8 Confinement in the East Palace

Probably no one has ever dared to go against their "will" so much, just open up the truth of the matter so nakedly, so that the emperor was stunned, and after he reacted, he was furious: "Presumptuous, where is the slave, is it your turn to speak here, come on, pull this dog slave down and take off his head!" ”

"Father, no."

When the guards came in to take Qiu Xiaobei away, Fan Shenxi stopped him, his voice was textured, which made the guards stand subconsciously, and he himself looked faint, as if he had almost been condemned and pleaded for mercy, but it didn't affect him at all, and he said officially: "Father, he can't die yet." ”

The emperor narrowed his eyes and slashed the crown prince.

But no matter how angry he looked, the depths of his eyes were not as angry as he was.

Under the emperor's gaze, Fan Shenxi didn't raise his eyebrows: "As far as Erchen knows, Concubine Zhou had summoned him before his death, and as soon as he left, the news of Zhou's violent death came, and Erchen believes that he has a lot to do with Zhou's death." ”

Qiu Xiaobei's heart jumped, and then she felt normal, her words and deeds were under surveillance, she had seen the matter of the side concubine, how could the prince not know.

Her head was still on the ground, her eyes in a trance waiting for the verdict.

Her time seemed to have stopped, but the fermentation of the incident continued, Fan Shenxi looked at Zhou Guifei: "Guifei Niangniang, don't you want to seek justice for your son's side concubine, this murderer hasn't been found yet, so she cut off the clues, I'm afraid that Guifei Niangniang won't follow, right?" ”

Zhou Guifei wiped her tears with a handkerchief and covered the look on her face, if she didn't care about it now, or directly let the little eunuch die, it would be tantamount to slapping herself in the face, after a slight pause, she cried and looked at the emperor pitifully, and without saying anything, she could make the emperor soft-hearted.

The emperor patted her hand resting on his chest and snorted coldly: "What does the prince think?" Let him go? ”

"Of course not." Fan Shenxi didn't even glance at Qiu Xiaobei, "The person died in the Erchen Palace, and the Erchen won't touch it, since it wants to be investigated, it will naturally be handed over to the Nei Ting Division." ”

Not to mention that the emperor's eyebrows and eyes were opened, and Gonggong Li, who was kneeling behind the prince, had a trace of shock on his face.

The Inner Ting Division, which is equivalent to the exclusive criminal department of the inner courtyard of the palace, no matter who it is, how high or low the status is, as long as you enter the Inner Ting Division, you have to take off a layer of skin.

The little eunuch was pregnant, although he didn't know how he was pregnant with a man's body, but he didn't have much better health than other pregnant women, once he entered the Inner Ting Division, the consequences were completely unimaginable.

The emperor sneered: "You are willing to do it." ”

Fan Shen lowered his eyes and looked at his heart, with a cold and cold look.

"Give this slave to the Inner Ting Division, and be sure to investigate the death of the crown prince's concubine." After the emperor gave the order, he immediately glared at the rebel Fan Shenxi, "The prince can't escape his duties, from today on, the East Palace will be confined for three months, and the prince will not be allowed to participate in government affairs." ”

Qiu Xiaobei, who was grabbed by the guards by the shoulder, just heard the emperor's last words, and she breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

is only confined for three months, for Fan Shenxi, the loss is not big, and her game is not too bad.

She couldn't help but turn her head to look at him, and saw him sitting alone in a wheelchair, bowing his head slightly, his face was calm and unwavering, he was like a painting, the son in the painting was so beautiful that it made people's hearts move, but the paper was cold, and the person in the painting could never give you a trace of response......