Only seven days left to live? She goes crazy and kills

Chapter 9: If you want to accuse someone of something, you can always find a pretext.

In the Qinzheng Palace, the emperor, who was over thirty years old, stood up suddenly, looking at the deputy commander of the Imperial Guards kneeling in the palace with sharp eyes, "What did you say?"

The deputy commander bowed his head: "The princess mobilized two hundred elites to surround the Duke's Mansion last night, and sent her trusted men out of the city early this morning to mobilize 10,000 elite soldiers into the imperial city."

The emperor's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he was furious: "Does she want to rebel?"

"The princess mobilized troops?" The man standing aside waiting for the meeting changed his face, "Why is it so sudden? Didn't Donghuang get married last night? According to the rules, she should go to the palace to pay respects to the empress dowager today. Why is she mobilizing troops?"

"I don't know the details." The deputy commander bowed his head, "Please let the emperor decide!"

"Call the commander of the Imperial Guards Ying Rong." The emperor said angrily, "Let him come here immediately."

"Yes."

The commander of the Imperial Guards Ying Rong is the best master in the palace, responsible for protecting the safety of the inner court and the emperor. He has a sinister and cold temperament, and does not recognize his relatives, but is only loyal to the emperor.

Hearing the emperor's call, Ying Rong seemed to have guessed something. Without delay, he arrived at the Qinzheng Palace at the fastest speed.

"I, Ying Rong, pay my respects to the emperor."

"Princess Qingluan's private deployment of troops is considered treason." Emperor Zhaoming ordered coldly, "I order you to immediately gather the imperial guards and arrest the princess."

Ying Rong said, "I obey the order!"

"Brother." The young man standing aside bowed and said, "Don't you need to ask the princess why she deployed troops first? She just got married yesterday, and she deployed troops into the city early this morning. I wonder if it has anything to do with the Zhenguo Mansion?"

Emperor Zhaoming clenched the red pen in his hand, his eyes dark and sinister.

He naturally guessed what the reason was.

Yesterday, when they got married, according to the plan, Sheng Jingan should have put the Seven Days Heartbroken Powder into the wedding wine. What is uncertain now is whether Yan Donghuang drank that glass of wine.

If she drank the wine, it stands to reason that even if the poison did not take effect so quickly, she should not have suddenly deployed troops into the city. Does she not even want the antidote?

Or, did she deliberately use this method to threaten Sheng Jingan and make him hand over the antidote?

Emperor Zhaoming looked gloomy: "Even if the Duke of Zhenguo disrespected her, there was no need for 10,000 elite soldiers to suppress it. The Duke's Mansion, except Sheng Jingan, is a group of old, weak, women and children. Who does she want to fight with?"

The young man was speechless: "This..."

"If there is only a conflict with the Duke's Mansion, the two hundred elite soldiers she transferred from the Princess's Mansion are enough to protect the master." A dark light flashed in the eyes of Emperor Zhaoming, and there was a bit more murderous air in his voice, "I'm afraid Yan Donghuang has a rebellious heart."

The young man is the seventh brother of the current emperor, Prince An Yan Ling, and he is also the prince who unconditionally supported the emperor in the war for the throne.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, he eliminated dissidents, and he was the only prince who survived.

Because they were all members of the emperor's faction, Yan Ling understood Donghuang and knew that Donghuang only had the country in his heart and had never had the idea of ​​treason.

Hearing the emperor's words, he couldn't help but retort: ​​"But Donghuang is a woman, and she just got married yesterday. How could she suddenly have a rebellious heart?"

"What if she is a woman?" Emperor Zhaoming scolded, "As a princess, she still led troops to fight for several years? Since a woman can lead troops to fight, how can we know that she won't have the intention to seize power and usurp the throne?"

This is a false accusation, and there is no shortage of excuses?

Ying Rong lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Yan Ling pursed his lips, and a chill flashed across his eyes.

Donghuang has been loyal for many years. Not only did she kill enemies on the battlefield, but she also firmly protected the emperor's accession to the throne. Today, when the troops were mobilized, the emperor didn't even ask the reason, and he was sure that she had a rebellious heart?

Did he want to kill Yan Donghuang a long time ago, or did Yan Donghuang detect some conspiracy in the Duke's Mansion?

Yan Ling didn't say anything.

