Chapter 2

Murong Zhining's face was calm, and there was no fear on her face: "if the Emperor gave the maidservant a chance to explain, the maidservant would naturally prove that she was not the daughter-in-law of the banker. If the emperor only wants to punish your servant for cursing you just now, the servant has nothing to say. "

Yanfeng didn't want to give Murong Zhining the chance to prove her innocence at all. He thought that since the little girl dared to scold him for fainting, what else could she dare to do? Yan Feng decided that she was not a good person and didn't want to give her a chance to get rid of her crime. But what the little girl said just now is undoubtedly a big force for him. If you put her to death now, it just proves to everyone that you are narrow-minded and take the opportunity to relieve your personal indignation, what is not a faint king? Looking at Murong Zhining's unflappable expression, thinking of her hidden sharp words, Yanfeng takes a breath of cold air: this little girl, not simple.

Yan Feng waved impatiently: "take these three slaves back to prison. I'm tired today. I'll have time some other day, and then I'll try slowly."

The king's palace, Wan'an palace, in the Royal study. The case of Yan Feng's ambush is under review. Zhuang Cheng's corruption case still needs to be dealt with. The case involved a wide range of people, including six departments, and also involved two princes and nobles. This case took out private radish and mud, which made him headache. Yanfeng decisively beheads Zhuangcheng, trying to hide some secrets that can't be made public. He thought hard to find a way to punish the disorderly subjects and thieves involved in the case, as well as the relatives and relatives of the emperor who participated in it. He felt very tired and exhausted when he killed decisively.

Yan Feng pinched his eyebrows and leaned back in his chair wearily. He was really tired. At this time, a pair of soft boneless hands suddenly stretched out behind him and pressed them on his shoulder. Yan Feng closed her eyes easily, and her lips curved a little: "thank you for loving my concubine!" He closed his eyes and knew who was behind him.

Chiyun Ping's face is full of soft smile. A pair of small hands are kneading on Yanfeng's shoulder, to relieve her fatigue. She is the only one who can appear around the emperor at any time without any notification from the palace people. Yan Feng doesn't like it sometimes, but chiyun family is the most powerful one. Her brother chiyun Yuexuan once gave his life to save him. With these, Yanfeng will, as always, favor chiyunping, give her unique privileges, and let her enjoy the boundless Royal grace that women all over the world envy.

Yanfeng pulls chiyunping behind her to the front and lets her sit on her own leg. Looking at her beautiful lotus face, Yan Feng couldn't shake a ripple in her heart. He admits that chiyunping is very beautiful, but he doesn't know why. Yanfeng has never been touched by her. His feelings for chiyunping are so dim that he feels sorry for her. Yan Feng can only give chiyun Ping endless grace on the surface. He married her just to make chiyun family more glorious, but it has nothing to do with love!

Yan Feng thought of the queen who died at this time. The empress is Yanfeng's wife. She married Yanfeng, who was also a king of Sanwang, at the age of 14. The beauty of the queen is not as charming as chiyun Ping. She has a very simple temperament and always looks gentle and gentle. She is very popular with Yanfeng. So even if the queen is not the beauty of the country, Yanfeng still likes her more.

In order to win the favor of the emperor, women in the harem often do things that inflame Feng dislikes. Compared with chiyunping, the queen always showed tolerance and magnanimity, avoided many disputes in the harem, and saved Yanfeng a lot of heart. Unfortunately, the queen died of a disease two years ago. Yan Feng has been to the pain, can not bear to stand after the excuse, refused to set up a new book.

Chiyunping dreams of becoming the queen of Yanfeng, but it's not because she is greedy for glory and wealth. She has been in the sixth house of the crown, and for her to be rich and rich is of no importance. What she wants is Yanfeng's position. She can only measure Yanfeng's love for her through the title of Queen.

In the dark of the night, the palace maids waited on Yan Feng and chiyun Ping to go to bed, and then quietly retired to the door of the dormitory. The whole Wan'an palace is quiet. The light smoke of candle burning and the smell of burning sandalwood are scattered in the palace.

The burning beacon on the dragon's couch had no intention of the clouds and rain, and had early fallen asleep.

Chiyun Ping is not sleepy. She is half sideways, with a jade hand on her peach cheek. She is staring at the sleeping man beside her pillow. The emperor's strong facial curve reflects the soft candlelight, and the strong contrast makes her intoxicated. Chiyun Ping only wants to take Yanfeng as her own. She will never share Yanfeng's love with any woman. After the death of the queen, no one can compete with her for the emperor's favor any more. She claims to be able to firmly grasp the heart of Yanfeng.

Yan Feng was busy with the state affairs all day, but he forgot about the three servant girls, which made the three girls suffer in the dungeon. They have been locked up in the wet and cold basement for the fifth day. They can only eat bread with sour taste every day. Even the water is limited, and they don't drink enough, let alone wash their faces. After a few days, the three girls were all in a mess.

The three girls were locked in three prison rooms respectively. The three people looked after each other without any words and thought silently about what was going on.

