"Mother, it's not good. Yun'er, who looked anxious, hurriedly ran in from outside the courtyard gate and knelt down in front of Wu Yan, who had teased the golden silk bird under the eaves.

"What are you doing in a panic? Get up and speak. Wu Yan looked at Yun'er who was kneeling on the ground, her face was surprised, she had never seen this girl so flustered.

"Niangniang, something happened to His Royal Highness the Prince. Yun'er whispered anxiously to Wu Yan.

"What?" Wu Yan's beautiful face immediately became stern.

"Say, what the hell is going on? The eyebrows are slightly together, and the apricot eyes are upside down.

Yun'er looked left and right, and the maids on both sides stepped aside with a very good look.

"Niangniang, the prime minister sent someone to send the news, and a subordinate of the prince's mansion risked his life to sue the emperor, saying that His Royal Highness was abusing and killing the maid in the mansion, and the emperor had sent someone to arrest the prince. The latter voice was already crying.

"What?" Wu Yan was holding in her hand with a small box containing bird food that fell to the ground and shattered.

His face turned pale, and his hands trembled a little.

"He'er, as I said earlier, something will happen, this kid. Wu Yan said incoherently, and suddenly looked at Yun'er.

"Quick, go to the Generalissimo's Mansion, and tell the Generalissimo to call him the crown prince, only they can save He'er. She ordered anxiously.

"Yes, slave and maid will go. Yun'er hurriedly walked out again.

Looking at Yun'er's disappearing back, Wu Yan held on to the pillar weakly, and the tears in her eyes couldn't help but flow.

After a moment, she wiped her tears and ordered the maids on both sides: "Go to Qingli Palace." ”

This time. Only that woman can save Wind River, although she is very reluctant to see her, although she hates her to the extreme in her heart, but for the sake of Wind River, she has to beg her, begging her to save Wind River for the sake of the aunt who used to be Wind River.

A small sedan chair hurriedly came to the gate of Qingli Palace, Wu Yan got off the sedan chair, stood at the gate of Qingli Palace, looked at the closed palace gate, and her heart turned upside down.

Although she is in the same house as her, she can only see one or two sides at most in a year. No one in this palace knows that this woman who lives in Qingli Palace is the supreme heroine in this palace.

I remember when the woman inside stepped into the palace of the great dragon. She lost the elegant and peaceful life of the crown princess, she once put down the shelf and worked hard to befriend her, and stammered her, just because she saw the blazing love in the eyes of the person she loved on the day of her wedding. She was afraid that this woman would take away the love that belonged to her. So please her in every possible way. I hope that one day she can stay away from Fengqing in her face, but in the end, she lives in Qingli Palace. became the most noble woman in this palace.

"Is the lady going to knock on the door?" asked the maid beside her softly.

After thinking about it, she resolutely turned her head, got on the sedan chair again, and "returned to the palace", her tone was slightly cold and arrogant.

She couldn't put down the shelf and begged her.

At this moment, on the square outside the Jinluan Palace, Feng Qing ordered people to set up the dragon case, he sat behind the dragon case with an expressionless face, and next to him, he sat Lord Hu and Prime Minister Fang of the Imperial Palace. His face was pale, and his body trembled slightly.

The sun overhead shone brightly on the earth, warm and bright. The blue sky is exceptionally clear and far-reaching, and a few white clouds are leisurely floating in the sky.

Feng Qing's eyes like a deep pool stared at Feng He kneeling in front of him, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry at the moment.

The lord of the government and the prime minister on the side kept wiping the sweat on their faces, and they were secretly bitter in their hearts.

The palace under the blue sky and white clouds was quiet to death, and even the swallows that were busy in the past did not fly over, and the sweat on Feng He's face fell to the ground, seeping into the bluestone paved ground in an instant.

"He'er, tell your father, what that maid said is true?" After a long time, Feng Qing asked lightly, and he couldn't hear any affection.

The more he was like this, the more frightened Feng He became, and the more uncertain Lord Hu and the prime minister on the side became.

His lips twitched, and Wind River tried to explain to his father, but he couldn't make a sound. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans fell one by one.

"Say!" suddenly he shouted, followed by an inkstone and smashed it towards the wind river, brushing the forehead of the wind river, and the blood gushed out in an instant.

"Your Majesty is angry. Lord Hu and Prime Minister Fang got up and knelt in front of Feng Qing.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry. The two of them persuaded in unison.

"You two get up. Feng Qing coldly ordered. His eyes glanced deeply at Feng He, and a trace of pain flashed silently.

At this time, I saw two people running in a hurry not far away, and one of them shouted while running: "The emperor is angry, the emperor is angry." "It was the slightly chubby Generalissimo Wu, and he was followed by the crown prince Qin Anwen. The two of them panted and ran to Feng Qing to take off their robes and kneel, "The emperor is angry, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a good heart, and he will never do such a thing." After the slightly chubby Lord Wu knelt down, he didn't wait for Feng Qing to speak, and was busy defending Feng He.

"Oh, did Lord Wu mean that I wronged the prince? You deserve to be the prince's good grandfather. Feng Qing sneered.

The elderly Marshal Wu was stunned, and hurriedly said: "Weichen doesn't dare to defend the prince, but the prince is the crown prince of Dalong, so I just ask the emperor not to lose his hand in anger for a while." ”

"Hmph. ”

Feng Qing snorted coldly with his nose. Then a pair of eagle-like eyes looked at Qin Anwen, who was kneeling on the ground, and said coldly, "Is Lord Taifu also here to speak for the prince?"

