An Xian said: "My husband also said that those who can participate in this matter must be the people in my palace, as well as the defenders of the various checkpoints on the way to enter the palace. Just call them all and verify them one by one. ”

The emperor ordered the palace guards to be dispatched. Within half an hour, more than 100 people were arrested and brought over. There were many eunuchs and palace maids in the Anxian Palace, and the guards also arrested forty or fifty people.

These people were all kneeling in several rows in the square outside the main hall. Behind each stood a Praetorian soldier.

The steel knife in the hands of the forbidden army shone coldly. The situation is comparable to that of an execution ground.

Before the verification began, some people were scared and incontinent.

The emperor moved outside the palace, and the courtiers were separated on either side. The commander of the forbidden army personally accompanied An Xian to the square.

An Xian held the ice jade bowl and walked to the first person. This first person is the female official in the Anxian Palace. An Xian had already seen her before, and she was the older woman who dissuaded the county horse from leaving.

The forbidden army couldn't help but say, grabbed the female officer's hand, and was about to cut it with a knife. An Xian hurriedly said: "You don't need to use the knife, just a few drops of blood." She plucked the hairpin from her head and poked it on the female officer's finger.

The female officer looked at An Xian gratefully, and thanked in a low voice: "Qinglan Xie County Lord for saving his life." ”

It turned out that her name was Qinglan, and she wrote it down. It's a shame to say that An Xian actually forgot about her. However, if she forgets it cleanly, it means that she is innocent.

Qinglan's blood dripped into the bowl in An Xian's hand. The drops of blood immediately froze.

An Xian picked up the frozen blood droplets from the bowl, put them aside, and said expressionlessly, "It's not her." ”

An Xian glanced at the prisoners in the audience and said loudly, "This bowl has been cast with immortal magic. Last night, a strange man was mixed in my palace, who brought him in, this bowl will be known as soon as it is checked. If it is innocent, the blood drips into the bowl and immediately solidifies. If...... Hmph!"

The kneeling people were already shocked by this formation, and when they heard An Xian say this, the innocent people were relieved, and those accomplices suddenly beat in their hearts. The timid one turned three points whiter first.

Second, third......

It's been smooth.

The blood of the eight people in front of him all congealed into ice beads.

The ninth man was a pointy-faced eunuch. When he saw An Xian coming, he couldn't help but shrink back. An Xian stretched out the hairpin, but he didn't dare to reach out.

The forbidden army grabbed his hand and cut off half of his fingernails with a knife, and immediately bled profusely. An Xian stretched out the ice jade bowl and took some blood.

The blood fell into the bowl, showing no sign of freezing, but instead boiled with a grunt.

The eunuch's face changed greatly, he got up, pulled his legs and ran. The Praetorian Army behind him held him down.

"He is!" said Ann.

The commander of the forbidden army winked. The forbidden army dragged the eunuch out of the queue.

There was a commotion among the kneeling people.

The emperor and courtiers were excited. Immediately, several ministers volunteered to fight for the upper reaches of the land, asking the emperor to hand them over for interrogation.

But the emperor said, "I will interrogate myself!"

Holding the ice jade bowl, An Xian continued to collect blood and continue to arrest the accomplices.

On this bowl, of course, there is no immortal art left by An Xian Fujun. This bowl is indeed an ice jade bowl. It has the function of rapid cooling, and in the palace, it is generally used as a quick-freezing tool.

However, An Xian remembers the faces of most of the accomplices.

In her previous life, she spent ten years slowly grinding these enemies to death with the method of being haunted by resentful ghosts. She remembered their faces well.

When she saw the familiar face, she quietly sprinkled some yin soil into the bowl. This yin soil cannot be seen by ordinary people's naked eyes, even if it is an immortal cultivator, if the Tao is not enough, or if he has not practiced the art of distinguishing souls and ghosts, he will not be able to see it.

Immortal cultivators put cultivation first. Even if he is loyal to the court for the sake of cultivating resources, he will not participate in the political affairs of the court, and he will be offered as a guest secretary.

When there is nothing to do, they all cultivate in their own house. Only when there is a war, or a major event that can only be solved by immortal cultivators, the emperor sends someone to invite them, and they will appear.

In fact, the Nanrong Dynasty itself was a family of cultivators. However, the immortal cultivators of the family are all cultivating in the family's secret immortal sect.

Rest assured, there are no powerful immortal cultivators here. So, she didn't worry about being debunked at all. As for being debunked afterwards, at that time, everything that should have been confessed was confessed. She can say it's a ploy.

Yin soil isolates blood from the Ice Jade Bowl. The blood is not invaded by the cold of the ice jade bowl, so it will naturally not freeze, and at the same time, the yin soil itself has the effect of making the blood boil and make it unable to coagulate.

These yin soils in An Xian's hands were taken from the Ghost Mound Wasteland.

Time has passed, and peace and leisure are not remembered by all the faces of the enemy. Those inconsequential pawns, she also can't remember. However, these people have a weak heart and often behave differently from others. What kind of eyesight is leisure, at a glance, you know that there is a ghost in his heart.

Perhaps, there are also those who have a particularly strong psychological quality, but it doesn't matter. Enough of so many people were arrested.

These people's psychological defenses have been completely broken. The trial was very simple, as if pouring beans, all of them were recruited. I am afraid that I will be too late and will be robbed of the opportunity by others, and I will not even have a chance to confess my guilt and beg for my life.

It's a pity that they were too naïve. thought that if they confessed to the people behind the scenes, the emperor would spare their lives. Is the emperor such a soft-hearted person?

The results of the court's interrogation were the same as those found out by An Xian himself in his previous life.

The main messenger of all this is Duan Wang Nan Rongcan. Nan Rongcan is the emperor's concubine, originally the crown prince.

Because Wanjian Sect Liyuan fell in love with An Xian and wanted to marry An Xian as his wife, in order to curry favor with Liyuan and Wanjian Sect, in order to make An Xian's identity more representative of the Nanrong Royal, Emperor Nanrong and the elders of the Xianmen of the Nanrong family unanimously decided: to promote An Xian's father to the crown prince.

If it weren't for the fact that the current Emperor Nanrong was indeed An Xian's own grandfather, the elders of the Xianmen of the Nanrong family would definitely invite the emperor to step down and take him to the secret place of Xianmen to retire, so that An Xian's father would be the emperor directly.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect is too important to the declining Nanrong Family! As long as the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is willing to help the Nanrong Family cultivate immortal disciples, even if it is just a random pointer, it will be enough for the Nanrong Family to be of infinite use.

Nan Rongcan lost the crown prince for no reason, missed the throne, held a grudge, and used this plan to destroy the marriage between An Xian and Liyuan.

I don't know who was bewitched, this straw bale former prince thought that as long as he didn't marry Anxian from the abyss, he would be able to be the prince again.

As for the interests of the family immortal sect and the dynasty, the former prince didn't think about it at all.

Nan Rongcan was arrested, and he still didn't realize how much mistake he had made, and shouted: "Liyuan is only at the ninth level of the Spirit Realm, what is worth using the imperial throne to curry favor with?

An Xian rubbed her temples, it was because of this fool that she ruined her past life. Now, in order not to be destroyed by him, she has to work so hard.