In front of Jingyi Hall, Wu Zhen led more than a dozen hidden guards to surround all the subordinates of the princess's mansion into an iron circle, so that none of the subordinates would have the opportunity to slip away.

Yuan Zhao walked over, and the subordinates who knelt on the ground in front of Jingyi Hall saluted.

"I'm sure you've already guessed what I called you for." Yuan Zhao took the tea handed by the attendant, took a sip, and said slowly, "Izumo Fangcai has already disposed of the main palace, and the next person must have a clear heart in his heart." ”

After that, Yuan Zhao pointed to a girl in pink clothes at the end of the crowd, and said with a light smile: "Suzhu, don't you like to be in the limelight on weekdays?" Why did you run behind that today? ”

Suddenly being called by name, Su Zhu's face instantly turned pale, and his body, which was already trembling slightly, trembled violently uncontrollably.

"Come to the main palace." Yuan Zhao smiled and beckoned to her, "On weekdays, Mo Jingshen comes to the mansion, and this palace has not seen you come to him, why, this palace is not your master, can't you be called?" ”

Speaking of the back, it was obviously a very gentle tone, but it became more and more creepy.

Horrified, Su Zhu knelt at the feet of Yuan Zhao, and desperately kowtowed and begged for mercy: "The slave maid is a ghost who has lost her mind for a while, begging Your Highness for forgiveness, begging Your Highness for forgiveness."

The sound of kowtowing sounded louder than the last, but after a moment, Su Zhu's forehead became bloody and blurred.

"Look at Suzhu's face." Yuan Zhao raised her head and sighed, "On weekdays, you take care of it more carefully than the main palace, but now you don't care about it at all, so what are you doing behind the back of the main palace?" Makes you scared like this. ”

"Your Highness, Your Highness." Su Zhu stepped forward in a panic, trying to grab Yuan Zhao's dress, but before he could get close, he was kicked away by Wu Zhen.

Su Zhu spat out a mouthful of blood and looked up at Yuan Zhao, only to see that Yuan Zhao was still looking at her with a light smile, but those eyes were like a lake covered with ice in winter, full of indifferent irony.

Looking at Yuan Zhao like this, Su Zhu's heart was terrified to the extreme, she fell to the ground in a panic, and said with tears in her eyes: "The slave maid was blinded by lard, so she was deceived, the slave maid didn't think about harming His Royal Highness, it was Mo Gongzi he, Mo Gongzi he ......"

"What is he? Is it because he is so gentle to you that you forget your identity, so you dare to frame me and the Overseer? Yuan Zhao smiled lowly, "You don't love your own face the most on weekdays, this palace will fulfill you today, first cut off your face, so that you can take a good look at your beauty before you die." ”

Hearing this, Su Zhu's eyes widened, and he forgot to quibble and beg for mercy. It wasn't until he was dragged down that he came back to his senses and hissed, "No! You can't touch my face! I don't want it! Yuan Zhao, you pervert, you can't! ”

Yuan Zhao frowned and glanced at Wu Zhu, who nodded in understanding and walked quickly to Su Zhu.

The sword came out of its sheath, the insulting stopped abruptly, and a tongue drenched in blood flew in front of everyone, bursts of screams came, and a few people with weak endurance actually fainted directly.

"In the past, as the descendants of Princess Yongle's Mansion, you were more decent than any other family. I don't expect you to go to the soup for me, but I only need loyal servants, and I will not spare anyone who has a different heart. ”

After that, Yuan Zhao grabbed all the eyeliners buried in this mansion by Yuan Nian and Mo Jingshen, or killed them with a cane, or beheaded them, and the originally dark crowd gradually thinned out, and the front of the court was also stained red with blood.

At the end of the day, the sun gradually became scorching, I don't know if they were scared or hot, and many people in Jingyi Hall were sweating profusely.

Yuan Zhao quietly looked at the expressions of everyone in the hall, knowing that his goal of establishing authority had been achieved, and the next step was to give grace.

"You have not betrayed the Lord, and for whatever reason, this house has a reward." Looking at the crowd who were still panicked in the last second with satisfaction, and the next second everyone's faces were full of surprise, Yuan Zhao said lightly, "A new subordinate will come in the mansion soon, and you, as the old man of the mansion, if you are loyal to the master, the reward will not be less." ”

"But if you have a different heart," Yuan Zhao glanced at Zhou Zhou with cold eyes, "the end will never be better than these people today." ”

Qingsui walked in front of Yuan Zhao, saluted and said loudly: "The slave and maid will serve His Highness loyally, go to the soup and fight the fire, and never give up."

One word provoked a hundred words in response, and Shen Shi stood aside, looking at the graceful and luxurious woman in the hall, with mixed feelings in his heart. In Nanchen, no one knows that Yongle Princess Yuan Zhao is flying and domineering, powerful and brainless, and is a well-known straw bag.

When the Lord sent her to Yuan Zhao, she was reluctant in her heart, but Zilinwei, the Lord's orders were all holy orders, and she didn't dare to disobey.

She had thought that she would be like the Lord, and that she would naturally be the best woman in the world if she matched him, but the Lord's heart was only tied to this straw bale princess, not only her, but many of Zi Linwei's colleagues were puzzled.

And today, after witnessing Yuan Zhao's decisiveness, she found out that this rumored straw bale princess is actually a revealing figure, and this ruthlessness and madness, Shen Shi secretly smacked her tongue, it was exactly the same as the Lord, and it was really a good match.