There are always people who want to harm me!

No matter what evil I do, someone will force me!

I am the purest and most flawless white lotus in the world!

Meng Hui listened to Sun Zhao's grinding and crying, and helped him summarize it a little, which was nothing more than these three meanings.

Sun Zhao's acting skills are really good, he looks like a dog, and he will definitely be able to kill a lot of fresh meat in modern times, and if it goes well, he may be able to win a grand slam for the award.

At this time, he was still immersed in the role of the victim, trying to buckle the basin on the heads of the eldest prince and the seventh prince, and at the same time frequently mentioned Concubine Liang and Sun Yi'an, in order to gain the emperor's mercy. It's a pity that the emperor and queen have already seen through everything, and the way he jumps up and down will only look ridiculous.

"Okay," the emperor suddenly interrupted Sun Zhao, "you haven't been suspicious lately!" Your mother died by cutting her veins, as for Pingyang...... I'll always give her an explanation. You have a good rest for a while, and you have to go to Ningxi Palace at noon. ”

"Yes, the retainers are retired." The emperor's tone of voice was no different from usual, Sun Zhao didn't feel anything unusual, and carefully retreated from it after stopping crying.

Meng Hui's sleeve was gently pulled by Princess Xian, and she was taken away from the door of the hall, the footsteps were getting closer, and with a creak, the door opened.

"Auntie, sister Qinghe." When Sun Zhao came out of it, his face was pale, his eyes were red, and he seemed to have lost several pounds in just one night.

Meng Hui wanted to know how he lost weight......

Princess Xian softly comforted him a few words, and then picked up the handkerchief and dipped the corner of her eyes to express her grief, Sun Zhao had no intention of staying, and she had no intention of saying more, and the two quickly finished greetings.

After Sun Zhao left, Meng Huicai entered the main hall with Princess Xian.

After saluting this time, Meng Hui quietly glanced at the emperor and found that his eyes were dark and blue, his face was yellow, and his lips were extremely light.

He didn't have to go to Ningxi Palace to participate in the ritual in person, so he didn't stay too long, and quickly took a big step and left in a hurry. Meng Hui saw that his waist was straight, and every step was carried with a strong wind, as if he wanted to tell everyone that he was alive and well in this way.

After sitting for a while, the clan relatives and concubines arrived one after another, almost filling the hall, and close to noon, the queen led everyone to Ningxi Palace.

There were countless cushions on the ground that had long been vacated, and Meng Hui sat cross-legged beside her like Princess Xian, closing his eyes and listening to the chants coming from the hall. The obscure scriptures did not bring her peace of mind, and the midday sun was so poisonous that she wished she could close her eyes and faint.

"Oh no, the princess of XX County has fainted-"

"Oops, Princess X is unconscious—"

"Queen Mother, our wife is pregnant, I really can't hold on-"

There are many people who want to faint like Meng Hui, and when they see these people who are dizzy when they are fighting for their bodies, everyone is so jealous that they are separated.

The lucky ones who left were a few, and most remained where they were. The high monks of Ruoshou Temple chanted one after another, making the people who were already hot and upset even more irritable.

Meng Hui estimated that at the moment, I am afraid that no one is mourning the death of Concubine Liang, if he doesn't deal with it usually, he may still curse in his heart at this time.

The scorching sunlight sharpened everyone's patience, and when Meng Hui felt that he was about to be sunburned, the chanting in the hall finally ended. Not long after it was quiet, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and it was the emperor who came to perform the final ceremony.

Meng Hui stood aside with everyone, bowed and saluted the emperor, and watched him and a group of attendants walking towards the door of the main hall.

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from the main hall, causing everyone outside the hall to ignore the rules, and all of them straightened up and stepped on their feet to look inside.

In the flash of light, a young man in a monk's robe jumped out of the main hall with a hideous expression, his right hand danced rapidly, and a soft sword like a sinister silver snake swam towards the emperor fiercely, and the sunlight reflected above was particularly dazzling.

"There's an Assassin—"

"Escort! Escort! ”

"Ahh

"Oh no! The third prince was injured! Hurry up and shout the Imperial Doctor! ”

Before Meng Hui could put away the surprise on his face, he was hugged by Princess Xian and dragged into the distance, his head and chest were tightly protected, and he could only hang his eyelids and see the messy footsteps all over the ground from the gap.

She knew that a monk had carried out the assassination, but she could not see where the sword had pierced, and from the shouts she heard, it seemed that the short and strange assassination had not succeeded.

However, Meng recalled, success also depends on whose point of view.

For the emperor's guards around him, this assassination was absurd and a failure.

For Sun Zhao, who rescued the injured driver, and the loudspeaker who helped him publicize it in a high-profile manner, this assassination should be perfect.

"Didn't hit it, did you?" Princess Xian glanced at Meng Hui worriedly, and saw that she was standing on tiptoe and stretching out her head to look in, rolled her eyes and said, "It seems that it is a waste of worry!" ”

Meng Hui held on to the shoulders of agarwood and red sandalwood and looked inside, and there were several county lords and county lords next to her, several people confirmed each other's eyes with appreciation, and they were all people driven by curiosity.

"How? What do you see? Princess Xian is petite, and because of her identity, she can't jump up and look at it, so she can only keep patting Meng Hui's back and asking her.

"The emperor is fine, he has been escorted by the guards and left the other way. The third prince was injured, and everyone else was fine! Oh no, there's something wrong with that assassin. ”

"How's the Assassin doing?" After Princess Xian asked, she found that there were many princesses and princesses gathered around her, all waiting for her "daughter" to report the news.

"The assassin was stabbed to death by a sword." Meng Hui saw the blood on the ground, and then looked at the limp monk who had fallen to the ground, and was sure that this person would never live.

Everyone gasped in unison, and some speculated about the identity of the assassin, some analyzed the reason for the assassination, and they couldn't be separated when they got together, making it difficult to evacuate the guards and chamberlains.

"Let's go back to Fengyi Palace first." Princess Xian found that the queen was no longer present, so she pulled Meng Hui and ordered the maids to leave.

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The queen was very busy, but fortunately, she still remembered to order someone to clean up the side hall and let Princess Xian and Meng Hui settle down.

Looking at Princess Xian, who was sipping tea and eating a piece of mung bean cake, Meng Hui couldn't help but say, "This assassination was arranged by the third prince, right?" "No wonder the queen was a little nervous before......

"Hmm." Princess Xian snorted from her nose in response.

"What is he trying to do?" Meng couldn't figure it out, since they had decided to rebel, what were they doing in the east and west? Sun Zhao finished the task early, and she could do the task with peace of mind!

Princess Xian dropped the mung bean cake and said unhurriedly: "He is injured and needs to lie down to recuperate, if there is any accident in the emperor during this time......

Then, Sun Zhao has a perfect alibi.