The villain who defeated the son of destiny was my father

Seeing how serious she was, everyone couldn't help but murmur in their hearts.

Could it be that she was really wronged?

Everyone was watching her every move, and when they saw her put down the rough pen in her hand, they couldn't help but frown.

"Your Majesty, I...I have finished writing it." Qu Xinzhu looked at the dozens of poems on the table with a proud look on her face.

When dealing with these ancients, she could just pick out a few poems which were enough to astonish them.

But when she saw the ink stains on the white sleeves, she felt a little disgusted.

This was the disadvantage of writing with a brush in ancient times. Not only was it inconvenient, but it also easily stained clothes.

"Since Qu Xinzhu has finished writing, bring it here for me to read and see if he is really talented?" Feng Lanyue gave a wink, and a personal maid came forward and picked up the rice paper.

Qu Xinzhu was a little dissatisfied, "Don't be impatient, Madam Concubine. The ink hasn't dried yet. It will be bad if it stains the paper."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone held their breath.

[Host, everyone is impressed by Qu Xinzhu's handwriting.] The teasing voice of the little one filled my mind.

Qu Qingyan remained silent and watched all this quietly.

Qu Xinzhu was completely unaware of this and was instead complacent, thinking that everyone was impressed by her talent.

"I am dying of laughter. What is written on this? Is it a ghost painting? I wonder which quack this Qu Xinzhu learned from to acquire this skill."

"The handwriting is not as neat as that of a three-year-old. I thought she had some skills, but she turned out to be an unlearned idiot. Not only that, she also has bad intentions and pretends to be the eldest sister to cheat people. It's really abominable."

"She just promised with such confidence that I thought she had some ability, but I didn't expect to be deceived. Let's not talk about how well the poem is written. Even among the people present, how many people can recognize the handwriting?"

"As the saying goes, one's handwriting reveals a person. Just by looking at this dog-crawling handwriting, you can tell what kind of person she is. It's a pity that I was impressed by her singing and dancing before. Now thinking about it, it's really embarrassing."

There was endless discussion, but Qu Xinzhu became anxious.

She pointed at the handwriting and said anxiously, "I...I haven't practiced calligraphy for a long time, so my handwriting is a little sloppy, but what is written on it are all good poems. You will know when I read them to you."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for everyone to react, he recited two poems that will be remembered throughout the ages.

However, before she finished reading, she saw everyone looking at her with contempt, and some people with bad tempers even threw the cakes in front of them at her.

The pastry fell into her hair and she slapped it away in panic. Her hair became messy in an instant and she looked extremely embarrassed.

"I originally thought that Prince Li's fiancée would have some abilities, but I didn't expect her to be such a piece of trash. I'm really disappointed." Feng Lanyue sighed.

The Empress was serious and old-fashioned. Seeing Qu Xinzhu so disrespectful and blatantly plagiarizing others' works, she was even more displeased. She directly advised the old emperor, "Your Majesty, Qu Xinzhu is guilty of treason by impersonating Princess An Ning. Now he is plagiarizing other people's poems in public. Both crimes must be punished and cannot be forgiven lightly."

"Prime Minister, look at this..." The old emperor already knew that Qu Xinzhu was not an ordinary person, so he naturally wanted to keep her for great use.

Qu Honglin looked at his daughter beside him, "Yan'er, you..."

"Dad, even though she made so many mistakes, after all..." Qu Qingyan said this with a look of disappointment. Finally, he sighed deeply and said as if reminiscing about the past: "After all, it's a life. The crime does not deserve death. As for the punishment, let her remember it. Just fifty lashes."

How could the heroine be killed so easily?

She knew that Qu Xinzhu had the aura of a heroine. Even if the old emperor ordered her to be executed, she would be able to escape the disaster in the end because of the aura of a heroine.

In this case, the death penalty can be avoided, but the punishment of life imprisonment cannot be escaped. Let her suffer for a while and pay back the interest first.

"Okay." Qu Honglin nodded, and then ordered the guards, "Come here, take her away and give her a hundred lashes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qu Qingyan's temple twitched.

Her father is really...

[So cruel! If it was an ordinary person, he would have died after being beaten with a hundred sticks. Even if the heroine has the aura of a protagonist, I'm afraid it wouldn't be easy for her.] The little one swallowed his saliva in fear.

When Qu Xinzhu heard this, she was so scared that she knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, "Dad..."

When he shouted "Dad", the handsome man's face darkened and his eyes shot towards him fiercely.

Qu Xinzhu quickly changed her words, "Prime Minister, please spare my life. I...I won't dare to do it again. Please forgive me this time."

She finally realized that her stepfather was not someone to be trifled with, and the ripples in her heart instantly dissipated.

Qu Honglin withdrew his gaze without even looking at her.

Several guards came over and pulled her up to leave.

Qu Xinzhu quickly looked to other people for help.

These important people are people she cannot afford to offend, and they will not help her.

Yan Wanyu hated her so much that she would not help her.

She took one last look around, and when she saw the third prince in the men's area, her eyes immediately lit up.

"Third Prince, please help me. For the sake of our past friendship, please ask His Majesty to spare me this time."

When Mo Yaohe heard this, he almost fell to the ground. He cursed Qu Xinzhu fiercely in his heart, and finally, under the sight of everyone, he had to get up and walk over.

"Third Prince, save me!" Qu Xinzhu saw him coming and thought he was going to help, and he immediately felt relieved.

Feng Lanyue glanced at the pale and gentle woman next to her with a gloating look, "Sister Shufei, it seems that the Third Prince has a close relationship with this impostor. By the way, last time I was in the hunting ground, I seemed to hear someone say that Qu Xinzhu and the Third Prince were drinking together, and Prince Li went to catch them with a sword in hand. In the end, it seemed that it was the Queen who went there to settle the matter."

"Your Majesty, it's not uncommon for people to just follow what others say and cite things out of context. I believe that my son is not that kind of person. I hope Your Majesty and Your Majesty the Queen can see clearly." Yun Cairou pretended to be calm.

Feng Lanyue rolled her eyes at her.

What to pretend to be?

In order to maintain the dignity of the royal family, the Queen Mother would naturally not tell what happened that day in front of everyone.

The old emperor looked at the third prince with displeasure, "Are you familiar with her?"

"Your Majesty, she is the fiancée of your sixth brother. I have seen her several times when I went to see your sixth brother before, but I cannot say that I am familiar with her." Mo Yihe lifted up his robe and knelt down with a calm expression, but his hands in his sleeves were clenched tightly, which showed his nervousness.

Qu Xinzhu didn't expect him to say that, and immediately became furious, "Third Prince, how can you be so ungrateful? That night you clearly..."

"Enough! You are the Sixth Prince's fiancée, so stop talking nonsense. Not only will you harm this prince, but you will also harm yourself." Mo Yihe was afraid that she would say something else, so he interrupted her immediately.

Qu Xinzhu was not stupid, so he naturally heard the warning in the words.

She and Li are going to get married soon. If she reveals this matter in public, their marriage may be in jeopardy.

Now that her grandmother and mother were about to be sent back to their family, she could no longer rely on them.

Her identity was also exposed, and the plagiarism was exposed. Now she is like a rat crossing the street, everyone is shouting at her and her reputation is lost.

If she didn't have the marriage contract, she would not be able to survive in this ancient world.

After some thought and weighing the pros and cons, she could only grit her teeth and accept her fate, ready to face the coming 100 beatings.