The Empress Behind the Veil
Chapter 974
If Consort Chang had not brought her up, she would never have suspected any of this forever.
Oi! I am an article!
“What? Concubine Zhen, do you believe?”
Zhao Xueyan asked coldly, her eyes glare extremely sharp.
Oi! I am an article!
Concubine Zhen shook her head dejectedly, she looked at Zhao Xueyan bitterly: “Sister Cousin, now you are the only person I trust, I.”.
“Concubine Chang must have gone mad, in vain I helped her like this.”
“Sister Cousin, why do you think Consort Chang can say that?”
“I remember when she was going to be taken to Zhihua Palace, the woman ****** surnamed Ye was going to visit her. Right, it must have been him who did something secretly, he must have said something to Consort Chang.”
Oi! I am an article!
“Really...” It took a long time for Consort Zhen to say this word, the remark was so stiff that he himself could barely accept it.
“Zhen’er, you have to believe in Big Brother, how could Big Brother do that? This must be the woman's argument***** that, she wants to make us devastated. You don't panic.”
“Silver Cousin, I know.”
“Listen to my words, you return first to Qingyang Palace to rest, do not go to see Consort Chang first for some time, I will take care of the next problem.” Zhao Xueyan said comfortingly in a deep voice, but her eyes instead squinted dangerously. Consort Chang, since you don't want to take the path of life and want to choose a dead end, then I can't keep you anymore.
“Cousin Brother, do you think we can still save Consort Chang?” Concubine Zhen looked at Zhao Xueyan expectantly, as Zhao Xueyan was his only chance.
Zhao Xueyan nodded, her calm countenance suddenly turning cold, she clasped Consort Zhen's hand and said: “I will think of a way to not let Consort Chang suffer!” In the last sentence, Zhao Xueyan deepened her tone. Yes, don't let Consort Chang suffer, because if he dies then he won't be able to feel any more pain.
August is over…
Osmanthus flowers were blooming in the backyard of Xuanyi Pavilion.
Ye Wushuang wanted to make osmanthus jam, so early in the morning Ye Wushuang had already gone to pick up some fresh osmanthus.
Upon entering the pavilion, Yangui was looking for himself. When he saw Ye Wushuang appear, Yangui let out a sigh of relief, the look of Yangui who seemed to think he was missing made Ye Wushuang very amused.
“Yangui, why? Lately you look very panicked, do you not feel tired?”
Ye Wushuang said as she placed the flowers in the basket, took out a silk handkerchief then gently handed it to Yangui: “Seka sweatmu.”
After Yangui took it, he nodded with a serious look and said: “Thank you, Concubine Ye.”
“Did something happen again in Palace?” Ye Wushuang asked flatly, then Ye Wushuang picked up the pale yellow flower that was in the basket, placed it in front of her nose to sniff, sighed in satisfaction and said: “The smell is very good, I really like the scent of osmanthus.”
“Concubine Ye, Consort Chang is dead.”
That short greeting instantly made Ye Wushuang's hand tremble, the petals of osmanthus instantly fell from her hand.
There was a slight look of regret on Ye Wushuang's pretty face, it took a long time for Ye Wushuang to refocus, Ye Wushuang stared fixedly at Yangui and said: “When did that happen?”
“Tast night.”
“How did he die?”
“I heard of suicide by biting his tongue.”
“Suicide?” Ye Wushuang snorted coldly. In Ye Wushuang's heart thought, Consort Chang is very strong, he is not the type of person who would kill himself easily.
“Yes, he was fine a few days ago, although his heart was evil but it was enough to make others feel sad because he died suddenly like this.” Yangui said in a deep voice, his expression somewhat solemn. Yangui no matter who died and who lived, after all he worked for the Prince for many years, he had often seen people who died. Just thinking about Consort Chang dying strangely, it was afraid that it would only bring disaster to him and Consort Ye.
