Who Cares

Emperor Sheng Yuan made Ye Zhen like falling into the abyss with a single word, and her answer determined whether she could land safely, or she would be crushed to pieces. Of course, what is the difference between choosing your father and choosing yourself? In the end, it was still the word "dead".

No, no, how could you die? If he chooses to protect himself, then Ye Jieyu, who is still aloof and dominates the palace, can also shelter the remaining members of the Ye family, and can also watch the opportunity to regain the emperor's favor. But if you choose your father, you have nothing. The death penalty can be avoided and the living sin cannot escape. Ye Jialuo's family will inevitably not be able to protect it, and he has no rights and status, so he can only live with the tribe, those people who have offended in the past. Haven't fallen into the pit and attacked in groups?

Its fate might as well be dead! Keeping the green hills and not afraid of not having firewood, Ye Zhen, only by choosing himself is to take care of the overall situation, can lead the tribe to escape from the predicament, and be able to regain the glory of the Ye family one day in the future! Your choice is right, your choice is right... Repeatedly chanting this sentence in his heart, Ye Zhen's face has a faint madness.

Her mind was in confusion, and countless thoughts were spinning in the wind, seeming to burst. However, with so many distracting thoughts, she did not dare to think about what would happen if she lost everything she had, what would happen without the grace of the emperor, and she didn't even realize that this problem was probably just a trap or a temptation. .

Toxins in the body caused her pain like a knife from time to time, and repeated blows followed, destroying her spirit and will. However, in just a few days, Ye Zhen's whole person was almost devilish.

Emperor Sheng Yuan didn't urge, he tapped the table with his fingers while quietly observing the change in the other's expression. After searching carefully in his mind, he realized that he seemed to have only seen her sad, sad, smiling, and pitiful gestures that arouse a man's desire to protect, other than that, there was nothing else.

On the other hand, Madam, although only a few sides, she smiled, hearty laughter, like a smile... all kinds of smiles are bright and warm; for a while, she can bear her anger, and she can't bear to point her anger at her eyes, she slaps her face, her manners are chivalrous. The air is vertical and horizontal, and heroic; when facing the shredded paper, he is so distressed and sad, but only a layer of mist is covered in his eyes. No teardrop has ever fallen, but it is a **** iron bone, arrogant and awe-inspiring.

Putting the two together, although they are of the same beauty and beauty, the city is peerless, yet one seems to exist in the darkness full of gloomy moisture, which makes people feel obscure; the other is in full bloom under the clear sky, bathed in radiance. In the sun, people can only feel the spring and surging vitality.

The more I reminisce about that person's frown and smile, the more I feel the pain in my heart, the Emperor Sheng Yuan finally didn't dare to think about it anymore, his eyelids lifted slightly, and he went to see Ye Zhen who was crazy.

"The concubine is convicted, and I beg the emperor to forgive the concubine this time." Ye Zhen had no face and directly said to save himself, only mourning and weeping.

Yonghe, who was standing by, was already sweating in a cold sweat, eager to remind him but didn't dare to move rashly. What kind of image the empress is in front of the emperor these years, as a bystander, she knows best, pure kindness, gentleness, infatuation, nostalgia, but there is a case of peeping at the emperor's track, coupled with the ridiculous choice just now, she is a beautiful image of painstaking efforts. Has completely collapsed. It was the emperor who spared her this time. After seeing her cruel and ruthless face, how could she give her a chance to be favored again? On the contrary, if she chooses to protect her father and tribe, the emperor may be able to show her filial piety.

Empress can't!

It's a pity that Ye Zhen couldn't hear Yonghe's cry. She was devastated physically and mentally, and her brain was in chaos, acting only by instinct.

What an instinct! Emperor Shengyuan stopped knocking on the desktop and said in deep thought, "In the future, you will still be Ye Jieyu. From Ye Quanyong, I will order the Tingwei Mansion to act in accordance with the law, and there will be no mercy for the death penalty."

Ye Zhen wilted in an instant, his chest undulating violently, as if he couldn't bear more bad news. Emperor Shengyuan didn't look at her, turned around to leave, but listened to her forcefully calling out, "The emperor waits a minute, the concubine still has something to give you. Yonghe, go get it quickly."

With tears, Yonghe took down the brocade box placed on the Bogu shelf, and opened it to see that it was a small table and half a square screen. The middle was fixed on the shelf with a bearing shaft, and it could be rotated back and forth. It was simply black on a white background. The pattern is a piece of silk cloth, but it is embroidered on both sides carefully, and it is impossible to find the flaws no matter how you look at it. There are also two paintings that have been framed properly, one is Rakshasa and the other is Buddha.

"My Majesty, this is the table screen you asked your Niang Niang to embroider a few days ago. She didn't dare to delay. Even though she was ill, she twisted the needle and threaded the thread all night long and almost broke her eyes. This is a new embroidery that Niang Niang figured out by herself. The method is called double-sided embroidery. It is said to be passed on to the embroiderer of the Weaving Division to earn more benefits for you. The emperor, the empress treats you so obsessively, you should have pity for her too! Say something.

