In the past few days, there has been chaos in the court.

First, when the forbidden army was searching the house of the deposed prince, they rescued a half-mad old maid.

This old woman was the only survivor among the group of palace people who served the queen to "give birth". According to her confession, the imperial guards dug up three corpses in the dry well outside the cold palace wall, which is enough to prove that the old lady's "going to mother" Keeping children" is not groundless.

Immediately afterwards, the newly appointed doctor of the Imperial Hospital went to Kunning Palace to ask for pulse, and unexpectedly found that Empress Feng had lost her fertility many years ago, and she did not look like a person who had given birth to a prince at all from the skeleton!

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the court was shocked.

If Empress Feng confuses the royal family's bloodlines, really hides the emperor's surrogacy to give birth to a child, and pretends to be the eldest son of the child born to the humble palace maid around her, then she will commit the crime of deceiving the emperor and die!

The post-abolishment is imminent, but the Kunning Palace is still surrounded by Buddha sandalwood.

The queen leaned on the bed with her arms crossed, closed her eyes and twirled the beads, as if she ignored Ning Yin who was leisurely strolling into the hall.

"Back then, the Yu family rose from the battlefield, while the Feng family declined. Your status was in jeopardy. You urgently needed to give birth to the eldest son to stabilize your position. Unfortunately, you had a miscarriage and lost your fertility since then."

Ning Yin stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the pitiful golden Buddha statue in the hall, with a cold and elegant voice, "The emperor is very interested in the women who robbed him. You are afraid that your infertility will be exposed, and you will fall out of favor and become the empress." If you are not in the same position, you simply killed the imperial physician who was inquiring, and then used drugs to confuse the emperor, so that the dowry maid around you served the emperor instead of you, and conceived a child."

"You pretended to be dying of poisoning just to deceive me?"

Empress Feng didn't change her face, "Let me see the emperor."

"You had a thorough plan, you kept everyone in the dark, and even executed the servants who served you one by one before they were about to leave the palace."

Ning Yin patted the Buddha statue sitting on the lotus, and then ran over the incense burner, as if he was just taking a casual walk to visit, "But you didn't expect that a fish that slipped through the net escaped. Not to mention that when the corpse and evidence were buried, they would be buried That crazy woman in the cold palace bumped into her."

"I want to meet the emperor."

"Although the crazy woman was imprisoned in the cold palace, the defense was extremely tight because the dog emperor would often stay overnight. You began to have trouble sleeping and eating, thinking about how to get rid of that woman logically."

"All of this is your speculation."

Empress Feng said, "What's more, the abolished prince has committed great treason and injustice. He has already obeyed the law, and his past is no longer important."

Ning Yin withdrew his hand from the incense burner, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it: "That's why you let Cui assassinate Ning Tan when the palace incident failed."

Empress Feng paused as she twirled the Buddha beads, she naturally knew that Ning Yin's words were for clichés.

Now that the abolished prince is dead, as long as the maid who gave birth was never found and there is insufficient evidence, no one can convict her.

And no one will ever find the location where the maidservant hides.

Empress Feng took a deep breath: "Do you have evidence for what you said? Just a few words from the Imperial Hospital and a few dead bones of unknown origin are not enough to frame me."

Ning Yin stood in front of the Buddha statue and did not answer for a long time.

Empress Feng's mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.

Sure enough... the **** born of a **** has mediocre methods.

"This Buddha statue is very good."

Ning Yin looked at this kind-browed and kind-looking Buddha statue with his hands behind his back for a long time, then suddenly said.

"Where is it good?" Queen Feng asked.

"Good size."

Ning Yin squinted, and said lightly, "Just enough to hide a dead bone."

Empress Feng suddenly opened her eyes.

The sharp nails cut off the bracelet, and the beads fell to the ground.

Almost at the same time, a maidservant standing nearby took out the dagger hidden in her sleeve and stabbed straight at Ning Yin's neck.

Before the dagger touched a strand of Ning Yin's hair, it was sent flying, and was nailed into the Buddha statue with a ding.

Then the maid's eyes opened wide, her neck twisted in a strange posture, and she fell to the ground.

The body of the maid who assassinated the maid was quickly dragged down, Ning Yin walked forward slowly, raised her hand to hold the dagger nailed into the Buddha statue, and swiped down hard.

The golden skin was rolled up, the lime oozes out, and a withered finger and the corner of the court lady's clothes are exposed from the twisted crack.

The Buddha statue has a compassionate smile, which is in strong contrast with the crouched corpse that can be seen vaguely in the crevice, which is extremely awe-inspiring.

Seeing that the body of the palace maid Qing Luo was found, Empress Feng's face completely changed.

Everyone thought that the queen was praying for the world, so they worshiped the Buddha with Princess Deyang. No one knew that she was pretending to be kind, just to cover up the sins she had committed.

"Now, how should the king deal with the queen?"

