Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Nan Yan felt sorrow and grief in her heart.

Of course she believed that Jian Ruocheng would not harm herself.

No matter what happened, no matter how their status changed, he had always been the second son of Jane who had a cool breeze.

She whispered: "This matter makes you tired."

Jian Ruocheng shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter if you are under the burden. As long as His Royal Highness Wei is well, it will be fine."

Nan Yan nodded softly.

Jian Ruocheng took a sigh of relief, then looked up at her, and said, "This time, Niangmai, on order to investigate this matter thoroughly?"

"Yes."

"But I—"

"My palace knows," Nan Yan said, "You are already at home, and this matter has nothing to do with you."

Having said this, she sighed: "I don't know what the emperor thinks, why he arrested you again."

Jian Ruocheng chuckled lightly.

Nan Yan looked down at him.

I thought he was smiling wryly, but when I saw it, I found that he was smiling lightly.

And in those bright eyes, a trace of complicated emotion flashed through.

Fleeting.

Nan Yan almost thought that she was wrong, and Jian Ruocheng had already coughed twice, then raised her head and said to her: "It's a pity that I can't provide any clues to the empress this time."

"It's okay," Nan Yan shook his head, only if he had just read it wrong.

"My palace will find another way."

"Niangniang must also remember. No matter how you check, Niangniang must first consider her own safety."

"I know, thank you son."

Jian Ruocheng nodded to her, glanced behind her again, and then said with a wry smile: "This place is cold and damp, and filthy, madam, I still won't stay here for too long."

Nan Yan glanced back.

The jailers outside are still watching them.

Nan Yan knew to some extent that he, unlike Jian Ruocheng, couldn't get too close. Although Zhu Feng was calm and rational in doing other things, he was terribly naive in some things.

It is best not to have any handle in the hands of others.

So Nan Yan said softly: "These days, this palace won't let them touch you again. You take care of the second son. This palace will try its best to help the king of Wei Zhaoxue as soon as possible, and let you all out."

"Thank you."

Nan Yan got up and walked out.

The door of this cell was quickly locked by the chain again. Nan Yan glanced at it one last time, and then slowly walked out.

The jailers followed her.

Nan Yan walked to the iron gate of the prison, suddenly stopped, and turned around and said: "This palace asks you, in addition to Master Jian and those adults, there were also several eunuchs and palace ladies from Chengqian Palace. Caught in. Where are they?"

Several jailers looked at each other.

One of them stepped forward and said with a smile: "Manny, those few people have not been tortured, they are all dead."

"what?!"

Nan Yan said angrily: "You guys, dare to kill them?"

The jailer laughed and said, "Don’t get me wrong, how can I dare to kill innocent people? It’s just torture. These people are so weak that they didn’t even get through a round of torture. They just died. Neither did we. The way."

"..."

Nan Yan's brows wrinkled.

But she knew that it was useless to get angry.

In the prison, killing a person is as simple as that. At the beginning, the three thousand palace ladies who were almost killed, and the hardest self, which one is not so?

Nan Yan let out a heavy sigh, then said, "Then, where is the interrogation file?"

"It has been handed over to the Criminal Ministry."

"..."

Nan Yan gave them one last look, and then left the prison angrily.

Before leaving, she said coldly: "From today, you are not allowed to torture any of these people. This palace is ordered to investigate this matter. If you disobey this palace's words, it means resisting the decree. Honor, let you taste this for yourself when the time comes!"

Several people were also taken aback by her.

Hastily bowed to the ground: "Little ones dare not."

Nan Yan returned to the Yikun Palace, and not long after, he was sent to the Ministry of Justice to pass on a message, and the interrogation files and all the things involved in this matter were passed to the Yikun Palace for her to see.

And the file--

She read it again, and sure enough, there is no value.

After a while, Tingfu also returned from outside.

Nan Yan asked, "How, did you inquire about it?"

Ting Fu said: "Manny, the servant girl has gone to the morgue to inquire about it. I heard that after the few palace men died in prison, the corpses were quickly processed and incinerated. Now, nothing is found."

"...?!"

Nan Yan's brows wrinkled all at once.

And Ran Xiaoyu next to him was surprised: "How can it be so fast?"

"It's so fast," Tingfu frowned and said, "The slave and maid also asked. They said that it happened to be the day when the corpses was concentrated on the incineration last night, so—"

"Really such a coincidence?"

Nan Yan gritted his teeth and said, "The time is fixed, but the people behind the scenes can first calculate this time to do these things."

Ran Xiaoyu turned his head and looked at her: "Niang Niang, do you suspect that it happened to those palace people?"

Nan Yan took a deep breath and said, "The few people who have been following Wang Wei should have no problem - of course, unless these people lurked deeply and haven't found them after hiding for so long, but the palace suspects , It happened this time when the emperor ordered the two court ladies and one **** who had been given him extra."

"Oh?"

"Someone made a ghost in the middle."

Ran Xiaoyu said, "However, now that the person is dead, we need to check, but we can't find it."

"..."

Nan Yan did not speak, but gritted his teeth vigorously.

Now, she just regretted it a little bit, and took care of it by herself, it was too late.

Let the messenger behind the scenes have enough time to clean up these traces, and now she has almost nothing to do.

Nan Yan thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Xiaoyu, do you think that this feeling is a bit familiar."

"..."

Ran Xiaoyu was taken aback for a moment, and said: "Manny, you mean--"

"It's a bit like, Jinlou Garden."

Nan Yan murmured, "I know it is him, but there is no way to find clues and convict him."

Ran Xiaoyu said: "The empress doubts, is it Gong Guo Gong? Or Concubine Kang?"

Nan Yan did not speak, and suddenly picked up the file from the Criminal Ministry and turned over one of the pages. It recorded some of the words that Zhu Chengxuan had said when he was in the room.

In those days, who have been in and out of Chengqian Palace?

Nan Yan lit the names on it with one hand, and looked down one by one——

There is a book of courtesy.

Jane Ruocheng asked Jane to enter the palace.

There is King Ning.

There is a queen.

...

When she reached the last name with her finger, her brow furrowed.

Cheng Guo Gong!