Grandma Ruan's expression had changed, her eyes were wandering, and she didn't know how to answer Yang Xianrong's words.
Zhang Liangxue had been listening carefully to the conversation between the two, and when he saw this scene, he moved slightly closer to Yang Xianrong, for fear of something unexpected happening.
Yang Xianrong cast his eyes in the direction of Yang Mansion and sighed quietly.
Now that she is out incognito, if anyone finds out that she secretly went home, who knows what trouble will happen.
Even if her home is right in front of her, she can only look at it.
I didn't see my mother and sister, and I still felt uneasy.
"So, what is it?" She turned back to look at Granny Ruan, "You know that the Beijun government is strict and strict. If you don't report the truth, you will be beaten severely."
Grandma Ruan knelt down with a "pop" sound.
"Queen, the common people just want to give this woman some final dignity. Therefore, I have been hesitating whether to speak out."
"Has she been violated?" Although Yang Xianrong is young, he is not taboo on such topics.
"..." Granny Ruan didn't speak, she just nodded and shook her head.
"Grandma Ruan, do you know that the autopsy is a serious matter. If you don't tell the truth, it is very likely that the deceased will die in vain and the perpetrators will go unpunished." Yang Xianrong's pretty face has darkened.
The soldiers guarding the gate of Beijun Mansion looked at each other in shock when they saw this situation.
Grandma Ruan has been in and out of the Beijun Mansion many times and has always received preferential treatment from Lord Zhu Mozhu.
Now, she was kneeling straight at the door.
"...The grassroots people just can't bear it..."
"There is nothing unbearable. If you don't tell the truth, you are condoning the bad guys." Yang Xianrong looked down at her, and Granny Ruan also looked up at her, with a hint of surprise and hesitation in her eyes.
"Hurry up and say it!" Zhang Liang couldn't help but interject, and even wanted to kick her as punishment.
"Let her speak." Yang Xianrong gave Zhang Liang a shovel. "right here."
"This woman has not been violated, but she should have been violated." Granny Ruan finally said.
"What are these words?" Yang Xianrong frowned.
"That is to say, someone once intended to assault her, but she was beaten to death. Therefore, the clothes were tied again and she was not assaulted."
"So, you just said she was a virgin."
"Yes." After Ruan Granny said this, she seemed to have let go of a knot in her heart, "How did the Queen know that the common people did not tell the truth?"
"The laces of her skirt...if she tied them by herself, they would be tied on the front, but now they are tied on the back. Someone obviously tied them for her. I'm just guessing." Yang Xianrong took a look and then hurriedly Sima Ying, Sun Xiu and Zhu Mo walked out, "Master Zhu, Grandma Ruan's autopsy was not thorough. How should I be punished?"
"Ah?" Zhu Mo didn't understand the situation yet, his mouth opened wide and he looked at Granny Ruan.
Grandma Ruan also smiled bitterly, "That's true."
"Ah? Is it important?" Zhu Mo asked.
"Forget it, let her talk to you herself. I'm leaving." Yang Xianrong didn't want to waste time. She finally came out. She still had somewhere to go and someone to meet.
So, it feels pretty good to have such a gorgeous turn.
With the blessing of being a queen, it feels good that everyone wants to kneel to her.
This is about the satisfaction that power brings.
At this time, all the lights in the market have been lit, and Zhuque Street is even more lively.
Outside all the street-facing shops, there are waiters soliciting passers-by. Various kinds of food are also placed, and the aroma gradually spreads.
The prosperous city of Luoyang is surrounded by golden buildings, thousands of lanterns with red sleeves, carved carriages and BMWs filling the streets with fragrance, the sound of phoenix flutes, and the light of jade pots... Turning around and entering such a dazzling scene, the sheep Xianrong Somewhat surprised.
Growing up in Taishan County, she heard all kinds of things about Luoyang from her grandmother, father and brother.
But seeing such a grand scene at this moment, it was inevitable that I would be a little surprised.
