Feng Bao had been frightened and left with the angry sage. When he saw the sage quickly stepping out of Changxin Palace, he didn't even dare to remind him to send him out.

The whole journey was silent, as he and the palace attendants carrying the chariot followed behind with bated breath and fear.

But before he had gone far, he suddenly saw the person in front of him suddenly stop his feet. Before he could stop hastily, he was shocked to see the other person's face changed suddenly and he suddenly came back, walking towards him quickly.

Run in the direction of Changxin Palace.

He couldn't dodge and was almost hit by the Holy Lord who came back. The Holy Lord pushed him away, gritted his teeth with a straight face and ran as fast as he could. Even though he had been serving the emperor for so many years, he had never seen the other party so frustrated.

Live with dignity and respect.

He was also frightened and hurriedly followed.

The palace maids in Changxin Palace were still trembling on the ground. He quickly walked through them with the Holy Emperor, and soon arrived in the dormitory.

In the dormitory, there was a lot of mourning.

The old nun of Changxin Palace fell to the ground and cried uncontrollably, while the eldest palace maid Nian Xia, who still had blood on her face, covered her mouth with her hands and cried so hard that her whole body trembled. Both of them knelt down and cried in the direction of Nuan Pavilion.

, the moment that scene fell into his eyes, it immediately made him feel numb all over.

The saint in front seemed to stiffen his back for a moment, and then he rushed forward and kicked open the door of the inner bedroom. When the two wooden doors fell down with a sound, the footstool fell to the ground in the room, and the white tiles on the beams were seen.

Ling and the group of trains hanging in the air suddenly burst into people's sight.

Feng Bao opened his eyes wide in panic and suddenly felt that half of his body was numb. His eyes flashed, and the Holy Spirit rushed in with lightning speed.

Zhu Jing's face turned pale and he hugged the person down.

The woman on the beam seemed to have no bones, she collapsed limply in his arms, her eyes were closed tightly, her face was pale, and the bruises on her neck were shocking. He didn't have time to put her on the bed, and as soon as he took her down, he pointed at her with his fingers.

Put his belly on the side of her neck, and feel the tension in her back carefully.

The soft neck is still warm, and the pulse on the side of the neck slowly transmits a beating feeling.

Although it was weak, it undoubtedly showed that the person was still alive. He pinched her right away without hesitation, and unbuttoned the two buttons on her collar with his other hand. He waited until he saw the thick eyelashes under her eyelids twitching.

As if he had to open his eyes with difficulty, his back, which was as stiff as stone, relaxed inch by inch.

Wen Yin gradually woke up from a brief coma. Before she could see the livid face of the person in front of her, the burning pain in her lungs and throat spread throughout her body, and she had no time to think about anything else.

Zhu Jing looked at the woman who was slumped in his arms, breathing hard with her mouth open, coughing silently in pain with a pale face, and felt a severe pain in her eyebrows and heart.

"Wen Yin, don't rush to die before I figure out how to deal with you."

After she calmed down, he said in a gritted voice, his eyes passing through the horrifying marks on her neck and falling between her soulless brows. The scene of her just hanging from the beam appeared in front of his eyes, and he closed his eyes sharply.

Taking a breath, it felt like there was a blazing fire in my chest, with nowhere to rise and nowhere to vent.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were like an owl's gaze, and a cold voice seemed to come out from between his teeth: "Don't even think about good things. This debt cannot be easily written off once you die."

His lips were very thin, his eyebrows were low, his nose was high, his jaw bone was sharp and hard, and his face was a bit unkind. Now he was looking at her fiercely, which made him look even more ferocious.

Wen Yin panted rapidly, feeling the coolness entering her bones.

"Listen clearly Wen Yin, please live a good life for me until I figure out how to make you atone for your sins."

Zhu Jing put her down and stood up, looking down from a high position: "As smart as you are, you should know the consequences of disobeying orders. I also believe that such a fate is something you don't want to see."

After saying this, he stopped looking at her and walked out of the room quickly with a cold face.

The moment he stepped out of the room, he paused and stared intently at the eye-catching bright yellow handkerchief in the old nanny's hand.

Aunt Yu bowed her head and let out a loud cry: "The veil given to the empress by the Holy One is very precious to the empress. When she came, she also asked the old slave to use it to cover her face and bury her..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Jing had already strode away, his steps long and steady.

Aunt Yu knelt down and walked towards the direction he left. As she knelt down, she cried loudly: "The Queen said that she has betrayed the love of the Holy One. If there is a fate in the next life, she will meet the Holy One sooner and repay the Holy Love! Please let the Holy One let the Queen go.

, the empress loves the Lord Chongsheng in her heart..."

The cold wind howled outside, making the door of the temple creak.

Grandma Yu collapsed on the ground and cried bitterly, and Nian Xia also cried and sobbed non-stop.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps coming back was heard outside the hall.

Nanny Yu looked up anxiously and saw that Feng Bao had come back in a hurry despite the wind and snow, entered the palace without saying a word, and went straight into the Nuan Pavilion.

Not long after, he bowed out again, holding the half-old gold hairpin and the broken jade in his hand. He came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

The cold winter wind outside the palace blew in along the half-open door of the palace, making people shiver involuntarily.

Aunt Yu and others had their heads cleared from crying, and now they finally realized what they had forgotten.

Empress!!

On the royal desk of the Qinzheng Hall, half-old gold hairpins and broken jade ornaments were laid out silently.

Under the imperial desk, Xu Shiheng was kneeling silently with his hands bound. His face did not show the fear or embarrassment of impending disaster, but instead showed the calmness of a dry well.

The person on the throne stared at him deeply, and the palms that were holding the golden dragon head on the throne became heavy and loosened.

