Sun Fangyu has never said much, always quietly reading, drinking tea and painting. Fu Ming also likes her quiet temperament, and likes to look at her quietly from afar.

The love lingered, and over time, Sun Fangyu was actually pregnant with the heir of Fu Ming, and from the original last position from the eight-rank dresser to the sixth-grade beauty.

Although this Sun Fangyu was from a lower background, Fu Ming thought privately that if Sun Fangyu could give birth to a son and a half daughter for her, even if it was a concubine, he would be able to give it.

Who would have thought that an accidental assassination, Sun Fangyu lost the child in her womb, and since then, her already indifferent temperament has become more and more indifferent, taciturn, and she can't bear it, but over time, she doesn't want to see her.

Suddenly hearing Sun Fangyu's voice again, the doubts in Fu Ming's heart became deeper, he knew that Sun Fangyu was a steady person, he had never liked the rights and wrongs of Taoists, and he seemed to understand something in his mind, but he didn't seem to fully understand, and he didn't answer when he heard the words, just nodded slightly.

Sun Meiren understood, walked sideways in front of Jiang Fulai, and stared at Jiang Fulai, who was kneeling on the ground trembling slightly, with a pair of obsidian-like eyes, as if she wanted to see him through.

Jiang Fulai was stared at by Sun Fangyu's eyes, like being stared at by a dormant poisonous snake, and his clothes, which had already been soaked with sweat, became more and more wet, he swallowed his saliva, staring directly at the fine lines on the marble floor, his eyes kept turning, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Sun Meiren hooked her lips and smiled lightly: "I haven't seen you for many years, Gonggong Jiang is not harmed?"

Sun Fangyu has always been a person who does his own thing and is a loner, that is, he has a deep friendship with Li Ronghua, who is also from the demon world, and often corresponds, but he has no friendship with Shuhe Palace, especially the close attendants beside Concubine Shuming.

As soon as these words came out, Mo said that it was Jiang Fulai, even Fu Ming, who was sitting on the dragon chair, smacked his tongue slightly, and a trace of suspicion floated on his handsome face.

Jiang Fulai, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't think about it, lowered his head and replied: "Thank you for the care of the little master, everything is okay with the slave?"

"Really?" Sun Fangyu deliberately lengthened his voice, and said suspiciously: "I don't know if the injury on Gonggong Jiang's leg is better?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Fulai's heart was shocked, and the whole person fell into a chaotic swamp, and the scenes of the past were drowned like a tide, and his already soaked body was paralyzed on the glorious marble floor, and the remaining lake water on his body and the sweat that came out wantonly due to tension wet the position within a radius of half a meter, contrasting with the bright light in the Changle Palace, which was particularly dazzling.

Sun Fangyu didn't pay attention to it, but turned around and bowed slightly to Fu Ming, who was sitting on the dragon chair, and said, "I don't know if the king still remembers the concubine's miscarriage back then?"

Fu Ming saw Sun Fangyu mention the events of the year again, and he was puzzled, but a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, and he said, "I won't forget it." ”

When Sun Fangyu heard this, his obsidian-like eyes reflected the scorching brilliance, and the crystal tears wrapped the bright eyes, and his heart was already full of oceans, and the waves were turbulent, but his face did not show a single bit, only timidly: "The person who assassinated the concubine back then is the current Jiang Gonggong!"

Sun Fangyu's words were loud and sound, like Huang Zhong Dalu knocking into the hearts of everyone present, especially Jiang Fulai, who was kneeling on the ground.

Hearing Sun Fangyu's words, the body that was paralyzed on the ground became more and more like mud, almost sticking to the ground.

Sun Fangyu did not stop there, but turned around with tears, a water-green light flashed in his hand, and a sharp wind blade fell on Jiang Fulai's wet clothes, gently cutting through his black night clothes, revealing a shocking scar, and a faint water-green mist flowed on the scar.

Jiang Fuzi didn't dare to dodge, the whole person was stunned and soft, letting the water-green wind blade cut through his clothes.

Sun Fangyu knelt down with a puff, and after uncovering the grief-stricken scars of the past with his own hands, the whole person fell into swamp-like pain, and sobbed: "Your Majesty, when the concubine was pregnant, the spell was temporarily lost, and it was this slave who was instructed to assassinate the concubine. Although the concubine's spell was temporarily lost, she left this long scar on the minion's leg with the frost-breaking sword, this frost-breaking sword is a third-order mysterious weapon, and the scar left behind is not destroyed for thousands of years. Finally...... The child of the poor concubine was not yet born... The concubine begged the king to seek justice for the concubine and her unborn child. ”

Sun Fangyu's voice burst into tears, I felt pity, the thick layer on Fu Ming's face became heavier, and his black and white eyes could almost drip out of anger, and he said, "Bastard, what else do you have to say." ”

Jiang Fulai was already frightened and lost his soul, but Li Ronghua bowed again and said: "Your Majesty, this Jiang Fulai is definitely not the mastermind, he was able to assassinate the pregnant Fang Meiren back then, it can be seen that he has already cultivated at his own expense, and it must not be true." Recently, the old trick was repeated, which not only harmed the miscarriage of Concubine Shuming, but also made Concubine Guiming a layer of injustice. How can a mere minion have such scheming?"

If people don't know what to do unless they do it, things are revealed one by one, Jiang Fuhai was so frightened that his soul flew out of the sky, paralyzed on the ground, and he didn't know what to do.

But at this time, Xiaofuzi's father-in-law bowed and walked into the hall, bowed slightly, and said: "The slave sees the king, the princess and the princess, and the concubine Huiming asks to see." ”

Li Ronghua and Sun Meiren were shocked, after the two of them left Huansha Lake, they did not directly follow Fu Ming's footsteps to Shuhe Palace, but waited until Fu Ming came out of Shuhe Palace, and then came to Changle Hall to ask for a meeting, but they didn't want this matter to let Zhixue intervene, but now it seems that I don't know who leaked the news.

Although Concubine Zhixue is not as smart as Concubine Shu Yao Rui, she is also a scheming person, and the huge harem of the entire Hades Mansion is also an existence that listens to all directions, how can such a big movement escape her eyes.

Fu Ming is not favored by Zhixue, it can only be regarded as respect, this matter of the heirs of the harem concubines should have been Zhixue's business, and it was just that she didn't come, since she came, it was not good to deal with such a thing behind her back, and then waved her hand and said: "Xuan!"

Concubine Zhixue today wore a red nine-colored silver silk Luan bird Chaofeng embroidered dress, wearing a phoenix wearing a peony red gold step, falling on the magenta tassel, graceful and luxurious, radiant!

Hui Mingfei Wu Lingyun followed closely in a long skirt that dragged the floor with a hundred flowers.

The two of them came with money, and Shi Shiran saluted: "The concubine (concubine) is the king!"

"Give me a seat!" Fu Ming said indifferently.

"Thank you, Wangshang!" Zhi Xue replied with a smile, and when she turned her eyes to see Jiang Fulai who was paralyzed on the ground, she was angry for a while, and shouted: "Dog slave, don't think about your duty, plot to kill the emperor's heir, frame the concubine, you are guilty!"