Ning Tianyuan lowered his eyes and looked at him, "It turns out that the person eavesdropping outside the window that day was you!"
Yan Chengxi's face turned pale, and then his head hung down weakly.
Twenty years ago, Prime Minister Zuo brought a baby girl into the palace, and then took the baby girl back to Yun Mansion. Later, the emperor personally named Yun Chu and made her Princess An Ning.
In that incident, in addition to the dead Jiang Ning'er, Feng Lingxiao, Shen Sheng, Ning Tianyuan himself, Yun Tu and Wu Chuncheng, there was another person who eavesdropped outside the window.
Ning Tianyuan has been investigating this person for twenty years, and it was only today that he finally confirmed that the person was Yan Chengxi.
"Twenty years, you have lied to me for twenty years, how can I tolerate you?!"
Ning Tianyuan asked in a deep voice.
"My lord, you deserve to die!" Yan Chengxi said helplessly with his face downcast.
"Then you go and die!" Ning Tianyuan took a deep breath, "In recognition of your hard work for Ning Guo these years, I will absolve you of the crime of killing the nine tribes!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Yan Chengxi bowed deeply, with tears streaming down his face.
Ning Tianyuan waved gently, and the leader of the Longhu Camp standing behind him winked, and his men immediately threw a knife at Yan Chengxi.
The cold knife fell on the bluestone ground and made a crisp sound.
Yan Chengxi slowly picked up the knife on the ground and raised his hand to hang himself.
The blade was very cold, and it hurt when it slid across his neck. Yan Chengxi looked at the blood spurting out from his neck, and what sounded in his ears was the voice of Yun Tu, his old enemy for many years.
"We are all getting old. It's time to go home and have our grandchildren and enjoy happiness. Why are you arguing so much!"
Before he died, he suddenly had a thought.
If this is the case, if Yuntu tells him in advance, will he stop and will he be able to live in peace?!
It's a pity that all this can only become what-if.
The knife fell to the ground.
Yan Chengxi fell to the ground.
Blood flowed out and flowed all over the floor, staining his brand-new official robe dark red, making it look dirty and ugly.
Below one person, above ten thousand people, with a lifetime of glory, but ended up like this. This Prime Minister, I don't know if he has the face to see the heaviness in the ground.
Ning Tianyuan looked at the blood on the ground and frowned.
His eyes followed the blood and fell on Concubine Yi, who was standing alone in the hall.
Concubine Yi's little face was already as pale as paper. In her panic, she even forgot to salute.
Ning Tianyuan clasped his hands in his sleeves and glanced at Concubine Yi's visibly bulging belly before finally letting go of his fingers.
"Demoted to an ordinary palace servant, under strict supervision. After giving birth to a dragon son, he will be sentenced to death immediately!"
"Yes!" The men around him responded respectfully. Looking at Concubine Yi who was still standing on the ground, a eunuch screamed, "You are so brave, you still don't thank me?!"
Concubine Yi raised her face and looked at Ning Tianyuan who was standing high up. An almost imperceptible smile flashed across her lips. Then, she lifted up her skirt and knelt down to salute with difficulty.
"My slave, thank you Lord for your kindness!"
Ning Tianyuan looked at the woman kneeling in a pool of blood and raised her eyebrows slightly.
At this time, shouldn’t we cry and beg for mercy?
How could this woman be so calm and calm? It seemed that death was not scary to her at all.
The Concubine Yi in front of him looked nothing like the Concubine Yi he knew.
"Your Majesty!" There was a rapid sound of footsteps outside the palace, and a young eunuch hurriedly ran up the steps, "Your Majesty, the Queen is about to give birth!"
Hearing this, Ning Tianyuan still had the mood to pay attention to Concubine Yi. He immediately turned around and ran towards Fengyi Hall.