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Concubine Zhao paused, and before she could react, Jiang Zhao had already led people into the hall.

She could see Jiang Zhao's face was gloomy, and his eyes were flushed with anger, but she didn't know why.

The emperor was furious and laid down millions of dead bodies. Even though she was only a young woman, she had been on the throne for a few years, and she was no longer the little princess who was manipulated by others. Even Concubine Zhao felt chills down her spine and wanted to avoid her edge.

The surrounding palace people and guards had already knelt on the ground.

"Why is the emperor here?"

Concubine Zhao forced her smile to go up to her.

Jiang Zhao first glanced at Xie Jin who was kneeling on the ground, and could only see a thin and helpless back.

She looked at Concubine Zhao again, but kept her face cold and stretched out her hand as a gesture.

Gao Sheng'an and Aunt Qingshi immediately understood, and they went forward to help Xie Jin to check. They thought that Xie Jin was only punished by kneeling but not punished, but when they saw her face clearly, they both exclaimed.

Jiang Zhao's heart sank, and he clenched his fist unconsciously under his sleeve.

She forcibly suppressed her worries, and when she saw Qing, she was a little secretive, obviously she didn't want her to see Xie Jin's condition, and she felt even more disturbed, and said coldly: "What is the empress dowager doing?"

Concubine Zhao twitched the corners of her mouth, forced herself to smile and said, "It's just a court lady who made a mistake."

"Oh?" Jiang Zhao glanced at her, and asked intentionally: "Which palace maid is she, and what did she do, why didn't she hand it over to Gong Zhengsi, and asked the concubine to intervene in person?"

Concubine Zhao asked back: "She is a member of Gong Zhengsi. I was afraid that someone would cover her up and be unfair to other palace members, so I personally interrogated her. Doesn't this palace have the power?"

"The empress is entrusted by me to take charge of the affairs of the harem, so she naturally has this power."

Jiang Zhao took a few steps forward, turned his back to Concubine Zhao and said, "As far as I know, this woman is not an ordinary court lady, but a female official of the Gongzheng Division, and I feel that Liu Gongzheng is not someone who favors favoritism."

As she spoke, she seemed to walk in front of Xie Jin unintentionally.

Qing Shi turned sideways to cover Xie Jin's face, Jiang Zhao felt even more weird.

Aunt Cheng's slap was really harsh, especially the first slap. Xie Jin's ears rang from the slap, and she still couldn't hear the sound clearly. It was only when she saw Gao Sheng'an and Qing that she vaguely understood that it was His Majesty.

She was a little dizzy, and felt that she heard Ah Zhao's voice, but there was still a roaring sound in her ears, which made her think it was just an illusion.

But he never thought that someone came closer. Although Aunt Qingshi turned to hide, Xie Jin was both curious and inexplicably impulsive, so she suddenly leaned forward and turned her head, looking at the emperor.

She felt that not only her ears were broken, but her eyes were also bad.

Otherwise, how could he see His Majesty as Ah Zhao.

The person in front of him looks exactly like Ah Zhao, Xie Jin feels very familiar even under the headache and nausea, and he will never forget his appearance.

But she was wearing a red round-neck gown, darkly embroidered dragon, phoenix and auspicious cloud brocade patterns, a black polyglot jade belt, with a step-stop sachet, and a purple jade pendant, which was full of nobility.

She is not Ah Zhao.

Xie Jin does not admit that she is Ah Zhao.

Xie Jin was able to grit his teeth and swallow such a big crime just now, but after seeing His Majesty's true face for the first time, tears burst into his face, and he wanted to pounce on her face and ask who she was.

As for Jiang Zhao, the moment he saw Xie Jin's face clearly, the blood in his eyes suddenly deepened sharply, and all the gloom on his face faded away, turning pale.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and her eyes were about to split open. If Gao Sheng'an hadn't come up to hold her arm suddenly, Jiang Zhao himself didn't know what irrational move he would make.

"Your Majesty, calm down." Gao Sheng'an's hands trembled, but he still pressed her forearm firmly.

Jiang Zhao closed his eyes for a moment, trying to regain his senses, and said in a hoarse voice: "Empress Dowager, even if this woman is guilty, she should be handed over to Gong Zhengsi, or I will deal with it myself, and it is not up to the empress to lynch Bar?"

