Chuxiu Palace, in the front hall.

The air seemed to freeze suddenly.

Emperor Jingde's eyes were like eagle eyes, staring closely at the somewhat pale Empress He Yanxin in front of him.

"Answer me."

Emperor Jingde suddenly let out a loud shout, which resounded throughout the front hall. He slowly stood up and walked towards her, coming to her.

“......”

He Yanxin was silent, and there was no panic in his eyes. At this moment, she wanted to know what he would say to her?

"Huh."

"I still remember you when I got married."

"So fresh and gentle, virtuous and virtuous."

"But now?"

"Look at you, what do you look like?"

"As the lord of the six houses, the mother is the world. should have set an example for women in the world. But what about you? Conniving at relatives to bend the law for bribes, forming parties for personal gain and framing loyalty. ”

"Plundering the people's fat and anointing, the people complained."

"Murder and arson, do all kinds of evil."

"For the sake of the family's interests, disregard for the country's society."

"You, damn it."

The more Emperor Jingde spoke, the more angry he became, and he slowly leaned down, with a little cold light in his eyes, and reprimanded her sharply.

"The concubine doesn't think there's anything wrong."

"As a mother, the concubine just wants to fight for some vested interests for her son. In this huge harem, who doesn't do this? ”

"The concubine's methods are indeed ruthless."

"But who is the ultimate culprit in this situation?"

"The Holy One maybe, he knows it."

"Zhe'er is the only concubine of the saint, and you don't care about it."

"And the others?"

"If the concubines can't be stronger, even if they are the masters of the six palaces, I'm afraid they will already be swallowed up and there will be no scum left."

"The concubine's heart is like a snake and scorpion?"

"What about you, Holy Lord? Isn't it cold and ruthless? ”

He Yanxin also stood up, not to be outdone, and looked at him, and his momentum did not weaken him a little bit.

"Smack."

A sound came suddenly.

Emperor Jingdedi stretched out his hand and slapped her in the face.

"You're too presumptuous."

"Dare to quibble?"

Emperor Jingde's eyes were full of anger and he yelled at her.

"Huh."

At the corner of He Yanxin's mouth, a stream of blood flowed out. She reached out and took out the silk handkerchief, and wiped it casually, as if she didn't care.

"Now Zhe'er is gone."

"The concubine has no other hope in her heart, and there is no other choice."

"Only the He family can still be relied on as a concubine, otherwise, Concubine Min's current situation is a lesson for concubines."

"Also, the Holy One should not think that what he is doing is very secretive. Above the court and in the harem, there are many smart people. ”

"The Holy One must not lift a stone and hit himself in the foot."

He Yanxin's face was almost hideous, revealing a crazy color.

"You're crazy."

Emperor Jingde's heart froze, as if he had noticed something. On his face, there was some disappointment, some shock, and some ruthlessness. Within a breath, countless expressions swirled back and forth on his face. In the blink of an eye, he was back to normal. A thought flashed through his mind, and he wished he could kill her right away. But he also knew in his heart that he would move his whole body if he pulled a hair.

He forced himself to hold back.

"I still have a fold to be reviewed."

"You, do it yourself."

Emperor Jingde turned around and walked away.

"That's right, Queen."

"Don't blame me for not warning you."

"What I can give to the He family can also be taken back."

When she was about to reach the door, Emperor Jingde stopped, didn't look back, and said to her gloomily.

With that, he strode out of the front hall.

"Huh."

"Really?"

"How can a concubine sit still?"

He Yanxin narrowed his eyes slightly, unimpressed by what he said before leaving. Now that Zhe'er is deceased, she no longer has any scruples when she does things.

I'm afraid it may not be as you wish.

*

Chuxiu Palace, the place at the gate of the palace.

After Emperor Jingde came out, he did not immediately ascend to the imperial chariot. He stood here, his face a little cloudy. Secretly pondering the meaning of the words spoken by the queen in the front hall just now.

What is she hinting at?

What does she know?

Emperor Jingde couldn't understand a little, how could the queen know his layout and ideas. Could it be that there are some chess pieces around him? Or has someone secretly leaked secrets to the He family?

Debao, Yang Shen? Or who?

Emperor Jingde shook his head slightly, denying such thoughts in his heart. These two men were faithful to him and could never turn their backs on him.

So who could it be?

Emperor Jingde was confused, and his heart was flooded with murderous intent.

"Whew."

"Swing the temple of the heart."

Don't think about it, and then Emperor Jingde ascended to the imperial chariot.

Do you want to threaten me?

I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed.

The He family has become big and cannot be left to its own devices.

"Debao."

Above the imperial chariot, the voice of Emperor Jingde came.

"Holy?"

Hearing this, Debao hurriedly approached and asked him in a low voice.

"The queen is immoral and unrepentant."

"From today onwards, I am confined to Chuxiu Palace. Without my permission, she was not allowed to leave Chuxiu Palace for half a step, and no one was allowed to visit. ”

After Emperor Jingde finished speaking, he began to close his eyes and recuperate.

"Yes."

When Debao heard this, he hurriedly bowed down to receive the order.

The royal chariot and a group of palace maids and eunuchs and guards have drifted away.

The road in front of the Chuxiu Palace.

It became quiet again.

*

In the Chuxiu Palace, there is a dark room.

It was dark all around, except for one of the candles, which flickered slightly, and the candlelight shone on the face. In the dark room, there were more than a dozen thin figures standing respectfully among them. The murderous aura was pervasive, inexplicably revealing a chill that made people tremble.

"Squeak."

A secret door slowly opened to both sides.

The person who came in was dressed in a gorgeous palace costume. The long skirt and the floor behind her look extremely noble and very cold.

The person who followed her was a pretty woman. After entering, he hurriedly retreated into the dark crowd and stood still. Counting them down, there were thirteen people in total, and all of them were young women, except for the leader who was a man.

"years."

He Yanxin had no expression on his face and called in a low voice.

"The slave is here."

The man stepped forward and fell to his knees.

"This palace has assigned you a task, and you must complete it."

"If ......?"

In the next words, He Yanxin did not say it explicitly.

"If it's a slave, it can't be done."

"The slave will join December in her own life."

The man's face looked very indifferent, and the words of life and death did not have the slightest wave.

"Good."

He Yanxin nodded slightly, walked directly past him, and walked towards one of the women.

"May."

"Is it to blame that Hongu is cold-blooded?"

He Yanxin's eyes looked at her and asked bluntly.

"Slaves don't dare."

"Always loyal to the queen, the slave never dares to forget."

The woman hurriedly bowed down and said respectfully to her. She is the biological sister of the one who died in the previous battle, and the two were selected for December together when they were young, and she was the shadow behind her. Her parents and family suffered because her sister was not doing well. However, she did not dare to show any dissatisfaction.

They are two sisters and a younger brother who loves them in every way. He has just turned 14 years old, is full of poetry and books, and is smart and clever. Now, he is helping He Fu to do things, and he has begun to emerge.

"years."

"This person."

"This palace doesn't want to see him and still stays in the world."

He Yanxin threw him a realistic portrait, and after that, he turned around and hurriedly pushed the door away.

The corners of He Yanxin's mouth hung with a sneer.

The He family can lean towards the opposition.

How can there be no backhand?