Chapter Twenty-Six: Is Human Life Like a Mustard?

The two eunuchs got the order, and one of them came in with a small palace maid in one hand and slammed it to the ground.

"Let me go...... Not me! ......" the little palace maid shouted, her voice hoarse, her clothes and sideburns were disheveled, and her face was full of panic.

Is it a butterfly?!

Did you catch it a long time ago? Looks like a night of interrogation?

Mama Zhu and Mama Sun stepped forward and slapped the little girl, which turned the cry into a whimper.

"I found the powder next to the stove where the butterfly decoction was made." The Queen Mother looked at Caidie with a sad face, "The person who harmed people is hiding next to Han'er!" The mourners didn't know! ”

There was no sound in the room, except for the butterflies shaking their heads and whimpering and sobbing.

Wang Erhan bit the corner of the quilt, his face as pale as paper.

Lu Ji looked at it coldly.

The killer was indeed beside her. But is it really a butterfly?

Zhao Zhiyin quietly shook her hand, and Lu Ji realized that his hands were cold, and a layer of cold sweat was oozing into his palms.

Bai Jin'er cried: "It's me who is not good...... There are wicked people around Sister Han'er, and I didn't even notice it! ”

The Queen Mother held her in her arms, and tears were also raining down, "Good boy, I don't blame you...... The bad guys are not written on their faces, how can they blame you? ……”

Wang Erhan's expression was dumbfounded, "I want to ...... again Cane to death? ”

"That's right! Right! Drag the butterflies out and kill them! Bai Jin'er sat up from the Queen Mother's arms and shouted angrily with tears.

"Yes!"

Immediately someone came out to drag the butterfly away.

Caidie cried heartbreakingly: "Little Lord save me! It's really not me...... How dare Caidie not care about the little master on weekdays...... Ask the little Lord to save the butterfly......"

Crying is hopeless. She herself understands that Biyue's fate will soon fall on her head.

Lu Jifen clenched his fists.

Zhao Zhiyin looked at her, and his huge palm wrapped her fist even tighter.

Wouldn't it be a trouble to come out at this time? You'd better be smarter.

Anyway, it's just a palace maid.

Let them go!

"Wait!" Lu Ji broke away from his hand and stood up.

"Sister!" Mei Nindong looked up at her in a panic and couldn't help but blurt out.

Even she knew that it was best to remain silent at this time.

If it weren't for hurting people's lives, Lu Ji would not have come out at this time.

The Queen Mother looked at her, her eyes were full of coldness, and a whitewashed face exposed the traces of the years at this moment.

When a woman is at her oldest, she writes all her intrigues on her face.

And such an expression was only fleeting on her face, and it was soon replaced by a cold and incomprehensible expression.

"What else does Lu Baolin have to say?" The Queen Mother asked dissatisfiedly.

Lu Ji said calmly: "There are still too many doubts in this matter. If Rainbow Butterfly is falsely accused, thenβ€”"

Glancing at the crowd, he spoke slowly.

"The person who harmed Wang Jieyu must still be outside the legal net."

No one answered for a while, and Caidie also looked at her with tears in shock, forgetting to cry.

"Oh?" The Queen Mother raised her eyebrows, "What suspicion?" ”

Lu Ji bit her lip, "If Caidie is really the culprit who harmed Wang Jieyu, how could she be stupid enough to put the medicine powder indiscriminately?" How could the perpetrator throw the murder weapon at will? ”

"Hmph." The Queen Mother sneered and glanced over, "You mean that the mourning family arrested the wrong person?" ”

Lu Ji shook his head. She felt powerless.

Once outside the palace, right and wrong and black and white will not be reversed, there is no light that must be hidden in the dark, and there is no truth that needs to be hidden.

She used to have such a warm and simple home.

Seriously, the palace gate is like the sea deep.

"No, it's just ......"

"The queen mother doesn't catch the wrong person." Zhao Zhiyin interrupted her coldly.

Lu Ji looked at him in astonishment.

