C575 A courteous courage to speak of injustice

Within Rongyuan Palace.

Zhou Cheng Emperor sat on the dragon throne with a cold expression.

Xiao Zhenhai and Madam Xiao stood to the left of the hall. The leader of the imperial guards, Jiang Keji, and the head of the Ministry of Justice, Zhang Xun, were there.

The princess of An Kingdom, who had not shown her face for a long time, had also appeared.

Lian Yingyi, Lian Shiyi, and Feng Yingyao walked into the hall. Feng Zhenhai stole a glance at her, but Xiao Zhenhai seemed very calm.

When she looked over, she noticed that Feng Qianyue was also there with Xiao Zhenhai. They had been resting in the manor and had not seen him for quite some time.

It was said that in the past few days, he had been keeping a low profile while recuperating. During the period when Emperor Zhou Cheng was carrying his dragon body, he had personally gone to the Heaven Mountain to pick the snow lotus, which had bloomed once every thousand years, and delivered it to Emperor Zhou's bedside. He had been seriously injured and had fainted before the collapse of the dragon.

The sickly Emperor Zhou Cheng was greatly touched. In addition to the heartfelt words Feng Qianyue said to Emperor Zhou the day before his wedding, the sickly Emperor Zhou Cheng was also touched. As a result, he was much more amiable towards him —

So, from the looks of it, Feng Qianyue's entire person seemed to be in high and vigorous spirits compared to before.

These days, he had wholeheartedly and wholeheartedly planned to win back the trust of his royal father. It had been a while since he had fought with her, but seeing him like this, his heart inevitably throbbed because of her.

Her eyebrows were like jade feathers, and her complexion was astonishing. Today, she wore a water-red plum blossom, which was covered with golden ferns, revealing her slender white hands at the side of her sleeves. The moonlight thread picking skirt, on her waist was a round, round piece of mutton fat jade, and as she walked, the plum blossoms on the hem swayed, making her appear elegant and refined.

that one

She was becoming more and more beautiful, more and more charming. Her every movement was dignified.

Clearly, this was the appearance of the girl he liked.

Lian Ru Yue felt his gaze on her and her gaze slowly shifted to this man. Her gaze was still cold and aloof … Disdain.

Unfortunately … He secretly clenched his fists and slightly narrowed his eyes —

"Greetings, your Imperial Majesty."

"Young girl …" "Young daughter greets the Emperor."

The three of them knelt on the ground and paid their respects to the Emperor —

"Get up."

This time, Zhou Cheng Emperor did not let Lian Zhaoyi and Princess Thirteen get up. Even Zhaoyi was about to kneel down. Feng Yu turned his head to look at Lan Jing. Lan Jing's eyes flashed, and she immediately lowered her head.

Zhou Chengdi glanced at Jiang Keji. Jiang Keji walked up, clasped his hands, turned around and looked at Lan Jing. He asked,

"Orchid Fragrance Palace's maiden, Lan Jing. Yesterday night, you placed the burning rat into a prison cell and burned Princess Eleven to death, along with Xiao Shan. Do you know your crime?"

Lan Jing immediately lay prone on the ground, shivering. She said, "It, it was made by a servant."

"Why are you doing this?"

"Because, because …" Lan Jing's eyes roamed back and forth between Lian Ruyue and Feng Zuyao.

"If there's even the slightest lie in front of the emperor, then it's a great crime to execute the nine clans. If you tell him the truth, perhaps the emperor will be able to get away with it." Jiang Keji's torch-like gaze was fixed on the young palace maid in front of him as he interrogated her.

"Pah!" Suddenly, without waiting for Lan Jing to speak, Feng Yu walked up to her, raised her hand, and viciously slapped her in the face, saying, "Lan Jing, I've treated you well, but now you've caused me such a thing. How am I supposed to face Aunt Eleven's divine spirit in the future?"

"…" Lan Jing sucked in a breath of cold air, she stared blankly at Feng Changyao, who glared fiercely at her.

When Lian Zhaoyi heard this, his face turned pale, and he thought to himself: You're courting death!

Lian Ruyue shook her head and sighed, saying, 'If one wants to court death, it is impossible to stop it.' She had long predicted that with Feng Yu's personality, she would not be so straightforward in admitting to the evil deeds she had done.

