Ten Miles of Red Makeup: The Legend of Ming Yu

Chapter 589 Confession
Chu Mochen looked at the medicine bottle in his hand, and a strange light flashed in his coquettish phoenix eyes.

Ming concubine looked at the sky, it was getting late, in order not to startle the snake, after going to the Ministry of punishment, she was still busy.

Seeing that Chu Mochen would not leave, she urged, "Go quickly."

Chu Mochen raised his finger and pointed to his face, the implication was obvious, and he would not leave until he kissed him clearly.

Ming concubine had black lines on her face, how old is she, can a kiss grow more meat, she blushed, stood on tiptoe to kiss, Chu Mochen walked away with a look of desire and dissatisfaction.

Chu Mochen rode to the Ministry of Punishments, and told the Minister of the Ministry of Justice about Ming's plan. The Minister of the Ministry of Justice looked at the blue and white porcelain vase, and couldn't restrain his excitement and excitement.

For the Ministry of Criminal Justice, the most troublesome thing is when a prisoner refuses to plead guilty. If such a drug can be used to make people plead guilty in a half-sleeping, half-awake state, then the Ministry of Criminal Justice will handle the case much easier.

The Secretary of the Ministry of Justice waved his hand and said, "According to the order of Prince Zhennan."

The yamen servants did not dare to be negligent, and hurried to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice to spread the word. The jailer picked a spacious cell, cleaned it up, and then used the door panels to surround it, and put a carved bed, a brocade quilt, a dressing table, and a rosewood table.

Tea and pastries are on the table.

After finishing his work, he asked the jailer to invite the old lady and Mrs. Mu over.

They had just been boarded, both of them were wounded, their faces were pale, and they were so angry that they were lifted up by the jailer. They thought they were going to be tortured again, and a burst of fear surged in their hearts.

But after entering the new cell, the old lady's eyes froze, "What is the Ministry of Punishment doing?"

The servant of the Ministry of Punishment said in a flattering tone, "What do the two old ladies think are missing?"

The old lady was very familiar with this tone and expression, she thought she was still in Zhennan Palace in a trance.

There was a sneer in the eyes of the old lady, "I'm all in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Dozens of boards almost killed me. Now let us live in such a good cell, what is the Ministry of Criminal Justice trying to do?!"

Mrs. Mu sneered, "There is no evidence to prove that you killed someone. Sooner or later, the Ministry of Criminal Justice will let you go and let you live more comfortably. In the future, the anger towards the Ministry of Criminal Justice will also be reduced by three points."

The servant of the Ministry of Punishment smiled and said, "I am not the one who wants to hit the old lady. If the prince hadn't nodded, our Lord Shangshu would not have dared."

"The two old ladies will stay here first, and if you need anything, just order," said the servant of the Ministry of Punishment with a diligent face, fearing that the hospitality would not be adequate.

The old lady snorted, showing no good looks at all.

The servant of the Ministry of Punishment turned and left, and when he stepped out of the cell, he said, "The smell in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment is not good. Come here and add an incense burner."

There were two beds in the cell, one for the old lady and Mrs. Mu.

The jailer brought a copper beast incense burner and placed it beside the table. The old lady said, "Bring it in."

The jailer hurriedly put a small table by the bed, and put the incense burner on.

Knowing that they were injured and unable to move around, the jailer put pastries and tea at hand, being meticulous and thoughtful.

Mrs. Mu was a little hungry, and the osmanthus cake was fragrant. She looked at the jailer and said, "Two cakes for you."

The jailer didn't think too much, and said with a smile, "This is for the two old ladies, how can the small ones be eaten?"

"If I tell you to eat, you can eat!" The old lady had a bad temper.

A flash of sarcasm flashed in the jailer's eyes, he really gave them a little color, so he opened a dyeing workshop for you, entered the prison of the Ministry of punishment, and thought of himself as the old lady of Zhennan Wangfu.

Although he was unhappy in his heart, there was no reason why he couldn't live with the food. The jailer took two pieces of pastries and ate them with great relish.

Seeing her eating, Mrs. Mu was able to eat with peace of mind. In fact, she knew that she was being superstitious. Only by prying her mouth open could the old lady be convicted. .

After eating two pieces of pastry, Mrs. Mu lay on the quilt, her wound was so painful that she didn't want to talk.

The old lady was near the censer and had already fallen asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but a gust of cold wind blew, and my body shivered.

When the old lady opened her eyes, she saw a pale face with disheveled hair, and her body was half cold.

She yelled hysterically, but no one answered her.

The old lady glanced at her, and saw that Mrs. Mu was sleeping soundly, and she was not awakened by her screams at all.

This is the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. There are cells on the left, right and opposite, and there are prisoners in them. She yelled so loudly that it was impossible for them not to hear her.

Is she dreaming?
Yes, it must be!
But even seeing a ghost in a dream can scare her half to death. When the woman raised her head, the old lady saw a familiar face in a daze.

"It's you!" she cried.

"Thinking of me, I thought you had forgotten me," the woman smiled miserably, "You have caused me to die, and my flesh and blood were separated. I have been waiting for you to come down to find me..."

The woman's laughter was desolate, and the cold wind in the room only penetrated into the human bones.

The old lady grabbed the quilt with a ferocious expression, "It's you who deserves to die!"

"I paid so much for the position of Mrs. Zhen Guo, but in the end I told you to pick up a ready-made bargain!" Coldness burst out from the old lady's eyes.

"If I don't kill you, wouldn't my sister's life become a wedding dress for you?!"

In the cell next door.

Chu Mochen and Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice sat there drinking tea.

Hearing this sentence, Shangshu Xingbu's face changed, and he suddenly looked to this side, but the wooden board was tightly blocked, and he couldn't see anything.

Chu Mochen's face was gloomy, like the sky before a storm, with lightning and thunder, and strong winds.

The old lady is still scolding, "I can't beat me alive, and I die in my hands. Now I'm a ghost and want to do anything to me?! If you can really kill me, why wait until today, I have been a town for more than [-] years Mrs. Gong, you are aloof and enjoy all the glory and wealth, no matter how beautiful you are, you are already a withered bone!"

"You are cruel! You will go to hell!" the woman cried.

The old lady smiled coldly, "I was beautiful in life, why should I be afraid of going to hell after death?!"

Before the words were finished, the door creaked open.

The Minister of the Ministry of Justice came in, and the jailer took away the ice basin from the cell and added another lamp, making the cell much brighter.

Seeing so many people appear, no matter how stupid the old lady was, she knew what had just happened. Her face flushed with anger instantly faded away, leaving only paleness and fear.

What did she just say? !

Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice looked at her with sharp eyes, "Drag this vicious woman out!"

It is true that the flowers are planted intentionally and the flowers will not bloom, but the willows will be planted unintentionally.

Originally, she only wanted to interrogate the old lady about poisoning the original wife of the old Duke, but she didn't expect that she killed not only her own sister, but also the prince's biological mother.

In fact, the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice also had this suspicion. He even killed his own sister for the sake of prosperity and wealth, let alone other people?
Killed my sister, but failed to get what I wanted, how could I not resent and not hurt the killer?
It's just that Mama Qian didn't mention it, and since killing her sister was enough to convict her of death, the Minister of Criminal Justice didn't go into it. Unexpectedly, she confessed it herself.

The cake Mrs. Mu ate contained drug, which was not heavy, but with the addition of incense, it was enough for her to sleep for two hours.

"Wake her up with cold water!" the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment ordered.

(End of this chapter)