Murong Jingzhong frowned: "Jinxi, it's so late, you don't have a good rest in the room, what are you doing here?" ”

"Father, daughter-in-law come to see the person who almost killed my child." Mo Li's gaze stayed on Shao Niang's face for a moment, and then fell on Aunt Zhao and Grandma Gong who were kneeling under the porch.

When Aunt Zhao arrived at this time, her face was calm, her eyes were closed, and she bit her lip and was silent.

Mama Gong suddenly knelt on the ground and said: "Everything is a conspiracy between the slave and Aunt Zhao, begging the prince to give the slave and maid a death!" ”

Murong Jingzhong snorted coldly and said, "You are a cheap maid, but you are the protector. Come, and take all three of them into the dungeon. ”

The guards pushed the three of them out, and when Aunt Zhao passed by Mo Li's side, she suddenly knelt down and kowtowed, "Princess, the slave deserves death, I'm sorry for you." But please don't get angry with Wan'er, she doesn't know anything......"

Mo Li looked at her coldly and said, "Aunt Zhao's love for her daughter is called fist, have you ever thought about how I would feel if I lost the child in my womb?" ”

Aunt Zhao shuddered, it was the first time she saw such a cold light in Mo Li's eyes. The light sent chills down her spine, and she froze there.

Mo Li waved his hand and motioned for the guards to take the person away.

"Okay, I've seen it. Jinxi, hurry back and rest, don't be tired of the king's grandson. Murong Jingzhong's expression was a little displeased, but his words were full of endless care.

Mo Li blessed his body: "Yes, father." The daughter-in-law will go back. ”

Yu Mingxi took half a step forward, felt that it was inappropriate, retreated again, and whispered to Ruoping beside him: "You send the princess back, and I will handle the rest." ”

Ruoping couldn't get used to his excessive concern for Mo Li, so he glanced at him and snorted coldly between his noses. The king of Beining was blessed and left with Mo Li.

Yu Mingxi took a few steps forward to Murong Jingzhong's side, arched his hand and said, "Lord Wang, since Shao Niang has been arrested, I won't bother you below." ”

Murong Jingzhong bowed slightly: "Young Master Yu has worked hard, when this matter is over, this king will definitely come to the door to thank you in person!" ”

"Under the ...... General Murong has a very good relationship, but he is doing his best, and he really can't afford this thank you from the prince. Yu Mingxi shook again, "Say goodbye!" ”

The dungeon of the Bac Ninh Royal Mansion has not been closed for a long time, and the weather in June is still so cold that people feel cold.

In the torture room, Murong Jingzhong sat behind the table, looked at Aunt Zhao who was kneeling in front of the case, and said in a deep voice after a long time: "When you lost your parents, this princess couldn't bear to let you wander outside and took you in, and she loved you in every way, which is considered to be kind to you." This king has never treated your mother and daughter harshly over the years. How Jinxi treats your mother and daughter, you should also know in your heart. But why do you want to kill the heirs of my Bac Ninh royal palace? ”

Aunt Zhao bowed her head and said nothing, but tears dripped down like beads with broken threads.

"This king is asking you, why don't you answer?" Murong Jingzhong slapped his palm on the table, "Shouldn't you let this king be punished?" ”

Aunt Zhao trembled in fright, but she still didn't say a word.

Murong Jingzhong walked to the front of the case, pinched Aunt Zhao's jaw, forced her to raise her head, and said, "This king will give you one last chance for the sake of serving you for many years and giving birth to a daughter for this king." If you are still obsessed, don't blame this king for being ruthless. ”

Hearing him mention Murong Wan, Aunt Zhao gritted her teeth: "Lord Wang, the slave said, all of them!" ”

Murong Jingzhong shook off his hand and sat back at the back of the table.

Aunt Zhao knew that she was a dead end, but she calmed down in her heart, knelt down straight and said, "The slave has been tortured all these years, and now it's time to make a decision." ”

Murong Jingzhong's eyes were slightly stunned, remembering that Mo Li had told him before that her almost slippery tire this time had something to do with the past many years ago. At the time, he didn't believe it, but now that he thinks about it, he was really involved.

I only heard Aunt Zhao continue: "The princess entered the palace that day and brought Wan'er back...... No, it's the silk yarn that Murong Zhaoyuan rewarded. The princess picked two horses, and the princess ordered the slave and maid to tailor the clothes for the princess. The slave soaked the silk yarn in the medicinal juice overnight, dried it and then made it into a robe and sent it to Moyuan Pavilion. ”

"What potion? Who is worthy? Murong Jingzhong asked.

"It is a combination of two herbs, obtained from the palace grandmother, and the slave maid does not know its name."

Speaking of this, Murong Jingzhong didn't understand who she was instructed by, took a deep breath and asked, "What do you mean by being tortured for many years?" But what does it have to do with it? ”

Aunt Zhao bit her lip, and tears slipped down again: "The slave is sorry for the prince, and even more sorry for Princess Jiang." ”

Hearing the words "Princess Jiang", Murong Jingzhong leaned forward and asked, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"The slave and maid did not abandon Princess Chengjiang back then, and often accompanied her. After the princess suffered from a headache, she mixed a medicine into the decoction that the princess drank every day. ”

Murong Jingzhong only felt a roar in his ears, and pointed at Aunt Zhao with a trembling finger and said, "You...... Why did you poison her? ”

"For Wan'er......"

"What does this have to do with Wan'er?"

"Wan'er was poisoned, and the slave maid poisoned Princess Jiang in order to get the antidote." Aunt Zhao slowly raised her hands and said with hatred, "It was these hands that killed Princess Jiang and exchanged Wan'er's life." ”

"Poisonous woman! Poisonous woman! Murong Jingzhong's face turned blue and his lips trembled, and he didn't know if he was scolding Aunt Zhao or who he was scolding.

The slave didn't want the things of the year to be exposed, so she did evil things again. The slave and maid knew that they were guilty, and they didn't dare to expect the prince to forgive, so they only begged the prince not to tell Wan'er about it, and the slave didn't want her to know that she had such an unbearable mother. Aunt Zhao knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, until her forehead was bruised, and even blood oozed out.

Murong Jingzhong took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and said slowly: "You will tell this king the details of what happened before and after, and you are not allowed to hide anything." ”

Although these things have been bothered by many years, Aunt Zhao has been bothered, so that every detail is vivid, and she states the causes and consequences one by one. When he finished speaking, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

After hearing this, Murong Jingzhong suddenly felt weak, waved his hand, and ordered the Xiang steward beside him to take people out.

Aunt Zhao rushed up and kowtowed three more times, and when she got up, her forehead was already blood-red, but she didn't seem to know the pain at all, and followed Uncle Xiang out of the torture room with a peaceful face.

When Uncle Xiang turned back, he saw Murong Jingzhong's eyes red and his face full of desolation.

"Ah Xiang, this king has always felt that her heart is not open-minded enough, so she will become depressed, but she doesn't want to...... She was killed. ”

"Lord, the deceased is gone, please mourn the prince, don't hurt your body."

Murong Jingzhong waved his hand: "This king will go to the outer study to rest first, and you can do the rest." ”