Caisang suddenly angrily pointed to the maid who reported to Murong Zhining: "Caiqin, you only know how to hurt people. Didn't you expect to hurt yourself this time? You don't have a good ending! "

Caiqin's disdain: "I just can't see her with high toes. I just don't like her. I just want to make her feel bad. What do you think of me? "

Caisang stares at Caiqin angrily: "it's all girls from poor families, all of them suffer the same life, but you're killing people everywhere. Who doesn't know your mind? You just want to exclude Zhining, climb a high branch and become the young grandmother of the banker. Now that the dealer is down, you're going to spill your anger on her. " The two girls are quarreling with each other.Murong Zhining is sitting quietly in the corner, as if everything around her has nothing to do with her. She didn't interrupt the quarrel between the two servant girls.

Murong Zhining knew from a young age that there was no ulterior motive in her life. Her life of displacement has long developed her character of not being surprised.

Murong Zhining's memory is full of the painful experience of constantly escaping and being resold again and again. However, there are also some vague and warm pictures that often appear like a dream: a beautiful and noble woman in Chinese dress holds the young girl and hands it to a dignified man. The man held the mother and daughter in his arms, rubbed their chin on the little girl's soft face, and his eyes were full of doting smiles. The little girl gave out a silver bell like laugh with a little milk sound.

Every time Murong Zhining wakes up from these warm dreams, she always wants to know who she is? Where are the parents? Why are she and the nanny being chased?

The gate of the prison opened with a squeak. Yanfeng was reminded by his bodyguard that five days ago, there was still one thing he didn't deal with when he copied Zhuang Cheng's family.

Yanfeng is seldom free today. He wants to hear this matter clearly. At the thought of the woman who scolded him for fainting, Yanfeng's handsome face cast a shadow of unhappiness: "bring those slaves, I will personally interrogate them."

Three girls were taken to the back garden of the palace. Yanfeng, dressed in casual clothes, sits in the pavilion in the middle of the lotus pond, overlooking from afar. On the stone table next to him were fresh fruits in bright colors and dishes of delicate snacks.

The flaming beacon is shaking the folding fan, enjoying the tea and the beautiful scenery in the distance. There are several unknown waterfowls fluttering wings on the bank, attracting his eyes. He didn't even look at the three girls kneeling on the ground.

Caiqin quietly raised her head, and the rest of her eyes stared greedily at the snacks on the table. "Gudong" swallowed her saliva. She was almost out of her mind suffering from hunger.

Once upon a time, when I was in the villa, Qin was in charge of serving the villa lady. Mrs. Zhuang is a fierce and ruthless woman. Depending on her original match and her family's wealth and power, she manages her men to be obedient and considerate. The girls have no good life in her hands.

Caiqin has been with Mrs. Zhuang for a long time. After finding out Mrs. Zhuang's temper, she goes out of her way to please Mrs. Zhuang. Mrs. Zhuang likes to listen to flattery. She flatters her every day. If Mrs. Zhuang hates any pretty little servant girl, she will change her ways to help Mrs. Zhuang get angry. Therefore, Mrs. Zhuang regarded her as a confidant.

Picking celery and following Mrs. Zhuang, they didn't eat less and drink spicy. But these days, she was locked in a dungeon. She ate moldy and sour steamed bread every day. When she saw the delicate snacks, she would inevitably catch the greedy insects in her stomach. She wanted to come and have a good meal.

Yanfeng takes back the vision of the distant view. She takes a look at the three girls kneeling on the ground and frowns with disgust. His voice was majestic, proud and slow: "who are you that day's cheap maidservant who scolded me for fainting you?" The voice was as cold as if it had come from hell. It was like an icehouse. "It's a maidservant." Murong Zhining's face did not change: "I was in a hurry that day, and I came out at will, not intentionally offending the emperor. The emperor of Huayan is a king of Ming Dynasty, and his maidservant is very ashamed of what he said at that time. "

"Don't think you apologize, I will forgive you. You scolded me in front of so many people that day, which can not be offset by a good word. " Murong Zhining is not humble but not arrogant: "the maidservant didn't apologize, the maidservant just defended himself."

After listening to this, Yan Feng's face, just a little relieved, immediately recovered from the cold. He could even see the green tendons beside his temples, beating once and for all.

Suddenly there was a terrible silence around, and the eunuchs of the palace all hung their heads. They knew that the anger of the emperor was about to storm.

The eunuch next to Yanfeng shouted in a sharp voice, "how many heads do you have? Dare to offend the holy one again and again, this is the crime of killing the nine families! "

Murong Zhining's face is fearless and calm: "in this way, it's going to disappoint the emperor. Where do the nine clans come from when the maidservant was a child without father or mother and was alone? The emperor refused to give his maidservant a chance to defend himself all the time. It doesn't matter if he has one more crime and one less. "

Yan Feng was so angry that he never met such a bold woman. He is the son of heaven, and there is no reason to kill, but he has never ignored human life. However, the little girl has repeatedly questioned his wisdom, accusing him of being a tyrant who neglects human life.

Yan Feng is a little out of control, pointing to Murong Zhining with trembling fingers: "I will give you a chance to die and understand. I would like to have a look. How can you prove that you are not the daughter-in-law of the villa?"