During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

"Impossible, that merchant clearly said it was good for the body, so how could he cut off his descendants?"

Princess Changle stared at Guo Xing in disbelief, a sense of grievance welling up in her heart, and she cried out, "Guo Xing, you are really a good minister of the emperor. In order to protect Luo Huanhuan, you actually made up such a story. How could you Why don’t you say that my son committed suicide?”

Princess Changle was trembling with anger. Before entering the palace, she was prepared that Hou Cheng would escape the blame. However, she never expected that Guo Xing would be so shameless and put everything on his Yu'er for the sake of the emperor's favor.

Yu'er is already dead, but they still want to accuse him so unjustly.

"I know that I only have the position of a princess, no favor, and you all don't take me seriously, but my son can't die in vain. If you don't punish the murderer severely, I will... I will kill him head-on. it's here."

Princess Changle's resolute look moved many people and made them murmur in their hearts.

Could it be that His Majesty ordered Guo Xing to do this?

Facing the probing gazes of everyone, Guo Xing cried out in his heart: ...It wasn't me!

However, few believed it.

The elders of the clan also began to put pressure on Luo Tingye.

"Your Majesty, do you really want to force your own aunt to death for a slave?"

"Changle has been a widow for many years and only has one son. Now that he is dead, who do you want her to rely on in the future?"

"If you ask me, just drag that monkey out and execute him in Ling Chi. This matter will be considered a thing of the past."

Luo Huanhuan wanted to refute several times, but was held down by Jiang Qian.

"Your Majesty and the Queen will handle it, just listen with peace of mind."

Luo Huanhuan glanced at the two of them, especially the calm Jiang Miao, and felt calm.

The clan members were making a fuss for a long time, but Luo Tingye remained unmoved at all. He even took the time to pick up the book and review it. Everyone was annoyed and his voice gradually weakened.

Luo Tingye put down his ink pen and raised his head, asking: "Are you done?"

People from the clan: “…”

What you just said was in vain, right?

Luo Tingye directly ignored the condemning gazes of the elders in the clan and focused his attention on Princess Changle. "Back to the topic, Aunt Changle, did you always know that your son smoked this kind of cigarette?"

"What's the matter? He was in poor health last year. Someone gave him something that he said was good for prolonging his life. Brother Yu said it was good after he used it. He has been using it until now, and nothing happened in the future."

Princess Changle deliberately emphasized the last sentence and shot two sharp arrows from her eyes straight towards Luo Huanhuan.

Her son was fine before, so why did something happen this time? It must be Luo Huanhuan's fault.

Stupid, confused.

At the thought of such harmful things spreading outwards in a corner of the capital, Luo Tingye's body temperature changed, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the smile on his face was obviously gentle, but it made people shudder.

"So Qi Huaiyu has been smoking for more than half a year?"

Princess Changle's heart trembled inexplicably, and she felt a chill. She stammered: "What's wrong? Before..."

Before he could say the rest of the words, he was interrupted by Luo Tingye.

"Aunt Changle, do you know that you killed your son?"

"Why did I harm him? It's obviously Luo Huanhuan?"

Luo Tingye slammed the table, "Guo Xing asked the guests at Chunfeng Tower that day. Most of them saw that Hou Cheng did not push Qi Huaiyu. Qi Huaiyu fell down by himself."

"That's because." Princess Changle weakly wanted to retort. "Of course, some people said they saw Hou Cheng push people down with their own eyes, but you bought these people with money. I have evidence here that they forged confessions. They admitted that you asked them to do this."

Princess Changle pursed her lips and avoided her eyes.

"Do you know what it is to interfere with the Jingzhao Mansion's investigation?"

Princess Changle trembled in fright, covered her face with her hands and cried, "My life is miserable. I lost my husband at a young age, and now I have lost my son. God, why do you do this to me?"

Luo Tingye frowned.

Jiang Miao kindly reminded, "Princess Changle, if you have something to say, please speak up and don't make it look like everyone is bullying you. His Majesty called everyone here today to give you the truth. If you continue to act like this, your son will really I will never die in peace.”

Princess Changle's cries stopped abruptly and she said sarcastically: "The Queen said it lightly. How can you, your family, give justice to my son when you are treating your own people?"

Jiang Miao spread her hands towards Luo Tingye. There was nothing she could do about such an unreasonable person.

"Princess Changle, if you don't believe Guo Xing's words, don't you also believe the words of so many adults present?" Jiang Qian asked slowly.

"..."

Princess Changle did not dare to offend so many people, but she was unwilling to do so.

"The adults present are all bright-eyed people. Of course I believe it. I just don't believe Guo Xing and his rhetoric. It is impossible to lose your mind. This princess has never heard that there is such a thing in the world. There is such a thing.”

Guo Xing felt wronged. Did he look so untrustworthy?

Luo Tingye knocked on the table, "If Aunt Changle doesn't believe it, you can do an experiment on the spot, and maybe the truth will come out."

Prince Li opened his eyes, his eyes as deep as an ancient pool filled with waves, "Your Majesty, Changle is a princess after all."

Since she is a princess, there is no reason for her to put herself in danger.

When Prince Li opens his mouth, he still has to give face.

Luo Tingye looked away angrily and coughed lightly, "If aunt is not willing to take risks herself, you can try it with someone you trust."

Princess Changle also wanted to know the truth about her son's death, so she later ordered her most trusted maid to test.

The maidservant knelt on the ground shivering, resisting in her heart but not daring to show any resistance on her face.

Seeing her pitiful look, Jiang Miao couldn't bear it, "Princess Changle, do you want someone else?"

"Thank you, Queen, for your kindness. I only believe in her."

Jiang Miao gave the maid a proud look.

The maid tremblingly took the pipe and pot, and the palace man stepped forward to light it for her. Gradually, a stream of white smoke floated out from the pipe and pot.

Luo Tingye thought of something and subconsciously wanted to cover Jiang Miao's mouth, but Jiang Miao got there first and covered her mouth with a wet handkerchief.

Luo Tingye gave Jiang Miao a thumbs up.

Jiang Miao smiled proudly. Fortunately, she was prepared.

After Jiang Qian noticed the two people's actions, he immediately understood the purpose of the wet handkerchief Lan Shui prepared for them before entering the palace.

So, he gave one to Luo Huanhuan without hesitation.

The four people blocked their noses and mouths, and the other ministers felt a little scared after seeing it. Isn't this smoke really poisonous? (End of chapter)