Zhu Jing had countless thoughts of cutting this man into pieces and scattering his bones to ashes, but he suppressed them all. The eunuch deserved to die, but not now. Killing the eunuch now would only make him look bad.

He is ridiculous.

He would never allow him to kill this eunuch on the face of a jealous husband. How could he, a despicable eunuch, be worthy of his majestic and powerful emperor? It was simply ridiculous and shameful! If he really wanted to do this,

I'm afraid that every time he thinks about it in the future, it will be like a fine thorn, stinging him and not being happy.

Therefore, he kept the eunuch alive for the time being and kept it under his nose every day. Just like when he faced those civil servants who were in high power, and like when he faced the two empress dowagers who almost deposed him, they humiliated him more and more.

The more we must face it, the more we cannot avoid it.

Wait until he overcomes that emotion and becomes calm.

As an emperor, his emotions should not be influenced or controlled by anyone.

Zhu Jing turned his gaze and looked at the gold and jade on the table, his eyes darkening.

It is undeniable that he still feels a bit reluctant to treat her, but for a woman whose heart is not with him and who tramples on the bottom line of his dignity, if he insists on it, he will be humiliating himself.

Besides, the harem is just his condiment, so why should it cause heartache and liver damage? Moreover, emperors should not be bound by emotions, let alone have weaknesses.

Zhu Jing looked away, removed his palm from the dragon's head, and took out a memorial on the case.

Just wait and remember, wait until he completely lets go of the eunuch, and her! When they can no longer affect his emotions at all, he will fulfill the fate of this pair of fateful mandarin ducks and send them on the road together.

On this day, the harem was not peaceful. Not only was it not peaceful, it caused an uproar!

Feng Bao, the imperial palm seal, holds the imperial edict of Ming and Huang in his hand and delivers it to the Sixth Palace. The title of Concubine Yin, the daughter of the Wen clan, is deposed and she is demoted to the rank of a concubine of the lowest class. She is banned from the Changxin Palace forever. If she encounters no mercy, I admire this.

The imperial edict issued suddenly and without any warning, it can be imagined that it is going to blow up the entire Sixth Palace.

Among the concubines of the Sixth Palace who were originally in Maodong, who could still sit still, regardless of the severe ice and snow, they all braved the wind and snow to go out to other palaces to inquire about news, trying to know what happened in Changxin Palace.

It was clear that the Moon Saint had specially taken the concubine to the grassland to relax, and envied others with his affection and affection. He was still showing his favor to the concubine before his eyes, so why did he suddenly issue an order to knock the concubine into the bottom of the valley overnight?

There was absolutely no warning, and the suddenness of this imperial edict caught them off guard.

What makes people even more suspicious is that the first half of the imperial edict does not mention the mistake made by the imperial concubine, and it seems to be kept secret, which inevitably makes people more suspicious.

Feng Bao, who is waiting in front of the emperor, has been living like a year in recent times.

Since returning from Changxin Palace that day, the air pressure in Qinzheng Palace has become lower and lower day by day.

He didn't know what the Holy One was thinking. Not only did he not kill Xu Shiheng, but he continued to keep him on duty in the Qinzheng Hall. What made him even more horrified was that the Holy One also deliberately placed the pair of gold and jade in a conspicuous place on the Imperial Case.

Face it every day.

Such a holy majesty made him even more frightened. Now that he was suppressing it and not having an attack, when he did attack in the future, it would definitely be an angry emperor and millions of people would be killed.

His Majesty was more and more late at night reviewing official duties, and often did not go back to the Yangxin Hall to rest until after midnight. But when he returned to the palace, His Majesty lay on the imperial couch and could not fall asleep, and often the next day his eyes would be clouded.

Walking into Qinzheng Hall full of blood.

Later, from an unknown date, the Holy Father had to drink before going to bed. This drink was not just one or two drinks. He would often become extremely drunk after one drink, completely abandoning the previous principles of maintaining health.

At first, he tried to persuade him tremblingly, but when he came into contact with the Holy Master's gaze, the heavy and cold gaze only made him shudder, as if his neck was about to be broken by the opponent, and he was frightened and frightened.

, how dare you talk more in the future?

From then on, Sheng spent the whole day working on paperwork, reviewing official duties until late at night, then drank and had a hangover, and the next day stepped into the Qinzheng Hall with slightly red eyes. The cycle repeats.

The ministers of the previous dynasty were also shocked by the fact that the imperial concubine was thrown into the cold palace.

However, there are many alert people among the courtiers, and some of them are reminded of the incident of Ma He, the Minister of Rites, being imprisoned in Zhao Prison. The two events are not far apart, and they are reminiscent of Ma He's enthusiasm for pursuing the imperial concubine in the past, and Ma He went to the grassland.

When he was delivering the book, he was hit by the imperial concubine's horse, so some people in the capital felt that they had vaguely figured out the truth.

When the rumors about the imperial concubine and Ma Shilang reached Mr. Ma Ge's ears, Mr. Ma Ge was so frightened and angry that he became ill. He didn't believe it, but he was also afraid that there was some truth in the matter.

His great favor is obvious to all, and the Holy Spirit would not be so ruthless unless he made a big mistake.

He immediately used his connections to send people to investigate some of the details of his time outside the Great Wall that day.

He has been in the position of cabinet minister for so many years, and his connections can be imagined, so it is not difficult for him to find out that when Mahe was hit by the imperial concubine's horse in Saishang, Concubine Xian and Concubine Zhuang went to the imperial tent to suspect that they were raped.

About eye drops.

Immediately I was shocked, angry, shocked and regretful!

When Concubine Xian was told that Mr. Ma Ge had resigned due to illness and could no longer teach the eldest prince, her face quickly turned ugly, but she soon returned to normal.
To be continued...