Lian Che below was expressionless, strode forward, grabbed her back collar, and was about to drag her out of the hall.

Shen Qingqing hugged Shen Miaoyan's leg tightly, and then regardless of the so-called face, she broke down and cried: "Shen Miaoyan, I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong!" I won't dare to mess with you in the future, will you let me go back to Chu State?! I won't dare to go against you anymore woowoo woo ......"

Shen Miaoyan's face turned cold, and she kicked her heart.

Shen Qingqing was caught off guard, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the hand holding her leg also let go.

Lian Che dragged her and dragged her out of the Linwu Hall all the way.

After the two left, Han Xuzhi walked in quickly, leaned over and whispered in Shen Miaoyan's ear.

"Arsenic?" Shen Miaoyan raised her eyebrows, "In the prison, where did the arsenic come from?" ”

Han Xuzhi said lightly: "I have checked the records of Dali Temple, and only the prince of Pingbei has visited Wei Jinghong. ”

His voice landed, Shen Miaoyan raised his eyes, and saw Wei Sicheng shaking his wheelchair and already appeared at the door of the main hall.

Han Xuzhi owed the two of them and walked away.

When passing by with Wei Sicheng, Wei Sicheng's peach blossom eyes narrowed, "Lord Palm Print is really the most loyal dog by Her Majesty's side, and he is so active in reporting everything to His Majesty." ”

Han Xuzhi was arranged by Shen Miaoyan to be the master of ceremonies, responsible for holding the imperial seal and transmitting the will, and was regarded as the most powerful person in the inner servants.

He replied with a smile: "The life of the lower official belongs to Her Majesty the Empress, and I should do my best for her." ”

"Heh......" Wei Sicheng sneered, shaking his wheelchair and passing by him.

Shen Miaoyan sat upright, and raised his hand to signal the palace maids waiting in the hall to retreat.

She stared at Wei Sicheng expressionlessly, "I guessed that you had a vendetta with Wei Jinghong, but you sent him poison behind my back, didn't you take me as an emperor too seriously?" Or in the heart of the prince, am I just a puppet of your Pingbei Wangfu to support God's throne? ”

"Your Majesty is serious." Wei Sicheng smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth, staring at Shen Miaoyan fixedly, "In Weichen's heart, Your Majesty is both a king and a friend. From Beijun to Yanjing, months of suffering together are not experiences that can be erased at will. ”

"I think so too." The expression on Shen Miaoyan's face softened slightly, "Wei Jinghong's death, I won't care about you, but in the future-"

"Weichen is in Yanjing, only this one enemy. He is dead, and Weichen will not make waves again. ”

Shen Miaoyan's fingertips brushed over the teacup, and seeing that his expression didn't seem to be lying, he said lightly: "That's good." ”

She was about to discuss with him how to reply to the marriage of the Li family in the west of Sichuan, when a howl suddenly sounded outside the hall: "If my grandfather's family dies, I will not live anymore!" ”

Shen Miaoyan and Wei Sicheng looked over, only to see Qiao Bao'er's eyes swollen from crying, staggering in, and kneeling in front of Shen Miaoyan, "Your Majesty, please let my grandfather's family go for the sake of me being pregnant with the heir of the Great Wei royal family!" ”

"Bao'er, don't do this!" Wei Jinxi hurriedly chased in, trying to help Qiao Bao'er up, but Qiao Bao'er stubbornly refused to get up.

Shen Miaoyan held his cheeks, when Wei Jinghong forced the palace, Qiao Yilie, as his father-in-law and as the prime minister of Great Wei, made a lot of efforts in it, and he was guilty of the nine clans.

She squinted her eyes and said lightly: "Qiao Bao'er, I just thought that you were pregnant with your cousin's child, so I didn't want your life." Now, how dare you come to beg me to spare Qiao Yilie's family? You see, what he committed was a heinous capital crime. ”

Qiao Bao'er knelt on His Royal Highness, covered her stomach with one hand, and wept blood: "If the child in my belly is born, I should also call you an aunt." If this child asks me in the future, who killed his grandfather and grandfather's family, how should I tell him? Do you have to tell him that it was his aunt's hand? ”

The hall was silent.

Shen Miaoyan rubbed his temples with a little headache, being an emperor is not good at all, there are always many things that he can't help himself.

It sounds good to say that it is the world's most powerful Ninety-Five, but it is really high, and there are clearly many things, and they are even more restrained and not free than ordinary people.

She pondered for a long time and said slowly: "You go back first, let me discuss with the prime minister before making a decision." ”

Qiao Bao'er looked at Wei Jinxi with tears, Wei Jinxi picked her up seriously, "Bao'er, Yaya is the emperor, you have to take care of many important things, you must not let Yaya have a headache." Let's go, Sprouts will come up with a foolproof solution. ”

Qiao Bao'er nodded obediently, cried and leaned in his arms, and let him carry herself out.

After the two left, Zhang Qiyun and Zhang Wanli came over and told Yanjing about the situation.

Shen Miaoyan knew Zhang Wanli's talent, so she abolished the slave matter and left it to her to do it, and also promoted her to be a Zhengyi imperial doctor.

The two listened to Shen Miaoyan talk about Qiao Bao'er, Zhang Qiyun shook the bone fan and smiled like a fox, "This matter couldn't be simpler." Your Majesty can quietly send Qiao Yilie's family away from the house, and you are not allowed to step into Yanjing for half a step. When he was on the execution ground, he would replace Qiao Yilie with other death row inmates. In this way, the brother-sister relationship between His Majesty and King Yongle can be completed, and in the eyes of everyone, it will not be fair. ”

Shen Miaoyan nodded, thinking deeply, "Then let's do what the prime minister said." ”

After that, Shen Miaoyan spent a few more days leading hundreds of officials to formulate new laws, and the situation in Great Wei gradually moved on the right track.

In the early morning of this day, Shen Miaoyan got up and freshened up, and after meeting the hundred officials, he ordered someone to drive the Colosseum outside Yanjing City.

Several officials in charge of the Colosseum were secretly proud, thinking that she wanted to go to the show, so they specially went over in advance and prepared several wonderful colosseum shows.

The emperor's special royal car slowly walked towards the Colosseum, and Shen Miaoyan sat in it, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his lips.

At this time, in the stands of the Colosseum, a ragged and unkempt girl was pressed to the ground by several big men, and in broad daylight, a cruel violation scene was staged.

The girl lay on the ground, like a dog, screaming incessantly, and her well-maintained vermilion nails had long since broken into pieces, and were sinking deep into the dirt on the ground.

The once delicate little face was covered with dirt, and the corners of the mouth were torn.

It was Shen Qingqing.

The beautiful young man in red sat lazily on the big chair, drinking tea while casually scanning the play.

In the past few days, he took this slut to the ghost market, threw him into the beggar's nest in the ghost market, and let people abuse it at will.

It wasn't until I received a message from my sister last night that I took her to the Colosseum again.

The wind of early summer afternoon carried a hint of scorching heat, and he drank the wine in his glass, and heard a high singing voice outside the Colosseum:

"The emperor has arrived—"

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