Ning Yin turned around and sat down, lightly tapping the armrest of the seat with her index finger.

"You are not qualified to interrogate the Palace privately."

The queen pinched her palms and forced herself to be calm.

"Yes."

Ning Yin stopped tapping her finger, and said creepy words in the most harmless and soft tone, "A person like the queen who sincerely pays respect to the Buddha should sit in a vat to testify."

Queen Feng's eyes widened suddenly.

The so-called sitting jar is to put the monk into the jar and bury it in the ground. If the body does not rot in three years, he can become a Buddha in the flesh.

For pious eminent monks, this is the way to prove the Tao and become a Buddha, but for ordinary people, it is tantamount to being buried alive.

This little beast wants to bury her alive!

Seeing the big urn carried into the palace by the Imperial Army, Empress Feng's composure fell apart.

Her face was contorted, and she almost said sharply: "I want to see the emperor! No one can deal with me except the emperor!"

But it was too late, too late.

The door of the palace closed behind him, Ning Yin's face was cold, and he couldn't see much pleasure.

Folding Halberd followed behind, silent for a while, finally couldn't hold back and asked: "The Empress has no way out, why doesn't Your Highness send her to prison?"

According to Ning Yin's ruthless and vengeful temperament, an enemy like the queen should be left behind to be tortured slowly.

Ning Yin couldn't see any joy or anger on his face, he wiped his fingers with a handkerchief and said, "This king is in a hurry to get married, so naturally he has to deal with those who are in the way quickly."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Zheji always feels that when the master mentions the word "marriage", a very shallow smile melts in his black and cold eyes.

The carriage stopped outside the palace gate.

The attendant knew that the master was going to the Yu Mansion after finishing his work, so he told him, "Your Highness, the second Miss Yu has gone to Tang Gong's Mansion."

Ning Yin got into the carriage, put the sleeve robe on the beast stove to dye it for a while, and raised her eyes slightly.

The attendant immediately understood and told the coachman: "Go to Tang Gong's mansion."

…

After all, the old lady Tang did not survive this winter, and went to the immortals on a crane.

Tang Buli became an orphan overnight, her family has a big business, and she is coveted by others. After hearing the news, Yu Lingxi didn't have time to clean up, so she changed into plain clothes and hurried to the house to pay a memorial service.

The white silk of the Tang Mansion was dazzling, and the hall where the coffin was held was full of people. Even the unnamed descendants of several generations away came here, all of them hypocritical, eyeing the huge and wealthy family property of the Tang Mansion covetously.

There are also famous families who came to the door under the banner of paying homage, but actually came to see the excitement, crowded together in a mess.

When Yu Lingxi got out of the carriage, she saw a young scholar in old Confucian clothes standing in front of the gate of Duke Tang's mansion.

Seeing that this person looked familiar, Yu Lingxi couldn't help but pay more attention.

Then I remembered, isn't this handsome and quiet face the same as Zhou Yunqing, the scholar Tang Buli once sponsored, the future young minister of Dali Temple?

"Did Mr. Zhou come to pay homage to the old lady?" Yu Lingxi asked.

If he came for Tang Buli, Yu Lingxi would like to introduce him.

Hearing her voice, Zhou Yunqing seemed to be disturbed, bowed slightly, then turned and left.

A little introverted and dull, just looking at his appearance, no one would have guessed that he would be the most powerful "cold-faced judge" under Ning Yin's command in the future.

Yu Lingxi didn't think too much, and asked Qing Xiao who was behind her casually: "I asked you to support this person in the name of A Li, can you do it?"

Qing Xiao nodded and said: "This person is a high-ranking person, and he doesn't want to take money, so his subordinates regularly buy some high-quality paper and ink books to send, using the name of Lord Qingping."

"Very good." Yu Lingxi felt a little relieved.

In the main hall, a pair of strange middle-aged couples are greeting the honored guests of the memorial ceremony.

The real master, Tang Buli, knelt quietly in front of the coffin in filial piety with a strip of white linen tied on his forehead,

When Yu Lingxi saw her tall and thin back, her nose turned sour.

In her previous life, no one understands the grief of a loved one's death and being alone better than her.

"A Li."

Yu Lingxi first bowed three times to the old matriarch's coffin, then Fang squatted down and looked at Tang Buli, and said softly, "My condolences."

Tang Buli pursed his lips, and the tears that had dried up were about to burst again.

She quietly wiped her eyes, choked up and said, "Thank you, Sui Sui."

"what happened?"

Yu Lingxi raised her chin slightly towards the middle-aged couple who were welcoming and seeing off guests outside, her eyes were full of worry.

"My uncle and aunt are here to divide the family property."

Tang Buli threw a handful of paper money into the charcoal basin, and said dumbly, "I brought a cousin over who I have met face to face, and said that we are the ones to be engaged..."

Yu Lingxi frowned.

It's just using the name of marriage to privately embezzle the family property of Duke Tang's mansion.