Concubine Zhao couldn't see her expression, so she argued with reason: "Although she has the name of a female official, she is still a servant of the palace. I am the master of the harem, so I naturally have the right to dispose of it."

After all, he felt that he had done nothing wrong, and continued: "Besides, what this woman committed was not a trivial mistake. She had an affair with the guards and committed adultery in the palace. She deserves to be killed. This palace has only beaten her a few times now. Just a slap."

"Having an affair with a guard? Fornication-disorderly palace?"

Jiang Zhao gave a low laugh, straightened his back with his hands behind his back, and asked lightly, "Who is having an affair with? Why didn't you see the guard? What evidence proves that the two had an affair? Can there be any physical evidence? Maybe it's not a deliberate false accusation? "

"This..." Concubine Zhao was tongue-tied and said in a muffled voice: "Of course I have investigated it. She was denounced, and she was also testified by Gong Zhengsi. Could it be that the emperor thinks that this palace is deliberately targeting her?"

"I have no such intention."

Jiang Zhao turned around and looked at her, with a half-hearted smile, with a storm in his eyes.

"It's just that this harem is my harem after all. I'm not married yet, so I thought the harem should be very clean, but I never thought that there could be troubles.

Besides, my birthday is approaching, and I don't want to see blood in the harem. These palace people are not just slaves, but also my people. I will find out some things clearly, so I won't bother the concubine to worry about them. "

"emperor!"

The Empress Dowager passed away within a year of Jiang Zhao's accession to the throne. Over the years, although the Concubine Zhao was called a Concubine, she always acted like an empress dowager. To be added.

After such a long time, Concubine Zhao really thought she was different from others, and even the emperor didn't pay much attention to her.

But she didn't know that to Jiang Zhao, Xie Jin was not only a sister who depended on each other, but also a sweetheart who was devoted to each other. If the dragon had Ni Lin, it would be Xie Jin without a doubt.

Seeing Concubine Zhao's face change, Jiang Zhao flicked his sleeves, and left Tai'an Palace with his head held high.

Gao Sheng'an and Qing Shi helped Xie Jin up, and passed by Zhao Taifei, Gao Sheng'an bowed his waist, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty has been busy with government affairs recently, and he is not in a good mood. Please don't take it to heart."

In front of so many people being humiliated by the emperor, Concubine Zhao's face had turned into a liver-colored face. After Gao Sheng'an finished speaking, without waiting for her reaction, He Qingshi helped them out.

Outside the gate of Tai'an Palace, Jiang Zhao did not get on the imperial chariot, but was looking forward to it.

Seeing them coming out, she hurriedly reached out her hand to take them from Gao Sheng'an.

"Sister..."

Jiang Zhao called out, but Xie Jin didn't appreciate it at all. He just lowered his head and avoided her hand.

"Sister?"

Jiang Zhao's eyes were gloomy, and he stared straight at her.

Xie Jin only felt pain on his face, and when he spoke, he touched the wound at the corner of his mouth, and fresh blood flowed out.

"Your Majesty." Xie Jin struggled to pronounce the words, and said vaguely: "I dare not be a servant."

She bent her elbows, gently broke away from Aunt Qingshi's support, and knelt down in front of Jiang Zhao.

Jiang Zhao staggered and took two steps back. Gao Sheng'an hurried over and reached out to help her, but was immediately pushed away by Jiang Zhao.

Xie Jin supported the ground and kowtowed to the end.

"The slaves don't know the face of the sky, and they have offended the superiors and the holy car many times. They deserve death."

The voice that was the most gentle in the past, soaked in her countless days and nights, now seems the coldest.

Jiang Zhao's face was as white as paper, and he reluctantly said softly: "Sister, we will discuss this matter later, you can go back to Xihe Palace with me first, and send the imperial doctor to see the wound for you, okay?"

Xie Jin didn't move, and said again: "Your Majesty, the maidservant's surname is Xie, and her name is Jin."

The corners of Jiang Zhao's lips trembled slightly, and he followed her and said, "Okay, Xie Jin."

"The status of a servant is low, it is not appropriate to step into His Majesty's bedroom." Xie Jin still refused.

