Chapter 72 (7,000 words) The Emperor is Cruel, Du...
"how?"
"Nothing, I just suddenly wanted to draw a butterfly."
After saying this, Yin Xing suppressed his palpitations, retracted his gaze, and turned to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone to test his own guess.
The bright summer light quietly flowed over the desk. Yin Xing and Xuan Yizheng sat together, each holding a pen and deliberately drawing a twisted butterfly.
In the silence, Yin Xing could clearly feel Xuan Yizhen's gaze. He tilted his head to look into her eyes again. They were still dark and invisible. He hesitated and said, "Yizhen, is my painting ugly?"
Xuan Yizhen's gaze slowly shifted from Yin Xing's face to the butterfly on the paper. He nodded and said, "Hmm, it's ugly."
The clear and gentle voice shattered a fragile heart with a sharp sound, as if carrying the sound of shattering glass.
Yin Xing calmed down and asked with a puzzled look, "Can you really see the butterfly I drew?"
"I'm just not used to seeing butterflies flapping their wings, but I'm not blind." Xuan Yizheng saw Yin Xing's thoughts, held her pen-holding hand in his palm, and sketched an ink painting on the paper.
"Is that so? Will it hurt your eyes?" Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen. She lowered her eyebrows at this moment, slightly concealing the darkness in her eyes, looking peaceful and gentle.
"No, just close your eyes and you'll be fine." Xuan Yizhen held Yin Xing's hand, sketching with ink, and the butterfly came alive on the paper, its shape vivid.
In contrast, Yin Xing looked at his own ugly butterfly, silently averted his eyes and muttered: "My drawing is really ugly."
Xuan Yizhen leaned against Yin Xing, half holding her in his arms, holding her hand in his palm, and said slowly: "Although music, chess, calligraphy and painting are said to cultivate one's character, they actually all require skills. If you want to learn, I can teach you."
After he finished speaking, Yin Xing discovered that Xuan Yizheng's hands were very steady, and his lines were smooth and silky, which made people feel calm and peaceful.
There is some truth in the idea that music, chess, calligraphy and painting can be used to cultivate one's character.
But Yin Xing remembered Xuan Yizhen's ruthless expression at that moment, and was distracted again. His eyes fell on her jade-white cheek, examining it carefully.
I don’t know if it’s because her menstrual blood is weak, or if it’s because Xuan Yi is no longer dressed up with makeup like she used to be. Her expression is less gentle and soft, and instead she looks lonely, distant and indifferent in her coldness.
"You won't be able to learn painting well if you are so indecisive." Xuan Yizheng put the pen in Yin Xing's hand on the pen holder, tilted his head to meet her clear round eyes, and said softly.
"Yizhen, can you see me clearly now?" Yin Xing asked anxiously, calming his mind.
Xuan Yizhen touched Yin Xing's warm palm with his fingertips, and looked at the reflection in her eyes casually, his eyebrows and eyes changing subtly. He said slowly: "Why do you think I can't see you clearly?"
Yin Xing looked at the changes in Xuan Yizhen's expression between frowns and smiles. It was like a gorgeous painting, soft yet strange. He was almost confused. He said seriously: "Yizhen, if you are not feeling well, you don't have to pretend to me."
Covering up blindly is far less effective than being honest, which will help Yin Xing discover Xuan Yizheng's illness and abnormality in time.
Hysteria, as often recorded in medical books, can cause a person to fall into a dangerous state that ordinary people cannot understand. Yin Xing has never seen Xuan Yizheng fall ill, but he does not dare to be careless.
Hearing the voice, Xuan Yizheng was speechless, her gentle demeanor faded like cold mist, her beautiful eyes became dim, her fair fingertips fiddled with the red silk ribbon on Yin Xing's wrist, and her whole body was shrouded in deathly silence.
The atmosphere was inexplicably frozen, and even the sunlight streaming in through the window lattice seemed to be still for a moment.
"Yizhen, are you angry?" Yin Xing held Xuan Yizhen's cool hand with his fingertips and asked anxiously.
