Chapter 1050: Death of Concubine Jing (5)

Everyone was shocked when these words came out. Before Emperor Yongle and Empress Xiande could say anything, Lu Zhengchun had already opened his mouth and asked, "Who is it? Can that person tell me who the murderer is?"

Madam Lu quickly clasped her hands together and said with deep sorrow, "May God finally find the person who killed my Jing'er. When I find him, I will make him pay with blood!"

The Lu family's behavior was too exaggerated. Emperor Yongle said coldly, "Bring him in."

Shen Miao subconsciously looked towards Ye Mei lying on the ground.

Ye Mei knelt on the ground, her back slightly bent, looking aggrieved and helpless. However, Shen Miao noticed her hands. Her long sleeves concealed her palms, but revealed her fingertips. Her slender fingers were truly as beautiful as tender green onions. However, her left thumb and index finger formed a circle, gently rubbing each other.

Shen Miao had been dealing with Madam Mei all her life, so she naturally knew the meaning behind each of her actions. Shen Miao was very clear about this action; when Ye Mei was plotting against someone and her goal was about to be achieved, she would involuntarily make this move.

Shen Miao's heart skipped a beat. Was the witness who came to testify part of Ye Mei's plan? Was she about to achieve her goal? Or was Lu Jing's death really related to Ye Mei? Why?

Then, a sound of "branch rustling" was heard outside the house. The sound was like the sound of wheels rolling over the ground. Shen Miao narrowed her eyes slightly and looked towards the door.

A maid was pushing someone in.

The man sat on a chair with wheels, his knees covered with a blanket, his hands folded neatly on his knees. He seemed unable to walk, but the chair with wheels could be pushed forward effortlessly by the maid.

As we got closer, we could see clearly that the man looked to be about eleven or twelve years old, with a delicate and handsome appearance. He was a teenager wearing an ivory robe. He seemed a little shy, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes.

Shen Miao stood there, almost like a stone sculpture. Her eyes instantly filled with hot tears, almost falling.

Fu Ming!

Time flashed back, and she could almost see through the handsome young man in the wheelchair to see a young boy in a bright yellow robe, holding a large bouquet of red plum blossoms in the palace. He smiled at her in a flattering and caring way, saying, "Mother, I saw the plum blossoms blooming in the yard, so I climbed the tree and cut a large bunch. If you see these red plum blossoms every day in your room, you will feel at ease and your illness will soon heal."

He said: "Although my sister is gone, I will always be by our side."

He said, "Don't worry, mother. I will study hard with the Grand Tutor. When I become stronger, no one will dare to bully you."

Now, the beautiful and delicate young man was pushed in front of Ye Mei and called out softly, "Big Sister."

Shen Miao’s eyes widened.

He is... the disabled young master of the Ye family, Ye Hongguang, who was born to a concubine and is registered under Madam Ye's name.

Someone from the Ye family?

The servant pushed Ye Hongguang forward. He faced Emperor Yongle, feeling a little nervous, as if he had no idea where to put his hands and feet before the ruler of Daliang. He said, "Hongguang greets Your Majesty. Please forgive my inconvenience in my legs and feet, which prevents me from performing the ceremony."

Emperor Yongle waved his hand lightly.

It seemed like Ye Hongguang was facing so many people for the first time and was a little scared. He couldn't help but turn the mechanism on the chair and move closer to Ye Mei.

Shen Miao’s gaze suddenly paused upon seeing this.

How could Fu Ming be so intimate with Ye Mei? She suddenly felt an urge to pull Fu Ming away from Ye Mei. But she couldn't... She and Fu Ming were strangers now.