Huo Qingzhuo's mourning hall is located in the palace where she once lived for a while.

It was even more here than outside, with white spiritist flags everywhere and the smell of burning paper money and incense sticks wafting through the courtyard.

A gust of wind blew, and charred paper ashes flew everywhere.

When Song Beibei passed, there were still some palace people cleaning, and they were cautiously discussing Huo Qingzhuo's death.

"I have been serving in the palace for more than 20 years, and for the first time I know that the concubine can also hold funerals in the palace."

"That's right, in the past, only the queen could have this treatment when she died."

"The emperor is really affectionate to Concubine Huo, ......"

Song Beibei walked to the main hall, knelt in front of Huo Qingzhuo's coffin, and subconsciously listened to the words of the palace people.

She felt that she couldn't figure out what kind of person Fu Cheng was now.

Shouldn't he be a ruthless, ruthless man?

Why is the evaluation of him in the palace mouth all about affection and righteousness, for the country and the people?

The two palace cleaners packed up and left here.

The rest of the palace people were almost all arranged to serve others in other places.

In the empty hall, only Song Beibei was left.

I don't know when the wind picked up, blowing the spirit flags outside, and it made a loud noise.

Everything, in this night, is extraordinary. Ghastly.

Song Beibei clasped his hands together and sincerely repented: "I'm sorry, Concubine Huo, I don't know what I would do like that......"

She really didn't expect that she would kill someone one day, she suddenly felt that she was similar to Fu Cheng, only someone was in her way, and they all used this extreme way to get rid of them......

Or, she finally understood Fu Cheng and felt that he was not so bad......

Before she could finish her remorse and guilt, she suddenly felt an unknown force approaching her behind her.

Song Beibei's heart was beating like a beat.

She turned around slowly, and a dark shadow suddenly flashed in front of her!

Song Beibei subconsciously wanted to scream, but the next moment he was covered by the man in front of him.

Song Beibei's eyes widened and he pulled his hand away: "Brother Zhaozhao, why are you here?" ”

Shen Zhao said dissatisfiedly: "I still have to ask you, why don't you go back?" Your big brother and I have been waiting for you for a day. ”

In the evening, Song Qingdu was about to lose patience and came directly to the palace to ask for someone.

However, Shen Zhao stopped Song Qing and secretly sneaked in to find Song Beibei.

Song Beibei's tears fell all of a sudden, leaning on Shen Zhao's chest, and he was full of remorse: "I killed Concubine Huo with my own hands, if my eldest brother knew, he would definitely not want my sister......"

"You killed Concubine Huo?" Shen Zhao reached out and touched her head, there was no fever.

Song Beibei nodded while crying: "Yes, I also found the bloody clothes I wore when I killed people, as well as the knife I used......"

Shen Zhaozhen didn't know why she thought that.

He held her face and made her look at himself: "Silly girl, do you take the things in your dream seriously?" ”

Song Beibei shook his head: "At first, I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a reality, but I really found evidence, I dug up the bloody clothes and the murder weapon under the big tree, and Concubine Huo really killed ...... me."

Shen Zhao interrupted her with a smile: "Impossible." ”

"It's true, there is evidence ......"

Shen Zhao wiped away her tears: "Absolutely impossible, because Concubine Huo is still alive." ”

Song Beibei was stunned for a moment, and it took a while to come back to his senses: "Are you serious? Is Concubine Huo really alive? ”

Shen Zhao nodded: "Of course." ”

"Then the coffin behind me is empty?"

"No, I specially found that charred corpse to deceive the emperor."

Song Beibei was completely stunned...... Could it be that your memories are fake?

Shen Zhao took her hand: "You go out of the palace with me, and I will take you to see her." ”

"Good! We're out of the palace now! ”

Song Beibei immediately stood up and pulled Shen Zhao to go out.

Suddenly, there was another sound of footsteps in the courtyard.

Song Beibei recognized whose footsteps it was, and whispered to Shen Zhao: "The emperor is here." ”

Shen Zhao secretly entered the palace again tonight, he didn't want Fu Cheng to know, so as not to cause extraneous branches, thought about it, pushed open the coffin in front of him with one palm, picked up Song Beibei with the other hand, and lay in with her.

In the coffin, there was also a charred corpse, even though he had already put on gorgeous clothes, it still made Song Beibei so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.

Fortunately, there is a unique way of preserving the corpse in the palace, so this charred corpse has no other smell except for the smell of burning.

Shen Zhao hugged Song Beibei into his arms, pushed the corpse aside, and comforted in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, this is not Concubine Huo's corpse." ”

Song Beibei: "......"

Isn't there no need to be afraid of Concubine Huo's corpse?

It's a corpse, and she's scared of it!

However, with him, Song Beibei is indeed much more at ease.

……

Outside, Fu Cheng also walked into the main hall.

He originally thought that Song Beibei would be here, but he didn't expect to come in and find that there was no one around.

He would never have thought that the little girl would hide in the coffin, but there was a solid corpse in the coffin, he knew that Song Beibei was timid and did not dare to lie with the dead.

Fu Cheng called Liu Xu, who was standing outside and was waiting for him, and asked, "Can you see Song Beibei?" ”

Liu Xu replied with a smile: "I haven't seen it, the slave just came back from dealing with the queen's trip." ”

Fu Cheng thought that Song Beibei might have left for a while because of something, and he would come back later, so he sat on the futon, intending to wait for him to come back.

Liu Xu didn't leave, and seeing that the emperor was in a good mood today, he asked, "The emperor is so happy because Song Beibei is not in a hurry to leave the palace?" ”

Fu Cheng glanced at him lightly: "What do you want to say?" ”

Liu Xu smiled: "The slave also sees that the emperor is different from before. The former emperor was a benevolent monarch, but in the eyes of the minions, he had no courage at all. Today's emperor is strategizing and asking the servants to be willing to convince him, but only one thing the slaves don't understand, that is, why is the emperor so obsessed with Song Beibei? ”

There was silence in the hall.

Liu Xu was afraid that the moody emperor would be angry, so he hurriedly explained the reason why he asked.

"Your Majesty, you are the pride of the sky, Song Beibei's appearance is indeed good, but she is young and has not grown up, and it is not for nothing that she wants to find a more beautiful woman than her. The slave really didn't understand why the emperor was so obsessed with Song Beibei. ”

Fu Cheng may be in a good mood and rarely have a desire to share.

He said lightly: "Because, she is the only light in my dark life." I've enjoyed enough of the position of power, but in the end it's just a passing thing. Only she is irreplaceable. So no matter what means I use, I'm going to get her. ”

……

In the black coffin, Song Beibei couldn't see Shen Zhao's face at all, but he could feel that he was so angry.

But at this time, Song Beibei didn't dare to open his mouth to comfort him. If someone outside hears it, that's the end of it.

She hesitated for a moment, slowly groped for his face and lips in the darkness, and leaned over to kiss him.

In this way, she tried to remove the anger in his heart.

Lovers who have been separated for a long time, in this dark and narrow coffin, carry death on their backs and kiss deeply.