The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

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The prince paced anxiously, and felt vaguely flustered when he thought of the two female corpses that Ji Anmin had brought back from Yizhuang.

"Call Zheng Quan to Gu!"

He shouldn’t be afraid. Most of the women in Xiefangyuan were unrelated and unreasoned. After their death, someone specially peeled off their faces and removed their jewelry and clothes before they were secretly sent to the Yizhuang to be burned. Someone recognizes their identities, and there has never been a mistake in these years.

However, the old **** who went to Dali Temple to hand over said that the Dali Temple Qing promised well at the beginning, but two or three days passed, but there has been no news of the Sun brothers' death. Instead, the guarded prison in Xing Prison of Dali Temple did not leak, and even a fly could not get in.

Suppressing the irritability in his heart, the prince drank a sip of tea and saw Zheng Quan hunched in: "His Royal Highness."

If the Shen sisters and Sun brothers were here, they would definitely be able to recognize them. This old **** was the one who came back to pick up people or send corpses.

"Are you sure all the corpses of those **** have been dealt with (gan)?" The prince stared at him darkly.

"This...Yes." The old **** bent over, staring at the ground, hesitated for a moment, and then gave an affirmative answer.

"I want to determine the answer! Are you sure they have dealt with it? It's best to think about it before answering!"

A cup of hot tea hit the old eunuch's head, pouring his face full of tea. The old **** knelt on the ground with a soft leg, and kowtow tremblingly: "The old slave watched them burn it with his own eyes two years ago. It's just...but I'm familiar with it later, knowing that the Sun brothers are doing things properly, and it just happens that there is nothing on hand Arranged properly, just..."

"You didn't stare at it yourself?" The prince squeezed a word from his teeth.

"Your Majesty, please be merciful!" The old **** was familiar with his spleen (sexual xing), and kowtow again and again in fright.

The prince looked at him like a dead person. With a wave of his hand, two guards stepped forward and dragged him down: "It's hard to keep you, and the old mamas in Xiefangyuan are also taking care of them (gangan) )Jing, don’t leave the beginning and the end."

As the guards took the order, the prince felt a little restless, remembering that the prince also knew about it, so he turned around and went to the prince's palace.

The crown princess has not been seated yet, and has been raising her baby these days. When the prince passed by, he saw another sedan chair parked in the front yard. He frowned and asked the guards on both sides: "The prince has invited that Daoist to come again?"

The guard replied: "Yes. I have to ask it every five or six days."

The prince was unhappy, and his face (color) sank again. Emperor Anqing recruited a lot of Taoist priests for the longevity technique. He didn't see any increase in his life, but almost lost his life. Therefore, he disliked these Taoist priests and aunts very much. It's just that the princess is pregnant, and he doesn't often rest here, so he has tolerated these mystic bull noses to enter the East Palace repeatedly, and he was just accompany the princess to relieve boredom.

But his patience is also limited.

Striding towards the sleeping hall, they saw the two court ladies who were waiting for the prince concubine close by. Seeing him coming, her expression was a little flustered and she wanted to salute. The prince raised his hand to signal that they don't have to salute, and walked to the inner hall.

The incense was burning in the inner hall, and behind the layers of curtains, the princess and a tall and thin Taoist aunt sat opposite each other, talking softly.

Seeing the prince coming, the prince got up and saluted: "Didn't your highness say that you are busy these few days, so you won't come?"

"I remember that I have something to tell you." After glanced at a few unfolded books, the prince sneered: "When did the prince begin to believe this?"

The crown princess sat down and whispered softly: "I am impatient these days, please give a real person to give a concubine, so I can calm down a bit."

The prince turned his eyes around the Taoist aunt. Since he came in, the other party has bowed his head and said nothing. Knocking his fingers on the table, the prince said, "Aren't all of you cultivators proud? You are afraid of seeing loneliness?"

The Taoist aunt raised her head when she heard the words, and her voice was a little muffled: "Pan Tao is just afraid of bumping into the prince."

This voice... The prince furrowed his brows, his eyes fell on her, and the aunt was tall and thin, and there was no woman's curve. Not to mention, even his hands were also thick in bones, as if—

The crown prince's eyes condensed, and he leaned forward and pulled her tightly wrapped collar open. When he saw the obvious protruding Adam's apple, he felt a puff of anger hitting the heavens, and slapped the crown prince with his backhand: "Bitch !"

The princess screamed. Just about to say something, she heard the prince call someone in with a gloomy face: "Take this (rapejian) --" He paused, and changed his words: "Take this (rapejian) way. Drag it down and beat him to death! Stop his mouth!"

"His Royal Highness!" The princess looked flustered: "His Royal Highness!"

