The royal family reads her mind, and the cannon fodder daughter creates the Feihou Mansion

Meeting Ye Xuanqi's pitiful eyes, Song Yunxi stood there hesitantly.

Song Wentian's eyes flickered: "Xi'er, why don't you leave quickly?"

Qin Xubai decisively grabbed her wrist and said, "Xiao Si, let's go!"

Although she wanted to stay with Ye Xuanqi at this time, the feelings of her father and elder brother were more important.

Anyway, Ye Xuanqi’s life is no longer in danger, so there’s nothing wrong with seeing him again in a few days.

In the end, under the pitiful eyes of the Ye family, Song Yunxi still left with Song Wentian and Qin Xubai.

Ye Xuanrong was awakened by the pain in his palm.

Looking at his bandaged right hand, he tried hard to recall what had happened, but his brain had no memory except the eerie red color.

After being stabbed by Tao Yuechan, not only did his body become fragile, but even his mind seemed to be affected and he was always confused.

If Song Yunxi knew what he was thinking at this moment, she would definitely complain in her heart: Since that old witch, the Queen Mother, forced her to treat Ye Xuanrong, then don't blame her for secretly using some medicine.

That’s right, the drugs Song Yunxi gave Ye Xuanrong affected the brain nerves, and his mind would become slower and slower, and more and more sluggish.

She specially prepared this powder intending to use it on Shen Zhikang, but she didn't expect Ye Xuanke to get there first.

But it's not a waste no matter which cousin uses it.

Ye Xuanrong felt dizzy and was about to call someone to ask what happened last night when news came from the palace -

The imperial concubine passed away.

Ye Xuanrong seemed to have lost all consciousness and was completely stunned.

What did he just hear?

What does the death of the imperial concubine mean?

His mother was clearly in the palace, and he had even gone to the palace two days ago to discuss matters concerning his becoming the crown prince, and even had dinner with her...

"Your Highness...Your Highness, you need to enter the palace as soon as possible."

Urged by the servants in the mansion, Ye Xuanrong allowed them to change his clothes like a soulless doll, and then was pushed into the carriage. He was in a daze until he entered the palace.

He saw his mother's body. She was still as elegant and beautiful as ever, and looked like she was asleep.

But everyone told him that his mother was no longer there.

Ye Xuanrong didn't know what his mood was, he just felt like his whole heart was empty.

In the past, when his mother always controlled him and asked him to obey her, he was really annoyed and resented her. He even thought how good it would be if he didn't have her.

But now that his mother was really gone, he actually felt a sense of emptiness and sadness, as if he had been abandoned by everyone and was left alone in this world.

"Mother... Mother, wake up..."

He wanted to go forward to wake up his mother, but was stopped by someone: "Your Highness, please do not disturb the Imperial Concubine."

Not until the grief-stricken Ye Xuanrong was taken away did Concubine Shen in the coffin suddenly open her eyes and sit up.

"Miss, I really can't lie down anymore."

Sizhu couldn't help complaining. She had been lying there dressed as Concubine Shen for a long time. She felt it was more painful than death. If she had to lie there for three to five days, she would really die.

After Song Yunxi once again marveled at Wang Yuan's miraculous disguise skills, she smiled and comforted Sizhu: "Be good, lie down today, and let Qinghe lie down tomorrow, okay?"

Sizhu pleaded aggrievedly, "Miss, you can't lie to me. I will definitely let Sister Qinghe come to lie down tomorrow."

Song Yunxi nodded vigorously and promised: "Okay, your lady, I promise that I will only let you lie down for one day."

Sizhu glanced at the coffin in which she was lying, secretly complained about the bad luck in her heart, and then resigned herself to her fate and lay back down.

Ye Xuanqi looked towards Song Yunxi, his eyes clearly saying: Your ability to lie with open eyes is becoming more and more superb.

But Sizhu, who was always fooled by her, believed it again.

As soon as he left Linhua Palace, a eunuch came to report the news to Ye Xuanqi. Ye Xuanrong fainted due to excessive grief.

Song Yunxi said calmly: "It's better to faint, so as to avoid causing trouble when you wake up."

If he finds out that Concubine Shen is Sizhu in disguise, it will be troublesome.

Looking up at the dazzling sunlight in the sky, she murmured, "The Imperial Concubine has passed away. The ladies should enter the palace tomorrow, right?"

Ye Xuanqi nodded: "Yes, according to etiquette, I will go to the palace to mourn tomorrow."

Song Yunxi retracted her gaze: "I hope everything goes well."

"Don't worry, everything will go well."

Late at night, a thin mist filled the Linghua Palace. The palace servants fell down one by one, and the crackling sound of candlelight in the entire Linghua Palace became clearer and clearer.

In such dead silence, a man covered in a dense black robe appeared in the Linhua Palace.

The man in black robe walked slowly to the coffin and looked at the person in the coffin in the dim candlelight.

"I don't believe you're dead..."

It was a man's deep voice.

The man stretched out his hand to touch her cheek, but just as his hand was about to touch her face, his expression suddenly changed: "Oh no!"

When he realized that the person lying in the coffin was not his beloved one and was about to leave, he was captured by the silk and bamboo in the coffin and could not move.

The lights in Linhua Palace suddenly became bright, and the palace maid who had just been knocked unconscious was taken away by the imperial guards. Then Emperor Qinglong and his entourage appeared in Linhua Palace.

The man in black robe was afraid that his face would be seen, so he lowered his head even more and covered his face completely with the wide hat.

He tried desperately to break free from Sizhu's grip, but was unable to do so.

A silver needle with a cold glow appeared from between Sizhu's fingers and she stabbed it into the man's neck.

In just a moment, the man fell to the ground weakly, as if all his strength had been drained away.

"Let's have a quiz with prizes and guess who this shady thing is." Song Yunxi's voice was full of bad taste.

Qin Xubai and Ye Xuanqi both looked at her indulgently and indulged her mischief.

"You broke into Linhua Palace at night and you seem to be so familiar with the place. Let me guess why."

Song Yunxi blinked her eyes and pretended to be shocked, "Oh, could it be Shen Yaoqin's adulterer, the cheap father of Ye Xuanrong's bastard?"

Song Yunxi side-squinted at Emperor Qinglong, as if she wanted to stare a hole in his face, making Emperor Qinglong feel uncomfortable all over.

I rolled my eyes at her in annoyance: If you have something to say, just say it. If you have to fart, just fart. What do you mean by staring at me in a sarcastic way like that?

[I’m finally going to officially meet my adulterer. I hope my uncle won’t be so angry that he will have a brain hemorrhage or a stroke! ]

[What if he gets really angry and ends up in trouble? How about thinking of a way to get him to go back first? Anyway, he's been cheated on for so long, it doesn't matter if he cheats on him for a little longer, it's better than getting angry to death, and cheating is healthier.]

But Ye Xuan Ke could no longer hold back, and rushed towards the man in black robe with his long legs: "I want to see where this monster came from!"