Chapter 220 One-sided statement

No one knew that the emperor wanted the empress to die, so no one would believe that the mother of a country would give up her own life just to help Concubine Xian get rid of Concubine Rong.

"Take the empress down for treatment."

In fact, everyone knew that the empress was already beyond saving. Not only did she inhale too much thick smoke, but she was also crushed by the burning beams. The burns on her face were the most insignificant wounds. The truly fatal wounds were all over her body.

There was not even a piece of good meat on her back. Some places were burned to the point that even the bones were exposed. If the guards who lifted her out had not pulled a bed curtain to cover her, the horrible injuries would have scared these noble ladies.

Fenyun followed the bier, and before leaving, she looked deeply at Jiang Xinyue.

She was just a little maid, and she had been serving the Empress when she was still the daughter of the Chang'an Taiwei family.

She had deep feelings for the Empress, but she was just a little maid.

She didn't know whether the Empress should hate Concubine Zhenxian or the Emperor who made her Empress heartbroken for what she had become.

Her hatred was insignificant and could not hurt anyone.

She had to listen to the Empress's orders, stay alive, stay in the palace, stay by Concubine Xian's side, watch over Concubine Xian for her, and take care of the Fifth Prince for her.

"No!"

Concubine Rong shook her head frantically: "Your Majesty, it's not me, it's really not me!"

There are witnesses and evidence, and she was caught at the scene. The hairpin that stabbed Fenyun and the fire starter that caused the fire both fell from her hands. How could it not be her?

Did the queen set the fire to kill herself, or did Fenyun scratch a deep wound on her face that could show the bone?

Women value their appearance the most, but the queen and Fenyun were both disfigured, and even Concubine Xian almost died in it.

If not her, who else could it be?

The Queen Mother narrowed her eyes and went to Jiang Xinyue again: "Concubine Xian used to be the most eloquent, why is she silent today? Did you also see the fire that Concubine Rong set?"

The fire had almost been put out, with only a few flames still flickering unwillingly.

In the silence, there were occasional sounds of wood popping, which seemed particularly abrupt.

Jiang Xinyue paused for a long time before looking up at the empress dowager. She looked so weak. She only glanced in the direction of the empress dowager, then looked weakly at the ground. Her voice was also weak: "What does the empress dowager want to hear from me? I was summoned by the empress today to have a talk. Before I could say a few words, the empress and I were trapped in the house by the fire. I have been with the empress all the time. Does the empress dowager want to say that I set the fire?"

"I didn't say that."

The empress dowager snorted coldly: "In other words, you didn't see Concubine Rong set the fire. How can the emperor listen to the empress's one-sided story? Her maid was also on her side. How can she identify Concubine Rong? If Concubine Xian also says that she saw it, it might be true."

The empress was about to be burned to death. How can this be called a one-sided story?

Jiang Xinyue sighed, looking helpless

and bullied by the empress dowager. She had just escaped from the fire, and was very weak and frightened. Her flawless hands were covered with blisters from the fire, which must have been very painful. The empress

dowager was going too far.

Emperor Xuanwu stopped the empress dowager: "If you have anything to say, wait until Concubine Xian recovers. Come, take Concubine Rong to the Suspension Mirror Department first."

"Emperor!"

The empress dowager also protected Concubine Rong behind her: "Don't forget that Concubine Rong once saved you with her life. Now you only believe the words of the queen and want to punish her. Aren't you afraid of chilling the hearts of those ministers who bowed and worked hard for you?"

If she treated her savior like this, how could she have any love for the court officials?

How can one serve such an ungrateful king for a long time?

What Emperor Xuanwu hated most was that the empress dowager always talked about court officials and wanted to recruit him out of gratitude.

Without Concubine Rong, he would not be hurt at all. Did she really think that the guards who protected him closely were all vegetarians?

Concubine Rong was unnecessary. He promoted her from a noble concubine to Concubine Rong. How could he repay her?

"Your Majesty..."

Jiang Xinyue held his hand. Because her palm was bandaged, she did not dare to use force. She took out a jade button made of jasper from the wide belt around her waist: "I picked this up by the window."

Her eyes looked at Concubine Rong who was sitting paralyzed on the ground.

Everyone followed Jiang Xinyue's gaze and looked at the jade on Concubine Rong's chest. The part at the top of her neck was obviously missing, and the style, color, and material were exactly the same as the jasper buckle in Jiang Xinyue's hand.

Even the Queen Mother was speechless now, and could only watch the people from the Suspension Camera Department take Concubine Rong away.

Pei Wu held the Queen Mother's hand and shook her head at her, signaling her not to act rashly: "Empress Dowager, I will plead for Concubine Rong."

Yes!

The Emperor treats Pei Wu differently.

After the last favor, Pei Wu often went to Chengqian Palace to accompany the Emperor. Although the Emperor now takes Concubine Xian into consideration and does not give Pei Wu a title, this is only temporary.

Pei Wu may be the key to the breakup between the Emperor and Concubine Xian. The Queen

Mother suppressed her impulse, glared at Concubine Xian fiercely, and left.

Emperor Xuanwu carried Jiang Xinyue on the dragon chariot and hurried back to Hexi Palace.

He summoned Imperial Physician Yan to do a comprehensive examination. After confirming that she only had superficial injuries and was not seriously ill, the Emperor finally put down his worries.

"The emperor is also injured, here..."

Jiang Xinyue had changed into a light white middle-length dress, let down her long black hair, half-sitting on the bed, pointing to the bleeding scratch on his cheek: "Xi Que, let Imperial Physician Yan treat the emperor's wound as well."

Imperial Physician Yan was writing a prescription behind the screen. He originally wanted to apply some medicine to the emperor before leaving, but he heard Emperor Xuanwu say: "I'm fine, no need for an imperial physician, Yue'er just needs to apply some medicine to me."

Imperial Physician Yan thought: I can't let Empress Xianfei miss this opportunity to get close to the emperor.

He quickly put away the pen and handed the prescription to Xi Que: "Boil two packets of medicine in a bowl of water for the empress to take. The Imperial Hospital is very busy, I'm leaving first."

He ran away with the medicine box on his back.

Xi Que thought that Imperial Physician Yan meant that the Empress's injury was serious, so the imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital were busy treating the Empress, so she didn't think anything wrong.

Jiang Xinyue lifted up her two paws wrapped like rice dumplings, put them in front of Emperor Xuanwu's eyes and waved them: "How can I give medicine to the emperor when I look like this?"

She opened a pair of innocent big eyes, as soft and adorable as A fluffy, obedient and cute animal.

She actually forgot about her injured hand.

In the end, Wang Dequan twisted his orchid fingers, fearfully, and applied the medicine to him as if walking on thin ice.

Wang Dequan wiped it, and the emperor hissed, which frightened Wang Dequan's weak heart and almost stopped beating.