Chen Pinghu frowned slightly. For the first time, he didn't get angry. He just kept silent for a moment and said, "get up first."

Jiang Dong didn't look at Chen Pinghu. Her mind was very clear. She said in a deep voice, "please tell Princess Huayang this account for me, and I will ask for it later."

Looking at her at this time, Chen Pinghu was in a trance for a moment. He suddenly remembered the night 16 years ago and the woman surnamed Jiang who died under the plantain tree. She suffered the most unbearable torture and her dying eyes were extremely determined.

People all say that imperial concubine Jiang is a disaster to the country and the people, and the collapse of the Zhou Dynasty is because of her. Naturally, Chen Pinghu also hated her for taking away the favor of her father and empress. She thought that she was a beauty, a curse and a fox.

But that night, after witnessing her death, what he often remembered for so many years was not her filthy way of death, but her resolute and clear eyes.

In his mind shaking Kung Fu, Jiang Dong has already got up and put the bedding on Xia Xia Xia's head. Xia Xia's mother is crazy and waves her fist on Jiang Dong's body. Jiang Dong did not avoid, just bear, only bear.

Chen Pinghu saw that she slowly completed a series of actions, and then turned his head: "go away."

She did not look at him when she spoke, but Chen Pinghu knew that the more indifferent "go away" than the word "roll" was also said to him. I don't know why, the powerful middle letter suddenly lost his temper, just stood in place without saying a word.

Jiang Dong wipes away the tears on the face, and the skin becomes tight because of the tears drying up on it. She whispered, "Xia Xia died because of me, and she was also killed by Huayang. If she can't ask you, she will transfer her anger to me. It's ridiculous. I've never paid attention to the things she worries about. Why should my summer bear the evil she has done

Chen Pinghu didn't know how he got out of the courtyard. He was out of his wits because of the sentence "ask but can't". Yes, he found that he couldn't ask for it now. He can't ask the woman in the court, even if he is already a very important minister.

Xia Xia's mother cried to death, and Lao Lang Lu gave Xia Xia Niang a pill to save her heart. The woman who woke up didn't cry any more. She just looked at the blanket that covered her daughter's body. She even had an illusion that the body under the quilt was still breathing and fluctuating.

Jiang Dong goes to the firewood house where Xiuyun is detained. Xiuyun as calm as ever, she said with a faint smile: "I know, since the princess sent me to your side that moment, I have been a dead man."

Jiang Dong's tone was calm: "I won't let you die easily. You have a lover in prison, don't you? You can rest assured that I will let you see his body with your own eyes. "

Xiuyun was stupefied, and Jiang Dong continued to sneer: "it's a better love than Jin Jian. I thought your lover was a good product. After careful investigation, he turned out to be an ignorant bastard. She killed a prostitute in a brothel a year ago and is still in prison. Does Princess Huayang promise you that once you do this, you can find a relationship to release your lover? "

Show cloud lenglengleng to look at her, in the eye exudes the anger, the resentment, the fear light.

Jiang Dong said coldly: "if you are really brave and fearless of death, you should have killed yourself. Why rush away? It seems you're still afraid of death. Princess Huayang's vision is really problematic. How can a person like you be a dead man? "

Xiuyun's five fingers became a hook, and he grasped the earth on the ground, "girl, don't be complacent too early. This time Xia Xia drank the poison for you. Next time, I don't know if anyone will die for you. "

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Xiuyun was stagnant for a moment and said in a sharp voice, "what a powerful wrist girl

"Yes? Compared with Princess Huayang, it doesn't seem worth mentioning. "

Xiuyun sneered, "if you really have the ability, why bother me a little maid. You should take revenge on Princess Huayang. But I'm afraid the revenge will never come back? Princess Huayang is now in charge of Lord Chen's house, and the deeds of servants and servants are in her hands. The princess wants to change Xia Xia's body contract into a death contract, isn't it? No one will make the decision for you even if you sue her to the imperial palace. It's not uncommon that Princess Huayang is the daughter of the heavenly family. Even if an ordinary family killed a maid of death contract, it's a common thing. "

Jiang Dong's face was expressionless, but he whispered, "I know." Turn to walk to the door, and stop: "you good wait."

The door slammed shut. Xiuyun shivered and sat on the ground, sobbing.

Jiang Dong went back to his room, closed the door and sat quietly on the chair. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of the case are all placed in the right place in summer and summer. The Chlorophytum under the window of the moon hole is often watered in summer and summer.

Now, the ink in Laokeng Tao inkstone solidifies, and the leaves of Chlorophytum show a kind of morbid withered yellow. Static and withered, as if to show that the girl's life is exhausted.

At the moment of Xia Xia's death, Jiang Dong was shrouded in great fear and panic, but there was not much sadness. But at this moment, looking at Xia Xia's residual memory in the house, she felt a kind of deep and deep sadness.She covered her heart with one hand and bent slightly.

Night came, and darkness filled every corner of the house. Caiyun and Lin Fangling are outside trying to comfort Jiang Dong, but they have not been responded to.

She stayed in the house quietly, quietly recalling the past.

If Xia Xia died of a sudden accident, she would be sad, but she would not be unable to forgive herself. But in fact, Xia Xia died because of her. She brought a devastating disaster to this young life.

I don't know how long, outside sounded a gentle knock on the door, and then a man pushed the door into. He did not seem to push the door strongly, but he knocked down the bolt in the door.

Song Xiuchen came in, carrying a pot of warm Guizi wine.

He knew she didn't need any consolation, she just needed a pot of wine. Jiang Dong picked up which pot of Guizi wine, tears fell quietly in the wine.

"When I was 13 years old, my master gave me a girl. She can only be regarded as pretty, but she loves to smile. Her eyes are curved like crescent moon. She spoke in a soft, shy voice. At that time, I didn't know about men and women. I was just a teenager who liked a girl very much

He took a sip of wine, his eyes were distant: "but just because of my love, she died. Master said that she fell from the mountainside, but I know it's not. It was the master who didn't want her to live. When I saw her bloody body, I vomited more than once. I wanted to strip off my identity and die. But I still can not die, I can only cowardly tears in the night, miss my mother. I know what the master meant, so later, in the face of the many women he gave me, I asked for their bodies, but I never dared to move the truth. "

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