After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 261 Are You Aren't Aren't Afraid Of My Order To Give You A Capital Sin?
As soon as Emperor Yongjia said this, no one dared to reply, and everyone remained silent.

Shen Qianmu, who was the only one present who didn't know the truth, only felt that his father had cast his anger on Zhao Zhao on Song Huai, and that his sister's calamity had to be borne by others, so he couldn't help feeling a little unkind in his heart.

Shen Qianzhao gritted his teeth, "I feel that Master Song is strict in his actions. The journey was hard and dusty. As soon as he returned to Beijing, he came to see his father. It can be seen that Master Song is more serious about what his father arranged. It is taken seriously.”

"How can the father treat others with face?"

While Shen Qianzhao hammered Emperor Yongjia's shoulders to curry favor, he also said good things about Song Huai.

Emperor Yongjia turned his head and glanced at his daughter who was about to bend out of the Jin territory with an elbow, "You are the one who talks the most."

Shen Qianzhao gritted her teeth, looked at the silent Shen Qianmu, "Brother Emperor, do you think what I said is reasonable?"

Shen Qianmu was slightly taken aback, then smiled, "What Zhao Zhao said makes sense."

Emperor Yongjia looked at Shen Qianmu with displeasure, and said coldly, "What do you know?"

I don't know anything, so I agree here.

It's just blindly being used to it, which increases the arrogance of this girl. Now, she dares to get involved in anything.

If you look at someone who is not good, but you prefer to look at the people in the East Factory, Song Yu has no temper, so he can only raise a stubborn stone.

Emperor Yongjia's sizing eyes fell on Song Huai.

No matter how he looked at it, he didn't understand why this daughter couldn't see the Xie family.

Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, know the roots and know the bottom, what a good fate.

Shen Qianmu took Shen Qianzhao out of the imperial study room, leaving Song Huai and Zhou Yan behind to report the investigations along the way one by one.

Emperor Yongjia's face darkened, "Continue to investigate, and all relevant people will be punished one by one!"

Regarding the construction of the embankment ten years ago, Emperor Yongjia probably knew the officials involved.

In this flood, countless people suffered. After the flood, there was a famine.

If such evil deeds cannot be punished in place, how can they still face the people of the world.

"Yes."

The official business is already reported, and the rest is private business.

Just when the two were about to leave, Emperor Yongjia said in a deep voice, "Song Huai stay."

Zhou Yan glanced sideways at Song Huai, with worry in his eyes, but in the end, Song Huai could only be left alone in the imperial study.

Outside the imperial study room, seeing Zhou Yan came out alone, Shen Qianzhao frowned, "Why are you the only one?"

Zhou Yan said meaningfully, "Your Majesty asked Song Huai to stay."

At this point in time, leaving people behind, it can be seen that what I want to talk about is not a business matter, it can only be a private matter about the little princess in front of me.

Shen Qianzhao gritted her teeth, and was about to go in, but was grabbed by Shen Qianmu.

Shen Qianmu shook her head, "Father must have something important to discuss, so you can't rush in like this."

After some hesitation, Shen Qianzhao didn't go in after all, but was a little flustered, pacing back and forth, stirring his sleeves with his fingertips, unable to calm down no matter what.

At this time, in the royal study.

Emperor Yongjia got up and walked down, with his hands behind his back, he walked to Song Huai's side, looked at him coldly, his face didn't calm down for a moment, and he was not angry, "Do you know why I left you alone?"

Song Huai pursed his thin lips tightly, resisting the coercion of the superior, his voice was low, without any trace of timidity, "I know."

Emperor Yongjia's expression darkened even more, "You dare to covet my daughter! Song Huai, you are so brave!"

With this scolding, he subconsciously lowered his voice.

He glanced at the door loudly, thinking that His Majesty was concerned about the princess's reputation, and was afraid that others would listen to her.

As early as the return trip, Song Huai had thought about the difficulties he would face after returning to Beijing, and even how the person in front of him would punish himself, so naturally he had also thought about it.

Either way, it's death.

He knelt down, "I know that I have committed a crime, so I ask the emperor to forgive me."

Those three simple words are so heavy that they seem to be carrying everything, and they are so heavy that they are almost out of breath.

His mistake was that he should not have coveted the princess of the court, and the status of the cute little girl could not be pleasing to each other, there was nothing he could do.

The person in front of him is the emperor of Jin Dynasty, he is the king, and he is the minister.

A sense of powerlessness lingers all over the body from the heart to the outside.

Emperor Yongjia sneered, "A crime? Are you not afraid that I will give you a capital punishment?"

Gao Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked at Emperor Yongjia. His expression was not a joke. If he didn't deal with it properly, he might really have the idea of ​​killing Song Huai.

After a long silence, Song Huai just replied in a deep voice, "The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die."

The hands under the sleeves of Emperor Yongjia were clenched into fists, and his face was ashen, as if he was suppressing his anger.

How could he really kill Song Huai? Right now, Zhao Zhao's thoughts are all on Song Huai. If he kills him right now, it will only hurt Zhao Zhao's relationship with his father and daughter.

Song Yuna couldn't explain it.

No matter how much anger there is, it needs to be endured.

Gao Sheng was so nervous that his whole heart was raised, how could this Song Huai be like Song Yu, he didn't know how to adapt at all!
Then the last sentence follows His Majesty's mind, can you lose a piece of meat?
After a long time, Emperor Yongjia flicked his sleeves and went back to sit down, pretending to be calm, and said in a deep voice, "I want you to stay away from the princess and never appear in front of her again, can you do it?"

Song Huai's face was calm, and his thin lips parted lightly, "Return to the emperor, minister, I can't do it."

On the way back, he had imagined many outcomes, but there were only two possible ones.

Or, the emperor killed himself in a fit of anger.

Or, to stay away from Shen Qianzhao.

Obviously, his idea was exactly right.

Emperor Yongjia's face was livid with anger, he picked up the booklet on the desk, and smashed Song Huai with his brain!
Song Huai pursed his thin lips tightly, knelt silently, looked down at the place, and let those folds hit him indiscriminately.

Emperor Yongjia still felt perplexed, picked up the teacup on the table, and was about to throw it at it, loudly and quickly grabbed the teacup, "Your Majesty! Absolutely not!"

If it is smashed down, blood must be seen!
Emperor Yongjia's eyes were full of anger, and he scolded in a cold voice, "If I can't kill him, why can't I smash him?!"

Loudly wanted to take the teacup away, but Emperor Yongjia was so angry that he couldn't take it down at all, he hurriedly persuaded, "Your Majesty, I hurt Song Huai, the princess is angry with you when I turn around, and I see him pitiful, maybe I will give it back to you." It's not worth the medicine for him!"

Emperor Yongjia was startled, Gao Sheng quickly took advantage of this opportunity, grabbed the teacup and held it in his hand.

Emperor Yongjia frowned, glanced at the person kneeling below, imagining how his daughter felt sorry for this person giving medicine, and his teeth were almost bitten by him.

Wouldn't the bitter trick brought to the door just take advantage of Song Huai in vain?

But this full of anger has nowhere to go, it's really aggrieved!

Loudly and courteously, he took the brush that was quietly placed on the other side, "Your Majesty, use this."

The brush is light and small, and it doesn't matter if you hit it on the head.

It can be said that it is empathetic.

(End of this chapter)