"This morning, they even put medicine in my porridge to make me and my cousin..."

Speaking of this, Tang Buli tightly held the paper money in his hand, and forced a smile, "Without the protection of my grandmother, I can't do anything well, so I'll make you laugh."

"how come?"

Yu Lingxi raised her sleeve to wipe Tang Buli's tears away, and said distressedly, "You are my best friend!"

Just as she was talking, she saw the aunt of the Tang family pushing a man in his twenties over, and said in a low voice, "What are you doing here? Hurry up and help your cousin, and we will be a family after we get closer..."

The man was born with a fat stomach and a full head, his eyes were squeezed by flesh and he was almost invisible. Hearing this, he reluctantly moved up and sprinkled a pile of paper money into the charcoal basin.

From Tang Buli's tense body, Yu Lingxi could feel her disgust.

Yu Lingxi stood up, looked directly at the woman, and said, "A Li is the Lord of Qingping Township proclaimed by the Emperor, and the marriage should be approved by the Ministry of Rites. The old Tang Madam's body is not yet cold, and Madam made a personal proposal to discuss marriage. Where do you want to put the court's etiquette?"

When the cousin saw Yu Lingxi, he squinted his eyes and opened them wide.

In his whole life, he had never seen such a charming beauty, nor heard such a beautiful voice.

Aunt Tang slapped her son on the back of the head, then raised her eyes to look at Yu Lingxi, and said with a smile, "This little lady must be Miss Yu Er, right?"

She deliberately raised her voice to attract everyone's attention.

For a moment, all eyes were on Yu Lingxi. There was an uproar about the divorce at the beginning, and everyone kept secretive.

Aunt Tang obviously came prepared, she had a clear understanding of Tang Buli's relationship, and said attentively: "The second girl doesn't know something, the Tang family has a big business, and a helpless girl like Ah Li must have someone to help her." Only a man can take care of it. Men outside are naturally worried, and they have to find a husband who knows everything..."

Speaking of this, Aunt Tang covered her mouth with a handkerchief, pretending to apologize and said: "Look at my mouth! Talking about marriage with the second girl at this time is really offensive."

How could Yu Lingxi not hear the sarcasm in her words?

"Be careful what you say!"

Tang Bulihong stood up and stood in front of Yu Lingxi.

She was like this, she could bear being wronged herself, but she didn't allow her friends to be humiliated.

In this life, the old matriarch is dying, and Tang Buli is so difficult, I don't know how much she has suffered in her previous life.

Yu Lingxi grabbed Tang Buli's trembling fingertips, and was about to open her mouth to retort, but she caught a glimpse of a tall figure walking in from outside the gate, and couldn't help being dazed.

Not only her, but everyone present stopped abruptly, and quickly moved out of the way with Ning Yin at the center.

Aunt Tang didn't recognize Ning Yin, but her husband did.

Can't help being shocked, pulled his wife and hastily kowtowed: "Wailang Wang Sili, a member of the Ministry of Industry and Engineering, kowtow to His Royal Highness King Jing!"

Suddenly, a group of people knelt down in the court, kneeling and moving following Ning Yin's footsteps.

Ning Yin, with black hair and purple clothes, is unparalleled in nobility.

He sat on the only bench in the hall, leaving half of his side, held Yu Lingxi's hand as if no one else was there, and then pulled hard.

Yu Lingxi sat down beside him and blinked her eyelashes very slowly.

Her face was serious, but there was a smile in her eyes, and she asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

"Come and see my king's baby Sui Sui."

Ning Yin stroked her back, then raised her eyelids, and looked at the trembling uncle of the Tang family, "Don't worry about me, just keep talking."

How dare Wang Sili say that?

When he thought of the "baby" beside King Jing, who had been mocked by his wife just now, he wished he could slam his head on the pillar and faint.

Just as she was sweating profusely, Ning Yin's voice suddenly turned cold: "Say."

Wang Sili shuddered, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and explain: "The old lady passed away, and my niece was alone and helpless, so I have the courage to come here to share my worries, and I have absolutely no dirty intentions..."

When he said the last sentence, his voice was already trembling badly, and he didn't know whether it was fear or guilt.

Ning Yin laughed: "My lord Wang is full of filial piety, and the old matriarch is definitely very pleased."

As soon as Yu Lingxi heard the gentle tone of the little lunatic, she knew something was wrong.

With the cover of her sleeve robe, she touched Ning Yin's slender palm, and she didn't believe that he would come here so much that it was very lively.

With an elegant posture, Ning Yin grabbed Yu Lingxi's little finger with her backhand, squeezed it, and hooked it again.

Then he said: "Then Master Wang will go down and accompany her old man."

"Down, go down?"

Realizing what Ning Yin meant, the Wang family and his wife immediately fell to the ground, their faces ashen.

All the people present broke out in a cold sweat.

His Royal Highness King Jing, is he supporting Miss Yu Er?