Chapter 697 Why do you get to sit back and reap the benefits?
Han Yi's missing eye was covered by a black veil, and the remaining eye was like a sharp blade that made it impossible to look directly at it.
"Tell me, who ordered you to poison the future crown prince?"
Minister Zhao was so frightened that he trembled all over and began to beg for mercy.
"I said...I said...it was the Queen's order...She said...she said He Qingtuo was not worthy of sitting on the throne..."
Minister Zhao's words were very puzzling. After all, in the eyes of the court officials, He Qingtuo was her grandson, so how could he not be worthy of sitting on the throne!
But only Sima Hui and Han Yi, two people who knew what Sha Miaoyin meant...
After hearing this, He Fanxiong laughed in anger: "Okay, okay!"
"Come here, arrest Minister Zhao and interrogate him strictly. I don't believe the Queen would do such a thing!"
Sha Miaoyin is He Chengxuan's wife, not He Fanxiong's. Naturally, he would not let anyone notice the clues in front of the court officials, but all of this had to be verified.
"Your Majesty, I wonder how His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is doing now, is there any..."
Some ministers bravely asked, and many of them had concerns in their eyes.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is fine." He Fanxiong's voice echoed in the Golden Palace, and his old fingers tapped lightly on the armrests of the dragon throne.
"The enthronement ceremony will be held as scheduled in three days."
The court officials finally relaxed their tense faces after hearing this. The Minister of Rites stepped forward, his jade tablet trembling slightly in his palm: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really capable..."
"Do you think I'm lying, Lord Shangshu?" He Fanxiong's eyes were as fast as lightning, and the Shangshu was frightened so much that he immediately knelt down.
"I dare not!"
The old man looked around at the ministers, and his voice suddenly became low: "My dear ministers, does anyone know about the wine and drinks at the palace banquet last night?"
You could hear a pin drop in the hall. Gu Yanchen stood in the shadows and noticed that several military generals exchanged glances quietly, while some of the civil officials' heavy clothes were already soaked with sweat.
"Dismiss the court!" He Fanxiong suddenly stood up and waved his sleeves.
"Sima Hui, Han Yi, stay!" The two looked at each other and walked to the side.
After all the ministers left, He Fanxiong turned to Ran Qingxuan who was walking out of the side hall and said, "Madam Gu, can Qingtuo really recover as before during the grand ceremony?"
Ran Qingxuan nodded affirmatively: "After the blood transfusion and taking medicine, you need to rest for two days, but it will be fine for you to attend the ceremony."
After seeing He Fanxiong nod, he motioned Sima Hui to follow and asked with some doubt: "Mr. He is going to..."
"Changchun Palace." A cold light flashed in the old man's eyes, indicating that he was suppressing himself at the moment.
"I want to see what else this vicious woman has to say!"
...
The wintersweets outside Changchun Palace were in full bloom. Sha Miaoyin, dressed in a plain white palace dress, was leaning under the porch feeding a canary.
Seeing everyone coming in, she just raised her eyelids, and her wrinkled thin lips curled up in a mocking tone: "Brother, you came so quickly."
Hearing her call him "brother", He Fanxiong's hair and beard stood on end. Such a title was simply ironic.
"You evil woman, you recognized me as your brother, and Qingtuo was only eleven years old, and you had the heart to kill him!"
The sound gradually became higher, and the canary fluttered away. Sha Miaoyin followed closely and slowly slapped the bait in her hand.
"I don't understand what you are saying, brother..." She suddenly looked at Ran Qingxuan, with resentment flashing in her eyes.
"It is this Madam Gu who repeatedly ruins my good deeds."
On the one hand, she said she couldn't understand, but on the other hand, she knew that Ran Qingxuan had ruined her good fortune. It was ridiculous...
Sima Hui could no longer hold back, and pointed the ivory tablet in his hand directly at the queen: "Your Majesty! The prince is your majesty's only bloodline, why are you..."
"Bloodline?"
Sha Miaoyin suddenly burst into laughter, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world, and her laughter was so sharp that it hurt her eardrums.
She suddenly opened the brocade curtain behind her, revealing a pitch-black nanmu coffin: "Look carefully, my Cheng Xuan is lying here, my child was killed by the traitor a long time ago...you tell me about bloodline?"
The agarwood fragrance emanating from the coffin mixed with a strange medicinal smell made Ran Qingxuan's heart skip a beat.
Gu Yanchen calmly protected his wife behind him, with three bone-piercing nails already clasped on his fingertips.
Sha Miaoyin staggered to the coffin, her ten fingers scratching on the lacquered surface, making a harsh sound.
"Before Cheng Xuan died, he said that he wanted his cousin's grandson to succeed him...haha...why?"
She turned around abruptly, her hair disheveled like a ghost, and continued to speak hoarsely, "Why should his child sit on my throne when my child died?"
He Fanxiong was struck by lightning and staggered back two steps.
Sima Hui quickly supported him, but heard the old man muttering: "No... No... I don't want to take his throne..."
"No?" Sha Miaoyin stroked the coffin, and her eyes suddenly became gentle as water.
"Cheng Xuan, did you see it? Did you see your hypocritical elder brother?"
She raised her head suddenly, her eyes full of madness: "The people of Balanch are right. As long as that little bastard dies, the court officials will appoint a new king!"
Seeing her changing from good to bad and becoming so crazy, Ran Qingxuan couldn't help but take a breath.
Murderous intent suddenly appeared in Gu Yanchen's eyes, but his wife held his wrist.
Sha Miaoyin smiled foolishly again, and said something completely different: "It's a pity that those useless people are not doing their job well... But it doesn't matter, Cheng Xuan will wait for me..."
Sima Hui listened to the whole thing and suddenly shouted: "Your Majesty is so confused! The remnants of Balanch hope that Lanyu will be in chaos. You are simply courting disaster!"
"So what?" Sha Miaoyin stroked her face, which had long lost its original appearance, and then looked at the person lying in the bushes.
"I will die too. My Chengxuan will be gone, and this country...will be completely destroyed."
He Fanxiong burst into tears, and pressed his shaking hands on the coffin: "If my second brother is still alive, seeing you like this..."
"Shut up, you are not worthy to mention his name!" Sha Miaoyin suddenly jumped up and stabbed He Fanxiong's throat with a golden hairpin!
The hidden weapon in Gu Yanchen's sleeve shot out quickly, knocking the golden hairpin down with a "ding" sound.
Han Yi's knife was already on the queen's neck, but He Fanxiong hissed, "Don't hurt her..."
Sha Miaoyin laughed so hard that her body shook with laughter, not caring at all about the sharp blade on her neck: "What's the point of getting hurt or not? The ending will be the same!"
These words were like a sharp sword piercing He Fanxiong's heart. The old man's face turned pale and he could barely stand. Ran Qingxuan hurried forward to feel his pulse but was gently pushed away.
"Lord Sima..." He Fanxiong's voice was hoarse, but he still asked: "According to the laws of Blue Rain...how should we deal with it?"
Sima Hui took a deep breath and said, "To murder the crown prince, all nine clans should be executed, but..."
He glanced at the coffin and continued, "Please spare the Queen from..."
In the end, even Sima Hui couldn't say any more...
The one who was killed was the future king of Blue Rain!
Tears washed away her makeup, and Sha Miaoyin suddenly became quiet. She slowly slid down to sit beside the coffin and hummed a strange nursery rhyme...
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