Emperor Xinchen

Ming Yuan's voice was soft, Yao Huaiyuan spoke happily, and Yao Hanyan listened with delight.

"At that time! Your Majesty was eating snacks here, and General Chu's side was a little bit worse... General Chu was not a general at that time, but a little girl similar to you, King Han... The hoe digging the soil was better than Chu's." The general himself is taller..." Yao Huaiyuan thought of Chu Liangyu's two elders as he gestured to Chu Liangyu to help her dig the wine pit.

Sister Liangyu's parents are both from a scholarly family, and they are quite strong.When Aunt Liangyu played with her when she was young, she was most afraid of running into her own parents. At that time, those two high priests also liked to report all their nonsense to the emperor to plead guilty... and so on. , is punished for copying books.

Copy books?Why didn't she think of punishing Hanyan by copying books when she was king?

Raising his eyes to see Yao Hanyan's well-behaved appearance, Yao Huaiyuan smiled lightly and said, "It's hard for King Han to listen to it for so long..."

"Long time?" Looking at Chu Xueyi, Yao Hanyan said awkwardly, "I didn't expect your sister to be very interesting when she was young! The servants in the house don't need it, but they have to suffer by themselves... But, if this Suffering is for the emperor's sister, and the king doesn't care about that much... um..."

Yao Hanyan bent her elbows and let her chin rest on her hand, she said to herself: "Even if your sister treats the emperor well, this king is determined to stand on your side. Although this king is not very old, he can still speak for the royal family By the way... You don't know Zuo Xiang's old fool, but she doesn't want your stupid sister to enter the imperial mausoleum at all!"

Putting on a posture of waiting for Chu Xueyi to thank him, Yao Hanyan completely forgot that she still wanted to persuade the king to let Ming Yuan out of the mansion.

"Ahem..." Before Yao Hanyan finished speaking, Chu Xueyi coughed heavily.

"But you're choking?" Reaching out to help Chu Xueyi straighten his back, Yao Huaiyuan frowned and looked at Yao Hanyan, "King Han will have to look around when he speaks in the future... I'll just say what I'm confused about here. Don't go out to regenerate right and wrong."

"The emperor's sister is on the left, and the sister Yuan is on the right. How can anyone be so leisurely?" Yao Hanyan complained after ordering the palace servants and Chu Xueyi to add wine, "Is it the emperor's sister? We agreed to drink tea at the beginning. Behind the table, it turned into wine... It's nothing more than wine, it's still green plum wine with no wine taste..."

"It's just you who talk a lot..." Forgot that he is no longer a high-ranking king, Yao Huaiyuan said habitually, "The tea tastes strong, but the wine tastes light... We sit together, and the green plum wine is very good."

"Ming Xiang also thinks it's good?" Infected by the atmosphere between Yao Huaiyuan and Yao Hanyan, Chu Xueyi and Yao Huaiyuan toasted a glass of wine, "Thank you Ming Xiang for your compassion..."

"Sister Yuan sympathizes with you for what?" Yao Hanyan patted the wine case, not liking Chu Xueyi's pretentiousness, "Obviously this king sympathizes with you when you just died..."

"That's enough!" Chu Liangyu, who was sitting in the front seat, let go of Yao Hanyan's words, and said, "Let the Right Prime Minister return the house tomorrow..."

Standing up and leading all the servants to leave, Chu Liangyu's ears were filled with the laughter of Ming Yuan and Yao Hanyan.

Are past events really that interesting?Why can't she remember anything?

Did she really help A Yuan brew wine?Why can't she remember anything?

The new bamboo shoots at the root of the wall are regarded as bamboos, and the old green plums are exhausted and the cherries are ripe...

In a blink of an eye, all these years have passed.

Turning his head wearily and glanced at Ming Yuan who was still playing with Yao Hanyan, Chu Liangyu tightened his hands.

Her sympathy has been wiped away by this laughter.

In the prison, the evil wind is the master!

