Chapter 126 Saving the Paranoid Prince 18
Even the assassins who had entered the palace with her were used as stepping stones by her to climb up.
Only then did he gain the emperor's favor and trust.
Now that this has happened, Concubine Wan knows what is going on.
Although the emperor didn't say it, he must have been suspicious.
After all, since she woke up, even her personal maid had been asking her why she was lying in front of the Yangxin Palace wearing the rough clothes of a palace maid.
But the emperor never asked.
We just sent some consolation supplies.
These supplements are like the last meal before death.
This made Qing feel very uneasy.
She couldn't just sit there and wait for death.
Now there is only one way.
That means actively seeking investigation.
Wanpin, who had just woken up, knelt in front of the palace, sobbing and asking the emperor to make the decision for her.
"Your Majesty, please help me. Yesterday, I was washing and resting in my bedroom when someone suddenly broke into the palace, knocked me unconscious, and left me outside the Yangxin Palace for the whole night. This person has ulterior motives and wants to harm me."
The emperor on the high throne remained expressionless, but asked in a faint voice.
"Then who do you think wants to harm you, and why did they throw you outside the Yangxin Palace?"
Wanpin bit her lip, looking aggrieved and resentful: "I dare not make a hasty conclusion, but since I have been favored by the emperor recently, many people have been ostracizing me behind my back."
Wanpin acted like a concubine vying for favor, and turned the incident into an incident about concubines vying for favor.
The emperor didn't know whether he believed it or not, but he followed Wanpin's words and asked, "Then why did they put that kind of makeup on you and dress you like that?"
Finally she asked, and a barely perceptible smile flashed in Wanpin's eyes.
She opened her eyes slightly, as if she was a little surprised and aggrieved: "They also made up my face? They must have made me look uglier. Your Majesty, you must make the decision for me, investigate this matter thoroughly, and give me justice."
When she came out of the palace, Concubine Wan was covered in cold sweat.
Her words were three-tenths true and seven-tenths false. Even though the emperor still had doubts now, he at least believed them eight-tenths of the time.
At least, the fact that she collapsed in front of the Yangxin Palace and was thrown there by someone must be true.
After all, if she really had something wrong, she wouldn't be stupid enough to expose herself in front of others.
Based on this, the credibility of her words naturally increased a lot.
But it is difficult to return to the previous love and trust.
Concubine Wan threw the comb in her hand hard.
All this is Zi's fault.
He actually attacked her when she was off guard.
But it doesn't matter. As long as the emperor starts to investigate this matter thoroughly, there will be evidence pointing to her.
What's more, there is even more powerful evidence in Zi's yard, which is guaranteed to make her die several times.
Wanpin went there yesterday to put that thing away.
Now that the bomb has been laid, the emperor can only follow the clues and investigate further.
After Lingyao finished "helping others", she went back and ran into Murong Jing standing outside the door like a shadow being punished.
There were broken pieces of porcelain on the ground at my feet.
Shadow saw her and took a step forward for the first time.
"The prince is not in good condition. His injuries have not fully healed yet..."
Lingyao stood up and went in. Another piece of porcelain drew a beautiful parabola in the air.
But there was no more crashing sound.
Lingyao reached out to take it, put the bottle on the table, and walked inside.
When she turned around, she saw Murong Jing lying on the bed with his back to her.
It was rare that he was not wearing black clothes.
The clothes he was wearing were the ones she had given him when he was young.
He was wearing an ivory robe, and had a slender figure and had grown a little taller.
The clothes were a little small on him, but they didn't look ugly.
It's just a little more slim-fitting, making the shoulders look broader and the waist narrower.
She was lying on the bed, but her hair was still tied up, no longer with that simple old black headband.
Instead, it was a red headband with gold runes printed on it.
A touch of red in the white snow, like a red plum blossom blooming in the snow.
There were even two strings of tiny jewels hanging at the end of the headband, faintly visible among the standing black hair.
Compared with his usual black attire, he looks much brighter and more youthful, like a young man.
Lingyao walked in and saw that he was holding something in his arms.