"Ah!" A panicked cry, Wu Yan pointed to the dragon seat above the main hall.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, No! No, this is impossible, who dare you to pretend to be the Emperor? Come! Come! Arrest this fake emperor. ”

She screamed loudly, her face full of horror and her delicate body trembling violently.

Feng He looked at Feng Qing in the main hall in a daze, and at that moment he saw the big hand of the god of death squeezing towards him.

Sitting at the back of the dragon case in the main hall is the emperor Feng Qing of the big dragon, still dressed in black embroidered red and gold dragon brocade robe, his face is still majestic and cold, and next to him stands a man in a green shirt, with a silver mask on his face, and his hair bun is naturally fluctuating in the breeze through the hall, with a feeling of dust.

At the foot of the steps on the other side stood Yi Feng, sword in hand, with a serious and calm expression.

Next to him stood the blue and white Feng Ze, with an indifferent and gentle expression, and next to Feng Ze was Yao Ling, who was dressed in light purple clothes, and Yueming, who was dressed in white.

Around the main hall, there was an eagle guard in three steps, still dressed in black and masked, all of them holding swords and halberds.

All the doors of the "Bang Dang" hall were closed, and all the light was blocked out in an instant.

Xia Linhai, who was beside Feng He, quickly stepped up the steps and sang in a long voice: "Shang Chao-"

All the courtiers fell to their knees and shouted "Hurrah!

Although these courtiers who had cultivated to perfection couldn't understand the reason, after watching Xia Linhai's actions, they knew that it was indeed Feng Qing who was sitting on the other end.

At this moment, they are not allowed to figure out how the emperor died and came back to life. They only need to follow Xia Linhai's chanting to complete the ritual order that must be completed every day.

Feng Qing's gaze swept over the kneeling crowd, and after a moment, he said loudly: "Flat." ”

After waiting for the courtiers to stand up, he looked at Wu Yan and Feng He at the gate of the palace with a pair of bottomless eyes.

"Why don't the queen and the emperor's eldest son salute me?" asked them coldly, not seeing anything unusual, as if nothing had happened these days.

Wu Yan looked at him in a daze, and her whole body continued to shake like chaff.

The wind river on the side fluttered and knelt down involuntarily.

Although Wu Yan was weak and afraid, she was still unwilling.

After staring at Feng Qing for a while, she forcibly resisted her fear and walked forward step by step, and when she reached the dragon seat, she looked up at Feng Qing. A pair of beautiful almond eyes were full of scrutiny, fear, disbelief, and vague despair.

"Your Majesty has died. This is obvious to the courtiers, impossible, you are fake, who are you?" She questioned Feng Qing on the dragon's seat in a trembling voice.

Feng Qing looked at her coldly. A pair of eyes are like a cold ice cellar in winter, with indescribable coldness and ruthlessness.

"Who did the queen say I was?" he asked her rhetorically.

Don't wait for Wu Yan to answer. He waved his hand, "Someone, carry the people in the coffin out." ”

The main hall was extremely quiet. The sound of a drop of sweat falling on the ground can be heard.

Not long after, two eagle guards carried a man into the main hall, and all the courtiers looked over, and for a moment they all made surprised sounds.

"This, this. What the hell is this?"

Everyone saw that the person being carried had the exact same face as Feng Qing on the dragon seat.

Wu Yan also looked at it in a daze, and didn't know what to do for a while.

"Let the Min guards wake up. Feng Qing on the dragon throne ordered coldly.

The masked man in the green shirt next to him walked down the steps and came to the fake Fengqing, and after his slender fingers pointed at several acupuncture points on his body, he saw that the fake Fengqing's throat grunted, coughed lightly, and spit out a mung bean big green pill in his mouth.

The man in the green shirt took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve cage and poured out a red pill the size of a soybean and fed it into his mouth. It was only half a pillar of incense before the man opened his eyes.

Confused eyes looked around, Xu is eyes closed for a long time, he was a little uncomfortable with the light of the rising sun, subconsciously blocked it with his hand.

"Min Guard. Yi Feng stepped forward and screamed softly.

The fake Fengqing put down the hand that was blocking his eyes and looked at Yi Feng.

I shook and tried to stand up, but I was weak and had no strength.

"Guard Min doesn't have to get up. Feng Qing on the dragon seat still said lightly.

"Subordinate orders. Guard-Min's voice was clearly lacking in strength.

Wu Yan looked at everything in front of him in a daze, everything seemed to be an illusory dream.

Feng Qing's eyes swept over Yaoling on the side, and said lightly: "Princess Ningjun, you can tell the queen what all this is about." ”

Yao Ling nodded, and immediately faced the courtiers in the center of the main hall, and lightly opened her lips from Yi Feng to the Xuan Wang's Mansion to ask for help until she and Yueming replaced the real emperor with a fake emperor, and told it in a clear manner.

"No, it can't be. Wu Yan knelt down weakly, and Yun'er, who was holding her, also knelt down.

"When the emperor went to Fengming Palace, he didn't drink a sip of water, didn't eat a bowl of rice, and suddenly fainted, all this happened when Xia Linhai saw it with his own eyes, how could it be premeditated. Wu Yan's face was full of grievance and helplessness.

Yaoling smiled indifferently when she heard her say this: "Does Niang Niang think that poisoning must be related to eating and drinking?"

