A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

The chief doctor bowed again and said, "Your Majesty, in three days!" The chief doctor's body trembled slightly, and he lowered his head deeply, not daring to look the emperor in the eye.

"Retreat, retreat! Come back in three days to check the pulse!" Emperor Yuxuan waved his hand, his face full of impatience. He didn't care whether the concubine was uncomfortable or in pain, or whether he needed medicine to treat her, and just ordered the imperial physician to leave.

The concubine lay on the bed, her face pale, her eyes full of loss and fear. She looked at the emperor's back as he left, her heart filled with uneasiness.

The next morning, the atmosphere in the palace was solemn and dignified. The sunlight shone through the windows onto the golden bricks of the palace, reflecting a dazzling light.

Xiao Lan came to the hall wearing handcuffs and anklets, dragging heavy steps. His hair was messy, his face was covered with dirt and scars, but his eyes were firm and unyielding. Every time he took a step, the handcuffs and anklets made a "clattering" sound, which was particularly harsh in the silent hall.

Emperor Yuxuan still had a ferocious look on his face. He sat on the high dragon throne, looking down at Xiao Lanmao below, and said coldly: "This damned lowly villain has killed my prince, as he has done thousands of times before! Come, drag him away and torture him to death!" Emperor Yuxuan's voice echoed in the hall like thunder. His face was ashen and his eyes were burning with rage, as if he wanted to eat Xiao Lanmao alive.

All the ministers knelt on the ground and said in unison: "Your Majesty, please don't do that. The trial has not started yet!" The ministers' voices were filled with anxiety and worry. Their foreheads were pressed against the ground and their bodies were shaking slightly. Some ministers raised their heads and looked at the emperor with earnest eyes, trying to make him change his mind.

"Hmph! What is there to judge for such a villain?" Emperor Yuxuan shouted angrily, his chest heaving violently, obviously he was furious to the extreme.

"Your Majesty, there is no assassination without reason! Moreover, it is the prince! This matter cannot be settled hastily! We must find out who is behind the scenes!" A minister said righteously, his expression was serious, his brows were furrowed, and he looked at the emperor firmly, as if he wanted to convey his determination to the emperor with his eyes.

On both sides of the emperor sat Concubine Wan and Concubine Hao. When Concubine Hao heard that they were going to interrogate the mastermind behind the scenes, a strange look flashed across her face for a moment, like a child caught eating candy, flustered and nervous. But she was a veteran in the palace, and she quickly returned to normal, and the strange look disappeared without a trace.

This subtle change was noticed by the sharp-eyed Concubine Wan. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and the smile was somewhat complacent and somewhat cunning, as if saying, "Huh, I've caught you." There was a gleam in her eyes, as if everything was under her control.

Emperor Yuxuan said angrily: "Then try him, hurry up!" His tone was full of impatience, his hands folded in front of his chest, his body leaned back, leaning on the dragon throne. His expression seemed to say: "I'm so annoyed, this little thing is not over yet." He thought to himself: Even if the truth is revealed in the trial, who in this world has the ability to destroy him?

Prime Minister Fan Cheng bowed and said, "Your Majesty, the victim has not arrived yet!" The prime minister's face was full of helplessness, and there was a hint of anxiety in his voice.

The emperor glared with his eyes as big as copper bells and roared, "What? How can a dead person be dragged into the hall for questioning?" The emperor's face turned red like a ripe tomato, and the blue veins on his forehead bulged.

"Who said no!" A clear voice sounded, and everyone looked over to see Xiao Sizhe standing in the coffin, crouching with only his head raised, looking like a little mole that had just poked its head out of a hole. He also had a mischievous smile on his face, which made people angry and amused.

Dozens of people pushed the cart in with great effort. The cart creaked as if it was overloaded. Xiao Si was still restless in the coffin, looking left and right, muttering to himself: "Oh my, this is really lively."

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but burst into laughter. Some ministers laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs, and some held their stomachs and almost cried with laughter.

When the emperor saw this, he was furious and pointed at Xiao Sizhe and said, "You little brat, how can you behave like this!"

Little Sizhe didn't care and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I'm just trying to help."

Hao Fei snorted coldly, thinking that this ignorant boy was here to make trouble again.

The ministers all whispered to each other, thinking that with Xiao Sizha's behavior, the emperor would not be able to show favoritism.

"Quiet!" The emperor roared, and the hall instantly became quiet.

Xiao Sizhe shrank his neck and whispered, "Your Majesty, don't be angry, let's try the case quickly."

The emperor shook his head helplessly and said, "Then let's get started!"

Concubine Hao said coldly, "Your Majesty, how can we properly interrogate this madman? Besides, the prince has already passed away, and he can't speak when he is carried to this palace! Isn't it a big joke to interrogate him like this?" Concubine Hao's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out. There was a chill in her eyes, and her lips were tightly pursed. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth. Her hands were tightly clenched in the silk handkerchief in her hands, and her knuckles turned white because of the force. After listening to Concubine Hao's words, the emperor nodded slightly: "Concubine Hao's words make sense. Hurry up and carry this coffin and Xiao Sizha out!" There was a trace of hesitation and helplessness on the emperor's face, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes revealed a trace of fatigue. "Wait!" Concubine Wan finally spoke. She walked in an elegant but slightly anxious pace, politely came to the emperor and bowed. With a firm look on her face and a gleam in her eyes, she said, "Your Majesty, Xiao Sizhe is a witness and the prince is the victim! How can he be carried out of the palace for trial? In my opinion, let Yan'er's spirit in heaven also come to listen to the verdict of this notarization!" Although Wan Fei's voice was soft, it carried an unquestionable power. At this time, Sikong Yan's gloomy voice suddenly came from the hall: "Father, catch the murderer, please catch the murderer..." The voice seemed to come from the underworld, with endless chills and resentment, echoing in the empty hall, making people shudder. Hao Fei screamed in fear, stood up suddenly from her seat, and looked around in panic: "Who? Who? Who is playing tricks here!" Her face was pale, her eyes were full of fear, and her body kept shaking, as if she had seen something extremely terrible.

Concubine Wan sneered, and the laughter seemed particularly strange in this gloomy atmosphere. She slowly turned her head and looked at Concubine Hao with a knife-like gaze, and asked: "Sister, what are you doing? Who is playing tricks in the Golden Palace?" Concubine Wan's mouth corners slightly raised, and her eyes were full of ridicule and suspicion. Emperor Yuxuan said "Huh", with a look of astonishment on his face. His eyes were wide open, and his body trembled involuntarily: "Wanwan, didn't you hear Chang'er calling me?"

There was a slight tremor in the emperor's voice, as if he was frightened by the sudden sound.