Chapter 111 detention

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date="2021-09-07"

title="Chapter 111 detention"

weight="135250"

series = ["Stigma (Yi Cong Yin)"]

mode = "manual"

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Duan mingchong approached the main hall and said, "go and find the cook from outside the palace."

The palace people really don't understand why the Marquis wants to find a cook. Now even the crown prince wants to find him.

He didn't dare to ask more, so he hurried to answer.

Duan mingchong took off his robe and said, "how's the Marquis house now?"

Pro Wei said: "the people of the Ministry of punishment took his Majesty's personal order to get people. The people under general Sui drew a knife and threatened them directly. At that time, there was a lot of noise. Finally, general Sui came forward to calm the situation."

Duan mingchong didn't hear what he wanted to hear. He frowned and said in a cold voice, "Gu is asking how the Marquis is is."

The pro guard was startled and hurriedly said: "the Marquis has gone with the people of the Ministry of punishment, and the general Sui has also followed. I think he will not treat the Marquis much harshly."

Duan mingchong looked like a drowning water and changed his clothes without saying a word.

Wumo quickly followed the palace man and bowed in. He knelt on the ground and trembled slightly. He said, "the grass people have seen your highness."

Duan mingchong turned his back to him and stroked his waist. Yan Yan sent him Peiyu. His tone didn't fluctuate: "Gu wants you to do something."

Wu Mo said, "yes, do you want to make cakes for the Marquis?"

Duan mingchong leaned slightly and looked at him coldly: "don't pretend. I know you're a Yan's man."

Wu Mo's whole body froze. Then he raised his head. Just now, his submissive look disappeared. He looked coldly at Duan mingchong and said, "Your Highness, I don't know the identity of the grass people in advance. He recognized it when I entered the palace. He didn't instruct the grass people to lurk in the east palace. In recent months, Lord Hou has never done anything harmful to your highness. I hope your highness will not... "

Duan mingchong said, "Gu won't be angry with him. You don't have to say more."

Wumo was relieved and said, "what does your highness want the grass people to do?"

Duan mingchong whispered, "I want you to go out of the palace."

Wu Mo was stunned and looked up at him suspiciously.

midnight.

Jun Jingxing looked ugly and walked back to the side yard through the manuscript corridor in the front yard. His mind was full of the scene that Sui Yan was taken away.

Yan probably never went to the prison of the Ministry of punishment. His first reaction was not fear, but novelty. Rao was so guilty in the court in the previous life. The Emperor just imprisoned him and never wanted to put him in the prison to die.

Jun Jingxing was speechless and didn't know what to say about him for a while. When Sui Pei went to the Ministry of punishment with him, Jun Jingxing didn't go to the hospital.

Today, old Yan's face is too ugly. Jun Jingxing wanted to pack up some calming powder and let someone send it to him. Before he entered the side yard, he vaguely smelled a smell of blood.

He raised the lantern in his hand, pushed the door open, walked along the bloody gas, and finally found the source under the window lattice of Sui Yan's room.

Jun Jingxing was stunned, and the lamp in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

"No wish?"

All covered with blood, she lay unconscious on the ground. She seemed to climb out of the water. She had formed a thin ice with the blood. Her face was pale and her breath was almost gone.

Jun Jingxing picked her up in horror, and the place touched by his hand was bone cold.

"Begonia, Begonia!"

Jun Jingxing held her directly in his arms and raised his voice to call Begonia.

When Yan was taken away, Begonia couldn't sleep with tears. Hearing Jun Jingxing's voice, he hurriedly came out with a lamp and was shocked to see that he had no wish in his arms.

"This..."

Jun Jingxing said, "go and prepare hot water. The more, the better!"

Begonia asked no more and ran away quickly.

Jun Jingxing held Wuxiang in his room, put it on the couch, took the quilt and wrapped it tightly around her.

Fortunately, Jun Jingxing's room was very close to Yan at the same age, and the charcoal pots were burned all day.

Jun Jingxing calmly turned out a small porcelain bottle in his medicine box, stuffed a medicine into his unwilling mouth, and reluctantly hung her life.

Soon, Begonia asked servants to bring boiling hot water in.

Jun Jingxing took a look and his face turned green: "do you want to kill the pig to remove its skin? Pour cold water! "

Begonia was in situ, so anxious that she nodded in cold water.