"No, that's not it. Your Majesty is wise and wise. Yes, it's the princess. The princess asked this servant to do so. This servant, this servant doesn't dare disobey!" Lan Jing lowered her head and said.

Zhou Cheng Di's gaze suddenly turned cold as he looked towards Feng Zhenyao. Her heart trembled, and her face immediately paled, pretending to be wronged. Lian Zhao Yi turned his head and stared at her, indicating that she should do as Lian Ruyue said.

"No, royal father, it's not me, it's really not me, it's this servant girl. This servant girl had once suffered grievances at the hands of Sister Eleven, and Sister Eleven had once scolded her, she once told me that she suffered a great grievance, and that it must have been like this that caused her to burn Sister Eleven to death.

"Lan Jing, how dare you! You burned Sister Eleven to death, and now you say I was the one who ordered you to do so! How could I treat Sister Eleven so well? I swear to god, how could I have done anything to her?! My royal father, my royal father, is enlightened!"

Feng Wu Yao lay on the ground, sobbing loudly. The tears in her eyes looked as if she had truly suffered a great injustice.

"No, it's an injustice. Your servant doesn't dare, and Princess Eleven didn't beat up or scold your servant. She didn't …" Lan Jing hastily tried to defend herself.

"You're lying. That day, you accidentally offended Sister Eleven, so she let you hold the hot stove and burn your hand!" In fact, she had indeed seen a master punish a servant like this.

"Your majesty, your majesty, my princess has been wronged, wronged! Your majesty …"

At this moment, the sound of a palace maid wailing for injustice could be heard outside the hall, followed by the sound of guards berating her and driving her away.

The people in the hall were stunned. Feng Wu Yao turned around and looked outside the hall.

However, the owner of the voice refused to back down and continued to shout. "Your majesty, your majesty, Princess Eleven is not a bad person. She's a good person, and good people don't get rewarded, your majesty."

Moments later, Feng Degui hurriedly bowed and walked in.

"Feng Degui, who is making a ruckus outside the hall? Is this a capital offense? " Zhou Cheng Di frowned.

"Your majesty, the maid who served Princess Eleven before she died saluted. She suddenly barged in, saying that she wanted to avenge the princess." Feng De Gui said.

"A mere palace maid dares to cause a ruckus in our Hall of Prosperity? If you drag it out any longer, I'm afraid my staff will die." Zhou Cheng Di said as he raised his hand. In fact, he didn't want to see anyone related to Feng Lingyue.

"..." "Yes." Feng De Gui bowed and said.

"Your majesty, since today is the day the case of Eleventh and Xiao Shan being burned to death, that palace maid risked her life to cry out for injustice, so there must be some secret behind the situation. It would be better to let her in so that people know that the emperor is conducting a fair trial, what do you think, your majesty?" At this time, the princess of An Guo spoke up.

Hearing this, Zhou Chengdi nodded and said, "Princess An Guo's words are reasonable, but she dares to make a ruckus in front of the court. Living sins are inevitable, but Feng Degui will first give you twenty lashes for your staff. If you can handle it, then bring the others in."

"Yes."

The hall was very quiet, and not long after, a staff's voice could be heard. There was also the sound of Zhi Li trying his best not to cry, but in the end, he was unable to hold it in.

Lian Ru Yue secretly clenched her fist — she was bowing and resisting.

She had blood at the corner of her mouth and blood on her back. Her two legs dragged on the ground as the guards forcefully pushed her down to the ground, and a small palace maid risked her life to cry out for injustice. First, she had to use a staff, this was a rule.

When Feng Tang Yao saw this princess, his entire body shivered, and his face paled even more.

"What are you shouting for?" Princess An Guo looked at the servant in front of her and asked.

Master Li lay on the ground with his face covered in blood and tears as he wailed, "Your servant, Master Li, wants to avenge my princess. Princess Eleven is wrongly accused!"

"What injustice are you shouting?" Zhou Chengdi asked coldly.

"Your majesty, the princess of my house isn't as rude as the princess of Thirteenth, and she has never treated anyone harshly, much less used a hot stove to heat up this palace maid, Lan Jing. Princess Thirteen keeps saying that she is good to my princess, that she is lying, and that she is not good to Princess Eleven at all. On the contrary, a few days after she died, Princess Thirteen was still forcing our princess.

Zhili crawled on the ground, crying his heart out.