"No, I just don't quite understand your preferences right now." Xuan Yizheng remembered that Yin Xing had expressed his liking for his gentleness and kindness countless times.
So Xuan Yizhen carefully played the role of a gentle and kind wife, and thought she did a good job.
But now Yin Xing says that she doesn't need to act, which is really disturbing and annoying.
"I like Yizhen, and this is the most important thing." Yin Xing met Xuan Yizhen's beautiful wooden eyes, like a confused innocent child, or like broken exquisite glass, full of pity.
Even if Xuan Yizhen forgets her in the future, Yin Xing will never forget that she is his wife.
Hearing this, Xuan Yizhen avoided Yin Xing's gaze, raised his thin lips sharply, and said in a calm voice: "So you are feeling sorry for me?"
Yin Xing felt a lump in his throat and looked at Xuan Yizhen, who was full of coldness and alienation, and said, "That's not what I meant."
"Then please stop speculating about my condition. It makes you look more defensive. Do you understand?"
"good."
Yin Xing didn't expect Xuan Yizheng to be so resistant to his concern, and he didn't say anything for a while.
The afternoon sunlight became increasingly dazzling, silently shining into the inner room filled with flowers and green plants. However, the two figures snuggling together had a clear barrier between them, as if there was an insurmountable chasm.
The summer breeze gradually revealed a scorching heat, but it was unable to dispel the subtle chill.
Yin Xing suddenly felt that perhaps he shouldn't be so self-righteous as to want to help Xuan Yizhen, because it would only make her fall into an unhappy and anxious state.
Xuan Yizheng was already in an abnormal mood due to the illusion poison, and this might only worsen her condition.
Thinking of this, Yin Xing was at a loss, and he couldn't bear to watch Xuan Yizhen fall into the abyss. He leaned in and kissed the corner of her lips, whispering softly, "I'm sorry."
Xuan Yizhen calmly lowered his eyes to gaze at the worried Yin Xing. His dark eyes were blurred, and for a moment he could not discern her expression. However, the tip of his nose caught the faint, elegant, sweet scent of lychee. He slowly wrapped his arms around her and gently kissed her retreating lips, muttering, "I am the one who should say sorry."
In fact, Xuan Yizheng was well aware of Yin Xing's concern, but he just didn't want to show his embarrassment.
The person in this world Xuan Yizheng least wanted to know about his illness was Yin Xing. It was all Du Ruo's fault.
Mingming has been pretending very well all along. If it weren't for Du Ruo, she would always be the perfect wife in Yin Xing's heart.
The intimate kiss did not carry any desire, but it silently melted all barriers, leaving only increasingly heavy breathing.
Green vines swayed outside the window, long shadows intertwined on the ground, and a piece of belt fell loosely to the ground, outlining Yin Xing's tall figure, like a delicate and eye-catching flower branch, powerlessly relying on Xuan Yizheng.
Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen who was bowing her head. She was kissing him devoutly with her eyes closed. Her thin lips were cool and soft, but with an indescribable heat that made his mouth dry.
"Do you like this?" As Xuan Yizheng spoke, the breath from his nose fell on the skin, causing people to tremble.
"Yeah." Yin Xing responded with his hands on Xuan Yizheng, not completely letting go because he was worried that her legs would go numb.
After all, Xuan Yizheng is still having menstrual period and his health is not good.
Xuan Yizhen moved slowly, looking up into the bright light to see Yin Xing's flushed cheeks, pure and charming. With his other hand, he gently brushed away the fine hair that had stained her cheek and said, "You look delicious now."
Yin Xing was too shy to know how to respond. She felt Xuan Yizhen was a bit annoying, her feelings were deep and shallow, but she always deliberately avoided being sensitive. He subconsciously wanted to lower himself, but he heard her chuckle and called out with a hot face, "Yizhen, you are so bad."
"This is for your own good, otherwise you'll run out of strength all of a sudden." Xuan Yizheng held Yin Xing's face with one hand, not wanting her to avoid him. He looked directly into her longing eyes, and the movement of his other hand became more pronounced. He could hear her clear and melodious humming in his ear, like the song of a nightingale.
