Murong Zhining's face was calm, and her face did not show any fear: "If the emperor gives the slave and maid a chance to defend themselves, the slave and maid will naturally be able to prove that she is not the daughter-in-law of the Zhuang family." If the emperor only wants to punish the slave and the maid because the slave scolded you just now, then the slave and the maid have nothing to say. ”

Yan Feng didn't want to give Murong Zhining a chance to prove her innocence at all, he felt that since this little woman dared to scold him for being a faint king, what else would she not dare? Yan Feng decided that she was not a good person, and he didn't want to give her a chance to get rid of her guilt. But what the little woman said just now was undoubtedly a big army for him. If she is executed now, it just proves to everyone that she is narrow-minded and takes the opportunity to vent her personal anger, what is it if she is not a faint monarch? Looking at Murong Zhining's unfazed expression, thinking of her hidden words, Yan Feng gasped: This little woman is not simple.

Yan Feng waved his hand impatiently: "Bring these three minions back and imprison them, I am tired today, and I will be tried slowly when I am free another day." ”

In the emperor's dormitory, in the Wan'an Palace, in the imperial study. Yan Feng was reviewing all kinds of twists and turns, and Zhuang Cheng's corruption case still needed to be dealt with in the aftermath. The case involved a wide range of people, and people from all six ministries were involved, as well as two princes and nobles. This case pulled out the private radish and brought out the mud, which gave him a headache. Yan Feng decisively beheaded Zhuang Cheng to death, just to hide some inside stories that could not be made public. He thought hard about finding a way to punish the rebellious ministers and thieves involved in the case, and also to take care of the royal relatives who participated.

Yan Feng pinched his eyebrows, and leaned back on the back of the chair tiredly, he was too tired. At this moment, a pair of small hands as soft as bones suddenly appeared behind him, pressing and pinching on his shoulders. Yan Feng closed his eyes slightly with great relaxation, and the corners of his lips curled a little: "There is Concubine Lao!" He closed his eyes and knew who was behind him.

Qi Yunhuan's face was full of smiles, and her little hands kneaded Yan Feng's shoulders one by one, relieving Yan Feng's fatigue. She is the only one who can appear by the emperor's side at any time without the need for a notification from the palace people. Although Yan Feng sometimes doesn't like this, the Qi Yun family has been guarding the border for the royal family for generations, and her younger brother Qi Yun Yuexuan once sacrificed his life to save him. With these, Yan Feng will continue to spoil Qi Yunhuan, give her unique privileges, and let her enjoy the mighty imperial grace that is the envy of women all over the world.

Yan Feng pulled Qi Yunhuan behind him to the front and let her sit on his lap. Looking at her beautiful and incomparable hibiscus face, Yan Feng couldn't afford to make a ripple in his heart. He admits that Qi Yunhuan is very beautiful, but for some reason, Yan Feng has never felt a heart for her. His love for Qi Yunwan is so indifferent that he feels sorry for her. Yan Feng can only give Qi Yunhuan endless grace on the surface, he married her just to make the Qi Yun family more glorious, but that has nothing to do with love!

Yan Feng thought of the deceased queen at this time. The queen is Yan Feng's wife, and at the age of fourteen she married Yan Feng, who was still the king of San. The queen's beauty is not as delicate as Qi Yunhuan, she has an extremely plain temperament, always gentle and graceful, and she is very pleasing to Yanfeng. So even if the queen is not beautiful and captivating, Yan Feng still likes her more.

The women of the harem often do scheming things in order to win the emperor's favor, which makes Yan Feng disgusted. Compared with Qi Yunhuan, the queen always behaves tolerantly and generously, avoiding a lot of harem disputes, which saves Yan Feng a lot of heart. Unfortunately, the queen died of an illness two years ago. Yan Feng has always refused to establish a new queen under the pretext that the pain has not subsided and he can't bear to stand up.

Qi Yunhuan wants to be the queen very much, but it is not because she is greedy for glory and wealth. She has already pampered the sixth house, and glory and wealth are insignificant to her. All she wants is Yan Feng's attitude, she can only measure Yan Feng's love for her through the title of queen.

Late at night, the palace maids waited for Yan Feng and Qi Yunhuan to go to bed, and silently retreated to the door of the dormitory to wait. The entire Wan'an Palace fell silent, and the light smoke of burning candles and the smell of burning sandalwood wafted through the hall.

Yan Feng on the dragon couch had no intention of clouds and rain, and fell asleep early.

Qi Yunwan didn't feel sleepy, she was half on her side, one jade hand supporting her peach cheeks, and she couldn't take her eyes off the sleeping man next to the pillow. The hard curves of the emperor's face reflected the soft candlelight, and the strong contrast made her fascinated. Qi Yunhuan just wants to keep Yan Feng as her own, and she is never willing to share Yan Feng's love with any woman. After the death of the queen, no one can compete with her for the emperor's favor, and she boasts that she can firmly grasp Yan Feng's heart.

Yan Feng was busy with state affairs all day long, and he forgot about the three maids, which made the three girls suffer a lot in the dungeon. They have been locked up in a damp and cold underground cell for five days, and they can only eat a few steamed buns with a bad taste every day, and even the amount of water is limited. It's not enough to drink, let alone wash your face. After a few days, the three girls were very embarrassed and miserable.

The cell is divided into two sides, the left and right, and the girls who are locked in three cells can see each other.