Qin Anwen wiped the sweat from his face, took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Weichen is the teacher of His Royal Highness the Prince, the student is at fault, and he thinks that the teacher has no way to teach, so Weichen is here to accept the guilt." ”

Immediately, two sharp rays of light shot on his face, Feng Qing looked at Qin Anwen gloomily, he didn't know what to think, and after a while, he ordered the palace people to bring tables and chairs to make Marshal Wu and Qin Anwen sit aside.

Feng He, who was kneeling on the ground, saw Marshal Wu and Lord Qin, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. I am no longer so nervous and scared.

"Since several important ministers of the court are here, then Lord Hu, you can first interrogate those subordinates. His eyes swept over the wind river on the ground, and he coldly ordered.

"Yes, Wechen obeyed. "Lord Hu is in his thirties, he is really from a small family, he entered the imperial court through the national examination, and he has been the parent official of the imperial city from the smallest county official, and he is honest and honest.

The first thing he tried was the butler of the Prince's Mansion.

The treacherous and cunning butler of the Prince's Mansion just bit it and said that the palace maid had made a mistake and was accidentally killed by a mistake when she was punished by Feng He.

The palace people in the back also said the same thing, and Feng He's face was slightly better. Peeked up. I happened to see Feng Qing's gloomy eyes and looked at him gloomily, and he hurriedly lowered his eyes again and knelt straight.

At this moment, Yin Feng came to the side with the maid who had complained. I saw that his face was stern and condensed. Silently walked up to Feng Qing and said something into his ear. Feng Qing looked at Feng He's eyes, and two fires were gradually burning.

"He'er, tell me how many souls of the prince's mansion have been buried in the desolate suburbs of Xishan. The cold words were like ice cubes from the thirty-nine heavens. Icy cold has no temperature. His voice wasn't very loud, but everyone present heard it.

"Father, I" Feng He finally dared to speak, but he couldn't say the rest of the words.

"Do you know this woman?" Feng Qing pointed to the servant girl who had complained, and asked him in a deep voice.

"Father, I don't know her, she framed me. There was a hint of timidity in Trembling's voice.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, how can you not know me, I worked as a slave in the Prince's Mansion with my sister, after the Chrysanthemum Exhibition last year, just because you were in a bad mood, I thought she was an eyesore, and I tortured her to death, and a few days ago you tortured and killed Fang'er in the Mansion, have you forgotten?" The woman's face was sad, and her voice trembled slightly.

Feng He's eyelids jumped, he tortured and killed a little maid after the chrysanthemum exhibition last year, but he never thought that she had a sister in his house.

Feng Qing didn't speak, just looked at Feng He gloomily.

"Chrysanthemum Exhibition" He silently thought in his heart, at last year's Chrysanthemum Exhibition, he was assassinated. Looking at the wind river, his eyes are even colder and more cloudy.

Under his father's cold gaze, Feng He didn't dare to raise his head.

"You bold slut, who told you to frame His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Suddenly, Generalissimo Wu asked angrily.

Feng Qing's eyes looked at the kneeling maid again, and the light in her eyes was like a leopard looking for prey in the mountains.

The maid was not afraid of Generalissimo Wu who ran in front of her, raised her head and looked bravely at Generalissimo Wu with murderous intent in her eyes, and she said in a deep voice:

"The slave and the maid and the younger sister were sold to the prince's mansion as maids since childhood, and my sister was only 12 years old when she died last year, and I still remember the screams of my sister when she was tortured and killed, and the sound always tore at my heart one after another. I want to avenge my sister, but there is no way to get revenge. Speaking of this, she paused, and with a pair of teary eyes, she looked at the kneeling prince Fenghe and said again: "I often hate that I am not even a dog, if I am a dog, I will also pick the heart of His Royal Highness the Prince, to see if that heart is made of meat?"

After a while, she calmed down a little and continued: "A few days ago, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince killed the little maid Fang'er in the house for no reason, just now this adult and I went to the outskirts of Xishan Wilderness to see Fang'er's corpse, although the corpse has rotted, but my lord please tell this adult, how many of Fang'er's bones are good?" Then ask the emperor and the adults to ask these slaves and maids who are kneeling on the ground, which of them is not afraid of the prince, and which one of them either worships God every day and asks His Royal Highness the prince to go well in everything, so that we can live for two more days, even if they die, they beg God not to let the prince torture us like that. In the last few words, she was full of grief and indignation.

Slowly, there was a faint suppressed cry from the group of kneeling subordinates of the Prince's Mansion, and gradually the cry spread across the city.

Feng He's body, which was kneeling on the ground, trembled more and more, and the despair that had just disappeared returned to his heart.

The cry was miserable and depressed, cold and sad, Xia Linhai, who was on the side, shook involuntarily, it felt like the wind was blowing in December, he looked up at the sky, thinking in his heart why the sky in May was still a little cold?

"Your Majesty, please make decisions for us, and Lord Hu, please make decisions for us. I don't know who took the lead in the cry, and suddenly such a voice converged into a earth-shattering sound.

The light in Feng Qing's eyes became colder and deeper. His face was getting darker and darker. (To be continued......)