Duanpin swallowed the steamed plum blossom cake with quick eyes and hands.

That made Min Weixiu deeply doubt how poor Da Chen was, and he couldn't even eat enough to eat in the palace?

Speaking of which, it was also a crime committed by the official family. There were 3,000 beauties in the harem, and an old concubine like Duan, who was colorless, childless and unpopular, did not even have a place to stand.

Duan Ping finished eating in one breath and then replied: "Sister Zhifu has always been weak. When she gave birth to the second prince, she was injured again. Her body was intermittent and could not see the wind. Speaking of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I remembered that the weather was particularly good that year, and Sister Zhifu's spirit was rare. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, I specially invited the queen to summon Sister Zhihui to the palace."

"We also drank osmanthus stew together and ate osmanthus cake. You don't know that the osmanthus cake made by Sister Zhifu is delicious. It is soft but not loose, glutinous but not greasy. One bite will not fall off after eating... With a pot of tea, and a few more pots of boiled kidney beans, you won't be so happy!"

Min Weixiu took back her speculation about Duanpin's poverty.

This person is obviously a delicious ghost, and he gets excited when he mentions eating!

What about the case? Why do you want to say osmanthus cake osmanthus stuffed and boiled kidney beans...

What to do? Min Weixiu felt that the plum blossom cake in front of her looked so dazzling. It was lonely and seemed to be missing her good sister Osmanthus Cake.

Madam Song, can you give me another plate of osmanthus cake?

Jiang Yanzhi coughed.

Duanpin was stunned, smiled embarrassedly, and then continued, "We are close to each other. Every time Yanzhi comes, he asks me to pay his leave on his behalf when he asks me to pay tribute."

As she said, her smile faded a little, she pursed her lips, and hesitated for a while before saying, "Your Highness, Sister Zhifu has been gone for so many years, and the second Highness... I dared to say that the past is like the wind, don't mention it again."

Jiang Yanzhi glanced at her deeply, glanced at the door, and walked to Zhihui.

Take out the golden lock from the sleeve and gently put it in front of her and shake it.

Zhihui turned the Buddhist beads and paused, "What is your intention in this? The second highman will no longer block your way. Why are you digging out old things about your sister? The dead are the most important. I hope your prince will cherish his feathers and don't do anything that makes people regret it."

Jiang Yanzhi stretched out a finger and knocked on the golden lock, "Hey, did you hear it? You sister don't want me to seek justice for you! Let me guess why? Well, because the person who killed you is her!"

Zhihui looked at Jiang Yanzhi's divine appearance, and the Buddhist beads in her hand turned desperately again.

"Are you afraid? Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Cramping Buddha's feet temporarily has no effect. Don't you come out yet? If you don't come out, I will throw you into the temple and let the monks recite scriptures and save them..."

Jiang Yanzhi said, looking at Zhihui's left hand, and smiled strangely, "I knew that you wanted to strangle the person who killed you! Get closer and let her feel your existence!"

Zhihui suddenly stood up and bowed to Jiang Yanzhi, "Your Highness, I don't have time to play with you like this..."

As she said, her face changed and she looked to her left quickly. Although there was no wind, she seemed to feel that it was so cold here, as if the cool breeze was blowing, causing her to get goosebumps all over.

Zhang, who was sitting on her hand, suddenly covered his right hand and screamed, "Ah! There are ghosts! There are ghosts!"

Zhihui took a few quick steps, left the original seat, and then looked inexplicably in the direction.

Jiang Yanzhi put away his joking expression and said seriously, "The case back then was quite suspicious."

"Even if Zhifu is in love with Yanzhi, why did he choose to pay tribute to the queen and do that? Even if Concubine Cai Shu didn't bring anyone to her that day, Duan Concubine Duan, who is her good sister, would come to visit her; the queen would send someone to greet her..."

"That morning, there must be someone going to her palace. In other words, someone will definitely find out about her and Yanzhi. This is the first thing that is wrong."

"Second, did Zhifu get sick that day? I asked the Tai Doctor Zhou, who had been treating Zhifu back then. He said that the night before, Zhifu did pass on the imperial doctor. It was said that during the Mid-Autumn Festival, she ate too much drunk crabs. Crabs were cold and had abdominal pain after eating them."

"It can be seen that she is sick, and it is true that she sent Yanzhi to take leave. How could such a person who has diarrhea and his legs are weak, and he still feels so happy to play bed in the blue sky and the sun? This is the second thing that is wrong."

While waiting for the three of them to come, Jiang Yanzhi was not idle either.

"Zhifu is sick, but Yanzhi does not. Who ordered the incense in her house? It was Yanzhi. Who finally proved that Zhifu did things that were miserable, and it was Yanzhi who proved it with his life to directly determine it. Whose person is Yanzhi? Who gave her good things and made her even want her life and do such a thing that she would do? "

Jiang Yanzhi said, looking at Zhihui, "Yanzhi is your person! Maybe I can't see it back then, but after so many years, what benefits did Yanzhi's family have achieved are clear and traceable. Lu Bing, tell me!"

To be honest, after hearing Madam Song said these words, Jiang Yanyi suddenly thought that Yanzhi had a problem, but who was behind her? She couldn't make a conclusion easily, so she sent Lu Bing to investigate.

When Lu Bing came back before, he gave him a signal at the door, and he was sure that the person who killed Zhifu was Zhihui.

But they are sisters. How much hatred does it have to make her do this ruthless move?

Before Lu Bing opened his mouth, Zhihui threw the Buddhist beads on the ground and said angrily, "No need to say, it's me. Yanzhi's brother gambled and owed a large amount of debt. I asked her to attack my sister on the grounds of repaying the debt."

Duan Ping, who had been sitting there, was confused, and when she heard this, she finally found her head, "What? What are you talking about? Why?"

Min Weixiu finally put down the plum blossom cake in her hand. She thought she was the stupidest, but she didn't expect that this Duanpin was even worse than hers.

Why else? Isn’t it for the old melon seed of the official family?

Who would have thought that this guy had only three sons! Everyone thought he could be the prince's biological mother!
Chapter completed!