Chapter 382: It's not enough to relieve the hatred. The Ji family should have disbanded long ago.
"If there is no Awu."
As soon as this intimate name came out, Ji Qingwu's long eyelashes finally stopped trembling, and she looked back at his deep eyes steadily.
Zhao Mingyan said mockingly: "The Ji family should have been disbanded long ago."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes were fixed on Ji Qingwu's face, and they were all shocked by the meaning of the emperor's words.
The old lady was stunned with astonishment, her eyes bulging out.
"What does this mean..."
The father and son of the Ji family also looked at Ji Qingwu without blinking.
Ji Qingwu's tense nerves finally relaxed. No matter how much disguise or explanation he gave, it was all in vain.
This moment came faster and earlier than she had imagined.
Ji Qingwu was in a bit of a desperate mood.
She nodded at the old lady in a clear voice.
"Yes, that's what grandma thought."
Madam Ji suddenly felt as if someone was pinching her throat. She had difficulty breathing and her whole body went limp and she fell backwards onto the bedding.
But she still said, "Your Majesty, but, but, even if it has nothing to do with her, Chang Yan shouldn't have died so tragically..."
Zhao Mingyan cast a cold gaze on the old lady, suppressing her so that she couldn't say anything else.
"There are some things that I don't need to explain to you, but the old lady has been brooding over it, so I'll just make it clear."
"Ji Changyan, dying a thousand times is not a pity, I still don't feel relieved!"
Old Madam Ji's heart trembled, it turned out that she had been wrong all along.
The one who wants to kill his grandson is the emperor.
Zhao Mingyan raised his lips and sneered, "If the old lady wants to be buried with your grandson, I will not stop her. At this age, it can be considered a happy funeral, right?"
Happy funeral, this is going to kill the old lady...
As soon as these words were spoken, the Ji family members hurriedly stood up and knelt on the ground.
They shouted repeatedly: "Your Majesty, please calm down!"
Now, the old lady was completely sober.
Even if the emperor behaved kindly when he first came in, it was not for her sake. The empress dowager in the palace had fallen, so how could she have any face left?
The emperor came here for Qingwu, but he was still bumping into him without knowing the consequences.
She had misjudged too many things. The emperor was actually attracted by Qingwu.
In order to save her life, the old lady climbed down from the bed even though she was dizzy and weak, and knelt down at the foot of the bed.
Zhao Mingyan sat steadily, not caring who was kneeling on the ground. It was natural for him to be worshipped by others.
But Ji Qingwu couldn't continue sitting there, as his parents and elder brother were all kneeling.
However, she was a step too slow in getting up, and there was not much space left for her on the ground.
This position was really awkward. If she knelt, she would have to kneel next to the emperor's boots.
Ji Qingwu thought that it would be okay to squeeze in next to Qiao.
As soon as she bent her knees, the uppers of the golden dragon boots moved, pressing against her calves and stopping her movements.
The rest of the Ji family members looked at the ground, anxiously waiting for their fate.
Ji Qingwu pushed the emperor's thigh hard and moved him away a little. Her knees fell down but did not touch the hard bricks.
Ji Qingwu looked down and saw that he was kneeling directly at his feet. She quickly pulled up her skirt to cover herself.
Although his tone was respectful, his eyes were round and bright.
"Your Majesty, please calm down."
Zhao Mingyan looked back at her and said, "I am not angry with you. What are you kneeling for? Get up."
The implication is that the other members of the Ji family have to continue kneeling.
Why is she kneeling? Ji Qingwu felt a little embarrassed by this fake form.
"His Majesty."
Ji Qingwu called out softly again.
Zhao Mingyan looked at her and his expression softened a little.
"Awu has done nothing wrong, so he can stand up, but the mistakes of the others are not small."
When Ji Qingwu saw his expression, she knew that this matter was not so easy to expose, so she stopped trying to persuade him.
But she didn't stand up. Her parents were kneeling, so how could she sit on the chair?
Zhao Mingyan said, "It would be better not to talk about what happened before, but now that we are talking about it, how did Ji Changyan dare to assassinate the censor? How did he develop such a courageous heart?"
"If the dandies of the capital's aristocratic families were ranked, Ji Changyan would definitely be in the top three. He bullies the market and has been reported to me in dozens of memorials."
"You guys indulged this little by little."
A look of shame appeared on Ji Bolian's face.
Because his second brother Ji Xuwen died young due to poor health, leaving behind orphans and a widow, he was much more relaxed in the upbringing of the second wife's children. He turned a blind eye to his mother's favoritism towards the second wife, and later, because he was appointed as an official in another place, he had even less control over them.
Ji Bolian thought about the past and said sadly: "It's all my fault."
Qiao had tried to take care of it, but was resented by her mother-in-law and sisters-in-law, so she gave up and sighed with her head down.
Old Madam Ji's tears kept flowing out. Among the Ji family, she loved Ji Changyan the most and was the most indulgent towards him. But now it was too late for her to regret doting on her grandson too much.
The depressing atmosphere is depressing.
Ji Qingwu felt a little breathless. While no one dared to look up, she unexpectedly rubbed his fingers with her chin.
Zhao Mingyan lowered his eyes, and Ji Qingwu said softly, "When I first came home, my grandmother warned me that everyone in the Ji family will prosper together and suffer together. I'm sure everyone understands this principle."
The old lady closed her eyes and tears flowed from her corners. These words, coming out of Qingwu's mouth, were the most ironic.
Ji Qingwu didn't want to protect Old Madam Ji, but he didn't want those who were good to her to suffer as well.
"Your Majesty, we all know we were wrong."
Zhao Mingyan hooked her chin, knowing what she was thinking but not agreeing with her.
Instead, he said, "You know you're wrong? I haven't even mentioned the biggest mistake yet."
Ji Qingwu paused, wondering what shocking words the emperor was going to say next.
Zhao Mingyan raised his eyebrows and said, "Why hasn't anyone asked me what the biggest mistake is?"
Old Madam Ji was crying, and the others had sweat on their foreheads, so no one dared to ask.
Only Ji Qingwu could ask: "...What is it?"
Zhao Mingyan nodded in satisfaction, withdrew his hand, and continued: "Old Madam, don't you want to know what happened?"
Old Mrs. Ji knelt on the ground and shook her head repeatedly. She was old and could not bear kneeling on the ground anymore. She just hoped that the interrogation could end soon.
Zhao Mingyan said in a deep and cold voice, "That afternoon, Ah Wu was drugged and knocked unconscious by Ji Changyan and taken away from the mansion. None of you knew about it."
"The good grandson raised by the old lady has evil intentions towards his own sister. Not only did he tie her up, he also poisoned her in order to save his own life."
Madam Ji's hands, which were resting on the ground, were shaking, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably.
It turned out that this was the truth she wanted to find out.
The emperor's voice continued to be heard from overhead, and the anger hidden in it was as dangerous as the magma surging beneath the calm soil.
"If anything happens to Ah Wu, none of you can afford to pay for it!"
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