C575 A courteous courage to speak of injustice (1/2)
Within Rongyuan Palace.
Zhou Cheng Emperor sat on the dragon throne with a cold expression.
Xiao Zhenhai and Madam Xiao stood to the left of the hall. The leader of the imperial guards, Jiang Keji, and the head of the Ministry of Justice, Zhang Xun, were there.
The princess of An Kingdom, who had not shown her face for a long time, had also appeared.
Lian Yingyi, Lian Shiyi, and Feng Yingyao walked into the hall. Feng Zhenhai stole a glance at her, but Xiao Zhenhai seemed very calm.
When she looked over, she noticed that Feng Qianyue was also there with Xiao Zhenhai. They had been resting in the manor and had not seen him for quite some time.
It was said that in the past few days, he had been keeping a low profile while recuperating. During the period when Emperor Zhou Cheng was carrying his dragon body, he had personally gone to the Heaven Mountain to pick the snow lotus, which had bloomed once every thousand years, and delivered it to Emperor Zhou's bedside. He had been seriously injured and had fainted before the collapse of the dragon.
The sickly Emperor Zhou Cheng was greatly touched. In addition to the heartfelt words Feng Qianyue said to Emperor Zhou the day before his wedding, the sickly Emperor Zhou Cheng was also touched. As a result, he was much more amiable towards him —
So, from the looks of it, Feng Qianyue's entire person seemed to be in high and vigorous spirits compared to before.
These days, he had wholeheartedly and wholeheartedly planned to win back the trust of his royal father. It had been a while since he had fought with her, but seeing him like this, his heart inevitably throbbed because of her.
Her eyebrows were like jade feathers, and her complexion was astonishing. Today, she wore a water-red plum blossom, which was covered with golden ferns, revealing her slender white hands at the side of her sleeves. The moonlight thread picking skirt, on her waist was a round, round piece of mutton fat jade, and as she walked, the plum blossoms on the hem swayed, making her appear elegant and refined.
that one
She was becoming more and more beautiful, more and more charming. Her every movement was dignified.
Clearly, this was the appearance of the girl he liked.
Lian Ru Yue felt his gaze on her and her gaze slowly shifted to this man. Her gaze was still cold and aloof … Disdain.
Unfortunately … He secretly clenched his fists and slightly narrowed his eyes —
”Greetings, your Imperial Majesty.”
”Young girl …” ”Young daughter greets the Emperor.”
The three of them knelt on the ground and paid their respects to the Emperor —
”Get up.”
This time, Zhou Cheng Emperor did not let Lian Zhaoyi and Princess Thirteen get up. Even Zhaoyi was about to kneel down. Feng Yu turned his head to look at Lan Jing. Lan Jing's eyes flashed, and she immediately lowered her head.
Zhou Chengdi glanced at Jiang Keji. Jiang Keji walked up, clasped his hands, turned around and looked at Lan Jing. He asked,
”Orchid Fragrance Palace's maiden, Lan Jing. Yesterday night, you placed the burning rat into a prison cell and burned Princess Eleven to death, along with Xiao Shan. Do you know your crime?”
Lan Jing immediately lay prone on the ground, shivering. She said, ”It, it was made by a servant.”
”Why are you doing this?”
”Because, because …” Lan Jing's eyes roamed back and forth between Lian Ruyue and Feng Zuyao.
”If there's even the slightest lie in front of the emperor, then it's a great crime to execute the nine clans. If you tell him the truth, perhaps the emperor will be able to get away with it.” Jiang Keji's torch-like gaze was fixed on the young palace maid in front of him as he interrogated her.
”Pah!” Suddenly, without waiting for Lan Jing to speak, Feng Yu walked up to her, raised her hand, and viciously slapped her in the face, saying, ”Lan Jing, I've treated you well, but now you've caused me such a thing. How am I supposed to face Aunt Eleven's divine spirit in the future?”
”…” Lan Jing sucked in a breath of cold air, she stared blankly at Feng Changyao, who glared fiercely at her.
When Lian Zhaoyi heard this, his face turned pale, and he thought to himself: You're courting death!