"Be careful!" Suddenly a man pulled her into his arms, and a horse-drawn carriage passed by her ears, and there were many exclamations everywhere.
Yang Xianrong calmed down and looked up from the man's arms. The fair and handsome face, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes turned out to be Sima Ying.
"Are you injured?" Sima Ying turned her to the side of the market and asked with a straight face: "Zhuque Street is the busiest market in Luoyang, but there are always people riding by, so you have to be careful. "
"Oh." Yang Xianrong didn't react, was he lecturing her?
"It's against the rules for you to go out without your attendants." Sima Ying's face became more serious.
"Oh." Yang Xianrong pushed him and planned to stand up on his own.
The man who had just passed by on horseback overturned a nearby stall with woven bamboo baskets. As soon as she moved her steps, she stepped on a basket and almost fell down.
Sima Ying reacted very quickly and hugged her again.
"It's too messy here. Get out of here first." He didn't wait for Yang Xianrong to react. He just said "Follow me" to Zhang Liangxue who had fallen down beside him, and took Yang Xianrong into the nearby shop. .
Zhang Liang was knocked down by the galloping horse just now, and he fell badly.
Sima Ying's personal bodyguard helped him up and walked to the shop.
This is a gold shop with a small storefront and few customers.
When the shop owner saw Sima Ying walking in, he immediately knelt down and said, "The prince is here."
"Get up." Sima Ying glanced at him, still hugging Yang Xianrong tightly and went to the back hall.
After she sat down, she asked again: "Are you injured?"
"Oh, no." Yang Xianrong looked at Sima Ying's rigid face and was a little at a loss. It looked good, but it was also quite ugly to be so serious. "My lord, don't worry, I'll be fine."
"It's against the rules for the Queen to leave the palace in disguise. It's okay to go to the Beijun Mansion. Now she has to hang out on Zhuque Street, which is even more wrong." Sima Ying actually sat down as well, her tone was a bit like lecturing a child.
"Oh." Yang Xianrong still couldn't figure out Sima Ying's approach, so he could only cope with the changes by staying the same.
"I will take the Queen back to the palace." Sima Ying took the hot tea handed over by the shop owner, took a look at it and said, "If you don't want this, I want the latest Fuliang tea."
"Well, no." The store owner stood aside awkwardly.
"Forget it." Sima Ying asked the guard who walked in again: "Go and find out who was riding horses in the street just now."
"Yes!" One of the guards clasped his fists, turned around and went out.
At this time, Zhang Liang limped in, with a large blood stain on his trousers.
"Hey, you're injured." Yang Xianrong stood up immediately and wanted to help Zhang Liang with a hoe.
But Sima Ying coughed again and reminded: "Queen, this is against the rules."
"It's a rule again! I went out incognito, and now I'm just a little palace maid." Yang Xianrong was obviously unhappy. He was always being scolded and was in a very bad mood.
"Queen!" Sima Ying actually called her again.
"I am the palace maid Yang Xiaorong now." Yang Xianrong emphasized again, "Don't call me queen."
"..." This time, it was Sima Ying's turn and she didn't know how to continue. She could only look at her stern face, and she was a little surprised. After all, no one had ever treated him like this.
Before Sima Ying could react, she immediately helped Zhang Lianghoe to the chair and sat down. She also reached out to pull his trouser legs, which made Zhang Lianghoe say repeatedly: "Girl, you can't do this."
"Let's look at the wound first." Yang Xianrong's charming little daughter's voice was very charming, making people feel itchy and warm.
The trouser leg was pulled open, and indeed a large piece was torn, and a lot of blood flowed out. One part was actually stuck to the trousers. The blood was sticky and looked very scary.
"I'm going to call a doctor." The shop owner reacted quickly and ran out quickly before Sima Ying could say anything.
"Who rode over there on horseback? It's too much! With so many people, there might be other injured people!" Yang Xianrong clenched his fists, "Arrest him, arrest him!"