Hearing her say this, Wu Yan's eyelids jumped involuntarily, lowered her eyes and quickly glanced at Yun'er, seeing that her face was a little pale, and the hand that helped her was a little tight.

Yao Ling saw her expression in her eyes at a glance, and a contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Of course, this poison is not something that ordinary people can imagine. Since ancient times, it is the doctor's business to cure the disease and save people, and of course, the production of poison is also the doctor's business, but there is also a kind of poison that will make people die unconsciously in silence and even hallucinate to achieve the purpose of poisoning people. Speaking of this, she glanced at the kneeling Yun'er, and a faint trace of regret flashed in her eyes.

"That's the perfumer. Hearing her say this, the courtiers began to whisper and chatter.

Yao Ling's fawn-like eyes with curly eyelashes swept over everyone in the hall, and then said:

"Perfumers and physicians must be familiar with the characteristics and uses of various plants and plants, as well as their tastes. Doctors use the properties of plants and trees to make various pills to save people and see patients. The perfumer uses the smell of plants and trees to mix to make incense that is beneficial to the human body, such as calming the mind, soothing the chest and strengthening the spleen. Of course, if you can dispense medicine, you will dispense poison, and if you can make incense that is beneficial to people, you will match incense that is harmful to people. ”

Speaking of this, Yao Ling paused again, and then said slowly: "And the poison in the emperor is the incense burned in the queen's palace and the pot of orchids." ”

"What?" the ministers looked at Wu Yan who was kneeling in surprise.

"The scent of orchids is meant to produce limb-numbing toxins, and the incense burned must have been made from rhododendrons and delphinium in strict doses. The toxins are not fatal, but they are enough to cause numbness in the limbs, dizziness, and difficulty speaking. And that cup of tea that was spilled over was a medicine that accelerated the onset of poison. This is why when the emperor happened to faint, Chief Xia and the imperial doctor rushed back. Yao Ling's voice resounded again in the silent hall.

"Niangniang, am I right?" After speaking, she asked Wu Yan coldly.

Wu Yan's lowered eyes were full of panic. Suddenly, she turned around and shook her hand with a "snap", and the palm of her hand fell heavily on Yun'er's cheek on the side.

"You slut, but it turned out that it was all your hands and feet. At the same time she opened her mouth and cursed.

Yun'er covered her face with her hands. suddenly looked at Wu Yan in a daze. But in just one breath, the stunned look quickly calmed down. She immediately lowered her head, her face was pale, and her eyes were very calm and sad.

Yaoling didn't expect Wu Yan to suddenly hit Yun'er, she opened her mouth slightly and looked at Wu Yan in a daze. Then I looked at Yun'er again. The sympathy that I once gave to Wu Yan in my heart was swept away at that moment.

Feng Qing sat on a high throne. watched from the sidelines what was happening in front of him.

After beating Yun'er, Wu Yan hurriedly kowtowed again, and said with a cry: "Your Majesty." Atonement, the incense in the concubine's palace is taken care of by this minion, and the concubine doesn't know that the incense will be poisonous. She burst into tears.

Yaoling looked at the woman's face with delicate makeup, and suddenly felt like vomiting in her heart.

He looked at the wind river at the gate of the temple again, and when he saw that his face was dead, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Feng Qing didn't pay attention to Wu Yan, but just stared at Yun'er coldly with a pair of eyes like eagle eyes, and her gaze was extremely deep.

"Who is Yun Zhong you?" he asked coldly after a moment.

Yun'er, who was kneeling, shook violently.

She replied in a low voice, "It's the slave's father." ”

There were small sounds of surprise in the courtroom.

"Raise your head. Feng Qing ordered.

Yun'er slowly raised her head, and her left cheek was already red and swollen.

Feng Qing stared at her for a moment, and then asked, "You make the incense in Fengming Palace?"

Yun'er nodded. "Yes, it is made by slaves and maids, and all this has nothing to do with Niangniang and His Royal Highness. She looked calm and relieved.

"My Yun family is full of death, and the only one who survives is me, how can I not avenge my family?

In the palace, I endured hardship, flattering my mother and His Royal Highness, just so that one day I could get close to the emperor.

On that day, I learned that Niangniang wanted to see the emperor, so I lit the poisoned incense that had already been prepared in Fengming Palace.

I am afraid that the sudden death of the emperor will arouse suspicion, and I do not want to direct this suspicion to the eldest son of the emperor, who once saved my life. So I only used the soul-losing incense that was not very toxic, as Princess Ningjun said, the incense was made by mixing more than a dozen medicinal flowers that can make people's limbs numb, dizzy, dizzy, and speechless. ”

When she said these words, she was extremely calm and composed, and her expression was as if she were at home.

There was silence in the hall, and everyone looked at the little maid.

Feng Qing also looked at her, and was not angry at her words.

After a long time, he said lightly: "It is worthy of Yun Zhong's daughter, someone came to bring her down." ”

Immediately, two eagle guards pulled Yun'er up and took her out of the hall, and when she walked in front of Feng He, she twisted the hand of the eagle guard, knelt down, kowtowed to Feng He, and said softly: "The slave maid has affected His Highness." With that, he got up and walked out without looking back.

Yaoling looked at her back, saw her kowtow to Fenghe, and heard what she said, and her heart suddenly hurt for some reason. (To be continued......)