"The imperial doctor who just entered the palace dared to commit adultery with his father's harem? Hehe......" Nan Jinrui looked at the pair of dog men and women in front of him, and a trace of bloodthirsty danger flashed in his cold eyes, although it was short, it was enough to make the masters and servants kneeling on the ground feel cold down their spines and tremble in their bone marrow.

Kneeling on the ground, one was Song Changqing, a young imperial physician who had just entered the palace, and the other was a concubine who had just died a few days after her husband, Concubine Qin, with her maid.

As soon as her father died, this concubine couldn't bear the loneliness, thinking about bringing a green hat to her father, Nan Jinrui looked at this concubine and walked slowly in front of her, the bridge of her nose was suddenly tight, and her thin lips hooked a touch of evil.

However, the gloomy expression quickly returned to calm.

"The prince spares his life...... The prince spared his life......"

The concubine bowed her head tightly, trembling all over, she had just been whipped, and now she was like a beaten subordinate, without the slightest demeanor of everyone's ladies, trembling like a poor pug. She only saw a pair of golden dragon silk boots stop in front of her, so she grabbed Nan Jinrui's silk boots like begging.

However, the next moment, only a muffled sound was heard, and the concubine fell to the ground, with her feet facing the sky - Nan Jinrui hated strangers touching her, especially some people who were not clean, and reflexively kicked the concubine away, and the whole person was also angry: "Drag it out, Ling Chi." ”

Ling Chi!

Nan Jinrui said, turned to the imperial doctor, and paced back and forth irritably, thinking about how to use the best way to take revenge on this unknown imperial doctor.

"Otherwise, this palace will let you taste the eighteen layers of hell, how about tasting them all over? Just in time for you to be mentally prepared before you go to hell. Finally, he came up with a vicious trick that would never make people die easily, and he wanted to keep her for a good torture.

When the doctor heard this, his pale face and lip color gradually disappeared.

However, he looks daring and daring, making him a little more like a man, a little awe-inspiring.

The evidence of the traitor is there, and he has no face to beg for mercy anymore, and even if he begs for mercy, it will be useless - who doesn't know that the person who is currently standing in front of him is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, a tyrannical person known to everyone in the entire government and the opposition, and the heir to the next throne.

As long as the slightest mistake is targeted by him, the offender will not want to get out of the way.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the palace this time, he would provoke this master.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the ministers are guilty." Song Changqing knew that he was in a catastrophe this time, and he didn't bother to shirk it, and before he died, he also wanted to be romantic: "But Weichen has a love for Concubine Qin's mother, heaven and earth are the mediator, and heaven and earth testify ......"

Nan Jinrui turned around and quietly looked at the dying man who had finished speaking on the ground in one breath, he was eighteen years old, his face was still childish, and the yin owl in his expression spread rapidly in the air, and it seemed that there was a hidden edge in his eyes.

He squinted at Song Changqing and listened to him quietly, the corners of his lips hooked up with a touch of yin and evil, "Are you finished?" ”

On the prince's hall, the sunlight shines through the screen pane, and the pillar of light hits the golden ground, reflecting a dazzling golden light, scattering the cold air of the yin owl everywhere.

Song Changqing was out of breath, but he didn't expect Nan Jinrui to be mad at his outrageous words, and this reaction suddenly made him speechless.

Nan Jinrui waved his hand, looked at Song Changqing, and suddenly laughed: "Imperial Doctor Song is so courageous, this palace respects you as a man." That palace is not easy to shirk, and you must be punished heavily, to satisfy your 'piece of Danxin jade pot love'. And...... Concubine Qin still has to enter the imperial mausoleum of my Nan family, after all, she is my royal person, even if my father only disdains to take her to the first red. It's just that she is in the grave of sinners, and the royal family will not burn half a cent of paper money for him in the future, and will send Taoist priests to cast evil spells from time to time, so that she will not be able to live in peace, so enjoy it! ”

Most of the people Nan Jinrui is eyeing have died without a place to be buried, and those like Concubine Qin can still be arranged after death are still "preferential treatment".

After saying this outrageous remark, he still watched Imperial Doctor Song's reaction with great joy.

What else can a dying man say? It's better to be like a cat that has caught a mouse, and play with this animal that has been scared to the bone.

