Mad concubine returns, prince get away

Chapter 16 Get Out
"Slave... Slave..." A cold air ran down her back to her brain, the maid's eyes instantly became flustered, her breathing became difficult, her fingers tremblingly grasped the corner of Yin Qingge's skirt, wanting to explain something what.

"Hmph!" Emperor Ming cast a disdainful look at the court lady, his voice was cold but mingled with majesty, "You are full of nonsense, you are really audacious, come here, pull out and beat me to death with a stick!"

The court lady panicked for a moment, her face turned pale, and seeing the murderous intent in Emperor Ming's eyes, she immediately grabbed Yin Qingge's clothes tightly, and begged in great victory: "Miss Yin, the servant didn't do it on purpose, the servant was forced, Yin Second Miss, please beg the emperor to save this servant! This servant was forced by Lady Zhaoyi!"

"Presumptuous! How dare you slander me!" Yun Zhaoyi quickly walked up to the maid, slapped the maid severely, and said sharply, "Come on, stop her mouth!"

Yin Qingge glanced at Yun Zhaoyi with a half-smile, and Yun Zhaoyi immediately avoided her sight in a panic, and the maid was quickly dragged down. After dealing with the maid, the emperor ordered Chu Juncai's body to be pulled out. .

Master Chu seemed to have aged a few years in an instant, kowtowed to the emperor, and mourned: "Your Majesty, my son died innocently, and I hope that the Emperor will find out the truth and give my son justice."

"Mr. Chu's death is true. As for the word "innocent," Qing Ge is very curious. How did Mr. Chu come to this side hall?" Yin Qingge looked at Mr. Chu with a half-smile, and asked lightly.

"I also want to know, but I don't know if my concubine could explain it?" Emperor Ming glanced at Yun Zhaoyi lightly, without any intention of hiding, and asked in a deep voice.

Yun Zhaoyi's face turned pale in an instant, and she forced herself to be calm and reprimanded a court lady beside her, "How did you do it? Why didn't Mr. Chu stop you from getting drunk and going to the wrong place? It's really useless!"

"Your Majesty, forgive me. This servant was negligent for a moment and didn't notice Mr. Chu. It's all my servant's fault. Please forgive me!" The maid immediately understood Yun Zhaoyi's meaning, knelt on the ground and cried: "Mother, servant There is still a younger brother who needs to be taken care of, the empress should spare the slave this time!"

"Your Majesty, this..." Yun Zhaoyi was relieved when she saw that the maid had taken the blame for her, and looked up at the Emperor, saying with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"Capital crimes are inevitable, and living crimes are inevitable. Pull them out and fight for fifty." Emperor Ming's eyes became extremely dark, as if thinking of something, and said coldly: "Yun Zhaoyi is not strict in discipline, and will be confined for a while after the flower viewing feast today." moon."

Yun Zhaoyi lowered her head with a pale face, and said softly: "The concubine obeys the order."

Yin Qingge looked at the scene in front of him with a slight smile. According to the emperor's attitude, Chu Juncai's death should have been reversed just like this. From the corner of his eye, he saw Yun Zhaoyi and Yin Huanyan with hatred in their eyes, and the smile on Yin Qingge's face deepened a little. , She looked forward to the next flower viewing party even more. . .

"Qing Ge, you scared me to death just now." Wan Jinxiu was sitting next to Yin Qingge, with a worried look in his eyes.

"Sorry for worrying you." Yin Qingge said softly with a slight smile.

Wan Jinxiu shook her head, looked at Yin Huanyan who was sitting on the side, and said, "I always feel a little uneasy, I wonder if your little sister has something wrong."

Yin Qingge smiled slightly, and said softly: "Don't worry, nothing will happen." As soon as the words fell, Yun Zhaoyi, who was at the top, said to Emperor Ming courteously: "Your Majesty, I have always heard that the young ladies are talented, so why don't you take advantage of it?" Compared with appreciating flowers and asking ladies to compose poems or paint paintings, it would be more festive for concubines to win the prize."

(End of this chapter)