"Slow, slow down..." Yin Xing's words were not clear. He lost the strength to support himself and fell unconsciously into Xuan Yizheng's arms, sinking into him.
The slightest movement caused golden light to shine on Yin Xing's fair skin, like a flawless jade. Xuan Yizheng stared at every inch of her calmly, wishing he could engrave her in his memory forever.
Suddenly, Xuan Yizheng paused, feeling something unusual with his fingertips, and was a little surprised.
Yin Xing didn't even care about Xuan Yizheng's surprised expression, because he found that he was really fast!
Their eyes met, Xuan Yizhen pursed his lips, and looked quietly at Yin Xing's wide-open eyes, innocent and pure. His throat tightened slightly, and he called out in a low, hoarse voice, "Looks like I need to change my clothes."
"Yeah." Yin Xing blushed and didn't dare to look at Xuan Yizheng. He raised his hand to close his clothes, took away the thin blanket covering Xuan Yizheng, and hurried into the inner room.
Seeing this, Xuan Yizheng slowly immersed his hands in the basin to clean the slippery surface. His white fingertips fiddled with the layers of water ripples, stirring up the sound of water, and he felt unsatisfied.
When wrinkles appeared on his fingertips, Xuan Yizheng slowly wiped away the water droplets with an embroidered handkerchief, reached out and picked up a piece of lotus root powder belt, and stroked it carefully.
Even though Yin Xing's clothes were made of the finest silk and satin, Xuan Yizheng still felt that they were too rough.
Perhaps it was because he touched Yin Xing's soft and warm spot that he felt that no one else could compare to her, and he couldn't help but sigh.
No wonder men often die from excessive indulgence. Xuan Yizheng played with his belt, feeling a little regretful that his menstrual period came at the wrong time today.
A day off, what a rare opportunity.
Outside the window, the branches sway silently, the sky is clear and the air is fresh, and the summer heat slowly sweeps across the pavilions and towers of the capital.
As the strange disease in the capital subsided and the war of rebellion ended, the streets and markets gradually became bustling again.
In the afternoon, there were few pedestrians on the streets, and many passers-by gathered in the restaurants and teahouses to enjoy the cool air, making the place noisy and bustling.
"This time, the emperor's grace was so great that the country didn't suffer the plague tragedy that occurred in other states. In some small towns, nearly half the population had died, and all that was left were piles of corpses."
"That's right. The Xiahou family suffered the most deaths from illness, and the people fled in large numbers. Of the four great families, only the Wanqi family had almost no casualties."
"No wonder the war suddenly stopped. I'm afraid the Xiahou family can't hold on any longer and wants to negotiate peace."
There were many different opinions, and Jiang Yun sneered at them, thinking that the emperor was really good at pretending.
However, there were no rumors about Wuzhou now. Jiang Yun suspected that Du Ruo was blocking the news, so he walked across the long street and entered Peifeng Tower.
In the elegant room, the Third Princess looked at Jiang Yun arrogantly, raised her hand to pick up the wine glass, and said, "I have heard about what happened in Wuzhou. Why are you staring at Du Ruo so closely?"
As for Jiang Yun, the third princess ordered people to investigate her dealings. She had a righteous character and rarely made friends with the powerful.
Except for the time when he was dismissed from the Dali Temple and took the initiative to make a deal, Jiang Yun never came to Peifeng Tower at other times.
Jiang Yun thought of his friends who were killed by Du Ruo. His eyes darkened slightly and he said vaguely, "It's just a personal grudge."
"In that case, I suggest you investigate the Second Prince's residence. If you can uncover his conspiracy with Du Ruo, Du Ruo must be killed."
"The Third Princess thinks too highly of me. An investigation into the Second Prince's residence requires the permission of the Supreme Court Justice. Furthermore, the royal dignity cannot be compromised. If Your Majesty blames me, I cannot bear the consequences."
As the words fell, the Third Princess' smile faded. She twirled the jeweled ring between her fingers and said arrogantly, "I'm very unhappy that you're so insincere."
Jiang Yun doesn't want high positions or wealth, and he is too rebellious to be easily controlled.