Nan Jinrui smiled and looked at Imperial Doctor Song, whose body was already paralyzed as mud, and suddenly remembered, and added: "Call Mrs. Song also and suffer with him." ”

"No!!" Song Changqing's eyes were red, this time he completely surrendered, and he was no longer the Song person who was so proud and calm about life and death just now: "His Royal Highness the Prince, you can't let your inner people suffer together!" Qian'er, she didn't do anything wrong, it's Weichen who is sorry for her! Please also ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to show mercy! It doesn't hurt to let me go to the eighteenth floor of hell, just don't hurt my family Qian'er!! ”

Suddenly......

Nan Jinrui looked at him coldly, and in the corner of his eye, a tall figure passed sideways.

His gaze couldn't help but be attracted, and the whole person also raised his vigilance, standing straight, looking ahead with a serious face.

Outside the door of the main hall, a person walked in, this person's footsteps were steady, his figure was slender and tall, and his appearance was definitely worthy of the side eyes of the crown prince, with majesty between his sharp eyebrows, and his instrument was extraordinary.

The golden brocade cuffs exposed in his almost inky black and blue official robe symbolized his status above 10,000 people under one person, and he walked into the main hall and bowed his head slightly.

"Wechen knocks on His Royal Highness the Prince." Shen Hong, the Taifu of the Nanjing Dynasty, lifted the hem of his clothes to one side neatly, and unambiguously gave the prince a standard courtesy of the monarch and ministers, and this series of actions was so proficient that it did not leak.

Since the prince was four years old, he has been his concubine, and until now the prince will perform the crown salute, he is still his concubine, and has become the most dependent person for the prince except for his mother.

Therefore, this courtesy of monarchs and ministers has been in a line for more than ten years. It's just that in the past ten years, the prince has grown up day by day, and Shen Hong has also changed from a young man who was recommended to the palace to become an iron-clad man, resourceful and loyal, and a powerful military advisor of the first emperor.

Although the companion is like a tiger, more than ten years have passed, Shen Hong is in his prime, there is a prince on his side who relies on his assistance, and there is an edict to declare his authority, and it is reasonable for him Shen Hongquan to lean towards the government and the opposition.

"Mrs. Shen is exempt." Nan Jinrui looked at Shen Hong and said respectfully: "Mrs. Shen, have you ever heard of these two traitors?" ”

Shen Hong got up, his lowered eyes were calm, and Sven said, "Weichen hasn't heard of it yet. ”

Nan Jinrui secretly laughed in his heart, such a big thing happened, but the city was full of wind and rain, could he Shen Taifu not hear about it?

Loaded, loaded again.

After all, Master is Master, and he thinks carefully about everything, but he doesn't say it.

"Song Changqing committed adultery with Concubine Qin, I ordered Concubine Qin to be secretly buried in the tomb of the criminal ministers of the Nan family, as for this imperial doctor who does not know the height of the sky, ask his inner man to come with him to be punished......"

"If you don't exterminate the Nine Clans, does the emperor want to keep his Song family and serve Nanjing?" Shen Hong asked rhetorically, his tone light.

……

In the evening, the son of another meritorious man was executed, and the next auspicious time, the palace officials posted a notice all over the city - informing the people of the city that the new emperor would ascend the throne tomorrow.

Although it is said that the country cannot be left without an owner for a day, if it is replaced by such a notorious lord, sooner or later the people will be regarded as fish and meat, and in the end, it is possible that the people will not have a good life.

However, even though the whole city was panicked, there was peace in the palace. Late at night, Shen Hong was still by Nan Jinrui's side, for fear that something would happen to the little prince who was about to ascend the throne that night.

"Mrs. Shen, I'm going to ascend the throne tomorrow, but why doesn't it feel real at all now?" Nan Jinrui lay on the bed, tossing and turning.

Only one of the lights in the palace burned quietly, and only this cluster of candle flames hit Shen Hong's face with red light, beating the shadow on the side of his nose slightly, and his facial features were more three-dimensional and deep. He placed his hand on the prince's pillow.

The prince's dependence on the prince for so many years is not a little bit, and even when he sleeps, he habitually pulls Shen Hong's hand to sleep, even if he is the emperor who will ascend the throne tomorrow, he does not hide his child's side in front of Shen Hong, and he has to sleep with Shen Hong's hand at night.

Shen Hong sat quietly on the bench next to the bed, his other hand stretched out, and his slender fingers covered Nan Jinrui's eyes, "The prince doesn't need to think too much, everything is here, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is well protected." ”

The prince seemed to be slow to hear the satisfactory answer, and then closed his eyes in peace. In this way, Shen Hong accompanied the prince to toss and turn until he watched him gradually fall asleep.

This night, he never left the palace, just sat there quietly, never leaving an inch.