Jun Jingxing and Begonia tossed until midnight and finally warmed up their unwilling body.

Begonia was so tired that he dozed off. He was pushed by Jun Jingxing and said, "go back to sleep. Remember, don't mention anything to anyone tonight, otherwise your young master's life will be lost."

Begonia woke up and said, "who, who can't?"

Jun Jingxing deliberately said the matter very seriously: "no one can do it, especially Li Zhao."

Begonia blinked blankly: "what's the matter with Uncle Zhao?"

Jun Jingxing didn't say much: "just know it yourself. Go back and have a rest."

Begonia didn't know why, but he had been with Yan for many years. He knew not to ask more questions, nodded slightly and turned away.

Jun Jingxing closed the door and turned around. He saw that no wish had opened his eyes.

The injuries on her body have been handled by Jun Jingxing, and the most serious arrow feather that almost passed through her heart has been pulled out. As long as she survives tonight, there will be no big problem.

The wishful long feather eyelashes blinked, and soon it was like remembering something. When he put his elbow on the bed, he would get up.

Jun Jingxing hurriedly walked over, pressed her shoulder and said, "don't move. You're too hurt. You should cultivate yourself."

If someone else had been injured like this, he would have been in a coma for a long time. don't know how strong the willpower of this soft looking woman is, but she woke up.

disguise on her unwilling face has been attacked by hot water. She looks cold and beautiful, but her face is too pale. She looks so weak that it seems that she will turn into smoke in the next moment.

Wu Yuan looked at Jun Jingxing in a daze and said in a dumb voice, "Wu Yuan... Wu Yuan is incompetent and has hurt the little master... I'm going to save the little master..."

Jun Jingxing sighed gently and said, "he'll be fine. It's you instead. Don't worry about it. Get well."

Unwilling or forced to get up, the wound just wrapped exuded blood because of her actions.

Jun Jingxing directly pressed her shoulder and made her unable to move. He said coldly, "do you want to save him? I think you'll die if you can't get out of this door. Isn't your life your life? "

Unwilling to look at him blankly, her nature was timid and introverted. She was scolded by Jun Jingxing for a long time before she said, "but... Unwilling to live for the little master."

Jun Jingxing said, "who instilled such ideas into you? Everyone is born in the world. No one lives for anyone. You are a person, not an accessory of others. Even if Yan Zhen is dead, it's none of your business. "

Jun Jingxing wanted to appease Wu wish to prevent her from running around. He just gave an example at will. Unexpectedly, Wu wish listened blankly. His weak body suddenly burst up, his fingers and a knife against Jun Jingxing's neck and severely pressed him on the ground.

Jun Jingxing: "

Jun Jingxing was caught off guard and fell to the ground with no intention. His head hit the ground directly, "Dong" made a loud noise.

He was hit and dizzy. It took him a long time to gather his sight.

Unwilling to press on him, his face was pale and cold sweat rustled down, but he still forced himself against Jun Jingxing's neck and gasped: "you... Don't curse the little master!"

Jun Jingxing: "

Jun Jingxing almost screamed, "are you crazy?!"

I didn't want to see a burst of white in front of me, but I still forced myself to keep the posture of killing. I said with difficulty: "you... Take back your words..."

Jun Jingxing: "

Jun Jingxing took a deep breath, coughed and murmured, "I knew she had a brain problem. What do you know about her?"

After finding a step for himself, Jun Jingxing grabbed his thin wrist and said angrily, "OK, I'll take it back. Your little master must live a long life and won't have an accident, OK?"

Unwilling to tilt his head slightly, he said, "say it again."

Jun Jingxing: "

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't fight, Jun Jingxing would have beaten someone long ago.

Jun Jingxing repeated again, unwilling to stare at his face for a while, which confirmed that he had not said anything against his heart.

She breathed a sigh of relief and released her hand gently.

Feeling her strength removed, Jun Jingxing pushed her hand away and was about to stab her with a needle. He saw the unwilling body shake gently and hit him directly.

Jun Jingxing was almost hit and vomited blood. At a glance, the beautiful girl had fainted.

Jun Jingxing: "

Sin.

The night was deep and the sky was full of stars.

