A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

"If you go back to the emperor, the slaves can't prove it." Shui spoke softly as usual, with a very calm expression. Under the authority of the emperor, she can be so calm, but she still has some courage and insight. With a more extraordinary bearing, the emperor couldn't help but feel a little bit of sour ripples in his heart.

"Uh, you can't prove it? So what are you doing?"

"If you go back to the emperor, the slave girl is just stating what the slave girl knows to the emperor and several highnesses. The slave girl's mother is a child of Ning Wangfu's family. The slave girl's father died of illness a long time ago. The slave girl's family relies on the mother to make candied fruit. The ability to live, slaves have been working in front of the second master since they were young, and one of the things they must do every day is to drink the tranquilizer for the second master. It is said that the medicine is a prescription prescribed by a famous doctor in the world. For ten years, every time the second master drank the medicine, the servant gave him a plum pickled by the servant's mother,

A few days ago, Second Mistress found out that there was Lixiang in the plums given to Second Master by the servant girl, and there was another drug in the medicine that Second Master drank every day. It is a hallucinogenic poison. The second master has been crazy for nearly ten years. People in the house always thought that the second master was suffering from mania. It turned out that there was something wrong with the medicine and plums given to the second master by the slaves and the old lady.

The second master arrested the maidservant's mother for interrogation, and found out that the maidservant's mother was under the orders of Lin Liang, the second manager of the mansion, and that the Lixiang in the plums was added by Lin Liang under the order of the servant's mother.

When the prince was interrogating Lin Liang, Lin Liang was about to reveal the main emissary, but the prince suddenly came in and fell and crushed Lin Liang to death. To prevent him from interrogating Lin Liang, Han Shi tore off a piece of the man's clothes, and the servant found the torn piece of clothing in the old clothes of the son, the servant brought the clothes today, please The emperor checked, and the servant girl had finished speaking. "

Narcissus speaks clearly, without any personal emotion, just narrates in a straightforward manner, but it is this kind of statement that is more convincing.

Even Ye Qianjin had to take a second look at this girl with excellent charm, but unfortunately, this girl was born in the life of a girl, if she was born in the emperor's family, she might be a powerful character again.

"Can a piece of clothing prove that it was done by the son? What if you tore up the clothes you found elsewhere, and then used them as fakes?" the prince said in a deep voice.

Narcissus raised her eyes and glanced at the prince lightly, with a slight smile on her lips and said: "Returning to His Royal Highness, the prince has a quirk, he only wears clothes from an embroidery workshop, and the style is only allowed to him It's unique, you can't compete with other people's shirts, moreover, the son of the world wears this kind of clothes almost every day, if you don't believe me, you can check on the spot to see if the servant is lying."

After Narcissus finished speaking, Chu Yunxi flicked his wrist, not knowing how he did it, the date red robe on Chu Yunyao's body instantly peeled off, he was defenseless and unable to resist.

The emperor looked at the black suit Chu Yunyao was wearing, and really wanted to kick this nephew to death. He had seen such a stupid one, but he was still wearing a black suit at this moment. He was afraid that others would not be able to take it. Have you seen any evidence of what he did next?

A dignified son, Cheng Rijie wears a black shirt, is he ready to kill and steal at any time, or is he stealing?

"Chu Yunyao, what else do you have to say!" The emperor shouted after glancing at the prince, slapping the table.