Chapter 127 Who would know?

For a moment, one could hear a pin drop in the Xingshuang Palace.

Concubine Rougui knelt on the ground, hiding the viciousness in her eyes.

Although Emperor Mingze does not believe in ghosts and gods, if someone harbors such vicious intentions, he will definitely not let the other party off easily!

After a while, the emperor, who was sitting on the main seat, finally spoke.

"My beloved concubine, what you mean is," Jiang Yanchuan said in a cold tone full of sarcasm, "Is my daughter possessed by some evil spirit to harm me?"

Concubine Rou Gui propped up her upper body and said, "I just think that the Eleventh Princess may have changed her personality because she was exposed to these evil ways..."

Just then, a cool breeze blew by and blew out the two candles in the hall. Half of Jiang Yanchuan's profile was also hidden in the slightly dim light and shadow.

He lowered his eyes and stared at Concubine Rou Gui for a long time, then suddenly chuckled.

Everyone in the hall was silent.

This scene made it seem more like he was the one possessed by the evil spirit.

Jiang Yanchuan reached out and took out a piece of candy from the wooden box, stuffed it into the frozen little girl's hand, patted her head lightly twice, and then stood up slowly.

Before he could open his mouth, he saw a palace maid walking hurriedly towards him at the door.

Eunuch Changshun hurried over to greet her. The two whispered to each other for a while, and then Eunuch Changshun hurried back, "Your Majesty, Concubine Qing wants to see you."

Jiang Yanchuan paused: "Xuan."

Concubine Qing had just accepted a big favor from the young man some time ago, so it was not surprising for him to see her here this time.

only……

The young man had a dazed expression, completely losing his former vitality. His usually talkative voice had not been heard for a long time. It was obvious that he was frightened by Concubine Rou Gui's words.

Jiang Yanchuan let out a long sigh.

He suddenly felt that his overly complicated identity might be a nuisance to the young boy.

The little girl was always thinking about him, but he could not give her a pure childhood.

Concubine Qing did not come alone.

The eunuchs behind her were holding a middle-aged man who was tied up and had a handkerchief stuffed in his mouth.

The man seemed to have been crying all the way, his face was covered with tear marks, and sobs kept coming out of his mouth.

Concubine Rou Gui only turned her head to take one look, and then she trembled violently as if her soul had left her.

How could it be him?!

Is Concubine Qing crazy? ! !

Concubine Qing performed the ceremony in a hurry. When she stood up, she glanced at the young fellow sitting on the seat with a look of heartache and gritted her teeth secretly.

Palace fighting is palace fighting, what does it matter if Concubine Rou Gui involves her child?

So tasteless!

She turned around and signaled the accompanying palace maid to hand a booklet to Eunuch Changshun, without any hesitation in her eyes.

After Eunuch Changshun presented the booklet to Jiang Yanchuan, she said resolutely, "Your Majesty, this booklet contains the transaction list of Zeng Wencheng's sales of your horoscope in recent years. It clearly records the time, location and amount of each transaction. You only need to take a look to know the whole story!"

Concubine Rou Gui was shaking all over.

These words were like a sharp sword that pierced her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe.

She had just bought the horoscope from this man not long ago. If he had really recorded the transaction details in detail, she would definitely have been recorded in the book!

Concubine Rougui suppressed the trembling in her voice and tried to disrupt Emperor Mingze's reading: "Even if Concubine Wan's name is not on it, couldn't it be shared with her by a concubine who was on good terms with her?!"

Concubine Qing glanced at Concubine Rou with disdain in her eyes and said in a slow voice: "Did I say that Concubine Wan's name is not on it?"

Concubine Rou Gui was stunned, and cold sweat instantly oozed out from the pores of her body, soaking her underwear.

Yes, “she who has never met Zeng Wencheng” should not know such a question!

She knew she had made a mistake this time, and frantically tried to make excuses: "You, you have been too close to Xingshuang Palace recently, so of course I——"

“Pah—”

The rustling sound of the booklet being placed on the table was not loud, but it successfully calmed both of them down.

"Zeng Wencheng," Jiang Yanchuan said, "do you have anything else to say?"

The majestic aura of the superior spread in the room, and everyone's breathing was stagnant.

Everyone in the room focused their attention on Zeng Wencheng.

The handkerchief in his mouth had been taken off when the book was handed to him, but he dared not utter a single word.

Emperor Mingze spent half his life in military service and achieved countless legendary things. However, even for such an emperor with countless great achievements, when people talk about him, they cannot avoid mentioning his terrifying torture methods.

Zeng Wencheng did not dare to make any excuses and directly admitted the guilt.

Despite this, when the guards in front of him dragged him out, his miserable cries for mercy still echoed in the hall for a long time.

Jiang Yingcheng was awakened by the voice. His stunned expression finally cracked. He pursed his lips and began to speak aggrievedly: [Wuwuwu, Brother Tong, we really seem to be evil. Wawuwuwu——]

It's okay that she herself is a time traveler, but the existence of 007 is beyond the cognition of this world!

[Cheng Cheng, Cheng Cheng, I read in the story that they would tie the possessed person to a pillar and burn him to death!] The baby voice was sobbing and it sounded very pitiful, [Wuwuwu Cheng Cheng, stop it——eh?]

Jiang Yingcheng was so focused on howling that she didn't notice when her handsome father walked up to her, stretched out a hand, and gently stroked her back: "Are you scared?"

He couldn't directly comfort the young lady about her worries, so he could only let her know in this way that the city and fortress he built was indestructible and enough for her to rely on without worry.

The cuffs of the wide sleeves just rested on her shoulders. Jiang Yingcheng took the opportunity to grab a small corner, and then reached out for a hug as if to be more demanding.

[Father likes Cheng Cheng,] she told 007, and it seemed like she was also telling it to herself, [He would not want to burn Cheng Cheng to death!]

Jiang Yanchuan held this little girl in his arms gently, and his cold temperament was immediately reduced.

He turned around and sat back on the soft chair, and patiently coaxed her, "Do you remember where you hid your box?"

Jiang Yingcheng froze, turned her head and quickly glanced at her mother's expression, then buried her head in her handsome father's arms and raised her hand to point in a direction.

The voice was muffled through a layer of fabric: "It's right under that flower table."

Everyone looked in the direction the little hand was pointing.

The flowers were made of Dalbergia odorifera, and the little guy stuffed several dolls inside, perfectly covering the hollow bottom.

If an adult wants to find the box, he must lie flat on his face.

Jiang Yanchuan's emotionless eyes swept straight towards Concubine Rou Guifei, whose face turned pale and she didn't dare to raise her head to look at him.

"The jade bead on your purse suddenly fell off and rolled right there..."

Although if I am not careful, I will be charged with deceiving the emperor, but——

[Hmm? You bribed so many people in my mother's palace? ]

[Ah! The few people that my mother left in the palace at that time, have all surrendered to the enemy?!]

A dark light flashed in Concubine Rou Gui's eyes.

Who would know?!