Seeing this, Jiang Yun was not afraid. Instead, he smiled uninhibitedly. He raised his hand to drink the iced drink in his cup, stood up, holding his sword in his palm, and complimented: "Third Princess, your words are too kind. I am just a dust insignificant person. How could I have offended you? But the situation in the dynasty is unpredictable now. It is better to have more friends than more enemies."
"Okay, if you don't have any useful information, you can leave." The third princess sneered arrogantly, looking at Jiang Yun who said one thing to one person and another to another, and she was disdainful to waste her words with her.
As for the affairs of the Du family in Wuzhou, there is very little information available at present, and there must be something complicated behind it.
"Yes." Jiang Yun was about to leave when he paused and casually mentioned, "Also, I suspect the Western Suburbs Corpse Pit is related to Your Majesty. Does the Third Princess know about this?"
The Third Princess was startled for a moment, her eyes filled with surprise, which vanished in an instant before she said sternly, "How dare you! This is a capital crime!"
Jiang Yun raised his hand and saluted respectfully, saying, "Please forgive me, I just wanted to inform the Third Princess."
It seems that the emperor has concealed this matter very deeply, Jiang Yun thought to himself.
"How did you determine that the Western Suburbs Corpse Pit was related to my father?"
"The number of victims in the Western Suburbs' corpse pits is enormous. It just so happens that I've come into contact with the disaster victims gathered in the capital. Many of them have not been able to return to their homelands and have lost all contact. Therefore, I realized that this may implicate someone within the court, and Your Majesty should be aware of this."
Upon hearing this, the Third Princess said sternly, "If you dare to reveal even a word about this, I will not forgive you."
Jiang Yun nodded and said, "I understand."
After he finished speaking, Jiang Yun stepped out of Peifeng Tower and found that it was very cool inside. It turned out to be a good choice to have a cold drink in the summer.
In the afternoon, Yin Xing, the chief treasurer of the Dali Temple, felt a little pain in his eyes while reading a medical book. He raised his hand, twisted a handkerchief, and placed it in front of his eyes to rest.
When Jiang Yun entered, he saw Yin Xing, who looked exhausted, and teased him, "You and your princess wife had such a fierce argument. Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Yin Xing took off her handkerchief and looked at Jiang Yun who was sitting down. She admired her casualness and said with a hot face: "No."
Xuan Yizheng and I usually indulge ourselves on our days off, but behave well at other times.
Especially recently, Yin Xing knew about Xuan Yizheng's condition, so he was always easily distracted when doing it.
It is difficult to strike a balance between pain and pleasure, and it is very easy to hurt Xuan Yizheng.
"Hey, has Du Ruo contacted you recently?" Jiang Yun asked while pouring tea himself.
Such a big thing happened in Wuzhou, Du Ruo couldn't swallow this anger, he must have a trick up his sleeve.
"No, what case do you want to talk to her about?" Yin Xing asked curiously.
Jiang Yun shook his head and replied: "Nothing, just a casual question."
Such a big thing happened in Wuzhou, but there is not even a rumor about it yet. Jiang Yun feels that under the calm situation, a new bloody storm must be brewing.
Although the Wuzhou Du family is not one of the four great families, it is also a prominent family, and is also the maternal family of Empress Dowager Du, so its power is extraordinary.
If one wanted to deal with the Du family quietly, no force in the entire dynasty could do so except the four great families and the emperor.
Based on the current situation, Jiang Yun believed that it was impossible for the emperor to destroy his own foundation. The other families were already overwhelmed with the wars and illnesses, and they did not have the ability to use such cruel means against the Du family.
The only suspect is Princess Zhanghua, the head of the Wanqi family.
That's why Jiang Yun thought that it was because of Du Ruo's unclear thoughts about Yin Xing that made Princess Zhang Hua unhappy.
But if Princess Zhanghua ordered the extermination of the Du family because she disliked Du Ruo, what a terrible person she would be.
Seeing Yin Xing's innocent look, who was completely unaware of the situation, Jiang Yun felt it difficult to ask her, otherwise he would provoke her, a wife slave, to protect her master.
