Xiaohuan subconsciously shrank into the corner of the wall, and said tremblingly: "Slave maid...... The slave is just trying to survive, and if I don't restore this burned token, the mother will definitely kill me! ”

Fupu's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at her and said, "So, you gave Concubine Jia a fake token?" ”

Xiaohuan swallowed his saliva, his eyes closed, "That'...... It was the slave who found someone to imitate it, and the slave and the maid kept dragging the mother to spy on my calligraphy and paintings, so I didn't let the calligraphy and paintings find out. ”

It turned out that Zhao Kehan didn't know that the token in her hand was fake, and the real token had actually fallen into Jin Yantang's hand by accident.

Yun Qing nodded to Fupu clearly, ready to leave here.

Fupu grabbed him without looking back, only looked at Xiaohuan, and continued to ask: "Xiaohuan, my father-in-law has always only liked to listen to the truth, saying, was Chen Zhaoyi killed by Concubine Chen?" ”

Xiaohuan sensed that something was wrong and wanted to open his eyes to see the person in front of him, but he was slapped by Fupu and fell to the ground!

"Smack!"

She was dizzy from the heavy slap, and she only saw two figures shaking in front of her, and she couldn't see who it was.

But listening to Fupu looking at her condescendingly, he said in a dangerous voice: "When the Sprinkle family asks you questions, you'd better not make any small moves, in addition, the Sprinkle family distinguishes the truth of your words, and you'd better not try to find out the identity of the Sprinkle family, otherwise you will definitely die in front of the Sprinkle family!" ”

For a person like Xiaohuan who spares her life, she can only threaten her with her life.

Sure enough, even though Xiaohuan doubted the identities of Fupu and Yunqing in his heart, he just lowered his head, covered his face and said timidly: "Yes, yes, please ask my father-in-law to spare the lives of the slave and maid!" You want to know what slaves tell you! As long as...... As long as you let me go......"

Fupu was unmoved and asked, "The Sprinkle family asked you, how did Chen Zhaoyi die?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Xiaohuan suddenly remembered the scene when he was summoned by Concubine Jia that day.

That day, after entering Concubine Jia's bedroom, messes and scarlet blood appeared in her mind.

So, Xiaohuan timidly replied, "Yes...... It was Concubine Jia's mother who was beaten to death, and this matter, calligraphy and painting, Xinrui and Fuqingxi's father-in-law all knew about it. ”

Fu Pu's eyes flashed slightly, and then he asked: "Did Concubine Jia participate in the fire in Xianya Palace?" ”

Xiaohuan was stunned for a moment, and hesitated: "This ...... The slave maid didn't know, but before the fire in Xianya Palace, Concubine Jia secretly met with Chen Zhaoyi in Ximeng Palace, and what the two said, I'm afraid only Calligraphy and Painting, Xinrui and Fu Qingxi knew. ”

As soon as these words came out, Fupp's face sank a little.

After a moment of silence in the air, Fu Pu snorted coldly and said, "If you dare to tell the third person about this matter today, I am afraid that Concubine Jia has not dealt with you yet, and the Sprinkle family will solve you first, do you understand what to do?" ”

Xiaohuan gritted his teeth, bowed his head and said, "Yes, father-in-law, the slave will never tell anyone." ”

Fupu didn't believe her, and only smiled and said, "Don't forget, you also have a handle in the hands of the Sprinkle family." ”

As soon as the words fell, Fupu and Yunqing left here, and after Xiaohuan waited in this room for a long time, she saw that there was no one, so she dared to leave this room and returned to Ximeng Palace.

It's just that no one dares to tell her about today.

On the other side, Fu Pu and Yun Qing had already told Jin Yantang the news they got from Xiaohuan.

At the time, Jin Yantang had just gone down to the court, in the imperial study.

I saw Yun Qing and Fu Pu standing in front of him, and respectfully reported: "Your Majesty, this crimson token is the real token, Concubine Jia has a fake token in her hand, but she doesn't know that her token is fake for the time being." ”

After Yunqing finished speaking, Fupu said again: "Your Majesty, the slave also learned from the slave maid that the fire in Xianya Palace was indeed done by Chen Zhaoyi, but before, Chen Zhaoyi often secretly interacted with Concubine Jia, maybe Concubine Jianiang was involved, in addition, the palace maid also said that Chen Zhaoyi's death was killed by Concubine Jia. "The picture is broadcast all over the world

The news brought by the two to Jin Yantang was not unimportant, Jin Yantang sat on the dragon chair, his fingers lightly clasped on the table, and listened patiently to the words of the two of them.

After they finished speaking, Jin Yantang said, "Okay, I know." ”

Yun Qing was stunned, looked at him puzzled, and said, "Your Majesty, are you going to forget it like this?" ”

That's what Forpp wanted to ask.

Jin Yantang's expression was slightly gloomy, and he lowered his eyes and looked at the table and said, "I just received the news that all the guards who were discharged to protect Concubine Chen the day before yesterday are dead. ”

All dead?

That is to say, Concubine Chen's life and death are unpredictable now!

Suddenly, the air fell silent, and Fupu and Yun Qing were both startled.

After a while, Fu Pu said tentatively: "Your Majesty, why don't you send another wave of Praetorian Guards out to protect Niangniang, what do you think?" ”

Yun Qing didn't speak, just looked at Jin Yantang curiously.

Jin Yantang glanced at the two of them and said: "You can't act rashly, with this token, it will not be difficult to find out where the rebels under the eldest princess are hiding, in short, no one should mention Concubine Chen's name in front of Concubine Jia, so as not to anger her, Concubine Chen's safety, I have my own plans." ”

He calmly analyzed the current situation, even if he wanted to send someone to protect Concubine Chen, but he was also powerless, as an emperor, his every move was monitored, if he couldn't leave Beijing, he had already driven to the north at the moment.

When Yunqing and Fupu heard this, they glanced at each other and then retreated.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and it was just morning, inside the nunnery.

After the morning class, Shang Kelan and Xinlian came to the dining hall for breakfast.

Breakfast was white porridge and steamed buns, and everyone lined up to get them.

Originally, Shang Kelan and Xinlian were standing in the middle of the line, and they finally lined up in front, and it was their turn immediately, but they saw a nun suddenly insert in front of the two.

And this person is the woman who was pushed down by Jingci and bumped into when she was in the morning class.

After the woman cut in line, she glanced back at Shang Kelan contemptuously, then turned her head and said to the cooker: "What else is left?" ”

The man who fetched the rice replied, "There are three steamed buns and three bowls of porridge left." ”

According to the number of people, everyone else has eaten, only they haven't eaten yet, and the three steamed buns are one for each person, just right.

But she didn't expect that after hearing this, the female nun pointed directly to the steamed bun and said, "Okay, give me these steamed buns and porridge!" ”

The person who cooked glanced at Shang Kelan and Xinlian behind her, but he didn't react at all, and directly gave her the steamed buns and porridge!

At this moment, Xinlian, who was standing behind Shang Kelan, couldn't help but be angry, she stood up and pointed at the person who was cooking: "Hey, why did you give her our share?" What do you make us eat like this? ”

The cooker ignored her, and went down with an empty basin.

And the female nun also looked at Shang Kelan with disdain and said, "Dare to hit me, you won't eat this breakfast in the future, just save me a snack!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the nun took her meal and left.

Xinlian and Shang Kelan were empty-handed, Xinlian looked at her back as she left, couldn't help but stomp her feet in anger, and then sighed again, and said to Shang Kelan: "Forget it, let's bear with it any longer." ”