The man pretending to be a Taoist aunt had been gagged and dragged down. He seemed to want to struggle, but two Kong Wu's powerful guards pressed him and couldn't get rid of him. He could only be dragged on abruptly.

"Bitch," the prince had a grim face, pinched her neck and lifted her up: "You dare to beg for mercy for him?"

The prince concubine broke his hand in vain, until she rolled her eyes and was almost out of breath, the prince threw her to the ground like an angry beast.

"Dare to cheat under the lonely eyelids?" The prince bent down and pinched her chin, his voice was like a life-deathing evil spirit, soft and cold: "Tell me, what do you do here every day?"

The princess was forced to look up at him, making him look fierce, but the weakness (color) on her face faded. The corners of her eyes and eyebrows were all flattering, and she smirked: "A man and a woman are here (床chuang What are you doing, don’t your highness know?"

"The concubine is pregnant with your Royal Highness's seed, and is happy with other men on this (bed chuang)."

She shook off the hand that clamped her chin, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and stood up swayingly: "The man outside is considerate, and he is very gentle on the (bed chuang), unlike your highness, if you don’t Take medicine, afraid that you dare not have **** with me, right?"

"Who would have thought that His Royal Highness the wise Shenwu can only be a man by torturing a woman? She has **** with her concubine on weekdays, but she is really aggrieved." She covered her mouth and laughed softly.

The most humiliating secret was pierced, and the crown prince's face (color) was distorted, and he pinched her neck again, and the meaning of (killing sha) was already in his eyes: "You...find...die!"

The crown princess gasped hard, but did not show weakness at all, her eyes widened and said bitterly: "His Royal Highness had better (kill sha) me now. In order to be called the Empress Dowager in the palace, called Manchao Wenwu, called this world Everyone knows that the prince of a country is actually not as good as a beast!"

"Do you think you are lonely?" The crown prince (xiong) heaves, his fingers tightening more and more.

"You are (killing sha)!" The prince screamed, "I've had enough! You are a beast! Monster! Do you know how I feel when I look at you every day? I just feel sick and want to vomit !"

"Bitch!"

The prince pinched her to the ground, his Qingbai face twitched uncontrollably, but he didn't immediately (kill sha) at her. Finally, he glanced at the limp prince, the prince turned and went out, and a voice came from outside the hall: "Continue to beat. If you kill, chop up the corpse and feed it to the dog."

The crown prince got up from the ground and chased it out staggeringly, looking at the dead man in the yard like a blood man, and said hoarsely: "Xiao Qi'an, you will have retribution, I'll wait to see you get beaten by thousands of swords. One day!"

The guardsman in the courtyard didn't seem to hear these words, but the maidservant who was next to the prince concubine panicked and yelled: "Manny, child!"

The princess looked down and saw that the hem of the water-red palace dress had been stained crimson with blood, and the blood stains flowed down her legs, dragging a long blood trail behind her. She looked at it for a while, then turned to look at the person who was being dragged down by the blood (flesh), with a numb expression (touching Mo) (touching Mo) in her stomach and said: "Finally, I shouldn't have kept you. Now that your father has gone, you don’t have to suffer along with it."

He said that he didn't call him a doctor, and returned to the inner hall in despair.

***

"There is no Jurchen in the view?" Xiao Zhi Geqi said, "Where did the princess invite the Taoist aunt?"

"The appearance and figure of the Taoist subordinate in Guanzhong is similar to that of a young Taoist priest in Guanzhong. Xu is—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard the study door being knocked and An Changqing's voice came from outside the door: "Something happened to the East Palace."

Xiao Zhige motioned to the spy to wait and called him in: "What happened again?" Ji Anmin shouldn't move so quickly, right?

An Changqing's expression was a little hard to say: "You will know the letter sent back by Kwai Er at first glance."

Picking up the letter paper, Xiao Zhige read it quickly, and said with a weird expression: "This prince is bold enough." Then he said to the waiting spy: "You don't need to check the identity of the Taoist aunt. You go back first."

"Did you ask someone to check the Taoist aunt?" An Changqing was surprised when he heard this. He had previously wanted to find the (rapist) husband of the prince concubine, thinking that it might be useful in the future. It's just that the spies didn't find any abnormalities at all, and there were too many things later, and he temporarily left the matter behind.

Unexpectedly, the princess was so courageous that she dared to ask her husband to pretend to be a Taoist aunt to enter the private meeting of the East Palace in broad daylight.

"It's useless to find out, everyone is dead." Xiao Zhige said: "But the prince is afraid that she will hate the prince this time. I asked Kwai Er to try to contact her, maybe I can use it."

An Changqing was a little strange: "Why didn't the prince directly kill the prince concubine? With the prince's heart (sexual xing), you shouldn't let it go so easily."