Yin Xing continued flipping through the medical book without giving it much thought, and said in a rather troubled tone, "I might have to go abroad."
"The weather is getting hotter and hotter. If you want to go on an outing abroad now, you might get sunburned."
"I'm not going on an outing. The emperor has ordered me to go to Tianchuan to welcome the generals who are about to return triumphantly to the capital."
Jiang Yun was surprised: "Why are you in charge? The other princes are not available?"
Generally speaking, officials from the six ministries are rarely assigned to other duties outside their own departments.
Although there may be additional arrangements for members of the royal family, since there are three princes, a royal consort is generally not assigned.
"I don't know. Anyway, the emperor has issued an order, so if you want to go abroad, go to Tianchuan Town."
"Then you wouldn't have to look so sad."
Yin Xing sighed and said, "Because according to the time, I will be away from Princess Zhanghua for three days and two nights."
Jiang Yun swallowed the tea silently, only to find it sour and bitter that it was hard to swallow. He really didn't understand her, this wife-slave. He said, "Why don't you just ask Princess Zhang Hua to find a reason to take leave? It's so simple."
"I thought so too, but this time she has no objection to it. How can I have the nerve to mention it?" Yin Xing couldn't understand why Xuan Yizheng reacted so indifferently, so he became even more worried.
What should I do if Xuan Yi’s illness really relapses and he doesn’t remember me?
"Actually, I think it's a good idea for you to separate for a few days to clear your heads. Otherwise, you'll get tired of doing that kind of thing too much." Jiang Yun jokingly said, enjoying the fun.
If Jiang Yun hadn't been in frequent contact with Yin Xing, she would have suspected that Princess Zhang Hua had cast a spell on her!
Because Liu Ci would never be so shameless as to do that kind of thing with Jiang Yun every day for fun.
Yin Xing was silent, feeling that the words coming out of Jiang Yun's mouth were becoming more and more inappropriate for children.
Yin Xing lowered his head to drink tea, and subconsciously looked at his face, thinking that physical weakness should not be so obvious.
The tea ripples and sways silently, reflecting the scorching summer sun outside the hall.
At dusk, the sun was setting, and the heat was still lingering. Yin Xing returned to the villa to bathe. Looking at Xuan Yizhen who was scattering herbs, he hesitated and asked, "Yizhen, why did the emperor order people to meet us in Tianchuan in advance instead of at the capital city gate?"
Xuan Yizhen lowered his eyes to glance at Yin Xing, pretending to be ignorant and said, "Tianchuan can be said to be the gateway to the capital and a key town. This is also the highest standard of reception etiquette for military generals."
"Then can I not go to Tianchuan?" Yin Xing abruptly changed the subject and asked weakly.
"The emperor's decree, do you want me to disobey it for you?" Xuan Yizheng touched Yin Xing's warm face along the water surface with his fingertips, and spoke in a light voice, as if what he said was not something outrageous.
But Yin Xing fell silent all of a sudden, and could only hold Xuan Yizhen's hand, his eyes falling on her beautiful figure in plain clothes, without any pearls or jade ornaments on her body. She was as pure as a snow branch, and as gentle as a willow branch, graceful and charming, with an indescribable allure.
Yin Xing's eyes fell on the tied belt, and he looked away with a hot face. He met her beautiful eyes that were calm and empty, and said shyly: "Yizhen, I have never been apart from you for so long. Will you miss me?"
Xuan Yizhen looked into the misty eyes that looked like a puppy's, and wrapped his fingertips around Yin Xing's fingers, clinging to her like a vine. He replied solemnly and tenderly, "Of course, I think of you every moment, day and night, and I will never leave you."
Even if he dies, Xuan Yizhen will not let go of Yin Xing, and no one can take her away.
As he spoke, Xuan Yizhen bent down and kissed the wet Yin Xing, slowly going deeper and closer, almost pressing her against the wall of the bathtub, but still feeling unsatisfied.
When Yin Xing felt a little dizzy from lack of oxygen, he had no doubt that he was going to drown in Xuan Yizheng's kiss.