What the emperor said was not completely wrong. Since a woman can go to the battlefield, she can have the heart to seek power and usurp the throne, because she conquered half of the Yong Dynasty, and she has the right to covet it.

When the six princes competed for the throne, the strength of the princes was equal.

If it weren't for the help of Princess Qingluan, the favorite of the late emperor, how could the empress dowager and the emperor, mother and son, easily win the throne?

Unfortunately, the cunning rabbit dies and the running dog is cooked.

It is an eternal truth.

"Ying Rong." Emperor Zhaoming didn't know what Yan Ling was thinking, and ordered coldly, "No matter how many people are dispatched, Yan Donghuang must be arrested!"

"Yes." Ying Rong took the order and left.

"Brother." Yan Ling suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart, "I will go to the Duke's Mansion to take a look, just in time to understand what happened last night."

Emperor Zhaoming was silent for a moment, and nodded slowly: "If Yan Donghuang has any adverse behavior against the Duke's Mansion, you must find a way to stop it."

"I obey your order." Yan Ling bowed and left, turned around and walked out of the Qinzheng Hall.

Standing on the steps of the palace and looking at the horizon, Yan Ling suddenly felt a little cold, and felt that the palace was about to change.

The Duke of Zhenguo Mansion was a duke's family inherited from his ancestors. It was the most prominent in the reign of Emperor Shengzu, and earned the Duke's Mansion and title by merit.

Unfortunately, after two generations of inheritance, the descendants were a little thin, and each generation was more mediocre than the previous one, and the family was no longer as prominent as before.

Without outstanding merits and official career support, the mansion gradually became cold and deserted, which was an inevitable outcome.

When the ancestor emperor conferred the Sheng family the title of Duke, he promised that it could be inherited for three generations without reducing the title. Sheng Jing'an's father's generation was exactly the third generation.

As the son of the Duke, Sheng Jing'an often followed his father into the palace when he was young, and occasionally went in and out of the military camp. He seemed to want to repeat the path of his ancestors in the army, so he was quite favored in front of the late emperor.

Yan Donghuang happened to be a princess who was good at martial arts. She was taught by the late emperor since she was young. She often met Sheng Jingan and they were childhood sweethearts.

Perhaps the late Duke Zhenguo saw that his son was not good at martial arts and leading troops, so he always brought his son to Yan Donghuang intentionally or unintentionally, relying on the friendship between the late emperor and his subjects, and forced a childhood sweetheart.

From the perspective of a father, the late Duke Zhenguo was undoubtedly a qualified father. He planned for his son and the Sheng family, creating opportunities for his son to have the opportunity to cultivate feelings with the princess who was good at martial arts, and to get married in the future.

Later, the development of things was exactly as he expected.

Yan Donghuang followed the late emperor to the battlefield at the age of twelve. From the initial experience to the repeated military exploits, and then to leading troops alone, she was named the eldest princess, which shows her extraordinary ability.

The late emperor granted the two of them a marriage before his death.

This marriage is the best choice for both the Sheng family and Yan Donghuang, because the Sheng family needs a daughter-in-law who can make achievements, and Yan Donghuang has been without a mother since childhood, so her temperament is a little withdrawn. From childhood to adulthood, she can only show some warmth when she is with Sheng Jingan.

Marriage can make her softer - if the Sheng family treats her sincerely.

However, things are unpredictable.

The two people who facilitated this marriage are no longer here.

The previous emperor passed away, and the Duke of Zhenguo passed away.

How things will develop in the future is no longer something they can decide.

Yan Ling sighed lightly, and when he left the palace, he saw the Qingluan elite standing silently on both sides of the imperial road.

The ministers went to court early, and the officials who were far away had to change into court clothes and go to the palace at Yinshi, and those who were closer had to arrive at the palace before Maoshi.

The Qingluan Army probably entered the inner city after the ministers went to court, so it did not cause a stir when the officials went to court.

Sitting in a carriage, he went to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion first.

It was almost 9 o'clock now, and the two hundred elite soldiers had sent all the dowry to the Princess's Mansion one after another.

There was a dead silence outside the gate of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. The only two guards were pale with panic. When they saw Yan Ling getting off the carriage, they stayed for a long time before kneeling down with a plop: "Greetings to Prince An."

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