Xiao Zhige chuckled: "He doesn't dare. Ji Anmin hasn't moved here yet, and if there is a scandal in Donggong's chaos, he will have no place to turn around. If you don't believe it, see, Donggong will never hear anything about it. Come."

...

Sure enough, as Xiao Zhige said, the next day there was news from the East Palace that the prince concubine had inadvertently miscarried because of worrying about the prince.

I heard that the Queen Mother Zhao and the Queen in the palace took turns to find the Emperor Anqing to plead for the prince after hearing about the incident. It's just that Emperor Anqing is also annoying, this case is not what he wanted to investigate. The accusations were all brought forward, and they happened to be in the hands of the doctor. If he still refused to let the investigation, then he should be the emperor who was criticized.

The annoying Emperor An Qing said something perfunctorily, and hid in the palace of Concubine Shu Gui, looking out of sight and out of mind.

But the prince can only sit in the East Palace, passively waiting for Ji Anmin's next move. Before that, whether it was him, the queen, or even the queen mother, the people who sent to Dali Temple and Ji Mansion to inquire about the news were stopped back. Obviously this time, Dali Temple has reached a consensus with Ji Anmin.

After waiting anxiously for two days, Ji Anmin finally gathered the witnesses and asked the Emperor Anqing and the prince to move to Dali Temple for a hearing.

Emperor Anqing was not happy to go, but it was about the prince, so he could only act like a show and went to Dali Temple.

Emperor Anqing and the prince sit in the upper position, and the two presiding judges sit down, interrogating witnesses in turn.

The farther back, the more ugly An Qing Emperor's face (color). It wasn't until the last two female corpses were brought up under the white cloth that Ji Anmin got up and presented the roster to Emperor An Qing, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, please see, the bodies of these two women have been examined by Wu Zuo, and they are exactly in line with this roster. ."

All the evidence shows that the Sun brothers did not lie, the roster is true, the 19 women who were abused (sha) are true, and Donggong participated in it, and it is also true.

On the side of the prince's face (color) gloomy, he faintly regretted that he had agreed to a thorough investigation, but it was too late to regret at this time, and he could only find ways to argue for himself.

"It seems that this matter has something to do with the East Palace. Master Ji knows the name of the old eunuch, and the lonely man arrested him for questioning."

Ji Anmin took a deep look at him and said, "The minister does have this idea, but the two brothers can't tell the old eunuch's appearance. I don't know if they can ask the prince to show their favor and ask the old minister to take them to the East Palace to recognize people."

The prince subconsciously wanted to refuse, but looking at Emperor An Qing's gloomy face (color), he could only reluctantly agree: "Yes."

Ji Anmin did not give him a chance to regret: "This matter should be done sooner rather than later. It is better to go today, and Prince Lao will lead the way."

The Emperor An Qing who had not spoken all of a sudden said, "I will go with you."

The prince was slightly shocked, but he could only grinned his teeth and responded.

The group went to the East Palace in mighty force. The prince asked the chief **** to summon all the palace members and let the Sun brothers identify them one by one. Ji Anmin glanced at the palace man with low eyebrows, and knew that there would be no more old **** in this group.

He was not in a hurry, the old gods were waiting for the Sun brothers to recognize people one by one.

The crowd sat for about a cup of tea, and suddenly heard one after another screams from the inner courtyard.

Ji Anmin stood up: "What happened?"

The voice clearly came from the direction of the prince's concubine's bedroom, and the prince's face (color) changed slightly, instinctively not wanting to call them in, and got up and said, "I'm asking someone to go and see."

At this time, he heard Emperor An Qing say to the **** behind him: "You also follow along and have a look."

The prince halted in his footsteps and took them to the inner courtyard.

Ji Anmin sat down again, as if he was not curious about the scream coming from the inner courtyard, but the face of Emperor An Qing was gloomy and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After about half a cup of tea, I saw the **** next to the emperor rushing out in a hurry, and said in a panic, "Your Majesty, something has happened!"

"What's the matter? Speak clearly." Emperor An Qing's face was unhappy.

The **** wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said tremblingly: "I don't know where the evil dog, with a stripped face in his mouth, broke into the palace of the princess and ran into the princess..."

"Human-skinned?" Emperor An Qing was taken aback.

Ji Anmin flashed in his eyes and said, "This is a weird thing. The women who were killed by (sha) have been stripped of their faces for all the money. It is better to ask someone to search, in case there are other things hidden elsewhere. , Scared the princess."

Emperor An Qing remained silent, looked at Ji Anmin for a long while, closed his eyes wearily, and waved his hand: "No matter, check it if you want."

"Yes."

The people of Ji Anmin at Dali Temple made a face (color), and these people filed in and searched the inner courtyard.

The author has something to say:

Counseling: So you can't do it? (sympathy

Prince:... Damn you!