Chapter 251 Pretending to be a ghost

In the Huichun Hall, Concubine Rong was lying on the bed and sleeping uneasily.

"Gold, jade, water..."

She murmured, too confused to open her eyes, but her throat was so dry that it felt like it was on fire.

After setting fire to the queen's palace, although it was Murong Qing who was arrested, she was still afraid, afraid that Murong Qing would confess her.

After a few days, due to the tight-knitted tone of the imperial guards, she found no news about Murong Qing who was in prison.

This made her mouth bristle with anxiety.

After shouting for a long time and receiving no answer from Jin Yu, the imperial concubine turned over and saw candles lit outside the gauze tent.

"Golden jade?"

She sat up and gently lifted the gauze curtain, only to find that there was no one in the palace.

Since she couldn't summon the maid and the teapot was placed on the round table, she had no choice but to get out of bed and pour it herself.

Seeing her look like this, Fang Anren took a sip of tea to suppress the corners of his mouth that couldn't help but rise.

"Ahem, everyone in the palace is like this, no one is good." Fang Anren said, "Don't be angry, it's not worth being angry for these people."

But he didn't expect that Ru Fei's child would actually live and become the great general of the Great Shun Dynasty.

Yan Ru looked at Shang Anren's pure eyes, and somehow she took the bowl of tea with ease.

In this way, in the eyes of the queen, she became a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh.

The way she puffed up her cheeks in anger was like the long-tailed squirrel Fang Anren saw in the woods. She was really cute.

This was actually a drama directed and performed by Concubine Rong. The letter that appeared quietly last night frightened her into confusion.

"Thank you."

Pei Mo wrote a letter, asking Fang Anren to take more care of Murong Qing, and asked his trusted aide to deliver it to Fang Anren, and then left the city.

Yan Ru had a vague guess from the beginning that Pei Mo had a good background, and it was confirmed this time.

Fang Anren scratched his slightly itchy ears and said softly.

Concubine Rong thought it was a master sent by Pei Mo who sneaked into her palace to deliver a letter. She was afraid that next time someone would show up like this unnoticed, the delivery would not be a letter, but a life-threatening knife.

"Okay." Yan Ru grabbed the handle of the chair and calmed down the fawn's pounding heartbeat.

"that……"

Yan Ru in prison bribed an eunuch who was running errands, and she knew immediately when there was news.

Soon, thinking of his wife who was still in prison, he adjusted his mood, got on his horse, and entered the palace to inquire about the progress of the Imperial Guard's investigation.

So his mantra also changed from "No one in the royal family is good" to "No one in the palace is good".

But she found a letter under the teacup. The imperial concubine was surprised and looked around the empty bedroom. Whose letter was this?

She picked it up and looked at it. There was no signature on the letter, so she opened it and read it.

Yan Ru said, the anger in her brows almost uncontrollable.

She sat on the ground, thinking in her mind, why didn't she want to report the queen's murder of Concubine Ru? If she helped Murong Qing, then Pei Mo, the general who controlled the country, would inevitably side with her.

"Damn it, you actually have the nerve to escape, it's so shameless!"

Inexplicably, he always felt heavy in his heart.

Fang Anren grew up in Beijing, and his mother met Ru Fei several times, so he also heard about the deceased Ru Fei.

"I don't believe it anymore. She can still hide in the palace for the rest of her life. At worst, I will set her palace on fire!"

Yan Ru was thoughtful, and then she suddenly realized why she hadn't thought of this good idea!

Yan Ru was confused, "What do you mean?"

But the wind was blowing fiercely in Huichun Palace, making the open windows creak.

By the time Fang Anren rushed to the city gate, the team escorting the prisoners had long disappeared.

Concubine Rong did not have a sharp mind, but ever since her father told her not to go against the queen easily, she knew that even if she hated the queen as a bitch, she could only swallow her anger.

"You'll know after you try it." Fang Anren said while rummaging through the boxes and cabinets looking for something.

The more she read, the paler her face became. At the end of the reading, she even collapsed to the ground like a puppet whose spinal cord had been detached.

It turned out that Fang Anren already knew Pei Mo's life experience. At first, he was just shocked, but he quickly accepted the truth.

Yan Ru went to Fang Anren to discuss countermeasures. The more she talked, the angrier she became. Finally, she punched the table, causing the lid of the teacup on the table to tremble.

Her fingertips were slightly cold, and when she took the tea, she touched the back of Fang Anren's generous hand. It was a perfectly normal move, but it made her feel as if a tingling sensation ran through her heart.

Concubine Rong was sweating profusely, her long nails scratched the letter paper, and she cursed Murong Qing in her heart that she was a lunatic!

How dare Murong Qing, that is the queen!

With that said, he poured a cup of tea for Yan Ru with his own hands, skimmed off the foam for her thoughtfully, and then brought it to her mouth, "Here, have a sip of tea to relieve your qi."

The two hit it off immediately and started preparing props after discussing it.

Fang Anren said with excitement, "We can pretend to be ghosts."

Finally, night falls.

Fang Anren thought for a moment, "This is not easy to handle. According to the palace maid, her bedroom is tightly closed, not even a fly can fly in. Food and drink are delivered to the door of the bedroom by people from the imperial kitchen.

Her maid came out to get it again, and she pretended to be quite presentable."

Fang Anren retracted his hand, clenched it into a fist and placed it on his knees. The woman's soft fingertips brushed the back of his hand like feathers. He felt as if the place where Yan Ru touched him was about to burn.

On this day, the second prince discussed with Pei Mo early in the morning the matter of escorting the prisoners, urging him to leave as soon as possible.

The night seemed extremely long.

She said, "As long as Concubine Rong is not completely conscientious, she will feel guilty when facing Concubine Ru's wronged soul."

"Since we can't enter Concubine Rong's palace, we might as well let Concubine Rong open the door to the palace by herself."

"We have to think of a way to at least lead Concubine Rong to the cell to meet the boss."

In the prison, Yan Ru still disguised herself as a guard to guard Murong Qing, while secretly inquiring about Concubine Rong.

The palace is peaceful, with a gentle breeze blowing from time to time.

As a result, just after noon, news came out from the Huichun Palace that Concubine Rong was ill and it was difficult to see people. The imperial doctor suggested that the door of Huichun Palace should be closed until Concubine Rong recovered.

But daylight still comes, just like fallen leaves always return to their roots.

The two of them said in unison, their eyes collided, and the next second they turned away at the same time.

Fang Anren frowned and saw the kite floating in the sky outside the window, and suddenly an idea came to him, "Yes!"

"You go ahead and say it."

Concubine Rong tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. The gust of wind blew the curtains in front of her bed flying wildly.

"Come here, close the window, come here!"

She sat up and shouted, and suddenly heard a faint call.

"Rongyan, Rongyan——"
Chapter completed!