Chapter 827

When the empress heard the footsteps, she immediately lifted up the bead curtain, met the door and asked, "magpie, have you heard anything?"

"Back to your mother, I heard some news, but I'm not sure whether the news is true."

"Say it."

"Back to the empress, I heard that the king forced the princess onto the cliff. The princess didn't want to come back with the king and jumped off the cliff with the man who took the princess."

The late imperial concubine felt deeply when she heard the speech, and then asked, "what? Lan'er jumped off the cliff with a man? Then... Is there any other news? After the princess jumped off the cliff? Is it life or death? Where is the king?"

The magpie shook her head. "The maidservant didn't hear. However, the maidservant heard that the princess jumped off the cliff and was hit by a red blood arrow."

"Red blood arrow? You said the king brought red blood arrow this time?"

There was a suffocating pain in the heart of the late imperial concubine. The red blood arrow will see blood when it comes out of the bow. The blood will not stop. The person who gets the arrow will not die! Ming'er loves Lan'er so much that he kills Lan'er? How much do you hate to kill your loved ones?

"Empress WanFei, are you all right?"

"The palace is all right. Go down first!"

"Yes, ma'am, I'm leaving." magpie hesitated and retreated.

"If you inquire about anything, report it to the palace immediately."

"Yes, madam."

Kill Laner tomorrow? He must be very angry.

Ming'er hates betrayal most. How can Lan'er jump off a cliff with a man? How did this happen? God, you will punish me for my bad luck. Everything is my fault. Please let my children be happy. Let me be a mother to bear all the responsibilities!

A cool wind blew, and the empress didn't look up. She already knew who was coming.

"What the maid said is not wonderful at all. Empress WanFei, do you want to know more about Yelv Hanming?"

Gu Hengyuan's words fell. People had flashed like lightning and entered the bedroom of the late imperial concubine, sat down in a chair, slowly picked up a teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

The late imperial concubine said nothing, and he was not angry at all, because he was in a good mood. This kind of joyful feeling is so happy!