Concubine Wu looked at Yun Zishu and said in a very cold voice: "Sit down."
Yun Zishu sat down aside, ignoring the fruits and tea presented by the palace servants, with a calm and deep expression: "I am actually here to tell Concubine Wu two important things: First, An Rong, the Minister of Civil Affairs
If he dies, An Huaishan's injuries will probably become more and more serious, and An Shangshu Mansion will gradually wither away until it is extinct."
Concubine Wu's hand holding the tea cup tightened, and her eyes suddenly shrank.
"Pan Xuzhi, the legitimate son of the Marquis of Xiping, killed his uncle with his own hands. I thought that even if the Pan family could escape this time, Pan Xuzhi would not be able to escape death." Yun Zishu looked at Concubine Wu with a smile and saw her expression.
Zhanbai said, "It is only natural that one kills to pay for one's life. Does the imperial concubine think Pan Xuzhi deserves to die?"
Concubine Wu pursed her lips, and a sharp cold light flashed across her eyes.
She stared at the gentle and harmless curve of Yun Zishu's lips, as if she saw the smile of the God of Death, "Is that you?"
Yun Zishu was puzzled: "What did the noble concubine say?"
"Did you plan all this?" Concubine Wu gritted her teeth and her eyes gradually turned cold, "Yun Zishu, you have such vicious methods."
"The Imperial Concubine thinks too highly of me, how can I be so capable? It can only be said that An Shangshu's Mansion and Xipinghou's Mansion are at the end of their days, and their death is coming." Yun Zishu smiled, "Not to mention viciousness, I am not so capable.
The palace thinks that she is not as good as one-tenth of the imperial concubine."
Concubine Wu was breathing rapidly and looked at her in disbelief, finally realizing that Yun Zishu was deliberately provoking today.
Is she demonstrating with her?
How dare she demonstrate against her so brazenly? Who gave her the courage?
"I still have something to do, so I won't chat with you any longer." Yun Zishu stood up, her eyes fell on Yun Zirou's face, and she smiled gently and harmlessly, "Eighth sister, there is no need to send you off, I will go on my own.
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After saying that, Shi Shiran turned and left.
Yun Zirou stared at her back in disbelief. How could Yun Zishu be so arrogant?
"Concubine, she is too presumptuous and domineering!" Yun Zirou wanted to catch up and tear her face apart, "She doesn't take concubine in her eyes at all!"
Concubine Wu stared coldly at Yun Zishu's slender back, slowly clenching her fingers wearing exquisite armor, and her heart was slowly filled with a murderous aura that had never been stronger than before.
Yun Zishu must die!
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Under the righteous words of Prime Minister Wei and the insistence of several officials in the court that "the prince broke the law and was guilty of the same crime as the common people", Pan Xuzhi was finally fined with fifty strokes with a cane and jailed for twenty years. The Xiping Marquis Mansion was exempted from exile.
, but from then on he was demoted to a common people, and his descendants were not allowed to serve as officials in the court for three generations.
The reason why such a result was obtained was due to Mrs. Pan's initiative to forgive. After all, Xipinghou Mansion is her natal family. If the investigation is pursued to the end, she herself will become the sister of the guilty minister. How can she hold her head high in the future?
The person who died was her husband, and the person who did it was her nephew. Mrs. An knew that no matter what she did, she still tried her best to save her family. Fortunately, the emperor and the prince had no intention of severely punishing the Xiping Hou Mansion.
Then, on the grounds that the Pan family's ancestors had meritorious service, the Pan family's merits and demerits were balanced, and all the glory of the nobles was taken away. At the same time, they were exempted from the death penalty and the punishment of exile.
However, even if he could escape the death penalty, being demoted from a distinguished noble to a commoner in one day would still be a huge blow to the Xiping Hou Mansion.
What's more, Pan Xuzhi was not a martial arts practitioner. He had indulged in lust for many years, which caused serious physical damage. No one can guarantee whether he will be able to live well after fifty sticks.
Pan Xuzhi screamed repeatedly when he was beaten, and Mrs. Pan fainted from crying several times.
But these have nothing to do with Yun Zishu. After leaving Changchun Palace, she took a carriage back to the Princess Mansion and told Leng Yue: "Let them pick some fresh and fragrant flower petals. I want to take a petal bath and go there."
It’s bad luck dealing with those people these days.”
"yes."
"The weather is really good today." Yun Zishu looked up at the sky, "It was gloomy the past two days. I thought it would rain heavily, but I didn't expect it to be sunny and cloudless again so soon."
"This is because God is on His Highness's side, which indicates that His Highness will have sunshine and good weather in the future." Leng Yue said with a smile, "It also means that evil will not prevail over good, and those with evil intentions will pay their dues.
cost."
Hearing this, Yun Zishu couldn't help but reached out and pinched her face: "I like to hear such words, and I will say more in the future."
Sicang's dark eyes fell on Leng Yue's face.
Leng Yue felt a wave of cold air sweep over her. The chill made her shiver involuntarily. She quickly took two steps back and said, "I will pick some flower petals for His Highness to bathe in."
Yun Zishu looked at his fleeing back and frowned: "Why are you running so fast?"
"Leng Yue is just a subordinate. Your Highness does not need to be too close to her." Si Cang narrowed his eyes, "She will not be used to it."
Yeah?
Yun Zishu seemed to have guessed something. Her eyes passed over Sicang's handsome and indifferent face, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and she nodded slowly: "Yes. I will pay attention to it in the future."
After saying this, she turned around and walked into the palace. Si Cang followed without saying a word. Yun Zishu walked to the brocade couch in front of the window and sat down, and motioned for Si Cang to sit down and rest for a while.
A maid made tea and brought it over. Yun Zishu held the tea in her hand and said, "I have a great victory today. I want to reward myself."
Si Cang raised his eyes slightly, and the eyes that fell on her face were gentle and peaceful: "What does your highness want?"
Yun Zishu thought for a while: "I don't seem to have any special desires."
Si Cang snorted.
"But I'm really happy today." Yun Zishu held her chin and looked at Sicang sitting opposite, admiring this cold and delicate face openly, "Especially looking at the blue and white expression on Concubine Wu's face, I look like
I finally let out the bad breath I had been holding in my heart for a long time, and I just feel extremely happy."
Sicang said: "This feeling will come often in the future."
"No." Yun Zishu shook her head, "The more times you do it, the sense of accomplishment won't be that strong, but it doesn't matter. What I want to do is far from simply competing with her."
Si Cang didn't know what to say. He was never a person who was good at sweet talk. He was silent for a while and only said: "Your Highness will definitely succeed."
"Although the process will be difficult, I believe that I will succeed." Yun Zishu picked up the tea cup and gestured to Sicang.
Si Cang was stunned for a moment, then reached out to lift the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, raised the cup and touched it lightly with Yun Zishu.