The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 627
After a long while, Emperor Jing'an patted the pleading paper on the table, closed his eyes, suppressed the hostility on his face, and opened his mouth quietly.

"He Cheng, send someone to investigate this matter."

The corners of Xie Yang's mouth rose, revealing a smug smile, heh!It's just an old case, so what can he do?Not to mention just some specious evidence, even if it is certain, Emperor Jing'an will not punish him at this time.

After all, the child in Shen Zhaozhao's womb was Dayu's luck and Emperor Jing'an's lucky star.

Song Xieyu unconsciously clenched his hands in his sleeves, and his eyelashes trembled. He was not surprised by this result, but he also felt chills.

If you really want to investigate, you should ask Ji Hongxin to investigate. He is the governor of Kaifeng, and he specializes in investigating the affairs of the emperor's relatives. He has always been impartial and impartial.

But Emperor Jing'an asked He Cheng to investigate, how could this be to investigate the case?This is clearly to wipe Xie Yang's ass!In a day's time, everything written on that pleading paper will probably disappear from this world.

This truth is not only understood by other people here, but Huo Xiu also understands it in his heart. The wound loses a lot of blood, and the whole body is completely cold, but what is colder than the body is the human heart.

Although she didn't have much hope to reverse the case, she never expected that Emperor Jing'an would be perfunctory to this extent. Even if she knew that the Huo family was wronged, even if Xie Yang was not punished, she would not even be willing to rehabilitate the Huo family...

The more than [-] members of the Huo family are now dead like ants. In the eyes of these people, they are just a cheap life.

He Cheng took the order, his gaze stayed on Huo Xiu who was kneeling underneath for a moment, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

Or are you too young to really think that everything in the world is black and white?Things are going on in the world today, there are a lot of black hearts.

Just looking at it, I suddenly felt something was wrong. The girl's body was shaking, and the corners of her mouth were raised. She didn't seem to be crying, but rather... laughing?
Isn't this Huo Xiumo crazy?
As if to confirm He Cheng's conjecture, Huo Xiu, who was half kneeling on the ground, let out a low laugh. Her voice ranged from inaudible to unscrupulous. She had a good voice, and her smile sounded like silver bells, but the more she listened, the more thrilling she felt.

Laughing too hard...

Looking up, the corners of the mouth were pulled to the maximum, and the corners of the eyes were smiling with tears. Others didn't feel relaxed, but their hearts seemed to be pressed by a big rock, uncomfortable and depressed.

"Huo Xiu, how can you be so rude in the hall?" He Cheng looked frightened, stood in front of Emperor Jing'an, stared at her vigilantly, and was ready to call for help at any time.

Such an angry shout from him really made Huo Xiu stop laughing, but he still lowered his head, his black hair covered his face tightly, and his voice was still full of laughter. Crying makes no difference.

"Thunder strikes a true filial son, and wealth makes a cruel man."

"The hemp rope is only broken at the fine point, and bad luck is only for the poor."

She half chanted and half sang, with a strange rhythm, lying on the ground, filthy all over.

"I was wrong. I thought I could hit a rock with an egg by myself and avenge the Huo family."

Xie Yang knelt not far from Huo Xiu, seeing her crazy appearance, frowned, feeling even more disdainful.

Hitting a stone with an egg is a good word, the Huo family finally has self-knowledge, he can't be blamed for this, the Huo family can only be blamed for not being flexible, insisting on revealing the corruption.

Since he can't be his own help, he can only squeeze out the last use value and use it to carry the blame. It's really ridiculous. The Huo family wanted to expose the crime of corruption, and it finally fell on the Huo family's back.

Song Xieyu watched from the side, feeling suddenly uneasy, always feeling that something was going to happen, so his eyes kept falling on Huo Xiu.

So that when Huo Xiu rushed towards Xie Yang, she was the first to notice it, and her eyes widened subconsciously.

He Cheng noticed Huo Xiu's intention and was also startled. He raised his voice and shouted: "Prince, be careful!"

Xie Yang put half of his attention on Huo Xiu, and the other half on other places. After He Cheng gave him such a drink, he suddenly came to his senses and froze.

"Prince!" Shen Xian stood close, seeing Xie Yang standing still, he pulled him aside with force.

Xie Yang was dragged by Shen Xian and fell to the side, but Huo Xiu was not as lucky as him, and hit the pillar directly with his head, and blood spattered on the spot.

Xie Yang's body was covered with Huo Xiu's blood, his head and face were covered with blood, and it was still warm, and it made his scalp tingle uncontrollably.

If this force hit him, I'm afraid his internal organs would be smashed by her, and he would die on the spot...

Song Xieyu was also frightened to death by this incident, before she had time to think about it, she subconsciously walked towards Huo Xiu.

Seeing her movement, He Cheng was so frightened that his heart stuck in his throat, and he hurriedly greeted: "Princess Yong! Don't get too close to this murderer, don't let her hurt you!"

Xie Chu also called her in a deep voice behind him: "Chang Le, don't go over there!"

He wasn't worried that Huo Xiu would do anything to hurt Song Xieyu, but Song Xieyu couldn't bear any stimulation now, if this tossing continued and Song Xieyu's illness relapsed, he didn't dare to guess what the result would be.

Song Xieyu turned a deaf ear and walked towards Huo Xiu step by step. The closer he got, the more real he could see. Huo Xiu was lying on the ground with a big gash on his forehead, and the scarlet blood inside came from this big gash. gushes out.

"Xie Yang! I, Huo Xiu... Even if I am a ghost, I will...I will haunt you for the rest of my life..."

As she spoke, the blood in her mouth kept gushing out, the smile on the corner of her mouth was extremely piercing, her eyes were blood red, and she stared at Xie Yang firmly.

Xie Yang was startled by her look, subconsciously took two steps back, and said hurriedly: "Come here! Drag this crazy woman to death quickly! Quick! Why are you still standing there! Are you all dead?"

Only then did Xiao Shunzi come to his senses, and hurriedly went to greet the people. The movement was quite serious. The guards outside had already come towards this side and entered the Fu'an Hall, trying to control Huo Xiu, but Song Xieyu stood close. They didn't dare to move either.

"Princess Yong, step back, don't want to hurt you."

The leader opened his mouth, and the knife in his hand was extremely vigilant towards Huo Xiu, waiting for Huo Xiu to make a move, and the knife ended her life.

Song Xieyu ignored it, and took a handkerchief to cover the wound on Huo Xiu's head. After a while, the handkerchief was so dyed that the original color could not be seen clearly, and turned into a blood-red silk cloth.

After a while, Song Xieyu stood up, expressionless, indifferent tone, half-lidded eyelids, covering the emotions in the eyes: "I'm out of breath."

As soon as these words came out, many people present were relieved, and they could faintly hear the breathing of others.

"Since I'm out of breath, I will take the corpse down, so as not to disturb the Holy Majesty and all the nobles."

The leading commander clasped his fists in salute and dragged Huo Xiu down.

(End of this chapter)