Chapter 291: Turmoil (3)

Jing Zhenren raised his arm lightly, wrapped his arms around the emperor's neck, and there were tears in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, the posture of the slave willow, fortunately the emperor has mercy, and he is still breathing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info originally wanted to be with the emperor for a long time, who knows if this little wish of the slave can come true now. ā€

"Why not?" Because of the little woman's posture of Jing Zhenren, the emperor's manhood in his heart suddenly surged.

"I'm afraid someone has already put his hand into the palace. ā€

"What did you find?" said the emperor, and couldn't help but tighten the hand holding Jing Zhenren, making Jing Zhenren exclaim in pain. Only then did he let go of his hand and stared at Jing Zhenren's face.

"Does the emperor still remember Anfu back then?"

"Anfu, the eunuch who served my father?"

"Yes, it's this person!"

"This man was already crazy, he was going to kill him, but who knew that he was crazy, and he picked up horse manure and stuffed it in his mouth. When the emperor heard that it was this person, he was relieved.

"But has the emperor ever heard that this person is dead?"

"It's dead, that's not right, it's a hundred. The emperor said and took a drink from his glass. Jing Zhenren filled the emperor with wine again.

But the emperor didn't think that the time was very coincidental, how could a madman like Anfu run all over the palace, how could he collide with Princess Chaoyang and be killed. If Anfu hadn't gone crazy and had a connection with someone outside, then our affairs would be ......."

Jing Zhenren deliberately stopped talking and raised his eyes to look at the emperor.

The emperor is already upset because of the relationship between his children, and the weak body of the eldest prince is probably not able to survive before he reaches adulthood. The absence of children meant that he had to choose an heir from among his brothers, sons and nephews. Although he was reluctant to do so, he was helpless in this situation, because no matter how many medicines he used and how many famous doctors he hired, there was no improvement. For this reason, he suspected the queen, and the concubine drugged her, but there was no evidence, and he had a disagreement with the queen because of this. Therefore, he broke the jar and broke it, and enjoyed himself to the fullest. But at this time, Jing Zhenren's words suddenly alerted him, if his ugly things spread, it was still a question of whether he could die well.

"Who would want to expose this?" muttered the Emperor.

"This slave doesn't know, it's just because of Anfu's matter, he panicked, or the emperor still checked it for peace of mind. ā€

"Beauty, in this palace, you are the only one who thinks of me. The emperor said and took Jing Zhenren into his arms and rubbed it.

Although the emperor has no intention of governing the country, he is not a foolish person, and he is even more suspicious. Jing Zhenren's secretive words just made him suspicious. Among the brothers, the strongest is King Fu, if King Fu has any disobedience, then Anfu is the best excuse. Killing one's father, in the defiled palace, any of them can make themselves suffer from the world's shame. Regardless of whether Anfu is dead or alive, as long as he is a caring person, he can make a fuss about this matter. He couldn't help but regret that he hadn't made up his mind to kill An Fu at that time, leaving this aftermath behind.

In fact, Jing Zhenren's guess is the truth. King Fu wanted to take Anfu to Shandong, so Li Yi cooperated with Yang Xi to make such a play. Yang Xi didn't want to participate in this matter, but because it was entrusted by King Fu, and Li Yi's statement shocked him, and he was even more disdainful of the current emperor's freshmen, so he starred in a play with the princess. But for fear that the princess would know the truth and show her feet, Li Yi asked Yang Xi not to tell her about this matter, and to find an opportunity to talk about it later.

When Saitama visited the noble concubine, he asked the noble concubine to find someone to inform and appease her. The concubine was devoted to her nephew, so she agreed without hesitation. After a few discussions, he began to act.

First, the noble concubine sent the news to An Fu and told him how to act. On the other side, Yang Xi and Princess Chaoyang entered the palace to meet the Queen Mother, and Anfu pretended to have a mad attack and made trouble on the road, which made Princess Chaoyang angry and ordered Anfu to be beaten by thirty boards. Here, Li Yi had already bought off the people in the torture room, reported An Fu's death, and threw him to the mass grave to finish his work. Who would investigate the death of such a low-level eunuch. Secretly, Li Yi sent someone to send Anfu to Shandong. was originally a seamless thing, but Jing Zhenren inadvertently learned about Anfu's death and caused trouble.

The emperor sent someone to investigate, Anfu is not young, and the thirty boards have already died, not to mention where to find the corpse on the mass grave, so he didn't find anything wrong, and finally only dealt with the two little eunuchs who looked at Anfu. But in the end, he planted a thorn in his heart for King Fu and even Li Yi.

Besides, Qi Jiao returned to her palace and hurriedly picked up her pen and wrote a letter to her mother. Why didn't she give it to her father, because there was always some estrangement between her father in her mind, on the one hand, because of her father's contempt for her, and on the other hand, because of her father's insight into world affairs. If time could be reversed, she would never choose to enter the palace, and several years of court life made her bruised and exhausted. Everything was irretrievable, and the carved beams, the exquisite clothes, and the glory that had attracted her so much now seemed to be nothing more than an illusory dream, and the only thing that was certain was that this place was indeed not suitable for her.

On the contrary, she has always been jealous of the precautionary Saitama life and happiness, and the husband and wife are in love, which is really a joke when I think about it. I fought for a long time, but I earned such a result for myself.

Despite the grievances in her heart, Qi Jiao quickly wrote the letter. In the evening, she originally planned to ask her personal Aunt Cui to deliver the letter, but in the end she decided to go there herself to rest assured.

Because I didn't want to clean up, I just changed my clothes and went with my hair. When she arrived at the gate of Jing Zhenren's courtyard, Qi Jiao didn't dare to hold it up, and waited for Xiao Daotong to go in and report it.

At this time, the emperor was inside, and naturally heard Qi Jiao's visit, so he said impatiently:

"When I came back at this time, I said that Jing Zhenren was resting and didn't see any outsiders. ā€

Jing Zhenren knew that Qi Jiao was here to deliver the letter, so naturally she couldn't let her leave as the emperor said, but wanted to test the emperor's mind by the way, so she said with a smile:

"Why is the emperor bothering, Niangniang has not offended the emperor, I haven't seen you for many days, so why not see each other. ā€

"You're not jealous?" the emperor teased.

Jing Zhenren giggled,

"Slaves are so jealous?"

The emperor was very happy to be served by Jing Zhenren, so he said:

"Let the concubine in. ā€

When Qi Jiao heard that the emperor was here, she asked her to go in, she was overjoyed, knowing that this was the result of Jing Zhenren saying good things to her, and she couldn't help but be grateful to Jing Zhenren.

Qi Jiao came out in a hurry today, and she didn't have much heart to dress up, but she didn't expect that this kind of clear water hibiscus-like dress brought out her delicate face even more, which made the emperor who was used to seeing grace and luxury look in front of him. Among his new concubines who entered the palace, no one had such a beautiful appearance as Qi Jiao, and at this time, because of the anger of the scholar Wang towards Qi Jiao, he had already run away from the clouds.