When I looked over, the writhing between Ji Juan and Mrs. Zhao was in a fierce state, and Ji Juan dragged Mrs. Zhao to the well as if she was dying... Then, Mrs. Zhao broke free in the opposite direction of Ji Wan as if she was desperate... Then, blood stains began to appear in the places where Ji Wan skipped by, more and more... Then, Ji Juan's painful face began to lose its blood...

Tears blurred my vision, and I was about to blink my eyes and move my body to pull Ji Juan, but my eardrums were pierced by two screams.

To be precise, a muffled sound, an exclamation!

In the blink of an eye, my vision is much clearer, but I'd rather I didn't see clearly!

……

Heavy, I sat on the ground again, and my mind went blank until a large crowd of people poured into the tea garden, and the sound of Yingzheng's anger woke up the whole garden.

The stinging pain in the bottom of my heart activated some thoughts, but what kept floating in my mind was Mrs. Zhao struggling to get out of the middle, one fell to the ground with a hunting stagger, and Ji Juan, who was holding her on the other side, fell into the well because of the effect of the reverse thrust!

Fell into the well with a big belly stained with blood!

It's just a moment, but when you think back to your mind, it's as long as two thousand years have passed!

“… What's going on? Did you find Mrs. Jean? Dog minion, go down two more! If you don't give the widow a catch, Mrs., you all fill the well for the widow to be buried..."

Ying Zheng stood in the garden and gave orders irritablely, and there were watery guards at the mouth of the well who went down the rope to save people, and I was nervous, and I crawled to the edge of the well with difficulty, and cried on the edge of the well.

Mrs. Zhao was stunned opposite me.

The ladies who attended the birthday banquet behind Ying Zheng were surprisingly quiet.

Time freezes for a while!

"Found it!"

A faint shout came from the well, and the stagnant suspension that was stuck in everyone's mouths loosened slightly.

Ji Juan's body was miserable when she was lifted up, her whole clothes were attached to her body, and she was swollen, and what was even more worrying was that even if she had a grandmother covering her with a brocade cloth at the moment she came out of the well, I was still shocked by the blood flowing down the well water on her body.

Ji Juan left the tea garden, but none of Ying Zheng and the wives behind Ying Zheng who stayed in the tea garden moved half a step.

"Who sued the widow," Ying Zheng's emotionless voice was full of nameless coldness, he looked at Mrs. Zhao, and then looked at me without focus, and roared, "What happened?" ”

Ying Zheng asked word by word, if anyone interjects a sentence that is not very useful at this time, it will definitely die ugly.

Ji Juan was pushed into the well by Mrs. Zhao, but Mrs. Zhao was forcibly pulled by Ji Juan; It stands to reason that Mrs. Zhao caused the tragedy by mistake, but Ji Juan will not embarrass Mrs. Zhao for no reason...

With my now-dull and terrified instinctive spinning mind, I can't control what I can come up with with a reasonable description...

"It's her!"

Time was silent, and the focus was on me and Mrs. Zhao, and I didn't speak, and Mrs. Zhao suddenly screamed.

"It's her! Your Majesty, it's her, she killed Madame Jean! Because Ji Juan complained that she and Qi Guo did not send troops to rescue Yan Guo, the two of them tore their faces - the slave concubine was guilty, and the slave concubine had no time to stop this qiē! ”

Mrs. Zhao put down her hand pointing at me and knelt on the ground in pain.

A stream of cold and biting blood flowed upstream, from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, circulating back and forth in all corners of the body, and the cold people were in pain.

Everyone's eyes fell on me, and the first one was Yingzheng's gaze.

Ying Zheng is in a moment of anger, I don't know if he will directly order to kill me or kill me and Mrs. Zhao to explain today's terrifying scene, but I don't want to be a scapegoat for Mrs. Zhao silently.

"Your Majesty," I am eighty percent of the people who are going to die, so when I am cowardly, my eyes can meet Ying Zheng's eyes: "The slave concubine did not harm Mrs. Rang!" ”

Ying Zheng's eyes were indifferent through the ages, he stared at my firmness, and then looked at the sad and messy Mrs. Zhao, and his heart was tied to Ji Juan, and he gave an order hastily.

"Press into the dungeon!" After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he added bluntly: "All! ”

Lady Zhao and I were both pressed into the gloomy dungeon!

Looking at the food that was served and taken away untouched, my empty brain was not aware at all, and the only thing I was worried about in my heart was Ji Juan, except for guessing when I would be executed.

Before being imprisoned, I didn't hear the news of Ji Juan's break, it seems that Ying Zheng and others came in as soon as the incident happened, hoping that she could save her life.

Maybe it's because of Ying Zheng's own order, or maybe it's because I don't have any power or power, I can't hear any news in the dungeon, let alone see people.

I think Luo Onion must be in a hurry outside, maybe she is looking around to see me or bring me something in, and I want to tell her that she doesn't have to work in vain, but I can't pass it on, and I can't stop her from showing me this kind of affection for Tian Tianxi.

Human beings are social animals, and the relationship between social species will be more complicated than that of a single being, even during the reign of Ying Zheng, who has strict laws, there are always exceptions to personnel, for example, Zhao Gao, who swaggered in the dungeon isolated from the outside world due to Ying Zheng's orders.

When I saw Zhao Gao's face, which was much colder than usual when the guards respectfully and cautiously opened the door outside the cage where I was located, I knew that maybe Zhao Gao wanted to be honest with me.

"Blessed is Lady Creek!"

Zhao Gao followed Yingzheng in the Qin Palace when he was more than ten years old, and he was all shrewd in his bones, and the palace rules had infiltrated his five organs and six spleens, so even if he had despised me trapped in the cage in his heart, his surface work was still impeccable.

"How's Madame Jean?"

If I want to know about Ji Juan's condition, I can only ask him.

Zhao Gao's face was deplorable. "Let the lady be in danger, the king strictly ordered the imperial doctor to treat him wholeheartedly. However, the twenty-first son is gone. He finished his eyes and stared at me with a big prickly sting.

Twenty-one Childe? Ying Zheng actually ranked a child who died before he was born, then he must attach great importance to the early death of the child, so the crime of murdering the son must be very big.

The child of about seven months is gone, Ji Juan must be grief-stricken when she wakes up and knows, but I still hope that she can wake up, in my concept, the child is not as important as Ji Juan anyway. At seven months, the child must have been formed, and he died early before he saw the world...

Closing my eyes, the tears still flowed endlessly, for the dignified and elegant Ji Wan on weekdays, for my fear of seeing Ji Juan's miserable situation, and for me to fall in this dark place for no reason.

"Can Mrs. Brook's tears be said to be tears of repentance?"

Zhao Gao suddenly came to such a sentence, the second monk was confused, could it be that the incident had already been decided? In the blink of an eye, I saw Zhao Gao's smiling and vaguely cold face.

"Zhao Changzhi might as well say it directly."

An intuition of a sense of crisis came to my face, I understand, Zhao Gao is going to cut to the point.