Chapter 219: Drag them all down and chop them down

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Yan Xing held the note tightly and looked at Fu Zhu beside him: "Brother Imperial, I have something to ask Lord Fu before I die."

Fu Zhuxian observed Yan Xiu's expression and saw that Yan Xiu's expression was slightly relaxed, so he dared to say, "Excuse me, Your Majesty."

Yan Xing: "Master Fu, can you tell the date of the note?"

Fu Zhu said firmly: "Judging from the degree of dryness, it will be at least more than a month."

After a little inquiry, you can find out that the last time Yan Xing entered the palace was Yan Xiu's birthday party more than a month ago, and he did come to Yuxiu Palace to visit Concubine Chen.

The color on Yan Xing's face faded a little more. Unexpectedly, he never expected that the escape route that could save his life at this critical moment would be blocked by Zhu Sijia. She was even smarter than he expected.

She was able to prepare this note so long in advance. This dead end must have started when she took the initiative to approach Concubine Chen last year, saying that she wanted to learn embroidery to embroider Yan Xiu's birthday gift. A chess piece.

At that time, she was actually able to deceive herself.

It was a lie that he wanted to give Yan Xiu a birthday gift, but it was true that he wanted to take this opportunity to observe Yuxiu Palace and win the trust of Concubine Chen. Even Yan Xiu and the Queen Mother suddenly had a headache——

In this puzzle set up just for him, Yan Xiu was just a pawn on her chessboard. All of them were Zhu Sijia's tools to force herself to a dead end.

If she is not careful in this, if someone discovers it, she will be the only one who dies.

Risking her own life just to take her own life, she actually hated him so much that she completely forgot about the sixteen years of love between husband and wife!

Yan Xing grabbed the doll again and asked, "May I ask Brother Huang and Master Fu how they are sure that these two little figures were made by the Dowager Empress?"

Fu Zhu: "I really don't know anything about the skills of Nuhong Acupuncture. But if the prince still refuses to admit it, he can ask Tian Shanggong and others to carefully check whether the acupuncture techniques on these two villains are from Concubine Chen. hand."

Yan Xiu: "Come, please invite Tian Shang Palace and the female officer of the Clothing Bureau."

After half a cup of tea, Tian Shanggong and others arrived. When they heard that Yuxiu Palace was involved in a major event like the witchcraft disaster, they were frightened and took a closer look at the little figures in their hands. Take the doll apart and look.

Every moment they checked the acupuncture technique seemed to be infinitely slowed down. Yan Xing was kneeling on the ground, and the days were like years. His hair was wet, and the dying chill spread to his limbs and bones, but he had no power to fight back.

It turned out that this was the feeling of waiting to die. When Zhu Scarlett's life passed in his arms, I wonder if she was in the same state of mind at that time.

Out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally bumped into Yan Xiu, who was always aloof, and Yan Xing couldn't help but let out a small sigh.

I have lived half a lifetime longer than the arrogant Emperor Wu of the Qin Dynasty and his brother-in-law. I never expected that if I had to do it over again, I would still have to be controlled by Yan Xiu and bow down to him and be humble to him.

Unless Yan Xiu died, he would have a chance to breathe, but whether this life would be as smooth as the previous one, he suddenly felt boundless fear.

Countless fates in this life have been changed because of Zhu Sijia. The great achievements that took Yan Xiu a lifetime to complete in his previous life have already come to dominate the world in this life. In the following time, he will only do more earth-shattering things.

Yan Xing's thoughts on this side were still in a mess, while Yan Xiu on the other side had lost his patience and asked, "How is it?"

Tian Shanggong and others discussed in a low voice and came to the result:

"Your Majesty, the nine-turn exquisite acupuncture technique used on the two villains is indeed the original creation of the Dowager Empress."

Yan Xingji couldn't control his voice and hurriedly interrupted:

"How many talented people are there in the world? The handwriting can be imitated, so what's the difficulty in acupuncture! If the concubine and I really want to harm your majesty, according to Master Fu, the mark of this handwriting will be at least a month old, but everyone can As we all know, His Majesty's illness suddenly appeared in the past few days, but a month ago, His Majesty was still in good health!"

Mrs. Chen's acupuncture skills have only been passed down to Zhu Sijia for so many years. Today, even if she cannot escape death, he will drag Zhu Sijia into the water.

Princess, accompany me to hell and to hell.

Yan Xiu and Fu Zhu's eyes moved slightly when they heard the words.

What he said is true. There are not even a thousand people in Xijing who have received his calligraphy. If you study hard, it is not difficult to learn his handwriting. As for these exquisite acupuncture techniques...

Yan Xiu laughed when he heard it, and he tore open his cloak in front of everyone, and lifted up his middle coat to reveal the innermost layer, revealing an ugly dragon:

"What does King Yi want to say? Maybe these two little figures were embroidered by Zhaoyi? But today you open your eyes and see clearly how bad Zhaoyi's embroidery skills are."

"I'm giving you a chance to defend yourself, not to rant here. You're right about the handwriting, but you can't blame me for my head illness. Apart from you and the concubine, the Chen family——"

This matter must not involve the Chen family!

Concubine Chen, who had regained consciousness slightly, kowtowed her head and confessed loudly:

"Your Majesty! I plead guilty! The witchcraft incident was indeed done by me alone and has nothing to do with Prince Yi and the Chen family. Your Majesty, he is innocent and he had no knowledge at all!"

"For so many years, I have always resented you for inheriting the Qin Dynasty and taking away the position of crown prince that should have fallen to Yuan Zhi. I also resented the cynicism of the Queen Mother. Therefore, I have been obsessed with doing such unreasonable things. I just want to die!"

Yan Xing looked at Concubine Chen, his heart was broken: "Concubine! You!"

Before Yan Xiu could say anything, Concubine Chen stood up and hit a pillar in front of everyone in the hall, causing blood to flow out.

The slowly falling body and the eyes that could not be closed announced that she was unable to recover.

Yan Xing just realized that she was begging for death and stretched out his hand to catch her, but it was a step too late.

His mother, the person who loved him the most in the world, died in front of him like this, unknowingly in the hands of Zhu Sijia, exchanging her life for his own.

Because she knew that if Yan Xiu insisted on killing her again after she had confessed her crime, she would be criticized for treating her siblings harshly.

Yan Xiu looked at him, and the words in his mouth became colder and colder each time: "King Yi participated in the witchcraft disaster, and his crime should be punished with poisonous wine."

At this time, all he had to do was wait for someone to intercede and give Yan Xiu a new level.

After the words fell, Bai Heng hurriedly came to report: "Your Majesty, countless Taixue students gathered at the palace gate, all interceding for King Yi."

Yan Xiu: "So what if I beg for mercy?"

Bai Heng: "This... they said that if King Yi dies in the palace today, they would rather abandon their studies and return to their hometown, never return to the capital, and never accept employment from the imperial court."

Okay, the Imperial College he founded by himself ended up being a wedding dress for Yan Xing.

These idiots want to get into trouble with Yan Xiu at this time!

Although Yan Xiu ordered someone to serve poisoned wine, he was already considering whether to let him live. This was a good time, because his life was completely blocked by the group of students, and they themselves could not escape death.

Yan Xiu looked at Yan Xing coldly: "You have taught a group of good students. If they want to spare your life so much, then I will spare your life."

He said to Bai Heng: "As for the group at the palace gate, drag them all down and chop them down."