The atmosphere in the palace was tense.
Zhao An grinned at Chen Guogong, neither humble nor arrogant, "What did the Duke say? I am your empress's slave. When your empress goes out, of course you must protect her as a slave."
"You are loyal. I won't argue with you. Just step aside."
Chen Guogong was impatient and wanted to question Qian Yu.
Zhao An touched his nose and retreated to Chen Yuru. The latter hesitated and said nothing.
"My young prince, don't you think you should give me an explanation? As soon as you walked off, something happened to Jia Dongliu on your back."
"Your Majesty, are you saying that I killed General Jia?"
"Isn't it? At the auction today, you were the only one who had a quarrel with Jia Dongliu. You are the biggest suspect. He is my retainer. I should seek an explanation for him."
Chen Guogong didn't give Qian Yu a chance to refute. He waved his hand and immediately broke into several armored soldiers and took them on the spot.
Qian Yu was furious, "Are you kidding? I left earlier, so I was the one who killed the person. Why didn't the Duke say it was General Zhang or the people watching at the auction house?"
"Young prince, whether it is yes or no, you just have to go to the Criminal Department with me."
Chen Guogong looked proud. He had been waiting for an opportunity. How could he let it go this time?
Zhao An secretly cursed his mother, but seeing that Chen Yuru was unmoved, he bit the bullet and said, "Your Majesty, I am also here. I can testify that Prince Qianyu came back as soon as he went out and did not delay on the way. "
"Eunuch Zhao, you'd better know what you're talking about!"
Chen Yuan's expression changed and he looked threatening.
Zhao An explained for no reason: "The villain is just telling the truth. When the young prince left, the villain happened to be shopping on the street."
"Hmph, I think you're just covering up. Why don't we escort you to the Criminal Department together?"
Chen Yuan was really arrogant, and he would be arrested by the celebrities around the emperor.
In an instant, several armored soldiers rushed forward and captured Zhao An and Qian Yu. Zhao An immediately shouted at the top of his lungs: "Empress, this servant is wronged! I cannot die, and I still have to serve the empress!"
This voice woke up the hesitant Chen Yuru. She gritted her teeth and shouted, "Stop it! Father, brother, is this too arbitrary?"
She came forward.
Zhao An secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the continuous brainwashing of her had worked. As one of her right-hand assistants, as long as she was not a fool, she would not watch helplessly as people were taken away.
Chen Yuan looked at his angry sister and laughed angrily, "Queen, don't forget, you are part of my Chen family."
"I remember, but as a queen, I must not be unfair. If you want to arrest me, please arrest me too."
In order to keep Zhao An, she risked her life.
Zhao An's head moved and he shouted: "That's not allowed, my dear. I will remember your kindness to my slaves, but you are the empress. If this spreads out, wouldn't you become a laughing stock!"
Chen Yuan stopped talking and looked at Chen Guogong. Several armored soldiers also watched eagerly.
They were asked to capture the most popular person before the imperial court, and they did it anyway. They would never dare to capture the empress. Moreover, even if they really took the person to the Ministry of Punishment and gave the Minister of Punishment a hundred courages, would they dare to interrogate him? ?
Chen Guogong stared at Chen Yuru, his eyelids twitching violently, as if a mouthful of old blood would spurt out in the next second.
Chen Yuru raised her snow-white chin and tried her best to look at each other.
During the next tea time, the hall was eerily quiet.
Zhao An felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat. At this moment, Chen Guogong flicked his sleeves and walked away.
Chen Yuan also secretly breathed a sigh of relief and signaled the soldiers to let him go.
Before leaving, he left a message to Chen Yuru, "You have disappointed your father so much."
"disappointment?"
Chen Yuru laughed at herself, saying that she was the most disappointed.
To arrest Zhao An now would be to end her son's future.
And today she truly experienced the power of the family. Without evidence, she dared to break into the palace!
She swore that she would remove all obstacles in front of the prince!
Invisibly, Chen Yuru's temperament became a bit gloomy.
Zhao An and Qian Yu looked at each other and bowed their heads to express gratitude.
"If it weren't for the empress, this slave would be in a miserable state."
"That's right, thank you to the empress for your kindness. If I can be of any use to you in the future, please feel free to ask."
Qian Yu was very smart and handed in the certificate of nomination directly.
Chen Yuru forced out a smile when she heard this, "Okay, from now on, I and the prince will rely on you two."
Zhao An almost laughed.
This woman really thought that for a small favor, others would be loyal to her wholeheartedly. She just happened to pull Qian Yu on the boat, which would make her actions much easier in the future, and she would be better able to make the Chen family break up.
The carriage back to the palace was leisurely.
Zhao An made an exception and was called into the car by Chen Yuru. She sat upright and looked over with unblinking eyes, "Slave, I ask you, are you really loyal to me?"
not good!
She's suspicious!
Zhao An looked aggrieved and said, "My Majesty, would you like to dig out my slave's heart and have a look? The slave's love for your Majesty can be judged by the sun and the moon."
"Haha, don't be so nervous. I'm just asking casually... But why are you loyal to me? You have to know that Your Majesty and I, the Chen family, are in the same situation. You are not afraid that if you do things for me, one day something will be revealed, Your Majesty. Cut you."
"What are you talking about, your Majesty? You are pregnant with a dragon son, and His Majesty is the Emperor. This world belongs to your family of three. Naturally, my servants are following you and following the general trend."
Zhao An continued to confuse with his eloquent tongue.
Chen Yuru was stunned when she heard this, and the words of a family of three caught her off guard.
She never said she wanted to help the emperor, she just wanted her son to ascend the throne.
"Ahem, empress, let's just say, is there a possibility that if your majesty secures the throne, your heir will definitely be the prince..."
"Wha, what do you mean?"
Chen Yuru's mind was a little confused, and Zhao An lowered his voice, "It's just to help His Majesty secure the throne and make the succession of the throne smooth in the future."
"Slave, do you dare to fool me?"
Chen Yuru stared with big eyes, her chest heaving violently in shock and anger.
Who can guarantee that the emperor will pass the throne to her son, not to mention that she is from the Chen family, and the emperor is not stupid!
Zhao An had nothing to say.
It seemed like she still couldn't figure it out for a while, so she might as well wait.
As the sun sets, the carriages and horses enter the palace.
Zhao An did not go to see the empress, but first went to the internal affairs treasury and took away the small wooden box containing Jia Dongliu's head.
Tianyun Courtyard remains as cold as ever.
There are two spiritual tablets placed on the table of the Eight Immortals, with letters written to the Yun family and his wife.
Concubine Yun knelt on the futon and remained motionless, as if she had fallen asleep, until she heard footsteps and turned around suddenly.
Zhao An brought the small wooden box to her, and her beautiful face changed drastically.
Ecstasy, sadness, anger...
She endured her excitement and opened the box. Jia Dongliu's head lay quietly inside. Even in death, there was still lingering despair on his gray-white face.