The people of the Ministry of punishment arrested Sui Yan in accordance with the emperor's order, and invited Sui Yu, the God of plague.

Sui Yu just sat there. No one dared to move Sui Yan. Moreover, the Ministry of punishment basically has little real power in the court, not to mention the Marquis of the current Dynasty.

The trial of responsibility and punishment is the business of Dali temple. As long as they stay in the Ministry of punishment overnight, the emperor will deal with Dali temple tomorrow.

The officials of the Ministry of punishment complained endlessly, and did not dare to push Sui Yan into the prison. They had to confess Sui Yan like their ancestors.

The Yamen of the Ministry of punishment was brightly lit. After a while, people moved charcoal pots in and placed them in every corner. After a while, the surroundings were warm.

Year old Yan just got out of year old Yu's arms, comfortably stretched out his waist, looked at it at will and said, "this is the Ministry of punishment. It's nothing special to look at it."

Year old Yan looked around and didn't think there was any fun. He sat by the charcoal basin and warmed the fire. He was heartless and heartless.

Sui Pei wrapped his cloak around Sui Yan, looked coldly at the Minister of punishment and said faintly, "Sir, please take out the letters from the princess of Nanjiang who forgot to return."

The Ministry of justice as like as two peas, who had been sleeping from the quilt, had been caught in the old year's spirit. The cold days were always spreading sweat. He sent people to the letter and laughed. "The general can see, these letters are more than two days a day, and they are forged and identical."

She frowned and turned over. She found that it was indeed Yan's handwriting, and the content was very detailed.

The old man raised his head and said, "forget to return. Has your handwriting been exposed?"

The Minister of justice of the Ministry of punishment turned green on one side. He thought that this year old general was really protecting his weaknesses. The evidence was conclusive, and he only cared for his brother. No wonder he raised Yan into such a rebellious look.

Yan kehuo was sleepy when he caught fire. He heard "ah" and tilted his head: "maybe, yes, I don't know."

Li Zhao always accompanies him and serves him. Xu is his pen.

"I don't know," said Sui Pei with a sneer, rattling the unfolded letter and mercilessly mocking, "if you don't leak out your handwriting, you can be imitated like this. I don't believe 10000."

Year old Yan: "

Nonsense, my words are taught by the imperial master. They look great!

Year old Yan whispered and walked over. He opened a letter and scanned it at a glance. It happened that "he" colluded with the princess of Nanjiang and thought about murdering the emperor on New Year's Eve.

Yan said, "what am I doing on New Year's Eve?"

The Minister of punishment on one side hurriedly found out another letter and pointed to it: "Lord Hou was seriously ill, so it was over. Here is your reply."

Year old Yan "Oh", took a look and said, "it's really like a model."

If it hadn't been for this, Yan would have believed it himself.

The Minister of punishment wiped a sweat again and said with a dry smile: "general, the evidence is conclusive. Should I let the Marquis..."

Before he finished, he gave him a cold look and said, "forget to return. I just got seriously ill a few days ago. I haven't cultivated myself yet. If I get cold and fall seriously ill in a prison surrounded by cold wind, can you afford it?"

The Minister of punishment hesitated and said, "this... This is the rule..."

Sui Pei sneered: "let's not say whether forgetting to return has done these things or not. Even if he did, his Majesty would not publicly execute the Duke of the dynasty. Before Dali temple has made a final decision on punishment, adults want to detain forgetting to return. Oh, he's weak. What's the difference between going into that ice hole and pushing him to death? Sir, what is your heart? "

Minister of punishment: "

Year old Yan was very cooperative and tilted in year old's arms. He pretended to cough a few times. In fact, his face was buried in year old's clothes and had been trying hard to bear a smile.

In just a few words, Sui Pei put a charge of murdering the current Marquis on the head of the Minister of punishment, forcing the Minister of punishment to sweat more.

"General, where is this..."

Sui Pei, with one hand around Sui Yan's shoulder, was shocked and said coldly: "the reason why I said to let you forget to return to the criminal Department yamen is that I don't want to make things big in the face of adults. I also believe that forgetting to return will not do such a thing of colluding with outsiders to murder your majesty. Tomorrow's court will naturally forget to return to justice. Adults will be convicted if they are pressed so hard step by step, It's biased. "

Minister of punishment: "

To the end

Who is pressing?

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