The beaten prosecutor looked at Feng Miaomiao's eyes, and was suddenly full of resentment: "Could it be that the county monarch still wants to be a slave in front of the palace, but he can't do it?" ”

The front of the palace wants her life?

Sure enough, it's the queen's person!

Feng Miaomiao, who had a cold light at the bottom of her eyes, instantly turned indifferent to the fierce color she had just scolded, "Mama is too worried, it's just that the wound on my neck has just been bandaged and can't be opened!"

"Let's just say that the jun doesn't often enter the palace, so he doesn't know about the things in the palace!" As the prosecutor spoke, she glanced at the two little eunuchs behind her, and motioned for the two people to stand on Feng Miaomiao's left and right, blocking her retreat.

Feng Miaomiao naturally noticed the movement of the people behind her, but a strange smile appeared on her face.

The prosecutor was a little vigilant, but thinking about the master's explanation, and thinking about being here, presumably this An Yuan Junjun would not dare to be too presumptuous, so he took a step forward and said in a hard voice, "There are many people with ill intentions, who will hide this poison in this wound, and then take it out after entering the palace to harm the nobles, so your injury, the slave must check it clearly!"

As soon as the words fell, the prosecutor's eyes suddenly became ruthless, and taking advantage of Feng Miaomiao's inability to back down, she stepped forward and tore off the gauze around her neck.

The pinprick pain made Feng Miaomiao frown, she originally planned to make this rude move in front of the emperor so that the wound on her neck would expand, but she didn't expect a fool in front of her to help her.

"Have you ever seen clearly?"

There was no plaster, just a wound wrapped in a layer of gauze, because of this mother's forceful pulling, the wound that was already somewhat coagulated was bleeding out at this moment.

Feng Miaomiao noticed the abnormality on her neck, and while quickly covering it with a handkerchief, she didn't forget to say, "Mama, can you give me back the gauze?" Or do you want me to go to the saint like that? ”

The prosecutor's mother came back to her senses instantly, and quickly returned the gauze in her hand.

Thinking that she had just seen the hideous wound and the meat inside, she couldn't help but feel a little flustered, looking at this Feng Miaomiao and said, "It was the slave who was rude just now......

"Mama is just doing what she is supposed to do!" Feng Miaomiao, who put the gauze back on the wound, looked at the prosecutor's mother, her eyes were cold, but she had no intention of pursuing it.

The prosecutor's mother hurriedly lowered her head and led Feng Miaomiao to the imperial study.

When she arrived at the door of the imperial study, Feng Miaomiao found that her grandfather was still standing at the door, but Nangong Ning was nowhere to be seen.

"The Holy One still has something to do inside!" When Zhenguo was worried about his granddaughter for a long time, he saw that she was brought by someone, and his expression was the same, so he said in a low voice, "The prince has gone to find the concubine Niangniang with peace!"

Feng Miaomiao nodded, standing quietly beside her grandfather, patiently waiting for the emperor's summons.

After waiting for about half a cup of tea, Nangong Ye had already entered the palace, but the emperor had not yet summoned him, and Feng Miaomiao couldn't help but feel a little unconfident in her heart.

couldn't help but look up at his grandfather, but saw him standing there calmly, obviously expecting such a show, so he was relieved.

"Lord Guogong hasn't been summoned by his father yet?"

Nangong Ye and Feng Chaobin appeared at the door of the imperial dining room at the same time, but their faces were not very good-looking.

Feng Chaobin heard this Nangong Ye chatter crookedly all the way, and he really wanted to make a big fist and knock the person directly into the palace, but because he was the prince, he could only endure it in every way.

Nangong Ye is because as long as he takes a little deviant, this Feng Chaobin will look at him murderously, and there will always be one or two people from the Zhao Wang clan rushing out on the side, asking him to give justice, and when he comes back to his senses, he has already been picked up by Feng Chaobin and run away.

waited until he entered the palace to react, those people may not be from the Zhao Wang family, there must be someone who is interested in finding someone to pretend to be someone from the two families, and then so that this Feng Chaobin can take him into the palace.

When Zhenguo Gong heard this, he glanced at Nangong Ye and didn't answer, but just stood there stroking his beard, and once again made a calm and relaxed appearance.

Feng Chaobin, who was standing on the side, was too familiar with the appearance of his father-in-law, the more he looked calm and relaxed like this, the more annoyed he was, and now that his beard was touched, he was afraid that he was going to breathe fire.

But from whom does this anger come from? Nangong leaves?

"The Lord Guogong should know that his father has a lot of opportunities, and such a trivial matter should not be ......"

Nangong Ye was in the middle of speaking, when a sudden roar came from inside the room, "Evil barrier, get me in!"

Nangong Ye's face turned pale in an instant, and his steps were a little vain when he entered.

Feng Miaomiao thought about it, then looked at her grandfather and father and asked in a low voice, "When the Holy Lord was angry, the second prince was so afraid?" ”

It shouldn't be! When the second prince did things in the past, he was high-profile, where would he be afraid of the people above?

Zhen Guogong looked at his granddaughter's eyebrows, looking disbelieving, and pulled the corners of his lips helplessly, but the annoyance in his heart was appeased a lot.

It took less than half a cup of tea to stand for another time, and the little eunuch in the house came out and looked at the few of them bowing slightly, "The Holy Lord, please go in with Grandpa Guo and An Yuan Junjun!" General Feng, please go back!"

Feng Miao squinted her eyes, and there was a feeling that the royal people were going to bully the old, weak, sick and disabled people of the Guogong Mansion.

Feng Chaobin was also dissatisfied in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only say aggrievedly that he had worked hard, and then turned around and strode away.

Feng Miaomiao followed her grandfather and walked inside.

The light on the dark marble floor can refract the human figure, and Feng Miaomiao, who followed in with her head down, did not look up, but knelt down to say hello according to the rules when her grandfather asked for peace.

"An Yuan raised her head and let me see!"

The Emperor's breathless voice came from above.

Feng Miao raised her head slowly, a pair of cold eyes met the emperor's sharp eyes, and the bottom of her eyes was calm, without any fluctuations.

"I heard that because of your relationship, the Zhao family's funeral was completely destroyed today?"

The emperor looked at Feng Miaomiao casually, and convicted her as soon as he opened his mouth.

"The courtier's daughter went today, and she never thought that such a thing would happen!" Feng Miaomiao also had a look of regret, "If I hadn't met Miss Zhao halfway, things wouldn't have developed to such a point!"

If Zhao Man is not released, even if today's events will be troublesome, Zhao Tianxiong and Zhao Man will not die.

At least, he won't die at the funeral of King Zhao.

"So, I wronged you?"

The emperor's voice slowly sank, and his eyes were full of anger when he looked at Feng Miaomiao, "Since you entered Beijing, there have been a series of incidents, first in the Qilan County Lord's Mansion, and then offended Zhao Man, thus causing so many incidents, are you guilty?" ”

When Feng Miaomiao heard this, her chest rolled with anger, but she pressed it hard, and replied without humility or arrogance, "The courtier is guilty!"

This sentence of guilt made the emperor squint with satisfaction: "Zhang Guogong, what do you want to say?" ”

"It doesn't hurt for the old minister to teach! Please condemn your majesty!"

The Duke of Zhenguo lowered his head, looked at the emperor, and followed behind to ask for guilt.

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