The lights in Huining Hall were as bright as day.

The palace maids, chamberlains, and imperial doctors were all busy, which could not take away the chill of the night, and Zhang Xueyi's moans and sobs came from the deep palace courtyards.

"The officials...why haven't you come yet...?"

"My maid has sent someone to invite you."

"Then why don't the officials come..."

"The official is accompanying Lady Zhou in Xiangluan Pavilion. Lady Zhou's fetus is unstable..."

"She asked the officials to accompany her when her fetus was unstable. My life is almost gone, so the officials will not care about her?"

"..."

No one can answer this question.

At first, several palace maids from the Huining Palace were waiting around, but Xin Yi and Xing Yuan couldn't get involved in the slightest. Later, under Zhang Xueyi's endless questioning, crying and anger, the palace maids couldn't stand it.

I wish I could retreat so that Xin Yi could sit next to her and coax Zhang Xueyi and talk to her for a few words.

At the second watch, Zhang Xue had already fainted once.

The imperial doctor found out the death vein and said that the imperial concubine was so beautiful that she was probably going to die. But within half a quarter of an hour, Zhang Xueyi miraculously opened her eyes again and saw back and forth on the line of death. It could be said that she had a narrow escape...

She is a troublemaker, especially tonight.

Everyone in the palace was tortured by Zhang Xueyi in unspeakable agony, but her eyes were wide open and she seemed to be shining brightly. Sometimes she was crying and cursing in high spirits, and sometimes she was calling the officials like crazy.

The extremely tired imperial doctor and the palace officials cursed her countless times in their hearts to hurry up and see the Lord of Hell, but Zhang Xue just couldn't let go...

In the end, her throat was no longer able to make any sound, and she still refused to close her eyes. She kept looking at the door of the palace, crying silently, and opening and closing her mouth as if she was mumbling something.

"My wife is waiting for the official."

"If I don't see the official family, my wife will not feel at ease even if she leaves..."

"Woooooooo..."

A few younger girls cried first, and then there was a burst of sobbing in Huining Hall.

At this hour, the palace was completely silent.

Except for Huining Hall, all the palace lanterns were extinguished.

But I have no sleep tonight, and countless people are waiting with their eyes open.

Waiting for a generation of traitorous concubines to die.

Wait for that death knell to ring.

"Madam..."

"Woo woo, madam..."

The cry was pitiful. Xin Yi sat in the corner of Huining Hall, like an invisible person with no sense of existence.

Footsteps kept coming and going in front of her late at night, and people saw her but seemed not to see her.

Who would look at a blind man?

Xin Yi faced the candlelight numbly, pinching the knuckles of his left hand with his right hand, one after another, as if he was sitting in boredom, and seemed to be waiting for some opportunity to come...

"Xingyuan." She stood up suddenly, "Please accompany me out."

The palace is cold and quiet at night, and there seems to be murderous intent lurking everywhere.

The lights in Kunning Hall had been extinguished long ago, and it was so quiet that it seemed as if the noise from Huining Hall could not be heard.

Cao Yuzhang lay quietly on the bed, not sleepy.

The darkness stared at her like a ferocious beast with cold eyes, and the person sleeping in the gauze didn't move. She couldn't sleep well, couldn't stand the noise, and her brows became more and more frowning.

This harem is too noisy. Without Zhang Xue, it might be quiet for a few years. Although Zhao Guan's pair of eyes that are good at discovering beauty will never leave the harem empty for too long, the delicate ladies will do eighteen tricks in order to obtain the favor of the saint.

Despite his extraordinary martial arts skills and endless tricks, Cao Yuzhang enjoys the tranquility at this moment...

This is what a harem should be like.

There are no creeping conspiracies and calculations, and there is no life-or-death struggle with a vicious look.

This night, everything is silent.

Countless people, like her, are quietly waiting for a touch of spring breeze...

"Saint." The dim candlelight reflected the darkness into a warm yellow halo.

Cao Yuzhang unknowingly tensed up.

In the whirlpool of the palace, trouble is so inevitable.

"The saint is asleep, why bother him?" Hong Yun, who was keeping watch at night, asked alertly.

However, there was no hint of sleepiness in her voice, and there was even a hint of expectation in her voice, obviously she was also waiting for the wind to blow.

"The one in Huining Hall is dying..."

"The saint has said that she will not interfere with the affairs of Huining Palace. If there is anything to do, just go to the officials. It's such a night, don't disturb the saint's good sleep..."

"No, it's not someone coming from Huining Palace, it's someone coming to talk about Huining Palace."

Hongyun turned around and took a look at the vaguely swinging gauze curtain.

She knew that Queen Cao was not sleeping, so she was silent for a moment, and did not hear her master's stop, then she asked seriously: "What's the matter?"

"Please ask the saint to save Madam Zhang..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? A saint is not a doctor...Besides, have you forgotten how the man from Huining Palace bullied us? Where are you sticking your elbow when you eat something that is inside and outside..."

"The saint must take care of it this time."

The voice paused for a moment and sighed, "The visitor said that the person the saint wants to save is not the person from Huining Palace, but himself. The person from Huining Palace will not be alive for a few days, it will be a matter of time. But the saint will not show up tonight.

, Let’s not say whether the officials are to blame or not...it might be Kunning Hall’s turn next.”

Hongyun quietly approached the window and looked out.

The palace lantern reflects a person's shadow, making it difficult to see clearly.

There was movement in the gauze curtain behind.

Cao Yuzhang slowly sat up and said, "Change."

·

The wall of Huining Hall.

A person is lying on a green tile, blending into the night.

"Chirp...chirp..."

The birds chirped like a nightingale swooping through the forest.

He groped for a small yellow door against the base of the wall. After a moment of silence, two more chirping birds sounded outside. He listened with his ears straightened up and slowly opened a piece of brickwork on the wall.

Inside is an oil paper bag.

He took it out, put it to the tip of his nose, sniffed it, put the things in his arms in, and was about to close the wall tiles when a cool breeze suddenly came from behind, and a figure flashed in front of him. The little yellow door had no time to react, and a cold light flashed out.

The dagger was placed on his neck.

The man covered his mouth and his eyes flashed.

"Chirp...chirp..."

·

No one knows what kind of pain and torture Zhang Xueyi went through that night. His internal organs were in pain as if they were out of place. He was rolling on the bed, roaring, moaning and crying for the officials.

"The official family... I want to see the official family..."

"Master Yama, come and take my life quickly..."

Palace lanterns illuminate the path brightly.

Squeak! There are footsteps coming.

Zhang Xue also slowly raised his head, his eyes showing surprise.

"Official...family..."

Her smile froze on her face.

In the bright light was Cao Yuzhang's dignified and calm face. She was neatly dressed and made up exquisitely. She had an aura of ordinary but extraordinary faces that Zhang Xueyi disliked. Zhang Xueyi didn't know what it was called before, but she realized it at this moment.

, the tiger girl who was trained by a high-ranking aristocrat was different from her. She was born to be a queen.

Zhang Xue also softened helplessly.

Cao Yuzhang glanced at her paper-like face and frowned.

"How is Mrs. Zhang? Where is the imperial doctor? Why are you not waiting in the palace?"

Zhang Xueyi burst into tears.
To be continued...