Convinced by the crying bag beauty

Chapter 60

"lady."

"I have seen Mrs."

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, it was cold, windy and snowy.

The servants of the Shocking Insect Court saluted Mrs. Wei, the courtyard was covered with an inch of snow, and clear footprints were left on the ground.

Li Le held an umbrella for his son, and the big umbrella with 72 bamboo knots covered his head, so that the snowflakes could not fall on Yan Qing's body.

Mrs. Wei changed into a plain yet extravagant embroidered dress, covered with a snow-colored fur coat. Thinking that it was still the first lunar month, she wore a pair of water-blue earrings in a good mood on a festive day, and a sandalwood-colored rosary lined her wrists. .

Seeing that she doesn't have the fairy spirit of the imperial concubine, but she is also so beautiful that all the big girls and young daughter-in-laws feel ashamed. Standing in front of her, the eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls in the backyard are all pale.

Yan Qing is well-maintained, and she is also kind. She cultivates a gentle charm in her daily worship to the Buddha. When Emerald Agate saw her, she quickly called "Ma'am" and happily welcomed people in.

"Where is Xixi?"

"Go back to Madam, Miss is still sleeping."

"Still sleeping?"

She glanced at the sky. It was already this hour and the baby girl hadn't gotten off the bed yet. She asked, "But you don't feel well?"

Manao smiled and said, "Miss is in good health."

She was in good health but got up late, Madam Wei's face remained unchanged: "Xi Xi's temperament is too playful."

People dare not accept these words at the moment.

"Miss, madam is here to see you."

Wei Pingxi leaned listlessly on the head of the bed, holding the scriptbook he snatched from Yu Zhi in his hands, and replied as usual after hearing the words: "Come in, please."

Yu Zhi sat on the edge of the bed and fed her porridge.

She was immersed in the ups and downs of the plot, did not lift her eyelids, lowered her head to drink the porridge, and kept her eyes on the script.

Mrs. Wei stepped in, saw the situation in the inner room clearly, her eyes spoiled: "What are you looking at, so focused? I don't even bother to get out of bed."

"Mother." She looked up.

Yu Zhi put down the porridge bowl and bowed to her, Yan Qing called out softly.

Her eyes paused for a few breaths on this concubine, she took two steps forward and took half a bowl of porridge on the small table, and sat where Yu Zhi was sitting before: "What are you looking at, read it to mother?"

The rice porridge is slightly sweet, and the longan meat that Wei Pingxi likes to eat, she swallowed a few times, and she said: "It's a story about a bad woman."

"Bad woman?" Yan Qing raised her eyebrows and teased, "Even you say it's bad, how bad must it be?"

Being teased by her with a smile, Wei Pingxi couldn't hold back: "Mother, just bury me."

Yu Zhi secretly frowned.

She always felt... that Mrs. Wei was weird.

To her, the phrase "how bad it is" must be flirting with Miss Fourth. If it is a mother, it sounds normal at first glance, but it can't stand to think about it.

She had long felt that the atmosphere in which the mother and daughter got along was weird.

Perhaps she was thinking too much.

Yu Zhi looked boldly——Ms. Wei still had a charming charm, sitting with Miss Fourth, she didn't look like a mother and daughter, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they were sisters.

The mother and daughter are fed by one tube and fed by the other.

If it were her who was too late and was still lying on the bed, and the food was not good, she would not be able to avoid nagging her once with her soft temperament, how could she be like Mrs. Wei, taking the trouble to feed her by the spoonful, and she was so spoiled. There are no sides.

Where is this pet daughter?

This……

She was churning with jealousy, faintly retching in her stomach.

People's hearts are fleshy, and Wei Pingxi resented her mother for causing her to be separated from her family, but she still couldn't ignore the kindness of nurturing in the past 18 years.

18 years, not overnight, but more than 500 days.

In the Wei family, where family ties are weak, she has only Yan Qing as a "close relative" for more than 500 days. When she is hurt and hurt, she is the only one who loves and comforts her.

If even the last warmth in the Wei family is to be cut off completely, it will undoubtedly cut off all the love she has had for the word 'mother' for many years.

The porridge bowl was full, and she was fed breakfast. Mrs. Wei was busy returning to the small Buddha hall to worship the Buddha, and Wei Pingxi was finally willing to get down from the bed.

After a decadent night, I always have to stand up, and my life has to go on.

It's still the same sentence, if the mother doesn't let her down, she is still her mother.

She would like to respect her and respect her, and would protect her and save her life when something happened to her.

Wei Pingxi stepped on the wool blanket with his feet in his underwear: "Prepare your pen and ink, I want to write a letter."

"Yes, ma'am."

Not long after, the emerald and agate came forward with the four treasures of the study in their hands, dipped the tip of the brush in the ink, and spread out the white paper, Wei Pingxi had a thought: "Zhi Zhi, turn around."

