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Chapter 173: Hunjun, are you planning to let her go like this?

"Your Majesty, don't listen to this old bald donkey's nonsense. I want to see an old lady. I want to see an old lady."

"Weren't you so weak that you were about to faint just now? Why are you calling the old doctor so loud now?"

"My concubine... my concubine..."

Yelu Zihan turned away and stopped looking at her. Without permission, Yan Li could only half kneel on the ground, motionless.

She was so smart that she knew that Yelu Zihan was furious now, and the only thing she could do was to remain silent and give Yelu Zihan some time to relax.

Therefore, because of this cleverness, she could only hold herself in the same position.

From time to time, a small "hissing" sound was made, but Yeluzihan ignored it.

"It's rare for the master to come here, but it's really rude to let him stand for a long time. If you come, please give me a seat."

"No need, Your Majesty, I'm here today to discuss the collapse of the altar during the Chinese Valentine's Day."

"Oh? Didn't I already order it to be repaired?"

"Back to the emperor, I accidentally discovered something during the renovation, so I rushed to explain."

Shi Kong took out a small piece of wood from his cassock sleeve, and Ming Kangwen presented it to Yelv Zihan.

"Master, what is this?"

"This is the fallen pillar of the altar. I have carefully inspected it. The cross-section of this pillar is smooth. It was definitely not broken due to the unbearable gravity. If the altar collapses accidentally, it will hurt many lives.

This person’s cruel intentions are really outrageous.”

Yeluzihan looked at the small wooden stick carefully for a long time before breaking the silence.

"Master is here today, but are there any clues?"

"I asked the workers who built the altar that day and found out that it was because the wrong nanmu for the coffin was used. I was afraid that I might have an opportunity to replace a new batch.

And after this batch of changes, a woman called a group of people to help out of good intentions. The portrait of that woman has been transformed by the emperor, and the emperor please take a look."

Ming Kangwen once again presented the things that Shi Kong had taken out to Yelu Zihan, with obvious displeasure on his old face.

It's like saying, "Dear sister, is there anything else you can't take out at once?"

Yelu Zihan slowly unfolded the scroll for him by Zhu Ming Kangwen. As the person in the scroll slowly unfolded it, Yelu Zihan's pupils gradually dilated.

Ming Kangwen also looked sideways, his shoulders shaking slightly, and he glanced sideways at Yan Li, who was still half-kneeling aside.

Yelu Zihan grabbed the scroll, stood up slowly, stood condescendingly in front of Yan Li, and threw the scroll in his face angrily.

"You've given me one surprise after another today. How do you explain this?"

Yan Li opened the scroll with trembling hands. Since her back was to the others, the appearance of the woman in the scroll was clearly visible to those of us standing behind her.

Although the person in the painting is not as beautiful as her, she is still as pure as a hibiscus. With her watery eyes and stubborn mouth, who else could it be besides Siyi, Yan Li's personal maid.

Yan Li's movements froze, and his face changed. He paused for a long time, then lowered his eyes and said: "

Your Majesty, I don’t know this.”

"I don't know? Okay, I don't know. Someone comes and beats Siyi, that wretched maid, to death with a stick!"

Kill with a stick!!!

It was like a thunderbolt hitting Yan Li's head. Her beautiful face turned pale and she fell to the ground, her eyes dull.

But, this is not what I want! Yelu Zihan, you didn’t even interrogate me, why did you just beat an errand boy to death?

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