Chapter 11 The ashes will not be given to the Prime Minister
Shen Nanxiao's eyes tightened, and the strength of his hands suddenly increased.
Just as he was about to strangle the person to death, Gu Tingfang's lazy voice came slowly, "Xiang Shen."
The strength of Shen Nanxiao's hand suddenly relaxed, and Yin Luzhu staggered back a few steps.
She subconsciously touched her neck.
There was a brief silence in Zhaode Hall, and after a while, Gu Tingfang sighed inaudibly.
This person is the only seedling in the Chu Xiang Palace, so he still needs to be protected.
So, he said: "Yin Luzhu, apologize to the Prime Minister."
Gu Tingfang's words reached his eardrums, and Yin Luzhu suddenly paused.
She put down the hand that was caressing her neck and straightened her back calmly.
Turning her head slightly, she glanced coldly at Shen Nanxiao.
"Your Majesty, although I am of no great use to the country, I am still a member of the royal family, and I will never bend down easily and let others trample on me."
After a pause, she added: "A king with a different surname is also a king!"
Gu Tingfang: "..."
Shen Nanxiao: "..."
For a moment, neither of them spoke, and their probing eyes fell on Yin Luzhu.
Is this person still Yin Luzhu?
In the past, if he encountered something like this, he would always apologize when asked, kneel down when asked, not daring to say more than half a sentence, not daring to take a breath.
Those in power are obedient, while the common people attack hard.
But at this moment...
Gu Tingfang looked at Yin Luzhu, who had firm eyes, expressionlessly, "If you don't apologize, you will be punished eighty times with a cane."
This Yin Luzhu has always been afraid of pain and punishment, so I don't believe that he won't apologize obediently.
However, contrary to Gu Tingfang's expectation, Yin Luzhu knelt down and saluted.
"If the king wants to punish me, I will suffer it!"
"..." Gu Tingfang was slightly stunned.
Even though he thought he knew Yin Luzhu very well, he never thought that this man would be so upright today, which caught people off guard.
Yin Luzhu's body has always been weak, and with this eighty stick, the Chu Xiang Palace may be able to hold funerals.
But, you have no joke.
Just when Gu Tingfang was in a dilemma, Shen Nanxiao's cold voice sounded in a low voice.
"If Prince Yin is willing to let King Chu Xiang hand over the antidote and let Shen Jinzhao go, Shen will no longer be held accountable for what happened today."
Hearing this, Yin Luzhu looked directly at Shen Nanxiao with cold and sharp eyes.
"I remember what Xiang Guo said."
Just when they both thought she was ready to compromise, they heard her say.
"Since Shen Jinzhao has entered the gate of my Prince Chu Xiang's Mansion, then even if he dies, he will have to die in the Prince Chu Xiang's Mansion. Even if only his ashes are left, this prince will not be given to the Prime Minister even if he is exalted."
Every word Yin Luzhu spoke was like a domineering oath, making the two men in Zhaode Palace stunned.
Shocked by her courage and rogueness.
Gu Tingfang looked at Yin Luzhu, and something strange flashed through her heart.
At this moment, the Yinlu Bamboo is like a bunch of tenacious green radish, which can quietly destroy all the splendor of the world. It is also like the elegant guest playing the piano in the forest, who can penetrate the myriad illusions of the world by gently plucking the strings with his fingers.
Is the ridiculous, playboy in the past the real Yin Luzhu, or is the fearless and sharp-edged person now the real him?
Shen Nanxiao's hands hanging in her sleeves squeezed tightly.
His eyes were cold and calm, like a wild wolf in the wilderness, glowing with a deep and boundless dangerous light.
He said: "Your Majesty, since Prince Yin is so capable, why not leave the case of convicting Yang Qiankun to him."