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It rained three times on the leaves of the wutong.

Fine grains of rain fell in, soaking the bed in water. The person on the bed had her eyes half open. Her face was ghastly pale and almost deformed. Only a faint trace of her former appearance could be seen.

Her withered lips moved slightly as she spoke in a low voice. A servant girl wearing coarse clothes pushed open the door and hurriedly placed Nan Zhijun in a dry, dry place. "She got up to get a basin of hot water to dispel the cold, but when she stepped out, she recovered and went back to Nan Zhijun in a daze.

"Niangniang, maidservant is useless in the middle of the night. We can't find hot water." The servant wiped away her tears and complained for Nan Zhijun, "Niangniang, no matter what happens tomorrow, we have to find someone to repair this Ming Lu Palace. It's windy and leaking water, it's too unfair for Niangniang." As she spoke, the servant girl took off the wet clothes on Nan Zhijun's body, exposing a large area of her malevolent bedsores. It was a shocking sight to behold.

The servant girl could only sigh. Her hands and feet were much gentler, afraid that Nan Zhijun would be unwell in the slightest.

Suddenly, the servant girl used a bit more strength. Nan Zhijun's body trembled, but she bit her lips without uttering a single word. The servant quickly looked at Nan Zhijun, who only forced a smile. Her eyes were warm and dignified. In an instant, she gave off the majesty of a mother.

Thinking up to here, the servant girl changed Nan Zhijun's clothes and couldn't stop her heart from aching. "If it wasn't for that seductress Mrs. Yin using some demonic technique to confuse His Majesty, the Empress wouldn't have been forced into such a sorry state." "Your Majesty, it's true. Your Highness has put in a lot of effort and effort for the sake of us Dayuan. This servant really isn't worth it."

"How dare you, you lowly servant! How dare you jump to the conclusion of His Majesty?!" "Good elder sister, you are a noble empress, but you can't even discipline a servant properly. It's no wonder that your majesty couldn't care less about you." Her coquettish voice came closer and closer. The servant girl was frightened and frightened, but she stood behind Nan Zhijun, tightly staring at the door.

The Ming Lu Palace was remote and remote. Normally, they wouldn't even be able to find a servant that would pour water on the ground. Now that the empress had been sent to the palace, the concubines and imperial wives were all afraid that they would be affected by the empress's misfortune. They didn't even want to glance at the Ming-Lu Palace, so why would they come to visit in the middle of the night?

However, Nan Zhijun acted as if she knew who this guest was and said in a low voice, "Xingyu, help me get up." Although her voice was weak, it carried a natural calmness. Xingyu responded and helped Nan Zhijun to sit up.

Two well-dressed maidservants pushed open the door, and a beautiful woman entered. Its skin was white as snow, its eyes were clear as spring water, and its facial features were picturesque. On the flank of the crow was a phoenix hairpin, slightly swaying in the air with pure gold tassels, making it look even more alluring. She wore a light pink robe with a dark peony embroidered at the neck. Her lower body was covered in a red skirt and her figure was graceful. She stood there silently like a tranquil and tranquil daffodil flower.

He didn't show off or act wantonly. He just happened to stand there so lightly that it was hard for people to look away. She was dignified, polite, and gentle.

The sound of the rain became louder and louder. Suddenly, there was a clap of thunder and a clap of thunder could be heard. It lit up the entire dark and gloomy palace as if it was day.

"In the middle of the night, Mrs. Yin came to my Ming Lu Palace despite not being serving the Emperor in the Heart Nurturing Palace. It probably isn't just to see my current pathetic state, right?" Nan Zhijun's eyes were cold, and her voice was low and hoarse.

Mrs. Yin covered her mouth and chuckled, giving him the signal with her eyes. A servant girl then walked forward with a red lacquered plate and a flagon of wine on it. Mrs. Yin walked up and personally poured the wine. The rain was noisy, but it couldn't mask the gurgling sound of the wine as it entered the cup.

"His Majesty was very considerate of Elder Sister, the wine in this jug was Elder Sister's favorite plum wine in the past, it was sweet and sour at the end, refreshing and pleasant to the touch. If I hadn't known earlier that this wine had been soaked with poison, I probably would have stolen to taste it halfway through." Mrs. Yin smiled slightly, as if she was speaking in an extremely normal manner.

Xingyu's expression changed, she took a step forward and said sternly, "His Majesty and the Empress are husband and wife, how could he give the Empress any poison?" After speaking, he tried to help Nan Zhijun up. "Something must have gone wrong. Imperial Mother, please go meet His Majesty. His Majesty won't be so heartless."

Nan Zhijun pulled away from Xingyu. With an indifferent expression, she replied, "His Majesty should be sleeping. I'm afraid we won't be able to meet him now."

She stretched out her hand and took the wine cup. The night was thick and it was difficult to see the quality of the wine, but she guessed that it should be the same as she remembered.

Suddenly, she raised her hand and viciously brought it down. The wine cup fell to the ground with a crisp sound. As the wine spilled onto the ground, a sweet and sour aroma dispersed in all directions. It was truly a good smell.

"The Mu Rong family isn't afraid that my Nan Family will go the other way, a hundred thousand soldiers and horses will destroy the entire Da Yuan Palace?!"

Nan Zhijun's voice was harsh as determination filled her haggard face. A flame of vengeance flashed in her originally dull eyes, giving her an additional radiance that made it difficult to look straight at.

Mrs. Yin was not afraid. She smiled and said softly, "Of course I am." As he spoke, the corners of his lips curled up. His aura, which was as pure as a white lotus, suddenly revealed a trace of a sinister aura as he smiled.

He clapped his hands lightly and a servant girl walked in with a red wooden tray. The items on the wooden tray emitted a strong fishy smell and were covered in a thick red substance, making it difficult to see them clearly.

The servant girl put down the tray and left. Mrs. Yin smiled as she grabbed the thick red rock and viciously lifted it. Her voice was also soft, but at this moment, it was exceptionally eerie. "Isn't this the great head of the great General Nan? This is the antidote that taught His Majesty to be at ease!"

"Father!"

When she saw the object clearly, Nan Zhijun's indifferent expression was finally broken. She knelt on the ground with a thump and wailed in grief.

On top of the red wooden tray, a bloody head was placed there. The head had an extraordinary face and both eyes were wide open. There was a surprised and furious expression on its face. It was obvious that it had experienced something unexpected before its death.

"Nan Family plans to rebel and collude with the enemy nation, so the crime cannot be punished, but Your Majesty is merciful, and has observed General Nan's army for the rest of his life, so there have been many hardships. Also, we all know the general gist of things, so we've taken the initiative to share His Majesty's burdens, and have done our duty as subjects …" At this point, Mrs. Yin intentionally paused and looked at Nan Zhijun's face. Sure enough, Nan Zhijun was already trembling from anger. Xingyu hurriedly helped Nan Zhijun to calm down and looked so miserable!