"Again and again, not again and again, no matter what, I decided to kill that bitch tonight!" Ye Junqing felt uncomfortable as long as he saw Yao Suluan still living freely.
"The prince hates Yao Suluan, and so does Mo Wan. The reason why Mo Wan lets her live until now is not only because she has the testimony in her hand, but more importantly, Mo Wan will tell the world about the death of her eldest sister in the future.
If Yao Suluan dies, he will die without evidence! Does the prince believe that one day, Mo Wan will let the person who harmed the eldest sister kowtow in front of the eldest sister's mausoleum and confess his guilt, and then commit suicide and die!" A cold chill rolled through Yao's deep eyes.
Every word Mo Wan spoke seemed to stir up the blood in Ye Junqing's heart like a thorn.
"She is Mo Xin's sister after all. I got the right person!" Ye Junqing swallowed her tears and nodded fiercely.
"By saying this, the prince approves of Mo Wan's actions?" Yao Mowan put away the coldness in her eyes and looked at Ye Junqing suspiciously.
"Of course, you are more thoughtful than I thought. Yes, Mo Xin died tragically, and the person who harmed her should not die so easily!" Ye Junqing was relieved and temporarily put aside his murderous intention towards Yao Suluan.
"Well, Your Majesty, hurry up and eat. After dinner, help Mowan do something." From this moment on, Yao Mowan knew that she could let Ye Junqing do anything without any scruples.
"I'm not going to eat. I have to do something important. What's the matter?" Ye Junqing stood up immediately and looked at Yao Mowan passionately.
"Mo Wan's words are comparable to chicken blood." Seeing Ye Junqing's behavior, Yao Mowan couldn't help but sigh. Ye Junqing heard it and turned to stone.
At ten o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Hongyi originally wanted to visit Yao Mowan in Guanju Palace, but when he walked to the Imperial Garden, he suddenly heard a quarrel not far away.
"What happened?" Ye Hongyi asked sternly with a gloomy face.
"Old slave, send someone to see it now!" An Bingshan immediately turned around and wanted to tell the young eunuch behind him to run, but was stopped by Ye Hongyi.
"That's all, I'll go there myself." Ever since the elixir made in An Bingshan was verified by Juechen, Ye Hongyi became more and more convinced and took the medicine on time every day. In the past two days, whenever he thought of Yao Mowan, his body would immediately collapse.
There was a reaction, but the reaction only lasted for half a cup of tea and then disappeared without a trace. In this case, he really shouldn't go to Guanju Palace.
An Bingshan's condition is not much better than that of Ye Hongyi. Although he has no feelings about things between men and women, since taking the elixir, An Bingshan feels that his limbs are weak and his head is dizzy. Sometimes there are two masters in front of him.
In front of the dry well, Ye Junling held the young eunuch's collar in his hands, his clear eyes as cold as ice.
"You dare to stop me?" Ye Junqing roared angrily. As he spoke, he pushed the young eunuch away and strode towards the dry well.
"No, Your Majesty, there is nothing here, what is Your Majesty doing!" The little eunuch stepped forward in fear and hugged Ye Junqing's feet, begging with a grimace on his face.
"It's your turn to control what I want to do! Get out of the way!" Ye Junqing kicked the little eunuch away, and when he was about to start again, he suddenly heard a cold voice coming from behind.
"What are you doing here?" Ye Junqing turned around when he heard the voice, and when he saw it was Ye Hongyi, he immediately raised his hands and saluted.
"My brother, please bow to the emperor." Seeing Ye Hongyi appear, the little eunuch who had just been kicked to the ground suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. At this moment, he was kneeling on one side regardless of the pain, shaking like chaff.
"Well, Jun Qing, what are you doing here?" Ye Hongyi glanced at the young eunuch, then turned to look at Ye Junqing.
"Back to the emperor, I just saw what this guy threw into the well. I was curious and wanted to see it. Unexpectedly, this servant was blocking him life and death. I felt something was wrong, so I started arguing with him. I didn't want to disturb the saint.