Yuzhi did as he said.

The rice paper was spread on her back, and the fourth young lady helped the beauty carry the pen on her back to walk away.

The beauty curled her lips, and her tense heartstrings relaxed.

She would rather see Fourth Miss provoking and bullying her without hesitation than to see Wei Pingxi, who was depressed yesterday.

The Wei Pingxi she knew had always been free and unrestrained without being coerced by the world, freehand and romantic, a landscape of freedom.

It's not that you will be depressed when you encounter setbacks, and you will not give up on yourself, but you will uphold your spirit, be confident and resolute, be rebellious, and live arrogantly.

Dare to draw the sword in the Fushou Palace, dare to accept concubines in a world where men are superior to women, dare to throw their heads and blood, be brave and fearless to seek one's wishes, live a dazzling and self-contained life.

This is Miss Wei Si who has amazed the years.

Although her temperament is changeable, she does not hide her flaws. It is precisely because she is bad at times, and her soft-hearted and considerate appearance is even more heartbreaking.

Yu Zhi smiled lightly with his back to her.

"What are you laughing at?" Wei Pingxi wrote the letter and blew on the paper. The ink was dry and she handed the letter to the trusty agate: "Let me remind you. I must thoroughly investigate this matter."

"Yes!"

Ma Nao doesn't know about this matter, but what Miss Fourth wants to do, she and Fei Cui will support until death.

After writing the letter, Miss Si raised her arm and sniffed, sniffed herself, and sniffed Yu Zhi, Yu Zhi blushed because of her small gesture: "What are you doing?"

"I didn't take a shower last night, and I was sweating holding you, why don't I go to the bathroom?"

She makes an invitation.

Yu Zhi's legs and feet were weak: "I washed it last night and this morning..." Just let her go!She's been really weak lately.

"Wash me up?"

"are not you tired?"

Wei Pingxi was serious: "You don't understand this, I need to inhale the beauty's essence to recover."

"..."

I don't understand.

Yu Zhi half pushed and half obeyed her.

Entering the bathroom, the man was uncharacteristically honest.

While enjoying the beauty rubbing her back, Miss Si thought about the poison of 'forgetfulness' in her previous life.

It's ridiculous that she is in the Wei family, and everyone suspects her of harming her.

She looked gloomy.

Yu Zhi was dazzled by her beauty, trying to calm down, she kissed the back of Miss Fourth's neck: "Don't think so much, as long as you are alive, will you worry about the day when the truth will not come to light?"

With vigilance and precautions, it will be difficult for those behind the scenes to try to harm others.

Wei Pingxi lay in her arms, showing off his face, turned around and teased, "Come on, let Miss Ben breathe."

Her so-called qi was buried in the beauty's chest and inhaled the fragrance of milk.

Obviously he didn't do the exaggerated things like before, so Yu Zhi stumbled in embarrassment: "You, you..."

Seeing her silly and shy expression, Wei Pingxi suddenly felt better.

Yes, as long as you are alive, there will always be a day when the truth will come to light.

Whether it is a human or a ghost, what is she afraid of? !

……

"I'm furious!"

Princess Jiaorong turned around the queen mother angrily: "Grandmother, the queen mother treats Wei Pingxi very well! It's a gift of vegetables and countless rewards, she—"

She lowered her voice: "Isn't she aware?"

Or is it true that the power of blood relatives is so great, the empress acted calmly and properly, and she promised to keep Wei Pingxi away because of her jumping into the lake a while ago, but now she has changed her mind?

What is this for?To embarrass her on purpose?

The Empress Dowager Yan looked through the secret letters presented by her subordinates—they were all the records of her good daughter's daily relationship with Liu Boyan in the small courtyard on Xuanwu Street.

She said unhurriedly: "There are probably two reasons for the blatant love: first, mother and daughter's nature, and second, she has doubts."

Ji Qingyao prefers the latter for two reasons: "What should I do?"

"Staying still is just doing nothing at this time. It is wrong to do anything at this time, but there is one thing you have to do-you have to go to Ganning Palace to make a fuss, say that she is biased, and then go to His Majesty to cry and say that you are jealous. On the face of it, It's over."

"Just make noise and cry?"

Yan Hui glanced at her: "Otherwise? No matter how much doubt there is, there is no evidence to prove it. Even doubt, Yan Xiu has to protect you? Are you afraid that something will happen to you?"

"That's true." Ji Qingyao sneered: "I heard from the prince that I didn't go on New Year's Eve, and my mother and father were still sad."

"That's it, help grandma torment them well."

"Grandson knows what to do."

Just as she was talking, the cronies beside the Queen Mother rushed over: "Master, we have found the whereabouts of the midwife."

"grandmother!"

Empress Dowager Yan raised her hand to stop her yelling, her face sank like water: "Are you sure it's her?"

