[Rebirth] The little mute of the prince's family

King An ordered Mu Taiyi to stay in the palace to treat the man's leg, and then went to Xingge.

He would like to see who took the initiative to disable the man's leg.

The Xingge is the place where Prince An's Mansion implements the criminal law.

The dark torture chambers in the criminal pavilion are filled with various instruments of torture. Ordinary people will tremble with fear when they come in and take a look.

This is also the place where the servants in the mansion are most afraid to come, because no one can walk out straight after entering here.

If someone violated the rules of Prince An's Mansion, he would be sent to the Xing Pavilion for punishment.

This is also the reason why the servants of Prince An's Mansion are very obedient.

Jiang Tian, ​​the owner of the Criminal Pavilion, was a little surprised to see the prince coming to the Criminal Pavilion in person. The prince would not come here on weekdays. Even if he had something to ask him, he would send someone to send a message to call him over.

"Jiang Tian, ​​this king just ordered you to send that man to that dilapidated courtyard a month ago, but he didn't say that his legs would be amputated."

Wang An's first sentence when he saw Jiang Tian was questioning, and there was no trace of warmth in his eyes looking at Jiang Tian, ​​as if he would kill him at any time, if Jiang Tian's answer did not satisfy him.

"My lord, the villain was originally ordered by the lord to take him directly to that courtyard, but the concubine ordered the villain to break his legs as punishment for killing the prince's heir."

Wang An always thought that Song Xiyan was a gentle and kind woman, but he never thought that she would give such a cruel order.

"This king's order is not as effective as the princess's in your eyes?"

Jiang Tian is worthy of being the Lord of the Xingge Pavilion personally appointed by King An. Facing King An's anger, he can report one by one without changing his face.

"My lord, the villain asked you whether to deal with it according to your own ideas or according to the princess's. What you said at that time was 'do as the princess likes, don't kill people'."

Hearing Jiang Tian's answer, Wang An was speechless. It turned out that he was the culprit who killed that person after all.

Wang An, who knew the truth, felt a little depressed, and didn't know what face he had to go to see him again.

Since that day, a full seven days have passed, and Yun Le has not seen King An again.

Physician Mu put a splint on his leg. Now Yunle really can't move his leg at all. He could climb a few steps before, but now he can only lie on the bed every day.

During the day, Imperial Physician Mu occasionally came to talk with him, telling him interesting stories about studying medicine with his master.He could only listen quietly, but he was still very happy.

At night, he was terrified, always feeling that he was still living in that dilapidated little yard, and he was the only one.

Ah Fu was ordered by the prince to sleep on the soft couch in the cubicle every night. As long as Yun Le rang the bell, Ah Fu would wake up.

But Yun Le never rang the bell at night.Although the bell in his hand was given to him by the prince, he knew that no matter how much he rang the bell, the prince would not come.

He didn't dare to tell Ah Fu and Zisu these things, and would only hide in the quilt secretly and cry in the dead of night.

One day, the concubine suddenly came to the Tingfeng Pavilion, and Song Xiyan looked at the person lying on the prince's bed, feeling extremely unbalanced.

She has never stayed in Tingfeng Pavilion, and this person actually sleeps here every day.

She thought that he would die in that abandoned yard, but unexpectedly he came out alive and was quite loved by the prince.

The prince used to stay in her Fuxue Pavilion almost every night, but he didn't come here again recently.

Song Xiyan felt a little regretful that she didn't cut the weeds and root them out. As the second prince said, those who achieve great things cannot be merciful.