Xuan Yizheng lowered his forehead and rested it against Yin Xing's face. His breathing was disordered. His beautiful face was filled with stubborn silence. His thin lips curled up into a smile, which was extremely cold and charming, captivating.
At this moment, Yin Xing felt like he was about to melt in Xuan Yizhen's dangerous love. His heart was beating like thunder, and he whispered, "Yizhen, I love you so much."
So Yin Xing silently pleaded in his heart, hoping that Xuan Yizhen would not forget him.
The candlelight in the water blurred and changed, gradually turning into a red sun. A long team left the capital with flags fluttering.
Yin Xing looked back at the gate of the capital city, and remembered that when he first saw the capital city, he wanted to find a way to escape.
But now Yin Xing didn't want to leave the capital for a moment, because he knew that Xuan Yizheng lived there, and he also knew that she would wait from dawn to dusk.
The sound of horse hooves could be heard, and just as Yin Xing was looking back frequently, he suddenly heard a teasing voice.
"After all, you are working for the emperor. You should be careful of the impact by looking so sad." Jiang Yun said, holding the reins with one hand and moving closer.
"Why are you leaving the city too?" Yin Xing looked at Jiang Yun in surprise and asked.
Jiang Yun lied, "I have a friend in Tianchuan, so I plan to go see him. I'm also going to ask Master Xiao Yin for some food supplies."
In fact, Jiang Yun felt that it was problematic for the emperor to let Yin Xing be responsible for welcoming the triumphant generals, so he accompanied him without worry.
Otherwise, how could Jiang Yun be willing to be separated from Liu Ci for three days and two nights.
It is no exaggeration to say that the two have not been apart for such a long time in more than 20 years.
Yin Xing responded without giving it much thought: "You really have a lot of friends."
"You must be envious, right? I used to travel the world with a sword, a free and unrestrained female knight in the martial arts world!" Jiang Yun looked very proud, and actively squeezed into the team, observing the accompanying officials Du Wei with the corner of her eye.
"Then you and Miss Liu were separated for a long time before?" Yin Xing asked curiously.
Jiang Yun withdrew his gaze and replied vaguely: "No, I'm taking her abroad with me."
To be more precise, they eloped, but then their mother passed away and all their plans were disrupted.
Upon hearing this, Yin Xing enviously said, "If possible, I would also like to take Xuan Yizhen to see the outside world."
However, thinking of Xuan Yizheng's illness, Yin Xing could only give up the idea and hope that the three days and two nights would pass quickly.
Outside the capital, a long line of flags fluttered, slowly disappearing into the mountains. The scorching sun slowly rose into the sky, and its light spread across the earth.
In the other courtyard, the heavily guarded palace guards gathered, their weapons emitting a cold light, without saying a word, but with an imposing presence.
The news spread like wildfire. In the second princess's residence, the air was filled with the scent of sandalwood and the sound of wooden fish was accompanied by a few chuckles.
"Imperial sister, this is a strange story in the capital, very interesting." The second princess said slowly, fiddling with the ruby Zen beads with her fingertips.
"Royal sister, do you think father will punish Xuan Yizheng because the Du family of Wuzhou was exterminated?" The third princess asked inquiringly, throwing the arrow in her hand, which fell into the pot, with a smile in her eyes.
The Second Princess also raised her hand to take the arrow and threw it with interest, saying softly, "My Imperial Sister, you don't think that the Wuzhou Du Clan is just Du Ruo's power, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the arrows fell into the pot. Judging from the number, the two were obviously evenly matched.
The Third Princess paused while selecting her arrows, then looked at the Second Princess and asked, "So, my sister knew long ago that it was Father who was behind the Western Suburbs corpse pit?"
Du Ruo is the blade in the emperor's hand, so naturally Wuzhou's puppet soldiers are also the emperor's secret army. The reason should have been imagined long ago.
Therefore, the sudden deaths of young and middle-aged men in Wuzhou over the years have never attracted the attention of the court.
This was not Du Ruo's ability, but the emperor's will.