Jiang Zhao's face turned cold, and he blamed her for being willful in his heart, but he also knew that it was his fault, so he said softly: "I know you blame me in your heart, but you must not make fun of your body."

Saying that, she took two steps forward, bent down to help Xie Jin up herself.

Xie Jin didn't give her face, and said: "This servant is terrified, and dare not resent Your Majesty."

"You..." Jiang Zhao had no choice but to harden his heart, and said coldly, "What I said is the imperial decree. I just want you to go back to Xihe Palace with me. Do you want to resist the decree?"

Xie Jin didn't say a word, but a sneer faintly escaped from his throat.

She raised her head slowly, and took a deep look at Jiang Zhao, but Jiang Zhao didn't dare to look directly at her swollen face, she just felt like a knife was being cut in her heart, wishing to kill those who caused her to come here.

She hurriedly turned her head away, only to hear Gao Sheng'an whisper: "Xie Sizheng!"

Xie Jin seemed to have vented all her strength, and she collapsed on the ground unconscious. Jiang Zhao was startled, and immediately ignored her, leaned over, picked her up, and carefully placed her on the imperial chariot.

Gao Sheng'an was able to do things well, and when Sheng Jia returned to Xihe Palace, there was already an imperial doctor waiting by his side.

Jiang Zhao didn't want to pretend to be someone else, so he carried Xie Jin onto the dragon bed himself. The imperial doctor Zhang Shi has been working in the palace for more than 20 years, and he has a keen sense of smell. He naturally knows what not to ask. Don't even ask questions. .

He was calm and calm, and he didn't panic under Jiang Zhao's cold eyes. He stepped forward to check Xie Jin's pulse, carefully checked her wound, took the pen and paper from Gao Sheng'an, and wrote a formula son.

"Your Majesty, this girl's emotions fluctuated too much, and she probably fainted because of some stimulation.

Weichen prescribed a soothing soup, and asked someone to get a bottle of muscle warming ointment to apply on the wound. "

Physician Zhang nodded slightly at Jiang Zhao, and said: "It's just that this girl's health is not very good, it seems that she has hurt her roots, and she needs to be recuperated in the future, otherwise she will suffer when she is old."

"I know." Jiang Zhao glanced at him, his eyes fell on the dragon bed, and said lightly: "You are very skilled in medicine, and I trust you. From now on, you will take care of her, and come here every three days to invite her." Ping An pulse, if you need any precious medicinal materials, ask Eunuch Gao to take you to my private treasury to get them."

"My minister obeys the order." Zhang Shi knelt and kowtowed.

Jiang Zhao asked Gao Sheng'an to send Imperial Physician Zhang back and grab some medicine by the way. Apart from Xie Jin who was lying quietly on the dragon bed, only Jiang Zhao and Aunt Qingshi were left in the bedroom.

"aunt."

Jiang Zhao was still standing in front of the bed, staring intently at the person on the bed, and spoke slowly.

"She won't forgive me."

When she was young, she saw her looking sleepy, her eyes dull, as if she had lost hope in everything, she couldn't help but secretly sighed, and softly comforted her: "Your Majesty has your majesty's difficulties, and when Xie Sizheng wakes up, I hope I can be with her." Explain, Xie Si is treating His Majesty so well, how could he not forgive you?"

Jiang Zhao laughed at himself, and said in a low voice: "I have lied to her for so long, for my own selfishness, I just want to repay my kindness with revenge. I am the Ninth Five-Year Lord, but I can't protect her and let her hurt like this."

Her voice became hoarse, she covered her eyes with her hands, and said with a sob: "I can't even forgive myself."

"Your Majesty." Seeing her like this, Qing Shi felt distressed. He went over and stroked her back lightly, and said softly, "This is not your Majesty's fault. Don't blame yourself too much. Fortunately, it has not yet reached the point of no return. situation."

Jiang Zhao shook his head and said: "As early as when I ascended the throne, I should have let her go to reunite with her family. From the beginning to the end, I made mistakes. Auntie, I regret it. I wish I could bear it on her behalf."

"His Majesty……"

Knowing that she treats Xie Jin more than just as a sister, Qingshi doesn't know how to comfort her, seeing her shoulders move slightly, feeling uncomfortable like a child, Qingshi seems to see the little princess from the past.

A sore nose, followed by tears.