Cai Sang pointed to the maid who reported Murong Zhining: "Cai Qin, you always hurt others, I didn't expect to hurt yourself, right? People like you usually won't end well!" Cai Qin looked disdainful: "I just can't get used to her arrogant appearance, I just don't like her, I just want to make her feel bad." What can you do with me?" Cai Sang glared at Cai Qin angrily: "They are all girls from poor families, the same hard life, but you put people to death everywhere." Who doesn't know that you are jealous of Zhining? You used to want to exclude her and climb the high branches and be the young grandmother of the banker. Now that the dealer is down, you will sprinkle your anger on Zhi Ning. "The two girls are arguing with each other without giving in.

Murong Zhining sat in the corner with an indifferent face, as if everything that happened around her had nothing to do with her. The quarrel between the two maids, she didn't interject. She has known since she was a child that people are unpredictable and have a life of displacement, and she has long developed her character of not being surprised.

Murong Zhining's memory is full of the tragic experience of constantly fleeing and being resold again and again! However, there are also some very vague and warm pictures that often appear like dreams: a beautiful and noble woman in gorgeous clothes holds the young girl and hands it to a man who is very proud, and the man embraces the mother and daughter into his arms, his chin rubs against the little girl's soft little face, his eyes are full of doting smiles, and the little girl laughs like a silver bell with a small milk sound. Every time Murong Zhining woke up from these warm dreams, she always wanted to know who she was, where were her parents, why did she and her nurse keep being hunted down?

The door of the prison squeaked open, and the emperor finally remembered that when he raided the house of the criminal minister Zhuang Cheng five days ago, there was still one thing that had not been dealt with. He has little time today, and he wants to get this matter into account. Thinking of the woman who scolded him for being unconscious, Yan Feng's handsome face cast a shadow of unhappiness: "Bring those minions, I will interrogate them personally." ”

The three girls were escorted to the back garden of the palace. Yan Feng was dressed in casual clothes, sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lotus pond, looking into the distance. On the stone table beside him were brightly colored seasonal fruits and a few delicate plates of snacks.

Yan Feng shook the folding fan and drank tea while enjoying the beautiful scenery in the distance. A few unknown waterfowl flapping their wings on the shore caught his eye, and he didn't even look at the three girls kneeling on the ground.

Cai Qin quietly raised her head, the corner of her eyes greedily stared at the snacks on the table, and swallowed her saliva "Goodong", she was so hungry. In the past, when she was in Zhuang's house, she was responsible for serving Mrs. Zhuang. Mrs. Zhuang is a very ruthless woman, she relies on herself as the original match, her mother's family is rich and powerful, and she manages her own men obediently, and the maids have no good life in her hands. Cai Qin has been following Mrs. Zhuang for a long time, and she has figured out Mrs. Zhuang's temper, so she pleases Mrs. Zhuang as she likes, and Mrs. Zhuang likes to listen to flattery, so she pats Mrs. Zhuang's ass every day. Mrs. Zhuang hated a good-looking little girl, so she changed her method to help Mrs. Zhuang get angry, so Mrs. Zhuang regarded her as a confidant.

She followed Mrs. Zhuang, but she didn't eat less fragrant and spicy food, but in the past few days, she has been locked up in the dungeon, eating moldy and rancid steamed buns every day, and seeing exquisite dim sum, it is inevitable that the gluttony in her stomach will be hooked. She longed to catch it and feast on it.

Yan Feng retracted his gaze from afar, glanced at the three girls kneeling on the ground, frowned in disgust, and his majestic and arrogant voice sounded: "Which of you was the cheap maid who scolded the faint king that day?" The voice was so cold that it seemed to come from hell, making people smell like falling into an ice cellar. "It's a slave. Murong Zhi's face did not change: "The slave and maid came out casually in a hurry that day, not intentionally offending the emperor. Hua Yan's Son of Heaven is a generation of Ming Jun, and the slave maid felt extremely ashamed of his unscrupulous words at that time. The corners of Yan Feng's mouth hooked, and he roared disdainfully: "Don't think that if you apologize, I will spare you, you scolded me in front of so many people that day, this is not something that can be offset by saying nice words." "The slave didn't apologize, the slave just defended herself. Yan Feng listened to this, and his complexion, which had just eased a little, immediately returned to coldness, and he could even see the green tendons next to his temples, beating again and again. The surroundings were suddenly terrifyingly quiet, and the palace people were so nervous that they lowered their heads, they knew that the emperor's anger was about to roll up a storm! The personal eunuch beside Yan Feng shouted in a shrill voice: "Bold and cheap, how many heads do you have? Dare to offend the Holy Lord again and again, this is the crime of the Nine Clans!"

Murong Zhi's face was fearless, calm and calm: "In this way, I will disappoint the emperor." The slave and maid have no father or mother since they were young, and they are alone, where did the nine clans come from? The emperor has always refused to give the slave and maid a chance to defend themselves, and it doesn't matter if there is one more crime or one less crime. ”

Yan Feng was furious to the extreme, he had never met such a bold woman. He was the Son of Heaven and never needed a reason to kill, but he never had any regard for human life, yet the little woman repeatedly questioned his wisdom and accused him of being a tyrant who disregarded human life.

Yan Feng was a little uncontrollable, and his fingers trembled and pointed at Murong Zhining: "I'll give you a chance, let you die and understand, I want to see how you prove that you are not the daughter-in-law of the Zhuang family?"