After having lunch with Nan Muchen, Su Mumu burped and returned to the Nourishing Heart Hall.

Forsythia, who had been waiting for Su Mumu at the door early in the morning, saw Su Mumu coming back from a distance and happily greeted her.

"Empress, you are back."

Su Mumu hummed softly, rubbed her bloated belly, and muttered.

"In this golden cage, the thing that makes me reluctant to part with you the most is the cooking skills in the imperial dining room. I prepare various dishes every day, and everything is so delicious."

Pursing her lips in a funny way, Forsythia supported Su Mumu, who was muttering, and together they entered the side hall of the Yangxin Palace.

With quick hands and feet, she cooked some Jiao Sanxian soup to eliminate accumulated food, and placed the cup of Forsythia in Su Mumu's hand.

After drinking Jiao Sanxian Decoction, she felt much better in her stomach. Su Mumu looked around, but He Huan was nowhere to be seen.

"Forsythia, why haven't you seen He Huan?"

After falling asleep with He Huan, Forsythia quietly got up and went to the door to wait for Su Mumu to come back. When Su Mumu asked her, Forsythia returned indifferently.

"I'm afraid I haven't woken up from my nap."

She felt sleepy after eating, and Su Mumu suddenly felt a little tired. She stretched her waist lazily and told Forsythia to spread the quilt.

While waiting for Forsythia to clean up, Su Mumu staggered around in the yard.

There was a bang and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Su Mumu heard the sound and took a few steps to Forsythia's bedroom, opened the door and looked inside the room.

"He Huan!"

He Huan, who was spitting out black blood, fell in the middle of the house and was struggling in pain.

After seeing the scene in the room clearly, Su Mumu quickly came to the twisted and rolling body of He Huan and placed her hand on the pulse gate.

Forsythia, which had been tidied up, was going out to look for Su Mumu. The whole courtyard was looking for her, and she happened to see the door of her bedroom open. She looked inside to see the situation, and hurriedly came closer, and together with Su Mumu, they carried He Huan to the room.

On the bed.

"He Huan, what's going on?"

He Huan's unfocused eyes were fixed on Forsythia's face, and he opened his mouth to speak. Before he could make a sound, more black blood spurted out of his mouth.

Seeing this, Forsythia hurriedly found a wet towel and cleaned it up, but as soon as she finished wiping, black blood continued to flow out of her mouth and nose.

"Broken gut grass!"

By taking pulses and symptoms, Su Mumu quickly deduced that He Huan was poisoned.

"Mother, is there still hope?"

He shook his head heavily.

"It's too late."

Forsythia felt sad, and was afraid that He Huan would not leave cleanly, so she reluctantly found clean clothes and towels, scrubbed the body and changed clothes for He Huan, who was gradually losing more air than breathing.

This heartbreaking herb is highly poisonous. Although the Imperial Hospital in the palace has this medicine, if you want to propose its use, you need to go through layers of approval before it can be used. Su Mumu thought about it again and again and felt that He Huan had a chance of getting this medicine from the Imperial Hospital.

Very few. Could it be that someone brought them in from outside the palace?

"Forsythia, you have been spending the longest time with He Huan, do you know why she behaves like this?"

Forsythia shook her head sadly while she was busy cleaning up why Huan.

"When we were taking a nap just now, He Huan told Forsythia that she was lucky enough to be blessed by the grace of the empress. How could she be like this now? Forsythia really doesn't know."

Su Mumu looked around the room and there was no sign of a fight. There was only a dark porcelain bottle lying on the table in the middle of the floor.

I found a square handkerchief to hold it up, picked up the dark porcelain bottle, put it to my nose and took a light sniff. It was indeed the smell of heartbroken grass.

At this moment, He Huan's throat rattled and he swallowed his last breath while watching.

Forsythia hurriedly put on all her clothes before He Huan died, and with tears in his eyes, He Huan covered his face with a cloth. Two eunuchs were called to carry He Huan out of the Yangxin Hall.

"May I ask who this sister is?"

Following the two eunuchs who transported He Huan's body, Forsythia was stopped by a young eunuch as soon as she left the gate of Yangxin Hall.

"You little eunuch doesn't know the rules, and you can just point your fingers in front of Yangxin Palace. Which palace are you from? What are you doing for this?"

She was already in a bad mood, and someone stopped her and asked questions. Forsythia couldn't bear her temper and became a little angry.

"Sister, forgive me. I am a eunuch from the cleaning department who has recently entered the palace. I heard that an old friend is now serving the Queen in the Yangxin Palace. He happened to be ordered to clean the door of the Yangxin Palace today, so I came to ask."

Seeing that although this little eunuch's words and deeds were a bit abrupt, his words did not conceal any falsehood. Forsythia no longer argued with him.

"The Queen is the only one serving me. Where did the old friend's story come from? I'm afraid you got it wrong. What's more, the maids and eunuchs are not allowed to communicate privately. Seeing that you are a person who misses old friendships, I will spare you this time. However, it won’t happen next time.”

The little eunuch watched the two eunuchs carrying the corpse farther and farther away, and felt that the figure under the shroud was very familiar. He ran forward desperately and opened it, and at a glance he saw the dead He Huan.

"Baoer!"

The little eunuch screamed miserably and fainted. Forsythia couldn't help him, so he called the guard on duty at the door to come over and help him.

"Do you know He Huan?"

When the little eunuch woke up, Forsythia came forward and asked carefully.

The little eunuch was a little dazed by Forsythia's question. He thought for a moment and nodded.

Forsythia was very surprised when she saw this little eunuch. Although his face was full of sadness, he didn't shed a single tear.

"Girl, since Bao'er is dead, it doesn't make sense for me to live in this world. I saw Bao'er fully dressed, and you, girl, followed behind and said goodbye to her in tears. I think you were very good to her. So I told you Talk about me and Bao'er, even if we die, someone will know who we are."

Hearing this, Forsythia just listened silently and did not say anything casually. She thought to herself that hearing this old friend of He Huan talk about their past friendship would be worthy of the lonely and helpless spirit of He Huan.

"My surname is Liu and my name is Shangyu. I live by the Lingjiang River and I am a neighbor of Bao'er's family. When Bao'er was five years old, Bao'er and I were robbed and sold to Nanqi by human traffickers. Bao'er and I depended on each other and worked for the traffickers. Later, when Baoer was fifteen years old, the palace was looking for a maid. Seeing Baoer's charming appearance, the trafficker secretly sold Baoer into the palace. I was hidden by the trafficker. I just said that Bao'er was lost on his own. Later, after asking around, I found out that Bao'er was sold to the palace. I had no choice but to become a eunuch, just to reunite with Bao'er in the palace. Who knows, now But this is the ending. I think this is God's intentional arrangement, so I won't resent it. I just hope that I can be buried with Bao'er in the same place after death. I hope we can sleep in the same bed together in life, but I hope we can share the same hole in death."

After saying that, Liu Shangyu bit his tongue and committed suicide on the spot.

Unexpectedly, Forsythia, who had no time to stop her, immediately burst into tears, took the money, made her own decision, and ordered the eunuch to arrive.
Chapter completed!