Please forgive me, Your Majesty." Ye Junqing spoke truthfully.
"Oh? What did you throw in there?" Ye Hongyi turned to look at the little eunuch, only to see the little eunuch buried his head between his legs and his body was shaking like a fallen leaf. Seeing that the little eunuch didn't speak, An Bingshan stepped forward immediately.
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"Damn slave, the emperor is asking you a question!" An Bingshan deliberately approached the young eunuch, and then he saw that the person kneeling on the ground was none other than his confidant Xiao Dunzi.
"Go back to the emperor. I didn't throw anything away." Xiao Dunzi said, looking at An Bingshan with pleading eyes. Only then did An Bingshan realize the seriousness of the matter. Last night, he tortured a palace maid to death due to itchy hands.
It was left to this little Atsushi to deal with it. Now that I think about it, this Little Atsushi must have just thrown the palace maid into the well because she thought it was a long way.
"Nonsense! What I saw with my own eyes, can it be false?" Ye Junqing stepped forward immediately and kicked Xiao Dunzi in the chest.
"Jun Qing, why are you so angry? I ordered people to go down the well and take a look. If there is really something shameful, I will kill him." Ye Hongyi felt that his energy was listless, and it was difficult to even stand.
"Your Majesty, I'll leave this matter to this old slave, why don't you go back and rest?" An Bingshan walked up to Ye Hongyi with a guilty conscience and recommended himself.
"That's fine." Just when Ye Hongyi was about to turn around, he suddenly smelled a familiar smell. He turned around with a sharp gaze. The alchemy room was so closed that there was no way any smell could come out, and even if it came out, it wouldn't come out.
It spread so far. Although Ye Hongyi was sluggish, his brain was very easy to use. This smell was clearly the smell of the pills he took every day.
"Your Majesty?" An Bingshan didn't understand and looked at his master suspiciously.
"Jun Qing, please don't worry about such trivial matters. Leave it to the slaves to deal with it. I suddenly remembered that there is an important document that I have not approved. Please help me bring all the documents on the Long Case to Guanju Palace.
This body." Ye Hongyi said softly with a weak voice.
"But. Okay, brother, I'll go right now." Ye Hongyi glanced at the dry well in confusion before turning around and leaving.
The moment Ye Junqing left, Ye Hongyi's eyes suddenly turned sharp and he turned around and ordered his guards to go down to the well to investigate.
"Your Majesty, will this old slave take you back to Longqian Palace?" An Bingshan was used to this smell and didn't notice anything at the moment. He just wanted to send Ye Hongyi away quickly, but he was facing Ye Hongyi's cold light.
He couldn't help but keep silent.
An Bingshan thought to himself that the emperor knew something about his affairs, and he might have transferred Ye Junqing to save some face for himself. Just as An Bingshan was thinking about it, he saw the guards carrying out a dead body from the well.
"Reporting to your Majesty, there are at least thirty such corpses under the well." The guard said, and Ye Hongyi's dark eyes suddenly became as cold as frost.
"Bring them all up!" Ye Hongyi roared angrily, his gloomy eyes staring closely at the corpse of the palace maid.
"What. What's going on?" The moment he saw the woman's body, An Bingshan felt the blood all over his body suddenly condensed, and his throat choked. He walked forward, his steps were messy, and the palace maid in front of him was clearly carrying Ye Ye on his back.
Why did the maid who tested the medicine that Hong Yi smuggled out of the palace appear here?
"Your Majesty." An Bingshan looked at Ye Hongyi in panic.
"Come here! Go and invite the imperial master!" Ye Hongyi roared angrily, his dark eyes filled with a faint chill. At this moment, the guards had already loaded up thirty female corpses from the bottom of the well.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, An Bingshan's legs couldn't help but tremble, and the fly whisk in his hand was messy in the wind. The corpses all had pale complexions, sunken eyes, and were as thin as wood, all signs of poisoning.