Chapter 19: The Rod
"Presumptuous!" The queen was furious, and pointed at Su Ran's painting, "Just because you are so rude to the palace, how can a little girl escape your ruthlessness?" Hold her down and hit this palace hard to see how hard she can be! β
I couldn't help but say that Su Ranhua was grabbed by the arms of the two eunuchs and pressed the ground.
The stick struck her with a blow, fanning the wind fiercely.
"Aunt Queen!" Bai Yiyi ran from outside the palace and hurriedly ran to the queen, "It turns out that you asked the princess to accompany Yiyi to the imperial garden to relax, because you didn't want Yiyi to see the princess being punished." However, Hao hasn't confirmed the murderer yet, and you can't punish the princess like this, in case you have wronged someoneβ"
"Yiyi," the queen's gaze softened, and she looked at this kind-hearted niece a little helplessly, "This palace is afraid that you will obstruct it, so I let you go to the imperial garden." Isn't that obvious? In addition to this audacious Su Dye painting, who else will attack Xiaorou? Xiaorou has always been by your side, you know her very well, when have you offended others? It's not like I said a few more words in front of Su Ran's picture for you. β
"Auntie?" Bai Yiyi looked at the queen in surprise, "How do you know?" β
"Silly boy, last night you went into the palace to talk to the palace overnight, how can this injured face be hidden from the palace?" The queen touched Bai Yiyi's face with a gloomy expression, "After the palace ate with you, I got you drunk, and you kept crying and talking about Xiaorou, and the palace was naturally clear." You can rest assured, this palace will make decisions for you. β
"But, Haoβ" Bai Yiyi said.
"Hao'er is unpredictable. This time Hongu ignored him. The queen interrupted Bai Yiyi's words, and her tone was very resolute, "Didn't you also think that Su Ranhua was the murderer at first?" Hongu trusts your instincts and trusts your own judgment. This matter is decided by this palace. β
"Su Dye painting, do you want to recruit it??" The queen turned to Su Ran and asked sharply. By this time she had been beaten and bruised all over her body, but her lips were tense, her fists clenched, and she did not let out a cry of pain.
"I didn't expect the queen to only do such a trick." Su Ranhua lay on the ground, raised his head, and sneered, his voice was very low and weak, but it still reached the queen's ears word for word.
The laughter painted by Su Ran makes people look creepy and miserable.
"Auntie," Bai Yiyi looked at the queen with pleading eyes.
"You intercede for her? Don't you hate her? The queen asked.
"Hate, but there must be a convincing reason, Yiyi doesn't want people to think of her aunt as a person who uses torture." Bai Yiyi said.
Torture is also a kind of power. The queen didn't say this, she didn't want to pollute Bai Yiyi's clean heart, waved her hand to signal the person who suppressed Su Ran's painting to step back, and said, "Okay, this palace will give a satisfactory answer." For the time being, take Su Ranhua to the prison of the criminal room, and don't think about it until the case is solved. β
If it is broken, it will still not be able to come out, because the conclusion is that Su Ran is a murderer.
Su Ran's painting was taken away, she no longer had the strength to walk by herself, and the place where she was beaten was hot and painful, and she didn't need to look at it to know that it must be skin and flesh.
is such a vicious queen, no wonder there is a ruthless son like Ximen Hao, if there is a mother, there must be a son. Su Ran painted hateful thoughts.
Bai Yiyi looked at the weak Su Dye painting like a pile of mud, and there was an unpredictable smile hidden in the corner of her lips, hidden in the shadows of the sun, and no one noticed.
"Gonggong Chen," the queen instructed the duck male, "let the people in the criminal room hurry up and investigate this matter, and don't indulge Su Dye painting." β
"Yes, the minion understands." Duck Gong Chen Gong happily accepted the order, secretly happy in his heart, Su Ran painting, I didn't expect Feng Shui to turn so fast, and it fell into the palm of the miscellaneous family in the blink of an eye, even a few days before death, don't think about it, hehe!
Mingyue Tower is the largest restaurant in the capital, but the style of decoration tends to be elegant, which is very different from the extravagance of wine and meat.
Steward Lin walked into the Mingyue Building and went straight to a private room at the end of the second floor.
"What's the matter?" Ximen Hao was sitting at the window in the room, holding the tea cup, casually looking at the scenery in the distance.
"Lord, the queen has invited the princess into the palace." Steward Lin lowered his hand.
"Please?" Ximen Hao was skeptical of this word, otherwise Steward Lin would not have rushed to Mingyue Tower to find him.
"That's what Grandpa Chen said." Steward Lin said, "But it doesn't look so simple. β
"Yiyi is the palace that I entered last night." Ximen Hao took a sip of tea and said lightly.
Last night, Bai Yiyi said that she couldn't bear to face Xiaorou's tragic death, so she left the palace overnight and entered the palace. Ximen Hao was not in the palace at that time, and he got the news later.
"The old slave also thinks so, so I came to inform the prince." Steward Lin said, of course, the meaning of the unclear meaning is that Su Ranhua was called away by the queen and it was related to yesterday's murder.
"Got it." Ximen Hao said lightly, but did not react, still casually looking out of the window, I don't know where the target in his eyes is.
"The prince doesn't plan to go and see?" Steward Lin paused and asked.
Ximen Hao has always disliked people talking too much, but Steward Lin is an exception, this old slave he called Uncle Sheng has more things to do with him than between ordinary masters and servants, which is the thick accumulation of more than 20 years of getting along with their masters and servants.
"Since you have entered the palace, you don't need to leave in a hurry." Ximen Hao said as if nothing happened.
Steward Lin wanted to say something, but after all, he stuck the words in his throat and didn't say it.
Ximen Hao took another sip of tea, his eyes narrowed slightly, and swept towards the endless stream of passers-by downstairs, "Pay attention to the news in the palace, and report it to this king at any time." β
"Yes." Steward Lin retired. A look of worry flashed in his eyes, that Su Ran painting really made him remember, no wonder the prince didn't find a reason to abolish her for the time being. But if it falls into the hands of the queen, I am afraid it will be miserable again. Alas, it's a pity that a good girl followed Su Luocheng to make trouble.
It didn't take long for Ximen Hao to receive news from the palace again. Su Ranhua was punished with a rod in the queen's Jinhuayuan and was taken to the criminal prison, and the news of Su Ranhua's murder has spread in the palace, and it is believed that it will soon reach the ears of Su Luocheng.
When Ximen Hao heard the word cane blame, his heart couldn't help but chuckle, which was a feeling he had never felt before.
Hiding his surprised eyes, Ximen Hao squeezed the already empty teacup tightly, cracked into pieces with a snap, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and turned it into powder with strong internal strength, flowing down his fingers.
He must have hated her very much, the woman who dared to conspire with others and calculated herself ruthlessly, after being scolded by the queen mother's staff, did she still have a pair of stubborn eyes?