Duan Wuluo only felt that the sky was about to fall, and Mo Qingchen, who was supposed to be on the ground, was actually saved by Chu Mohan.

Not only that, but also went to the royal court to sue.

It turned out that Xiao Li specially invited Emperor Bei'an to come here to sing the abdication of Zhenbei Hou.

Unexpectedly, the north queen of this town was safe and sound, but his own people were pushed into the water.

He underestimated Chu Wanxiang, a woman. I didn't expect her spiritual means to reach such a state.

When the queen mentioned this woman to him before, he thought it was a big fuss, but now it seems that this woman really can't be kept.

"Duan Wuluo." Emperor Bei'an shouted angrily, Duan Wuluo immediately knelt on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly: "The emperor is angry, the emperor's ministers have been wronged!" "Chen has never seen this person. I don't know why he blamed me so much. ”

"I haven't seen it." Chu Wanxiang smiled coldly, lowered her head and said to Mo Qingchen, "Young Master Lin, what did you say?" ”

Mo Qingchen stared at Duan Wuluo with hatred, thinking of the tragic deaths of his parents and sister, and wanted to kill him.

"Your Majesty, Qitian once met Mr. Wang face-to-face in a private school. Qitian remembered that on Mr. Wang's right wrist, there was a black scar similar to a centipede. ”

"Take a look." Emperor Bei'an asked the eunuch to pull up the sleeve of Duan Wuluo's right hand, and sure enough, he saw a scar on the inside of his wrist like Mo Qingchen said.

"Duan Wuluo, the crime of bullying the king is enough to destroy the nine clans."

Emperor Bei'an was like a furious lion, and his words made Duan Wuluo tremble.

"Father, it's just a scar, what does it mean? The number of people with scars on their bodies is countless. Based on this alone, it is impossible to determine that the person who was persecuted was Mr. Wang. ”

If Duan Wuluo falls, the Zongzheng Temple that he has managed to control with great difficulty will be out of control, and without the support of a political party in his hands, his succession path will be even less secure.

He couldn't.

Xiao Li knelt down to defend Duan Wuluo, asking only to guarantee his safety.

"His Highness Li's words do make sense, but a single scar is not enough to convince the public. So Beiye specially invited the shopkeeper of Wenxuan Pavilion and asked him to identify whether this book was written by Master Wang. ”

After finishing speaking, at the gate of another courtyard, Qingfeng walked over with a person.

The shopkeeper of Wenxuan Pavilion had a blue nose and swollen face.

As soon as he saw Duan Wuluo, he immediately shouted, "Master Wang! Lord Wang, help! Mr. Wang, you must save the villain, the villain always follows your instructions. ”

He doesn't even need to face him when he shouts out. Anyone who understands will know that this matter has something to do with Duan Wuluo.

Emperor Bei'an didn't give Xiao Li and Duan Wuluo any chance to plead, and ordered on the spot: "Zongzheng Sishan Wang Changqing, please take the bow hard, try to cover up, and calculate colleagues to ignore human life." Today, he resigned as the minister of Zongzheng Temple, and he was imprisoned in Dali Temple for trial. ”

"Father." Xiao Li screamed in surprise, and wanted to say something, but was stopped by An Guohou.

"Your Majesty, the emperor is now in a rage. His Majesty has been sentenced, and if you speak for him any more, perhaps he will take his anger out on you. ”

"Now, bear with me for a while, and when I go back and plan carefully, it's not too late to save Mr. Wang."

Xiao Li listened, looked at Emperor Bei'an's angry expression again, and immediately closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Standing up and returning to his seat, the anger in his heart turned into a sharp gaze, like a sharp knife stabbing at Chu Wanxiang.

"The emperor, the emperor, the old minister was wronged, and the old minister was wronged." Until he was dragged out of another courtyard by the guards, Duan Wuluo was still complaining.

Emperor Bei'an was troubled by his voice, frowned and rubbed his temples, and rested with his forehead for a while before turning his head to look at everyone in the hall.

"Today's poetry meeting is not over yet, you can continue, I'm a little tired, so I'll go back first. North night, you will enter the palace tomorrow and tell me the content of the poetry meeting. ”

Then, with the help of the eunuch, he got up and left the imperial courtyard.

Let her enter the palace tomorrow to report the content of the poetry meeting.

Chu Wanxiang smelled an unusual aura, looked at the back of Emperor Bei'an, and felt an ominous premonition in her heart.

Chu Mohan and Ruyi also noticed the clues.

Both of them looked at Chu Wanxiang, and Emperor Bei'an personally selected him to enter the palace, which was not a normal phenomenon.

Could it be that Emperor Bei'an is facing Chu Wanxiang.

Recalling the eyes that Emperor Bei'an gave to Chu Wanxiang at the plum blossom banquet before, Junli seemed to have understood.

His chest heaved violently, as if something had squeezed the oxygen out of his chest.

Ruyi felt that she could explode at any moment.

It was the most emotionally out of control since he was born.

I couldn't control my anger at all.

Since the Winter Feast, everything he thought he could control had gone out of control.

First Chu Wanxiang was no longer infatuated with and trusted her, then Chu Yan was down-to-earth, and now Emperor Bei'an actually had strange thoughts about Chu Wanxiang.

He originally wanted to win over the Marquis of Zhenbei through Chu Wanxiang in order to curry favor with Chu Yan and seek benefits for himself.

But now it seems that not only did he get nothing, but he was in a much worse condition than before.

This was something he never expected.

What went wrong and why did it turn out like this.

Jun Lisi clenched his fists and looked at Chu Wanxiang reluctantly.

After Emperor Bei'an left, the atmosphere of the poetry meeting was not as high as it was at the beginning, probably because of what happened just now, everyone was frightened, maybe because Emperor Bei'an was not there, so there was no need to show his talent.

After all, most of the people here are here to take advantage of this opportunity to show off their skills and win the chance to get to the top.

In this way, the poetry meeting ended quickly, and the participants scattered out of the Imperial Court, where they came from and where they were going.

"Sister Minghuang."

Xiaoqing followed Chu Mohan to Chu Wanxiang and called her enthusiastically.

"Your Royal Highness." Facing this Xiaoqing, who was always very enthusiastic about her, Chu Wanxiang had a good impression of her.

"Fourth brother, starling." Chu Qiang stood beside Chu Wanxiang and said to the two with a smile: "I heard that the princess has changed a lot before, and seeing her today, whether it is her demeanor or her conversation, it is really impressive." ”

"Hyun-woo, don't call me Starling, it sounds like you're calling an animal." Xiao Qing flicked Chu Qiang's forehead lightly.

"Then I'm not called Starling, what's my name?" The little girl retorted mischievously.

Seeing the interaction between the two, Chu Wanxiang couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Seeing them so close, she remembered that when the imperial brother came to Minghuang Mountain to see her, they also fought like this.

"Did the princess remember something happy?"

Chu Mohan caught the smile in her eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.