"Of course, Xuan Yizhen and Du Ruo are fighting right now, and my father is furious. So, shouldn't I just sit back and watch the fight?"
"Xuan Yizhen is backed by the Wanqi family, and the rumored Red Flame Iron Cavalry even razed Wuzhou to the ground. Father probably won't help Du Ruo, but it's a pity that the eldest princess's wish will be dashed."
After saying that, the third princess threw the arrow in her hand, which landed accurately on the holes in her ears, but she was in a bad mood.
Because the second imperial sister is incredibly well-informed, who knows when she will be ambushed.
The Second Princess selected arrows and complimented them respectfully, "Royal sister, you played pot tossing very well today. But if father continues to aim for control of the Wanqi family's Scarlet Flame Iron Cavalry, do you think Xuan Yizhen has touched a nerve this time?"
Ever since Empress Wanqi fell ill, the Scarlet Flame Cavalry hadn't made any moves, and many people thought they no longer existed.
This was the first time in many years that the Wanqi family showed their sharp claws again and annihilated the Wuzhou Du family, who the emperor had carefully supported in secret.
How can I allow others to snore beside my bed, especially on the dragon bed? The royal bloodline is often the most heartless.
Even the emperor who is now particularly kind and lenient towards the princesses.
When Empress Wanqi was dealing with the concubines in the harem, the emperor never stopped her and even condoned her maliciously. It can be seen that his leniency and kindness were just a disguise for his true nature.
The emperor's thoughts and schemes are almost all-pervasive and unmatched, and the deeper he thinks, the more vicious he becomes.
In the past, Empress Dowager Du and Empress Wanqi were forced to fight each other, and now all the princesses were forced to fight Xuan Yizheng. He even treated the princesses and the princes very differently, pampering the princesses and strictly controlling the princes, and invisibly pulling one down and stepping on the other to build up the good reputation of the princes.
Everyone is a pawn of the emperor, and the emperor is at a distance, yet in control of the overall situation and reaps the benefits.
The arrow fell into the copper pot with a thud, the coldness was bone-chilling and chilling.
At this moment, inside the majestic palace hall, all officials stood in silence. Du Ruo stood in the hall, presented the list, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, please make the decision for the Du family on this matter!"
The emperor raised his hand and put down his teacup, then spoke calmly, "The tragedy of the Wuzhou Du family deserves an explanation."
As he finished speaking, the wind blew the red and blue flying feather earrings. The white-haired female official Ji stood upright and spoke in a steady, aged voice, "Your Majesty, Du was the one who first ordered the assassination of Princess Zhanghua. He also instructed his accomplices from the Wuzhou Du family to deliberately poison the Wanqi family and the Wangchaozhou city and spread the plague. That's why Princess Zhanghua ordered the genocide of the clan for the sake of justice."
Each word spoken was not loud, but it made the officials look horrified and they whispered to each other and talked endlessly.
Du Ruo showed no fear, but sneered, "This is ridiculous. This is a pure false accusation. What evidence does Princess Zhang Hua have?"
The emperor was behind this matter. Unless Xuan Yi really wanted to break with the emperor, she would be adding fuel to the fire.
Lady Ji met Du Ruo's sinister gaze calmly, as if she were looking at a dying man, and said, "Of course there is evidence."
Everyone looked sideways towards the bright spot outside the hall, but the hot summer day made the scene blurry.
The sun is shining brightly in the sky, and the flowers in the inner rooms of the villa are blooming brightly and dazzlingly, which is pleasing to the eyes.
Suddenly, a pair of sharp flower scissors cut off the cluster of flowers. Xuan Yizhen held the cluster of flowers and plucked off the petals one by one. His expression was calm and peaceful, his eyes reflecting a soft light. He murmured, "Xing'er, these can be used for a flower bath. Do you like it?"
The words fell in silence, but Xuan Yizheng's expression did not change. He lowered his brows and looked at the jade doll, as if he was whispering with someone, smiling gently, elegant and graceful.
The female official Chunli was surprised when she saw it. Her eyes fell on the pair of scissors and she suddenly understood the reason of Prince Consort Yin.
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