Grandpa An's first thought was to hold back the celebrant and then find a way to solve the problem.

Now, the last thing the celebrant can go to is the small black house, if he goes and sees Mama Jiang beating Wen Cha's head and bleeding, it will be a catastrophe for Zhong Cui Palace, or the Lan family.

They can't bet.

"My lord, this is the place of the palace, it is the emperor's harem, please think twice."

The celebrant glanced at him and threw Concubine Lan out, Gonggong An hurriedly helped the frightened concubine, and was about to speak again, when the celebrant had already raised his feet and walked to the palace maid's residence, not far away was the small black house.

Gonggong An gave the palace maids on the side a look and asked them to stop, and the palace maids followed, but before they could get closer, they were frightened by the evil aura on the celebrant supervisor.

When the celebrant came to the palace maid's quarters, a snow-white dove suddenly flew from the sky, and it landed on the roof of the small black house, and made a violent birdsong like a broken throat.

The celebrant raised his feet and walked to the door of the small black house, kicked the door open, and all the scenes of the small black house were fully visible.

Nestled on the low stool, Wen Cha, who was about to fall asleep, opened his eyes when he heard the voice, saw the celebrant and rubbed his eyes, "You're here?" ”

The celebrant's gaze instantly fell on her blood-stained palm, and he hurried into the room, picked her up from the low stool, and examined her up and down, and found that only the palm of his hand was injured, and his face was still very ugly.

Wen Cha rubbed her face and pointed to Mama Jiang who was hanged up, "She hit her." ”

At this time, Mama Jiang had not yet lost her breath, she had more air out and less air intake, and she was already dying.

The celebrant stared at her for a long time, and then asked, "Which hand did she hit you?"

Wen Cha did not shy away from complaining: "Both hands are beaten."

Before the words fell, the master of ceremonies drew his sword, and a sword passed, in the shadow of the sword, Mama Jiang's two hands were cut off, and the dying Mama Jiang screamed in pain, the socks in her mouth also fell off, and there were a lot of snot and tears, and the whole person was convulsed.

The palace maids who followed outside the house were so frightened that they rolled their eyes and fainted.

I have never seen such a cold-blooded and brutal person! It's a devil out of hell!

"What else did she do?"

"She's going to rob me of the token of love you gave me."

Wen Cha pointed to the jade ornament around her neck, "She said that it was hers who took it." ”

Then Mama Jiang's two legs were also broken, and the whole person was bloody, and she became a person who had escaped from life.

No one dared to stay at the door of the house, the concubine was so frightened that she had already sent someone to invite the emperor, and she had never regretted it like now.

If it weren't for her ghostly desire to keep warm tea, she wouldn't have caused such a big trouble as the celebrant at all!

The celebrant is a madman who doesn't recognize his relatives! What if the celebrant kills the red eye and gets rid of her as well?

Only the emperor can save her, the harem is the emperor's gentle township, and the emperor will not ignore her!

"What else?" caused such a tragic scene with his own hands, and the celebrant didn't blink his eyes, "Where did she move you?" ”

"She's going to kill me."

"Hmm."

After the celebrant cut Mama Jiang into a human being, he cut off Mama Jiang's tongue, and even wanted to cut off her nose, gouge out her eyes, and beat her to death.

Finally, Wen Cha took his hand, "That's enough." ”

But the celebrant felt that it was not enough, and "I will ask someone to bring her back in a moment." ”

It goes without saying what to do with it.

Wen Cha finally realized that this man, he is not only his boyfriend, but also an overseer, among the eunuchs, he has the highest official position, even the emperor has to rely on his protection, he does not show innocence, he is really cold-blooded and yin in his bones.

"Who else upset you?"

Wen Cha snapped his fingers: "There are a lot of people who make me unhappy, are you going to kill them?"

Master of Ceremonies: "Hmm."

Warm tea: "......"

"Can we still take someone back?"

"Who?"

"A friend of mine, she was given a red by the concubine, and now she is in the torture room."

"Okay."

Coming out of the small dark room with Wen Cha in his arms, there were already several fathers-in-law with swords outside, and without waiting for the celebrant to speak, he took the initiative to wrap Mama Jiang in a cloth and carry it away.

In the main hall, the concubine listened to the sound of coming and going, her body was paralyzed in the arms of Grandpa An, and she intuitively did the one thing she regretted the most in her life.

But no matter how much you regret it, there is no room for turnaround.

The celebrant walked to the door with the warm tea, and Concubine Lan couldn't help but hold her breath, for fear that the celebrant would draw her sword and cut her.

You must know that in the emperor's heart, the positions of the concubine and the celebrant are different.

A woman can have it again, let alone a woman without an heir.

An emperor has three thousand beauties, but he only obeys the emperor's orders, like a dead soldier, and there is only one leader of the Jinyi Guard who has been cultivated for decades.

It is clear which is more important at a glance.

Even if the celebrant kills her now, as long as the celebrant has a valid reason, the emperor may be angry, but he will not have a real suspicion of him, and will even cover up the truth for him.

This is the biggest difference between them, so Concubine Lan is afraid, she has never been so afraid.

She only hopes that the emperor will come and come soon!

The emperor did come soon, he was the life-saving straw for Lan Guifei, Lan Guifei almost went crazy and threw herself into his arms, wanting to be protected.

