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Meishuang and Qingwu immediately protected Bingyan behind him. The man ignored others at this time. As soon as he entered, he rushed to the inner hall and looked at the coffin without even having time to stop him.

Bing Heng followed behind, with a dark face, Ning changed from An's face, and stood up and said, "Prime Minister Bing is here."

"The Third Prince..." Bing Heng's mouth moved, but he couldn't say anything. He said whatever he wanted. He could not be resurrected by the way. That was his daughter. Wouldn't he say this to himself?

Ning Cong'an couldn't say anything, and even felt guilty. After all, Bing Xuan's death was very responsible. Even if he chose another time, he would kill this bitch. But Bing Heng was an old fox. He was terrible to see something about him. Once Bing Xuan and Bing Qi died, his bond with the Prime Minister's Mansion became much weaker.

"Prime Minister..." Ning Cong'an thought, his eyes turned red, and tears were in his eyes that he could not fall.

A woman sheds tears, which is a weak and pity for others, which makes people feel distressed.

Men shed tears. The so-called man is determined by all directions. Men will not shed tears easily, but they are not sad. They would rather not fall from the right time, which makes people feel that he has feelings and righteousness and makes you admire his character.

Bing Heng had a lot of words to say, but this was hard for him to say. The two good daughters died just like this, making Bing Heng believe that Bing Xuan died only after a long illness. It was too difficult for Bing Qi to die unexpectedly, but he also knew that Bing Xuan should have died long ago. Bing Xuan could die a hundred times if he was a sin of a filthy royal family.

From the accident to the last few incidents, Bing Heng has gradually been disappointed with her and given up on her.

Later, she fought with Bing Qi, and Bing Heng felt very embarrassed and was a little resentful towards Bing Xuan. This time he thought more clearly about what Bing Qi was about.

Bing Heng didn't say anything, but Ning could see clearly from An's eyes, and just whispered: "Prime Minister Bing, things are a bit complicated, and it's not convenient here, but I will give you an explanation."

Bing Heng could only nod and sat aside with a calm face. If something really happened here, it would be of no benefit to anyone in front of people from all over the world.

"My son, why are you dead?

Dead..." Fang, who ran into the inner hall, cried.

Fang had only Bingxuan in his life. The greater the expectations of Bingxuan, the greater the disappointment and even despair of Bingxuan, she, the prime minister's wife, who is now completely undermined, has on one hand some old concubines of Aunt Ning, holding the gifts of the Prime Minister's Mansion in her hands, and on the other hand, Aunt Qian, who was raised by Bingheng and had children outside. Fang is now less and less in the mansion.

If it weren't for the Fang family's origin, even if they had a breakup, it would be better to have a breakup. If it weren't for the fact that Fang's wife would appear in normal times, Bing Heng would probably not know what to do with the other party now.

Fang felt sad. All her expectations for her daughter are gone now and her daughter is dead. What should she do if she wants to do? What will she do in the future!

Fang was so angry that he was so angry that he fainted violently. There was a person guarding the inner hall. When the servant saw this, he helped Fang leave with his hands and feet. Fang did not react too much. Those who boasted that Bing Xuan died were sympathetic and understanding. Fang was already lying in the guest room of the prince's mansion.

Ning Yue and Bingyan didn't go far, so naturally they knew that they also went to the backyard.

The more you go, the more ladies you can come and go, all the way to the backyard and the yard of the imperial concubine Liu Mingmei.

Since the real princess Bing Xuan is dead, Liu Mingmei is Ning Cong'an's cousin and the imperial concubine. She is the most hopeful to take the position of the prince's concubine directly. With her background, there are many people who have come to the mansion to please her now.

When Bingyan and Ning Yue came in, Liu Mingmei's eyes were red, and she looked like she was crying miserably. The two of them could not be comforted. Liu Mingmei took the opportunity to squeeze out a few golden beans around her eyes with a handkerchief, and mourned herself: "The prince's concubine is both talented and beautiful, and is the first beauty in the world. Why did such a beautiful beauty die so early? In the prince's mansion, I and the prince's concubine are also in love with each other. No matter what happened before, I have been in contact for a long time, and I have a relationship. The prince's concubine kicked away with her legs. The third prince and the people in the mansion are all sad and painful. Prince's concubine..."

When Liu Mingmei said this, many people in the room said

The relationship was not very good. Bing Xuan's reputation was so good before, and too many unmarried men were concerned about it. Although he did a few stupid things later, there were still some people who were thinking about it. Some of them were imperial concubines, some were young women who got married, and some were unmarried ladies. Many of them were suppressed by Bing Xuan.

Originally, with a little sympathy and sadness, when Liu Mingmei mentioned the old story again, his heart became uncomfortable. The sympathy dissipated, and some people were even quite happy. Bing Xuan finally died. Seeing that those men were still thinking about it, it was good to die.

Bingyan noticed the joy that flashed through Liu Mingmei's eyes. Liu Mingmei's handkerchief almost didn't leave her eyes. Although the white pink on her face was painted, her mouth turned bright red, which contrasted with the white clothes and the overly white face, which made her look more charming.

Ning Yue snorted from her nose. She definitely looked down on Bingxuan. She felt that she deserved it after she died. As far as she knew, Bingxuan had hurt Bingyan for many times, but looking at Liu Mingmei's pretending, she secretly looked down on Xiaojing's appearance even more.

Not necessarily in this room, but no one will expose it. One is the dead princess who have no value, and the other is the one who controls the prince's mansion and is most likely to become the prince's concubine in the future. Who would be so stupid?

When he heard Liu Mingmei's sad words, he was filled with a sad look on his face: "Prince Concubine, you should be mourning. The deep love between you and the princess is touching. The princess has a spirit in the sky and doesn't want to see you so sad."

"Yes, the third prince is in a bad mood now, but he still has to live a life. In the future, the imperial concubine will work hard and take good care of the third prince, which is also the key."

"Wuwuwu, it's this gift. My heart is so heart. When I heard that the prince's concubine was dead, I felt like she was pulling a rope, which hurts so much!" Liu Mingmei held a handkerchief and patted her chest, looking like that was the case.

Ning Yue couldn't stand her appearance, so she said a few words and followed Bingyan out. As soon as she went out, a soft and tender beauty in plain clothes with four or five servants who had raised her belly came over and immediately bowed to the person she saw: "I have seen the third princess and the second lady."

Bingyan looked at this person and narrowed her eyes. The purpose of her trip was also related to her!
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