Chu Liangyu lowered his brows and smiled lightly as he turned around and sent someone from the prison to make a record of the officials who begged outside the prison today.

Ming Yuan is nothing more than that.

She only said that she would be released from prison tomorrow, but she never said that she would be allowed to live today.

……

The king left after saying a word, and the remaining three people in the prison did not recover from their laughter.

When the three returned to their gods, the King's back could no longer be found.

"Sister Yuan! You will be able to pay back the house tomorrow!" Yao Hanyan happily poured a glass of wine with Yao Huaiyuan, unable to see the gloomy looks of the two people involved in the case.

"King Han..." Chu Xueyi was about to dissuade him, but was stopped by Yao Huaiyuan.

Sitting on the ground and helping Yao Hanyan arrange her clothes, Yao Huaiyuan said unhurriedly: "Your Highness, this glass of wine should be drunk. But Yuan thinks it is more appropriate to change it to Yuan's mansion. If Your Highness does not give up, I will thank you Come to Weichen's mansion tomorrow at Shenshi, and Weichen will sweep the couch to welcome you."

"That's it!" Turning her gaze to Chu Xueyi, Yao Hanyan asked in confusion, "The surname is Chu, is what Sister Yuan said is true?"

"Um……"

Yao Hanyan responded in a low voice, and Chu Xueyi didn't say much.Today in prison, they did everything they should and shouldn't do. If His Majesty doesn't want to let Ming Xiang go, then he can only let Ming Xiang die.

Your Majesty is His Majesty after all, not some messy cat or dog.Therefore, what His Majesty decides is not something casual, and can be controlled by their courtiers.

Obedience to the destiny and do one's best, this is what a courtier should do.

"Hey! I'm so ignorant..." Yao Hanyan answered.

Yao Huaiyuan corrected: "It should be ignorant..."

"It's really pedantic!" Shaking his sleeves and making a face with Yao Huaiyuan, Yao Hanyan reluctantly said, "Sister Yuan will definitely wait for Yan'er tomorrow!"

"Naturally!" Wanmei and Yao Hanyan smiled, and Yao Huaiyuan knelt down to send him away.

Watching King Han disappear from the corridor in the prison, Chu Xueyi lay limp beside the case as if his bones had been cramped.

"Ming Xiang..." Not knowing what to say, Chu Xueyi felt that he couldn't bear to let the indifferent woman in front of him die so easily.

"It doesn't matter." Seeing through Chu Xueyi's thoughts, Yao Huaiyuan laughed, "If it wasn't for knowing that Master Chu treats Ming Yuan just as a colleague, Ming Yuan would really guess what Master Chu has inappropriate thoughts about Ming Yuan."

"This..." Chu Xueyi's cheeks blushed, and he murmured, "It should be that Xueyi's mother is glad that she has already found a husband's house for Xueyi. If it wasn't for this, it is really unknown how Xueyi will be in the future..."

"It seems that Master Chu doesn't like the way Ming Yuan wears official uniforms." Yao Huaiyuan held down Chu Xueyi's hand, "Let's go together, Yuan asks Master Chu to burn a piece of clothing at the Ming Mansion when the snake disappears in winter." , it would be best if the fire could illuminate the entire imperial city..."

"Mingxiang..." Chu Xueyi's body was stiff, but Yao Huaiyuan was content.

"It's better to go out. It's better to be quiet..." Yao Huaiyuan raised his sleeves and poured out the wine in the glass, and said, "The first seven need to be taken care of by the adults..."

"Yes. Mingxiang, take care." Chu Xueyi let out a long sigh as he walked out of the prison door with heavy steps, but finally ignored him.

Hearing the sound of Chu Xueyi's sigh fading away, Yao Huaiyuan hurriedly threw the quilt to attract the jailer.

I don't know if it's good luck, and there are people watching from behind, the jailer Yao Huaiyuan recruited this time is still the one who gave the food box before.

