After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

Han Zicheng rolled his eyes in pain. He looked at his hands, which were already bruised and disobedient. They were probably useless.

"I want...to go before His Majesty...to expose you..."

Han Zicheng gritted his teeth and spat out each word. He crushed Yan Chong's bones during the day, and crushed his hand bones at night. He was taking revenge on Yan Chong.

But the emperor was the one who killed Yan Chong. If Yan Mu still had any thoughts of revenge for Yan Chong, then the emperor would definitely kill him to avoid future troubles.

"You crush my hand bones...I want your life..." Han Zicheng smiled, ferocious and sinister.

Yan Mu snorted, stepped on Han Zicheng's forehead, and crushed it hard. Under Han Zicheng's frightened eyes, he smiled happily, "Look at you, how dirty and disgusting you are, like a hairless animal." dog."

Han Zicheng thought of something and hurriedly clamped his legs. His face was full of shame, anger, and hatred, and he growled at Yan Mu: "It was you who harmed me!"

"Am I harming you?" Yan Mu snorted, but didn't think much about this sentence, "You are using your position as the chief eunuch to bully a palace maid. This must not be the first time, right? You can go to the emperor and sue me. , but what you did tonight cannot be punished. And I was just investigating the case and found you."

"Do you think His Majesty will believe it?"

Yan Mu bent down and whispered: "You're right, you really have to pretend to be more realistic."

When Yan Mu wasn't smiling, his face was already bright enough. Now when he smiled, in this deep night, in this dirty room, it was like a flower soaked in morning dew and autumn frost, shining with the faint light and stars, The holy and thrilling peony blooms.

If this is a gloomy painting, and everyone is covered with a layer of gloom, only he is bright and agile, and can jump out of the painting at any time.

Han Zicheng looked at Yan Mu, feeling a sense of inferiority and shame that could not be suppressed.

Just like in the General's Mansion, he followed behind him, never able to raise his head.

Yan Mu couldn't see through Han Zicheng's thoughts, and in his opinion, there was no need to waste energy. He took out the portrait of the palace maid he was looking for from his arms, kicked Han Zicheng away, walked to the bullied palace maid, and opened his mouth I took a look at the portrait.

"Tsk, there is still a three-dimensional image, but it's a pity it's not."

"You!" Han Zicheng gritted his teeth. This was obviously a staged act, but this excuse could be used to frustrate the emperor, but it could not cover up his humiliation of the palace maid.

Yan Mu chuckled and was about to stand up when the palace maid suddenly raised her head and said, "I know her."

Yan Mu was stunned for a moment, "You said you know the person in this portrait?"

The palace maid cowered and nodded timidly under Yan Mu's urgent gaze.

"Where is she now?"

The palace maid wrapped her clothes, but she couldn't hold back her tears and cried, "Your Highness, Your Highness, please save this slave. I can't stay in the palace anymore. He...he won't let me go!"

Yan Mu took a deep breath, stood up, and rushed to the officer behind him: "Take her back to the punishment department first."

Two officials came forward, helped the palace maid up, and then took her out first.

Yan Mu looked back at Han Zicheng, a look that contained warning, disgust and amusement.

After Yan Mu left, Han Zicheng coaxed the eunuch at the door away, put on his clothes tremblingly, and then went to the West Factory holding his disabled hand.

"I am unwilling to give in. I will go to the Holy Lord to complain to him even if I risk my life. I also ask the Governor to help me." As soon as Han Zicheng saw Shangguan Xu, he knelt down in front of him and begged him in tears.

Shangguan Xu lowered his eyes and glanced at Han Zicheng. The disgust in his eyes was even heavier, as if he was looking at something, and he took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose.

"Don't cause trouble to him again."

"Don't you want to kill him too?"

"Now is not the time, don't hinder his investigation."

"The Governor, he cut off my slave's hand with one sword... Since then, my slave has become neither male nor female, and he was thrown into the Good Thought Camp. Now I have destroyed my hand. If I don't avenge this slave, I swear that I will not be a human being!"

Shangguan Xu sneered coldly, "It's just a useless hand."

"Master..."

"How can this matter be as important as this governor's?"

Han Zicheng fell back and sat on the ground. He knew that this revenge could not be avenged for the time being.

"When?"

Shangguan Xu took a deep breath and said, "Just bear with it for now."

After saying that, Shangguan Xu walked around Han Zicheng and walked out.

In the Criminal Department, Yan Mu was lying on the table, really wanting to plug his ears with something. The other officers were dozing off while helplessly looking at the crying person.

This palace maid has been crying since she came to the lobby of the Ministry of Justice. She cried so miserably. At first, everyone sympathized with her and thought they would let her cry for a while, but it turned out that she couldn't stop.

"It must have been an hour, right?" an official asked the person next to him.

"Definitely."

"How can she cry so well? She can hold a bucket of tears."

"Unbelievable!"

"Is your mother-in-law crying like this too?"

"I don't have a mother-in-law."

"Then who has it?"

Several officials looked at me, I looked at you, and finally they all looked at Yan Mu.

Yan Mu thought of Liu Yunxiang. He had seen her cry before, but she cried beautifully, unlike the palace maid in front of him who cried so ugly. She didn't cry loudly, just quietly and softly, which was quite distressing.

But she doesn't like to cry, probably because she has the ability to make those who bully her pay the price.

Yan Mu slammed the table hard, and there was a bang. The palace maid was startled, and her crying stopped immediately.

"Your Highness, this is a brilliant move!" An official quickly flattered him.

The corner of Yan Mu's mouth twitched, "You guys should learn from this."

Looking at the palace maid again, Yan Mu's eyes darkened, "You said you know the person in this portrait?"

The palace maid burped, but held back her tears under Yan Mu's stern look, "Yes, her name is Fei Yue, and she used to serve in Luo Han Palace."

Luohan Palace? Isn't this the Queen Mother's palace?

He also checked, and no one knew this palace maid.

"When the Queen Mother passed away, Feiyue had just entered the palace. Everyone was busy with the funeral of the Queen Mother, so they probably didn't pay much attention to her. The Queen Mother's spiritual throne was enshrined in Ziyun Nunnery, and a palace maid was required to burn incense and chant scriptures in the nunnery every day. This job No one wants to go because Feiyue has just entered the palace and has few connections, so the steward sent her this job."

"You know her?"

"My slave and she are from the same hometown. We got to know each other after we chatted with each other by chance."

Yan Mu tapped the table with his index finger. No wonder he never found the palace maid. It turned out that she was new, not many people knew her, and she was not in the palace.

It was already late at night. Due to famine in Shengjing City, the court imposed a curfew and the city gates were closed. Although he was anxious, he could not leave the city.

He did not return to the palace that night. Early the next morning, he hurried out of the Criminal Department and saw Liu Yunxiang waiting for him at the door.

"I found the palace maid!"

"I found the palace maid!"

The two said it in unison, and then looked at each other in surprise.