Chapter 222: Court Trial

"Well, I ...... I'll pay attention next time. I...... I'll go back to the house first. ”

After speaking, he quickened his pace and walked in the direction of Qinfang Pavilion.

Looking at Shangguan Birou's eager back, a trace of contemplation crossed the butler's eyes, "Why does this Shangguan girl look so nervous...... I was really scared. ”

The housekeeper didn't suspect Shangguan Birou more, and his eyes quickly took his eyes back from her.

Just as he was about to turn around, he saw Dongfang Yunlie walking in from outside with a nervous expression.

"Lord ......"

"Send everyone in the palace and the Praetorian Guards in the capital to find Jiu'er back. Don't let go of any place. ”

After these words, he walked out of the palace again, and his steps were full of eagerness and worry.

This is the second time that the Imperial City Guards have searched all over the city to find people, and the person they are looking for is still the Princess Fengyu who they were looking for last time.

The Praetorian Guards searched all over the city, both inside and outside the city gate, but still did not find Feng Qinyu's whereabouts, this time, Dongfang Yunlie was even more anxious.

There was a little more panic in the face that had always been unfazed.

"Jiu'er, where the hell have you been?"

In the palace, Dongfang Yunlie frowned solemnly, and the fists under his cuffs clenched because of the uneasiness that kept spreading from his heart.

He almost turned the entire capital upside down, why can't he find Jiu'er's whereabouts.

With her body, it was impossible to go so far.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, and he looked up as if he thought of something.

rushed out of the palace again, and collided with Uncle Liu, who was coming back from outside, "Wang...... The prince ......"

"Continue to look for Feng Qinyu, you can't find it inside and outside Yuncheng, just go to other places to find it, be sure to find Feng Qinyu back."

After these words, his figure had disappeared from the butler's sight.

Yuncheng Prefect's Yamenβ€”β€”

"Say, why did you kill the one?"

Inside the yamen, above the public hall, the crowd of onlookers was gathered at this time, and Feng Qinyu, who was brought back to the yamen, knelt in front of the hall with a silent face, quietly looking at Sun Boqin, the prefect of Yuncheng, who was sitting in the hall with a solemn expression.

Sun Boqin's eyes were particularly sharp, and the shocking sound of the hall sounded in the hall, but it only caused Feng Qinyu to slowly raise his head.

There was no fear in this pale face, but instead there was the usual calmness and calmness.

"Lord Hui, I didn't kill the dead."

She told the truth, although she knew in her heart that her words were not convincing to the prefect and the surrounding people.

Sure enough, when Sun Boqin heard her say this, as if she had heard a ridiculous lie, she sneered twice, "Which murderer will admit to killing himself?" ”

Sun Boqin's words made Feng Qinyu fall into silence again.

The current situation is very unfavorable for her, and with the testimony of so many people and the preconceived notions of the prefect, it is useless for her to argue no matter how much she argues, and it is even likely to make things worse.

The only option she had now was to be silent for a while.

Seeing that she was silent, the people on the scene just acquiesced to her, and the low discussion became even louder.

I only heard Sun Boqin continue to ask: "This official asked you, you give me an honest answer now." ”

The shocking wood sounded again, and Sun Boqin spoke: "Do you know the deceased?" ”