He actually helped the Queen Mother speak?

"The emperor understands it." The Queen Mother was also a little surprised, but she quickly took over, "Lu Baolin doesn't have to bother, this matter has already come to light." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and motioned for someone to pull the butterfly down.

"Wait!" Lu Ji stepped forward to stop.

Mei Honeysuckle hurriedly tugged at the corners of her clothes.

Why did my sister become so uncontrollable? Didn't she still teach her to observe words and emotions and calm down on weekdays?

Lu Ji decided to make a last stand.

"In three days, I will definitely find ......"

"Enough!" Wang Erhan suddenly hugged his head and shouted in pain, "You all go out!" All out! Roll on! ”

The Queen Mother and Bai Jin'er immediately surrounded her to comfort her, but Wang Erhan cried bitterly, stomping his feet hysterically and shouting.

"Let her go! Butterflies are released! Let go of Biyue! Let them go! ”

The Queen Mother hugged her and said distressedly: "Silly child...... Just let go of the people who hurt you? ”

Lu Ji also wanted to explain: "I can find ......"

"Let's go." Zhao Zhiyin's tone was still cold, and he stood up to interrupt her.

"Xigong Road is far from inconvenient, the emperor might as well rest in Yanxi Palace nearby." The Queen Mother said suddenly.

Zhao Zhiyin looked at Bai Jin'er, who bowed his head at a loss, "No." ”

As he spoke, he ignored Lu Ji's struggle, picked her up and left.

Mei Rongdong saluted the three queen mothers and hurriedly followed.

Out of Zhongcui Palace, Zhao Zhiyin immediately shook off Lu Ji's hand and walked forward with a cold face.

"Sister......" Mei Rongdong followed, grabbed her hand worriedly, and glanced at Zhao Zhiyin's back, "What's wrong with the emperor?" ”

Lu Ji didn't notice it. She is also immersed in the frustration of not being able to save the butterfly. I don't know what her fate will be.

Why is life in the palace so low?

Even Zhao Zhiyin thinks so, they are lowly and it is not a pity to die.

Yes, he is the head of a country, whose life is not like a mustard?

Didn't he say that night? He could have killed her as soon as he wanted to.

Thinking of this made her feel even more sad.

The tenderness of smiling at her, the concern of visiting every day, the deep affection in the open and in the dark......

It's so indifferent.

She wanted to cry a little, thinking of the worries of her mother Aunt Zhou before entering the palace.

Can the intrigue in the red wall and green tile accommodate a stubborn person like her?

I seemed to hear Aunt Zhou muttering Buddhist scriptures again, and the beads in her hand turned quickly.

I saw my father holding the palace sedan chair and said to himself that the prosperity and decline of the Lu family will be with her from now on.

I heard Aunt Liu's coughing advice again: "Ji'er, be relieved......"

Lu Ji stood outside the gate of Zhongcui Palace, reflecting the lights of Zhongcui Palace in the dark, with the wet ground in the palace under his feet, and the smell of the tide in the rainy season was also filled with the air.

Tears rained down.

Didn't you promise your mother not to fight?

Now, is it a dispute?

After all, she failed everyone's hearts and herself.

Lu Ji silently shed tears, and the attendants and others who accompanied him were also silent.

"Sister, why are you ......" Mei Nindong was at a loss, and took out a silk from her sleeve to wipe her tears.

The girl's silk silk carries a fragrance, and this fragrance seems to remind her of something.

Right!

Even if you can't save the butterfly, you can save Wang Erhan!

"Lu Ji."

Zhao Zhiyin's gentle voice suddenly sounded in front of her again, interrupting her chaotic thoughts.

The moment Lu Ji raised his head, the tears were shining, the tips of his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his face was full of tears, like a picture of Xi Shi.

I don't know when Zhao Zhiyin turned back again, and I don't know when he stood in front of them again.

"Go to Chuxiu Palace," he coughed lightly, pulling his thoughts back and whispering, "I have something to tell you." ”

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