qingshu hesitated for a while, but finally decided to go and take a look. As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level Buddha. Now that he is in charge of the palace, if he encounters a poor and desperate palace servant, he can let her out of the palace and restore her freedom.

At this time, in a certain room in the cold palace, a young woman in palace dress sighed faintly, left the piano table, and slowly came to a wall, tore away the outer covering, revealing the spirit card inside.

The young woman in the palace dress stretched out her plain hand and gently stroked the spirit card, and said faintly, “Digunai, why should I have known today?” Although the clothes worn by the young woman were exquisite and made of high-quality materials, the color was extremely plain. Not a hint of red or purple.

“I don’t know how you lived down there, but according to the sins you committed in your lifetime, I’m afraid you will be cast into the eighteenth hell…” The young woman said as she spoke, and a trace of her elegant face slipped unknowingly. Tears.

“If you want to come to the Lord of Hell, you won’t find some female ghosts to serve you. There are countless women in your lifetime, and I’m afraid you will not be used to it after death.” A paper figurine palace maid, she really will never change.”

“Do you think I’ll burn it for you?” The young woman in the palace dress became more and more angry, and smashed the spirit card to the ground with a gesture, but after all, she was still not willing to do it, and placed the spirit card on the table again. With a strong sadness, “That’s it, I’ve done things that I’m sorry for you.”

As if thinking of something from the past, the young woman in the palace dress had a slightly pale face and suddenly a red tide appeared on her face: “Speaking of which, this is all your fault. If you hadn’t coveted other people’s wives, how could it have hurt me…”

“I really hated you back then.

But it’s been so long now, I’ve seen everything, there is no overnight feud between husband and wife, you and I are childhood sweethearts after all, I know it’s your wife since I can remember.” “Dinagu, don’t blame me for entering the palace, I was also worried that the Tudan family would be implicated, so I had to agree to that person’s canonization, but some time ago I saw that the people of the Tudan family had settled down, so I offered to come here. Living in a cold palace, I have never done anything to be sorry to you.

”

“Now I have nothing to worry about. Since you told me in a dream yesterday that you are lonely down there, then I will come to accompany you today.” The young woman in the palace dress took out a white silk that had been prepared, and gently tossed it around the beam After standing on the stool and tying the knot, she finally took a deep look at Lingpai, “I heard that people will drink Meng Po soup after death, and they will forget everything about their previous lives. I don’t know if I will be able to do it then. find you……”

With a faint sigh, the young lady in the palace dress tipped her toes and kicked over the stool below, and her whole body instantly hung on top of the white silk. After that, she felt that the world was spinning, and her whole body instantly became dizzy.

“Is this what it feels like before dying…” The young woman in the palace dress muttered to herself, to her surprise, she didn’t feel uncomfortable at all. She heard that people who hang themselves will be in pain before they die.

“What are you looking for to die?” A familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

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The young woman in the palace dress trembled, and hurriedly opened her eyes to look, only to see a familiar face that made her a little scared looking at her with a frown: “Is it you?”

The person who came was naturally Song Qingshu. When he arrived, he just saw the scene of the other party hanging himself. Without thinking, he cut Bai Ling with his sword energy, and rushed over to hug her the moment she fell, to prevent her from falling. He fell to the ground.

Song Qingshu frowned and looked forward, the spirit card was so conspicuous, it was naturally difficult to escape his eyes, and it was written “Spiritual position of my late husband Wanyanliang”!

“What is the princess doing?” Song Qingshu asked in a deep voice. The young lady in the palace dress is naturally Hailing Princess Tu Shanjing. Although after the great change in the palace, she was accepted by the palace and named the princess, but both parties are still used to it. The identity of the other princess.

“Naturally it was hanging,” Tu Danjing said calmly, but he soon realized that he was being held by the other party, and a faint blush flashed on his face, “Let me go.”

Song Qingshu helped her to sit down on the stool next to her: “Of course I can see that you are hanging yourself. I want to ask why you can’t think about it?”

“Why?” Tu Danjing smiled sadly, “I’m in this situation, do I still need to ask why?”

Song Qingshu frowned: “Why are you in the cold palace, weren’t you named a noble concubine before? Could it be that someone is deliberately suppressing you?” Is it Dai Qisi or Wanyanping?

Tu Danjing shook his head: “No one suppressed me, I asked to live in the cold palace myself. Everyone in the capital knows that I am Princess Hailing, so I really can’t feel at ease in the harem.”

“Since it is voluntary, why do you want to die?” Song Qingshu asked again.

“My heart is like ashes.” Tu Danjing replied lightly.

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