Meng Zixian lay on the rocking chair, bored out of her mind. The rocking chair made her want to fall asleep. She yawned and stretched, "Ling'er, I want to go out to play."

Ling'er took the teacup and said, "Young master, you should be more obedient these days. Don't take the risk."

Meng Zixian sighed helplessly, "But these days are too boring." He tilted his head and glanced at Ling'er, his innocent eyes blinking. He was yawning so much that tears were flowing out of his eyes.

Ling'er didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Little master, you're fine. You can learn embroidery, painting, zither, or Tao Ye."

"Good, you actually dare to start now!?" Meng Zi was cursing, but he was too lazy to move his body. As he talked, he became drowsy and fell asleep on the deck chair.

Before she fell asleep, Meng Zixian thought embroidery was a good way to pass the time, so she decided to try it and see if she could make a wad of silver and give it away.

Ever since Huai Qingge had begged Meng Zixian, she had not come again. Every day, she would cry bitterly and wash her face with tears. She wanted to die but she could not, and when she looked at the hairpin her mother had given her, her heart was filled with desolation.

She had been born into a concubine and had been sent to the palace as a substitute for her daughter. It was a pity that her mother's status was so low that she had no choice but to enter the palace and become a sacrifice for the sake of her mother's life.

Worry and worry were accumulated in her heart. It was better for her to live than to die, or to be like a corpse without a soul, living in constant fear.

When she heard that Huai Qingge was seriously ill, Meng Zixian could only be curious. In the end, she couldn't hold it in and decided to go take a look. After all, they had some friendship.

The palace that Huai Qingge lived in was pitch black at this moment. The wind was blowing and it felt cold to climb up from the back of her head. This was not a place where the palace concubines lived, but more like a ghost house.

She snuck into the bedroom and found the little palace maid sleeping on the side. She felt that something was off and couldn't help but reach out to check for breath. When she found out that the little palace maid was dead, she quickly walked inside.

The room was pitch dark. He couldn't see his fingers even if he stretched his hand out, so he continued to walk inside. He found a pungent smell lingering around his nose.

Walking to the bedside of Huai Qingge and opening the curtain, her eyes were wide open in anger, her mouth was wide open, and traces of blood flowed from the corners of her lips.

It seemed like Huai Qingge had died, but the state of death was too miserable, causing people to feel a chill run down their spines.

Meng Zixian left the palace with heavy thoughts and did not sleep well the whole night. As she closed her eyes, she saw Huai Qingge standing in front of her, glaring at her angrily, as if she was complaining about something, she slowly walked towards her. Meng Zixian found that she could not move, and watched as she was grabbed by the neck by Huai Qingge.

Ah--!" Meng Zixian sat up suddenly, breathing heavily. Cold sweat had soaked her clothes.

Hearing the commotion, Ling'er asked softly, "Little master, are you having a nightmare?"

Meng Zixian looked at his hands and could not help but touch his neck as he muttered to himself, "Huai Qingge is dead."

Hearing that, Ling'er covered her mouth and exclaimed, "What? She actually died. " As Ling'er thought about it, she felt a chill run down her spine. She had just seen this person a few days ago.

"I can't tell anyone yet." Meng Zixian facepalmed, "I can only wait for people to find her. There's really no other way." The place where Meng Zixian was upset was here. She couldn't trust anyone right now, and Song Que couldn't do anything about the harem. She could only wait.

Six days later, when a palace maid discovered them, both Huai Qingge and her servant girl had already started to stink and rot. When Jingfei received the news, she immediately went to deal with it.

In the end, one after the other, Huai Qingge left behind a confession letter and wrote out the Huai Family's evidence. Even with the Qi Family involved, the evidence was still in her hands and it took her a while to get it off.

This matter spread like wildfire throughout the harem.

If one wanted to suspect who killed Huai Qingge, the first suspect would be Chen Huai Zhi.

Meng Zixian put on her palace uniform. She wore a plain white dress with dark patterns embroidered on it. She combed her hair and put on a simple red hairpin before going to the Jinglan Palace.

When Chen Huai heard that she wanted to see him, he didn't avoid her and calmly called for someone to welcome Meng Zijing in.

She was calm and composed, and did not seem surprised at all. Meng Zixian walked in front of her and questioned, "Huai Qingge, did you kill him?"

Chen Huai Zi sneered, "Kill her? I don't even care about dirtying my hands. " She seemed to truly not care at all: "I have even said that if she dares to die, I will bury her entire family with her."

She spread out her hands and looked at Meng Zixian with a helpless and funny expression, "Look, I haven't even made a move, and she already broke the news about the Huai Family's crimes. I'm very happy to see that."

Meng Ziqin did not believe him, "Do you dare to swear that you did not kill Huai Qingge? Didn't you forge the evidence? "

Chen Huaizhi looked at her as if she was looking at a joke. She slowly stood up and arrogantly asked, "Why should I swear to you? Who are you?" She slowly approached Meng Zixian, pointed at her heart, and said, "Besides, I don't believe you. I don't believe in the Buddha, but I do believe in myself!"

"You have a guilty conscience."

"Even if I am, why should I prove anything to you?"

Chen Huai Zhua revealed a mocking smile, disdainful to turn around, sitting back on the bench, pouring tea for himself, every move, unusually elegant.

Meng Zixian thought that this woman was just like a white lotus on the surface, but in fact, she was completely dark!

She didn't know why she came here today. To argue with such a person was the stupidest choice she had ever made in her life!

Chen Huaizhi had treated her well in the past. Although the first time they met, she had thought of killing him to keep her mouth shut, but after they got along well, she didn't know why, but in the blink of an eye, she had changed.

Even if Gu Jingyuan called her lucky, Song Qishen's heart had never changed. Why did she have to do this? He had made himself unrecognizable and cruel.

"You look very contemptuous of my looks." Chen Huai Zhong slowly looked at his fingernails, which had just been recently made. "Who are you? It's just a dog by Qi He's side. How dare you criticize me?"

"I will tell you this without any worries. Huai Qingge wasn't killed by me, but she died. Her family, I said that if she died, these people will be buried with her." Chen Huai Zai spoke slowly and told this cruel story, "He just died in such a ridiculous manner. I am very angry."