"Why didn't the Emperor suddenly care so much about the Eighth Prince and actually use people from the military base?" Prince Changyang was very puzzled.
For a while, the hall was filled with nothing but crying and contemplation, and no one could figure out why.
"Ahem..."
A cough sounded, and Yingge helped Luo Wen walk in, followed by Du Yi.
Zhan Yi saw that Luo Wen was awake and hurriedly walked up to him and pulled him: "Luo Wen, you are her hidden guard. Please tell me what happened."
"Someone sent a false letter to the eighth prince to trick him into leaving the palace." Du said.
"who is it?"
"People from Dongsi, the Eighth Prince suddenly disappeared that day. A subordinate found a note in the courtyard. The eldest lady was in the palace that day. After reading the note, she hurried out of the palace to pursue the Eighth Prince."
"Dongsi? How to prove it?" Prince Changyang asked.
"We saw Princess Dongsi, the Prince Consort, and the Dongsi Royal Guard on the mountain with our own eyes. That day..." Luo Wen told everything he knew.
After a brief silence, they all looked at the lying child.
Her left shoulder, which was exposed outside the white cloth, was covered in blood and flesh, and her body was covered with scars. The eighth prince was almost unscathed, yet the emperor actually said such words.
"Dongsi dares to commit murder near the capital of Kyoto, you really don't take Beili seriously." Prince Helian scolded angrily.
"I will enter the palace now and report this matter to the emperor. Ye Qianning has done a good job in protecting the eighth prince. Such confusion of right and wrong is really heartbreaking." Prince Changyang said and turned around and walked out.
"I will go with you." Prince Helian raised his heels.
Dean Chen, how many people are heartbroken and devastated?
It really lit up people's hearts. Although Zhan Chi's words were extreme, he was right. Can Beili like this really have a future?
Dongsi chased him, managed to escape, but died at the hands of his own country's soldiers. What a ridiculous thing.
"Yuan Yintang, I will kill him if I kill the family." Mrs. Zhan's weak voice was filled with sternness.
"Madam, don't worry, he must die, and the people behind him will not be easy." Zhan Yi thought of something: "Someone, bring the bandits who set fire to Sifang Mountain to the front court. I want to interrogate him personally."
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Bac Lo Palace.
Sang Zhi fell asleep on the way back to the palace and did not wake up for most of the day.
After Emperor Beili returned to the palace, he took the unconscious Sang directly to the palace. This move surprised the concubines and princes in the harem, and even the queen was shocked.
Doesn’t the emperor look down on the eighth prince the most?
Why do you suddenly pay so much attention to it? No prince has ever rested in the emperor's palace, not even the favored prince.
No one except Yuan Guifei knows why.
Concubine Yuan Gui was very angry when she heard that Sang Zhi had returned to the palace safe and sound. In his eyes, Ye Qianning was just a small role, and there were ways to squeeze her to death.
The person she wanted to kill the most in Sifang Mountain was Sang Zhi. The secret in his eyes would become the biggest stumbling block for the prince.
"Your Majesty, do you want to go take a look?" the palace maid asked.
"Let's go, I want to see how the emperor takes his eyes." Concubine Yuan Gui led the maid out of the palace.
At this time, more than ten imperial doctors were standing in line in Longlin Hall, diagnosing the eighth prince's pulse one by one.
"How?" Emperor Beili asked.
The imperial doctor stood up and hurriedly knelt down: "Back to the emperor, the eighth prince suffered only superficial injuries, and his body is not seriously injured."
"Why isn't he awake yet?"
"The Eighth Prince was frightened and fell asleep."
"When can I wake up?"
"This... I cannot diagnose."
Emperor Beili's eyes narrowed: "What's the use of you, get out."