"Is there any paper and pen in this prison?" Yao Huaiyuan asked for something, but Yao Huaiyuan was not polite.

The jailer smiled apologetically, "What is Mingxiang talking about? There is no pen and paper in the prison... There are not many literate people in this big prison. When encountering wronged people, most of them use blood instead of ink..."

"Then I'd like to ask you to go to the Ming Mansion for Benxiang... just say that the sweet-scented osmanthus is gone, and I want to write a poem, so I will keep it in mind..." Yao Huaiyuan looked at the skylight and said with nothing to love.

The jailer was touched by the sad look on Yao Huaiyuan's brows: "Mr. Ming, you..."

"Just now I have seen His Majesty for the last time..." Yao Huaiyuan sighed softly.

The jailer understood what Yao Huaiyuan meant.

Your Majesty wants to kill Mingxiang, and Mingxiang wants to leave a last word.

leave a last word...

The jailer hesitated for a moment, but still accepted the job.

Seeing that the jailer responded, Yao Huaiyuan heaved a sigh of relief.If she can't get the box of sweet-scented osmanthus papers that she personally bestowed on Ming Yuan's mansion, it must be a rare thing.

Since the original body got up and left, Yao Huaiyuan knew that his original body would not stop so easily.

Or since she talked about her involvement with Sister Liangyu just now, her death date has already been fixed.

Frowning and remembering that before he became king, Ming Yuan didn't treat her with respect, Yao Huaiyuan thought several times.

Few people who are kings are willing to dig out the past that the old officials buried in their hearts.

What's more, the body I'm standing on at this time is not a simple old minister, but an old minister who shows signs of rebellion...

Yao Huaiyuan silently restores the emperor's state of mind...

If everything just now is speeding up the death of her by the original body, then the time of death may still be in the middle of the night... At the latest, it will not be until tomorrow morning.

Looking up at the skylight, it is not dark outside the prison yet.It is not dark outside the prison, which means that there are at least two hours left in the ion time.

two hours...

Waiting quietly for the jailer to return, Yao Huaiyuan thought about how to forge a secret decree.

Although she is not in the body of the king, her consciousness has not dissipated.If the handwriting written with this body is similar to that of Ming Yuan, then he has to write a confession, claiming that he and the third princess conspired against each other.

If the handwriting is similar to that of a king, then he can directly absolve himself of the crime.

The only convenience for a powerful minister is that even the king himself can't remember how many things she ordered Ming Yuan to do.

Sighing that Ming Yuan was her guard of honor in the old days, Yao Huaiyuan waited for the jailer who delivered the food box.

"Mingxiang, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you asked for is here." The jailer walked up to Yao Huaiyuan with a normal food box in his hand, with a smile on his face, "You can use it at ease. The little one is waiting outside the door."

"Hmm..." With a single tone, Yao Huaiyuan borrowed the pear wood wine case in prison to arrange the food box.

Seeing this, the jailer hurriedly retreated outside the prison to watch over Yao Huaiyuan.

As soon as the jailer left, Yao Huaiyuan sat quietly for a while and opened the food box.

The food box has three layers, the top two layers are made of well-crafted sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and the bottom layer, in addition to the imperial gift of sweet-scented osmanthus paper, also has a piece of gold ink used by the emperor.

Twisting the nib to test the texture of the ink, Yao Huaiyuan raised her eyebrows lightly, this gold ink seems to be the material she used to write imperial edicts on a daily basis.

It's really strange!

Quickly laying out the paper and drawing a few strokes on it, Yao Huaiyuan stared at the lower characters on the paper in a daze.

On the paper are Ming Yuan's characters.

Ming Yuan's attainments in calligraphy are much higher than hers.

Yao Huaiyuan was a little bit regretful after changing hands without giving up, her handwriting was indeed not as good as Ming Yuan's.

Especially on a piece of paper.

Yao Huaiyuan raised his eyebrows when reviewing the two ink characters written by his own two hands. It is not bad that one person writes two characters.