Raiders of His Royal Highness

The young orange-faced little orange stooped into the Linhua Hall, and knelt on the ground with a thud: "Report to the emperor, the matter that the master instructed the servant to investigate has just happened."

"What did you find out?"

As soon as Emperor Jing Ming finished asking, he caught a glimpse of Xiao Chengzi's pale face, and it seemed a little difficult to speak.

Eunuch Cheng gently kicked him and reprimanded: "You little bastard, the emperor is here, what's there to worry about. Why don't you say it soon?!"

At this moment, Xiao Chengzi didn't dare to hesitate any more, and poured it out like a bean: "Back to the emperor, just now, the master ordered the servant to check to see if he can find out Chun'er's relationship. But the servant found out... It was found that it was related to His Royal Highness..."

As soon as these words came out, not only Empress Song, but also Emperor Jing Ming were shocked. Empress Song glared at Xiao Chengzi and blurted out, "Do you know what is the crime of slandering the prince?!"

Emperor Jing Ming, who had come to his senses, thought he had grasped Yu Ling's handle, squinted his eyes, and asked, "Do you have any evidence?"

Xiao Chengzi shook his head and buried his head very low: "Back to the emperor, the servant did not find any evidence, and he heard about the prince from others."

"That palace maid and Chun'er belonged to the same room. According to her, Chun'er would occasionally call out to His Royal Highness the Prince when she had nightmares... So the palace maid thought that Chun'er knew the prince well, and thought that she would sooner or later... enter the Eastern Palace."

Although Queen Song knew that Ling'er was a daughter and could not have an affair with a little palace maid, she didn't know how to refute the situation at this moment. Thinking of Chun'er's pregnancy, she said, "Chun'er has been three months pregnant..."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly stopped.

She remembered that June 6 was her birthday, and Ling'er rushed back to the palace overnight in order to congratulate her on her birthday...

Therefore, in the eyes of others, Chuner's pregnancy can no longer testify for Linger, and it may even increase Linger's suspicion.

She turned her head to stare at Chun'er, and her tone was no longer calm: "Say, who is the one who is messing with you?! Think clearly and then answer. If you dare to bite the prince, this palace will never forgive you lightly!"

Chun'er on the ground didn't expect that her pregnancy would involve the prince, but she didn't want to tell her sweetheart or identify the prince indiscriminately, so she buried her head lower and lay on the ground weakly.

Emperor Jing Ming thought about grabbing Yu Ling's handle, and he was very happy. However, he still sank his face, instructed Xiao Chengzi to bring the palace maid to answer, and instructed Eunuch Cheng to go to the East Palace.

People in Linhua Hall have different thoughts. Concubine Yi was thinking about how to use this incident to bring down Concubine Xiangui and the second prince. Concubine Xiangui and the second prince were thinking about who planned to frame them. As for why they didn't suspect Concubine Yi, because Concubine Xiangui had been in the palace for many years, she had a relationship with her. Yi Fei has been fighting for many years.

As the saying goes, people close to you may not know yourself, but your opponent must know you. Therefore, Concubine Xiangui knew that Concubine Yi loved beauty to the point of outrageous, and she knew that she would never make herself such a ghost just to devise a plan, especially in front of the emperor...

So when I heard that this matter was related to the Crown Prince, Concubine Xian Gui and the Second Prince were both guessing whether it was the sick child who was unwilling and wanted to fight before he died.

Empress Song was concerned but confused, involving Yu Ling, she couldn't calm down, especially in such an unfavorable situation.

Emperor Jing Ming was the happier one among these people. Although he knew that Yu Ling would die early, why wouldn't he be happy if he could kiss the beauty earlier?

If this matter is really a ghost, he must let her go to see the king immediately. If it wasn't for her... hehe, then he would become her.

Just when everyone's thoughts were flying, Xiao Chengzi stumbled and trotted in, and said in shock and fear: "Not good! Not good!"

"Your Majesty, that palace maid was hanged in the bedroom! In such a blink of an eye, that palace maid was gone!"

With the arrival of this news, the people in Linhua Hall were shocked again.

However, Emperor Jing Ming thought about it, this clue was cut off, so the sick seedlings can't argue with one hundred words!

Just when Emperor Jing Ming was secretly happy, Yu Ling took Qin Zhirong into the Linhua Hall.

After walking in, Yu Ling glanced at Xiao Chengzi and bowed to Emperor Jing Ming and Empress Song.

Before the ceremony was finished, Emperor Jing Ming couldn't wait to ask: "I think you have already inquired about what happened today. Then I want to ask, whether this lowly servant has an affair with you, and whether the evil seed she shed is. yours?"

Seeing that Emperor Jing Ming was so indiscriminate, Empress Song wanted to accuse Yu Ling of the crime, and called out in disbelief, "Your Majesty... There is no evidence for this non-existent matter..."

In Empress Song's heart, she and Emperor Jing Ming have supported each other for many years, and their relationship has always been very good. Although there is no glue like when they were young, Emperor Jing Ming still takes great care of her, even with her own children.

But what she didn't expect at this moment was that the emperor, who had been together for many years, would blame her Ling'er just by relying on a few fictitious words from the little eunuch.

She couldn't tell for a while whether it was the witchcraft that made the emperor really angry, or...the happiness and happiness over the years were all in vain...

The author has something to say: It's too difficult, hey.