"Confirm." The confidant whispered: "Disfigured, limped, lived in Jiuliu Hutong, hidden deep, changed a lot, thanks to the vigilance of the people below, I found her whereabouts..."

A moment ago they were still saying that there was no evidence, but now the witnesses jumped into their palms, Ji Qingyao's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Grandmother, that woman will never live."

"Then kill it."

……

"Your Majesty, the news has been released."

"Keep an eye on it carefully, put a long line to catch big fish, don't really kill people."

In the imperial study room, Ji Ying held a paintbrush and patiently drew an orange cat on Baixuan: "Wait for the fish to bite the hook, and then Li Daitao will drag the person in, it will be of great use."

"Yes."

"Go down."

"Slave resigns."

The cat appeared vividly on the paper, and Ji Ying wore a pure white brocade dress: "Come and see, how is my painting?"

The great eunuch Yang Ruo leaned forward with a smile on his old face: "Wonderful!"

"Send it to the queen."

"Your Majesty." The palace man bent over and came in: "His Royal Highness is coming."

……

The door of the secret room opened, and Yan Qing walked in with no expression on her face: "What are you looking for again?"

The female Taoist snorted angrily: "I found the whereabouts of the old woman, and she is about to be killed or buried. Give me a word."

"..."

What happened more than ten years ago is still clear when I think about it now.

After a short silence, Yan Qing's expression turned cold: "He's still alive."

"Stay alive."

"Then tie it up and live under my nose."

"do not kill?"

"How boring is it to kill? Tie her up, break her tendons, and see where else she can escape?"

Gu Chenzi sighed twice: "Meeting you, your good daughter's life is really hard. Being loved by you, Ji Ying is too miserable, he is miserable, the queen is miserable, and the whole family is miserable. They all grew up eating the same rice , why did you grow crooked?"

The Yan family is one of the most famous families in the Yan Dynasty, with pearls and jade in front, it cannot be said that the Yan family's tutoring is not good.

Mrs. Wei twisted the rosary in her hand: "I worship the same master. Your junior brother saves people, and you kill people for me. One is good and the other is evil. You and I are just the same."

The female Taoist was satisfied with what she said, and smiled: "That's why we are made for each other."

"Do your thing."

……

The moon is dark and the wind kills the night.

In the capital, cramped Jiuliu Hutong.

Of course it would not be necessary for Xuanyin Patriarch to catch a person, the three men in black walked lightly, and happened to meet a group of people who came to silence them.

The two sides fought in a scuffle, and no one was able to take advantage of it, and they returned without success.

That night, the frightened midwife packed her bags and hid in a more secluded place, like a mouse burrowing into a sewer, hiding.

"waste!"

The queen mother slapped the table: "You can't even kill a woman who is about to die, what use are you for?"

"Master, calm down! It's not that he can't be killed, it's because someone is blocking him..."

"who?"

"People from the rivers and lakes."

"Isn't it from Ouchi?"

"Look at the martial arts and body skills, it's definitely not a master!"

Yan Hui restrained her anger and closed her eyes: "Dig the ground three feet to find out the person, destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces. If it doesn't work, you will come to see him."

……

"Not tied?"

Gu Chenzi tugged at the hair on the whisk: "The person sent out is blocked, and both sides will suffer."

"Why don't you go there yourself?"

"What a joke! I have three thousand disciples, why do I have to go out in person to tie a lame woman?" The female priest in white was very dazzling under the candlelight.

Yan Qing sneered: "Isn't it still defeated?"

"I can't run away. You should think about it, who wants to kill that woman?"

"Even if you close your eyes, you know it's a dead old woman from Fushou Palace. She wants to take advantage of me."

"It's up to you, one day you want to see blood in Fushou Palace, come to me again." Gu Chenzi lightly waved his whisk: "It's too late, I'm going to sleep."

She walked away along the stone path, and the other end of the long stone path was connected to the stronghold of Nudao in the capital.

Patriarch Xuanyin galloped around the world with evil ways, and more than half of the chaos in the palace 18 years ago was caused by her handwriting.

Not being able to tie up the midwife, Yan Qing snorted: Forget it, maybe the barefooted ones are afraid of the ones wearing shoes?

It was Yan Hui who should be anxious.

She went back to the inner room and fell asleep peacefully.

This night was full of waves.

Not to mention that the woman experienced several dangerous assassinations afterwards, a few days later, at three o'clock, she went to Qianning Palace.

A shivering and skinny old woman knelt on the brightly lit ground. Her long career as a fugitive made her shy like a rat born in a stinking ditch, afraid to see people.

The queen's voice hesitated: "This is..."

The emperor of the Yan Dynasty wore a robe with a jade belt, his eyes were like stars, and every word he uttered was inexplicably heavy: "This is the person who knew the truth back then—Nian Shi, raise your head."