The emperor, who has always been fond of her, was a little cold this time, and he didn't even want to listen to Concubine Lan's explanation: "I heard Ji Aiqing explain everything, Concubine Ai, you didn't do it right."

Concubine Lan shrunk into his arms, her heart was cold and terrible, she was dying and struggling: "Your Majesty, the concubine asked herself if she did anything wrong, the third-class palace maid did stealing, and the concubine disposed of her according to the rules of the palace, what's wrong?"

Her careful thoughts, how could the emperor not be clear, and it was because she was clear that the emperor felt bored: "This matter, I heard that another palace maid was involved, and you have handed her over to the torture room?"

Lan Guifei expected that Xia Qiu would be killed by Yizhang Hong, so she opened her mouth and said, "That palace maid is Xiaocha's accomplice, so naturally I can't tolerate it."

"Really?" The emperor's eyes were slightly cold, "In that case, why don't you ask those two palace maids to confront me for a while?" ”

The concubine's face changed: "This ......"

"Your Majesty," the cold voice of the celebrant came from outside the house: "Xia Qiu has been brought."

A smile appeared on the emperor's face, "Bring it in." ”

The next moment, Xia Qiu, who was dressed in a blood-stained skirt and had already gone for half his life, and the celebrant had already stood in the main hall.

Seeing the emperor, Xia Qiu's eyes were straight, dragging his bloody clothes, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, "The emperor saves me, the emperor must save me!" ”

Seeing Xia Qiu, whose legs were stained with blood and was in a mess, the emperor's eyes dimmed for a moment, "If you want me to save you, you can explain the matter to 1510, what should I do, I have my own ideas in my heart." ”

Hearing the truth of the matter, Xia Qiu's face turned white.

Isn't the truth that she was jealous of Wen Cha, stole the concubine's hairpin, framed Wen Cha, and tried to kill her?

How did she say such a truth?

Speaking of which, she must die!

She slammed her head on the ground and trembled: "The slave doesn't dare to say it."

"Oh?" The emperor's eyes instantly became interested, "I'm here, if you have any grievances with a little palace maid, just report it." ”

Xia Qiu glanced sideways at the expressionless celebrant behind him, and Wen Cha beside him, the lies choked in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

She didn't want to be sent to the torture chamber anymore, if it wasn't for the celebrant to arrive, she would definitely die.

"Slaves and maidservants are wronged."

She slammed her head on the ground, and her head was already bleeding, and the blood flowed like a stream, "The slave maid has never taken Niangniang's jewelry at all, nor has she been in the same stream with Xiaocha, everything is because Niangniang misunderstood us, and begged the emperor to call the shots for us!" ”

Now, she has seen the true face of Lan Guifei clearly, with her means, she will never be able to fight with an old witch like Lan Guifei, since the master of ceremonies has already sent someone to rescue her, it means that the master of ceremonies has found out her good, I am afraid that she and Xiaocha will be accepted, she is now standing by the side of the master of ceremonies, and when the time comes, under the protection of the master of ceremonies, Lan Guifei will naturally not do anything to her.

"Is that so?" The emperor looked at the concubine beside him, and his face was majestic.

Lan Guifei was disgusted by Xia Qiu's cheekiness.

She stared at Xia Qiu coldly, eager to break this slut full of lies into pieces.

"Does the emperor believe in her, or does he believe in his concubines?"

"I only believe in the evidence."

"Really?" Concubine Lan got up from the bed and walked towards Xia Qiu aggressively, "You keep saying that this palace is slandering you, you are innocent, but on the night of the Lantern Festival, where are you?" ”

"After the slave and maid were on duty, they returned to Cuizhuyuan."

Cuizhuyuan is a small courtyard where the palace ladies live.

"Really?" The concubine walked up to her, lifted her chin, and stared at her coldly, "You haven't come out again since you went back to Cuizhuyuan?" ”

"Yes......"

The word "yes" made the concubine laugh, "But the palace maid Bilian who is on duty at night personally saw you go out of Cuizhuyuan and run to the gate of the palace, what do you say about this?" ”

Xia Qiu said unflusteredly: "The slave has never been out of Cuizhu Garden, Bilian is probably wrong."

"What about adding a little tea?"

The concubine walked to Wen Cha's side, grabbed Wen Cha's hand, and wanted to drag her into the water, "Bi Lian first saw Xiao Cha, and then saw you, you went to the palace gate together, but you didn't know what to do, don't you think it's strange?" ”

"Xiaocha did leave Cuizhuyuan, and came back in the middle of the night, but the slave maid did not leave."

"It's hard-mouthed!" Concubine Lan has never been such a person, and she is still a slave who dares to argue with her.

"You followed Xiaocha to the gate of the palace, and saw the master of ceremonies who was in love with Xiaocha, you were jealous in your heart, and hated Xiaocha's good luck, so you pretended to be a good person and Bilian with abdominal pain changed shifts for a while, it was at this moment that you had evil thoughts, stole into the main hall, and took away the jewelry of the palace, so as to blame Xiaocha, and the next morning, you wanted to get rid of Xiaocha by the hand of the palace, and provoked the suspicion of the celebrant and the palace to achieve your own goals."

"These things have been checked very clearly by this palace, do you still want to quibble?!"