Wang Xi was frightened. He sprained his foot when going down the steps. He fell on the steps and was helped up by the little eunuch.
"Your Majesty," his voice trembled, and he chased after her quickly: "Your Majesty, think twice, even if Concubine Xi is at fault, the emperor and the emperor are still with you, Your Majesty!"
"Anyone who pleads for mercy shall be punished with the same crime."
Wei Yanzhou slowly turned his head back and said with a sinister tone: "Please try again?"
There was silence all around, and the early morning wind carried the coldness and blew away the alcohol.
Wang Xi remained silent and slowly knelt down on his knees.
He couldn't figure out how he could come up with such a result after talking behind closed doors.
You clearly care, but you want to die. What do you think, Your Majesty?
"His Majesty--"
Wei Yanzhou turned around and left: "Detain him, there will be no delay in the three days!"
The palace door slowly opened, and the court officials stepped in.
The rising sunlight shines on the palace walls, stretching everyone's shadows very long.
On the long steps of Chengqian Palace, the palace door opened wide, and a woman in a light-colored dress was escorted by two guards and walked down slowly.
She had a loose belly and her belly was already bulging.
The beautiful and beautiful face has no expression at all.
As they passed by, the courtiers stopped and kept silent.
Most of the old ministers had not seen Cheng Ning for a long time, and when they suddenly met him face to face, they were stunned in addition to being stunned.
Only people from Ouyang's party hummed: "When Marshal Cheng used his vicious methods, he must have thought about this day, right?"
His Majesty was finally willing to touch Cheng Ning.
What happened to Ouyang Xi this time angered everyone in the Ouyang family.
Already living in the harem, cutting off Ouyang Xi's descendants is equivalent to killing half of Ouyang Xi's life.
How could he let it go!
"Isn't the punishment coming?" Cheng Ning smiled lightly.
She didn't say much. After suppressing her smile, her expression was too cold, and no one dared to provoke her again.
Only the sound of discussion was heard from behind.
"Your Majesty, are you determined? The emperor doesn't even want an heir anymore——"
"The Cheng family has been dealt with, isn't it a matter of time for Concubine Xi?"
"Alas, Cheng Ning's life is quite disappointing."
Cheng Ning didn't refute a word. She lowered her eyes, revealing a stunningly beautiful neck.
No one can read her emotions.
A wind arose in the palace and rolled endlessly in the inner courtyard of the imperial city.
The prison moved very quickly, Cheng Ning was closely guarded, and even Wang Xi could not get close.
Chunhua tried to break into the prison several times, but was kicked out, so he simply knelt outside the prison.
It's no use begging.
Meng Xin broke into the former court and knelt in front of Wei Yanzhou and kowtowed to no avail, he didn't even look at her.
No one can see Cheng Ning.
On the third day, a glass of poisonous wine was sent to prison.
When the straw mat wrapped in white flags was carried out, Chunhua fainted at the gate of the prison.
Huahua screamed miserably, hovering in the air.
It seemed to know that Cheng Ning would not touch its fur and feed it meat.
The days are still moving forward, the sun rises and sets, and the days alternate.
Concubine Xi and Cheng Ning have become forbidden words in this palace.
In May, danger came from the war in southern Xinjiang. Fu Youting was seriously injured and disappeared, and the anxiety became intense.
When the battle report reached Kyoto, Wei Yanzhou was furious.
Over the past few days, he has become increasingly unstable and moody.
Gao Baiyi of the Gao family, who was originally in charge of the military department, was sent directly to Southern Xinjiang by Wei Yanzhou.
That day, Meng Xin went to Chengqian Palace. She took off her official hat, placed it at her feet, and knelt on her knees outside the palace.
His expression was desolate, and he could not tell the difference between joy and sorrow.
Wei Yanzhou kept kneeling when he didn't see her, and there was a scar on his head from kowtow when he begged for Cheng Ning's mercy.
There was no light in her eyes, and when the palace officials informed her, she only said that she would invite herself to serve as a military doctor in southern Xinjiang.
She didn't want the official position of deputy dean, and she couldn't stay in Kyoto for a day.
But Wei Yanzhou did not announce the meeting. When the moon was at the top of the sky, he sent his servant to come back.
When Meng Xin stood up, his body was swaying, and he was almost ready to meet Wang Xi.
The two stood outside the palace for a while, standing under the palace pillars together, overlooking the entire palace that was turned golden by the sun.
"Take care, girl." Wang Xi sighed slightly, "If you don't call me "sir" anymore, I think the girl won't like it either."
Meng Xin nodded: "I haven't liked Kyoto since I was a child. Now that she is gone, there is no need to stay."
She had never lived her life for herself. With Cheng Ning around, she felt like she had a pillar behind her. Without it, she would have nothing to rely on.
So always have to go.
"I just went to Linhua Palace." Wang Xi lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly: "I promised the queen to save Chunhua's life no matter what in the future, but I didn't think about it carefully at the time. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid the queen has already made plans not to leave alive. , whether His Majesty takes action, or..."
Meng Xin was silent. She had become less talkative since taking the poisonous drink, but her eyes were red at the moment.
"I don't understand why it was her," Meng Xin said in a hard voice, "I have seen her at her most high-spirited. Cheng Ning shouldn't be like this."
It was too sudden and too cruel.
For the sake of Ouyang Xi, Wei Yanzhou even ignored the friendship they had grown up with and put her to death.
Everyone in the government and the public are congratulating the Ouyang family. How do you win the favor? How does your majesty care?
No one mentioned the Cheng family.
Wang Xizhi knew that she was sad, but there was no solution to this matter. Now even he couldn't guess what Wei Yanzhou was thinking.
If I could guess three points before, I can't guess one now.
There was silence for a while, and there wasn't much that could be said between them.
Wang Xi bowed slightly and saluted, and said: "My dear, you have a smooth journey. General Fu is a lucky man and everything will be fine."
Some words were not clarified, but Meng Xin was so decisive and headed for southern Xinjiang that there was no need to say more.
"Father, take care."
Wang Xi did not respond to this sentence. When Meng Xin's figure landed on the last step of the steps, he turned around and entered the hall.
Even in the daytime, the hall was filled with a coldness that could not be dispelled.
Wang Xi's footsteps were very light. He had accompanied Wei Yanzhou from childhood to adulthood and knew that his young master didn't like to make noise.
Wei Yanzhou is looking at a map, it has nothing to do with Jinyang, nor is it Hu Meng in battle.
He seemed to be staring at him in a trance. He was sitting on a high dragon chair, wearing a noble dragon robe, but at first glance, he always made people feel that he was alone.
Wang Xi knelt on the ground and looked at it carefully for a long time.
He has taken good care of the people in front of him, and there are a lot of rumors outside about everything.
He said that the emperor was tyrannical, cold-hearted, cruel, and cold-blooded. He also said that he was most suitable to be an emperor, with extremely strong skills and far-reaching strategies.
But Wang Xi had no way of judging him. He was a slave. He had watched Wei Yanzhou grow up to this day and was the person who understood him most deeply.
Good or bad, fate never lets anyone go.
As if he finally found Wang Xi, Wei Yanzhou raised his eyes with a rare gentle expression: "What are you kneeling for?"
"Your Majesty," Wang Xi took off his hat, revealing his silver hair, and kowtowed, "I have something to confess."
