"Your Majesty, all this was planned by this slut Yuan Zhao! Your Majesty, Nian'er is your and my child, don't you administer justice for her? Su Zhong's eyes were scarlet, as if he was about to cry blood, and he kept struggling to step forward and pinch Yuan Zhao, but he could only be dragged away unwillingly.

After Su Zhong left, the hall was quiet again, it was a deathly silence, and almost even the sound of falling leaves outside the window could be heard clearly.

Won-su held Won-so's hand, his expression was complicated, he felt guilty and distressed, but he didn't blame him for it.

Won Zhao was greatly touched in her heart, she knew that her mother would not listen to the slander of outsiders, so she didn't plan to hide Won Su's eyes from the beginning, but she didn't expect that after knowing the truth, Yuan Su not only did not blame, but also showed such a look of self-blame.

Her eyes were slightly hot, and she held Wonsu's hand back: "Mother, thank you for believing in Erchen, Erchen is fine, and he will not let himself have anything to do in the future, don't worry." ”

Yuan Zhu looked at her so sensible, her eyes were slightly sour, and she apologized: "Zhaozhao, the mother emperor is sorry for you, the current matter is Yuan Nian and Su Zhong's own fault, but it is about my Nanchen's face and majesty, and the mother emperor can't simply execute Yuan Nian." ”

Yuan Zhao nodded, and said obediently: "Erchen understands, the mother emperor doesn't need to consider the son, the son-in-law has let Yuan Nian get the punishment he deserves, and the mother emperor is in charge of the rest of the matter." ”

Yuan Su nodded: "You go back to the princess's mansion first, the mother doesn't want to involve you in the next thing." ”

After Yuan Zhao responded, he bowed and retreated.

This night, Yuan Zhao had a dream. She dreamed of a silver-haired woman dressed in red, a beautiful woman with a large field of poppies growing wherever she walked. Not far from the woman, there was a man in black hair and green clothes standing with his hands in his hands, and the woman in red smiled at the man, the man's face was cold, but her face was very familiar to her.

There was a cramping pain in his heart, and Yuan Zhao woke up from his dream, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he bumped into a pair of eyes as deep as ink. A burst of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, but the white flash reflected Tan Jiuzhou a little strange at the moment.

Tan Jiuzhou stretched out his hand to brush away a few drops of sweat on her forehead, and asked softly, "But you have a nightmare?" Yuan Zhao gasped and nodded.

There was a rapid sound of rain outside the hall, and Yuan Zhao looked at the blue-clothed young man in front of him, his phoenix eyes were slender, and his eyebrows were like knives, just like the man in his dream.

The pain spread from his heart again, and Yuan Zhao suddenly remembered what the mother had said to her: "If you are emotional, you are easy to be hurt, and if you are emotional, you will lose your intelligence." ”

"I thought you had been stuffy in the house for a few days, and you should be about to suffocate. I'll take you to the countryside for a walk. When Tan Jiuzhou saw her scared appearance, he didn't bother her anymore, just tucked the quilt for her, and walked out.

Yuan Zhao walked to the book case, leaned down slightly, and found a button, and in a moment, an entrance appeared on the ground.

Yuan Zhao looked at the narrow and dim corridor, his face hesitated, and after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and walked in.

The darkness gradually faded, replaced by a strange cold light emitted by the ice coffin, and above the ice coffin, there was a huge jade mirror.

"This is the streamer, drop a drop of blood into it, and you can get the truth you want." Suddenly, a woman's voice sounded, the voice was like a ghost, and Yuan Zhao's heart was shocked.

Seeing the woman in the ice coffin with her eyes closed, Yuan Zhao couldn't help but step forward. As the blood dripped down, the streamer suddenly glowed white, and a powerful suction force struck, sucking Yuan Zhao into the mirror in a moment.