Ye Zhen opened his lips and smiled bitterly, and a line of blood slowly flowed down from the corner of his mouth, with a pale complexion and sad eyes, looking both pitiful and pathetic.

The two masters and servants sang excellent performances, and they almost cried like Bai Fu, the old man who has been in the world, not to mention the others in the hall. Soon after, bursts of sobbing came from the surrounding corners, and they just rendered the resplendent Ganquan Palace into a travesty alley, extremely miserable.

Emperor Sheng Yuan picked up the table and screen expressionlessly, feeling regretful in his heart. If he had known that these two paintings would be used as tools to gain pity and express affection, he would not send anything to Ganquan Palace. Gaojie is tarnished by despicableness, which is really heartbreaking.

He carefully put the painting away, threw the table screen to the waiter, and said, "Send it to the weaving department and let the embroiderer there think about it. If the craft is not complicated, it can be promoted to benefit the people. If it is too cumbersome, train some. People specialize in this, and open up sources for the treasury."

The waiter agreed, and went holding the table screen. He stared at Ye Zhen and said bluntly, "You were seriously ill for Zhao Luli Xianxian a few days ago, sighing that your old relationship is unforgettable; today I was talking about infatuation. Ye Zhen, how many hearts do you have? "

Ye Zhen and Yonghe were all stiff, speechless for a long while.

Emperor Shengyuan didn’t need the other party to answer, and continued, “I think you have no heart at all. Even if your own father’s life can be disregarded, how was he willing to sacrifice his life to save me? No one can do it, and you will never risk the martyrdom of your whole family for a stranger. Did you really know my true identity back then? Really just be kind to the wounded on the road? But now, it doesn’t seem like your style of behavior. ."

It's over, all pierced! The soul of chanting lotus was flying outside, almost fainting. Ye Zhen was still holding on, his chaotic mind was instantly clear, and then he tried his best to reflect-those clues were all erased back then, and the emperor would not find out anything. He should know the importance of interrogating his father. Acknowledging his own death, even if not confessing is also a death, there is no need to add another crime of killing the emperor and deceiving the emperor, and it can also protect the nine races, so it must not be admitted.

Just as the emperor said, the Ye family's ability to avoid harm and profit is unmatched, and his father will surely know how to choose. Thinking about this, Ye Zhen planned to explain a few words for himself, but listened to the emperor's solemn voice, "What is the truth, I will send someone to investigate. Ye Zhen, you only hope that the Ye family's hands and feet are clean enough." But it was already in his heart. Confirmed her suspicion.

Ye Zhen could hardly bear these heavy pressures, and with a "poof", the old blood was spurted out of his heart.

Bai Fu hurriedly beckoned to the imperial physician to treat him, then turned to chase the emperor who had gone far away. Never expected that Ye Jieyu, who looked gentle and docile, had such a powerful method, even the life-saving grace was created. If no clues were found, it would not show that the emperor was killed in the past. Ye Jia also gave a big push?

Hiss, that's killing the king! Thinking of this, Bai Fu was flustered for Ye Jieyu, and felt chilly at the base of his neck.

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Zhao Luli annoyed the new wife yesterday, and almost cut her righteousness. Today, he didn't want to appease the crime. Instead, he ran to Ye Mansion early in the morning to clean up the mess for the master Ye and the Liu family. Ye Jiajian Baoyan not only detained many dignitaries on that day, but also caused all the leaders to lose their official hats and tortured with sticks because they dispatched the Imperial Guard without authorization. It can be regarded as offending most of the city of Yanjing overnight. Supporting the facade, I am afraid that I will be rocked and pushed by the wall.

Although he has no real power in this town, he has accumulated some old feelings in the army, and he can speak more or less, and because Zhao Wangshu and Zhao Chunxi have no parental supervision, he also brought them together, which can comfort the two elders.

Master Ye did not neglect the former son-in-law as he did in the past, greeted him in the door with great enthusiasm, and invited him into the main hall to speak. The two little ones followed their cousins ​​and cousins ​​to visit their grandmother in the backyard. Although the emperor had just slapped her face in the face, Ye Jieyu was still there, and Master Ye was still in office. When the emperor's anger subsided and Jieyu regained his holy favor, she could still turn around in the future, perhaps even more shining than now.

Therefore, Ye Mansion was only slightly depressed, and there was no such thing as a downturn. Just after Ranchen time, seeing the palace was about to disperse, there were a few guards holding a sword and halberd and surrounded Ye Mansion. Master Tingwei personally led the team to enter the gate, let alone give all the sinners on the list. He was **** and pulled out of the courtyard, reciting every word.

Zhao Luli guarded the two children and knelt behind the Ye family. He was amazed when he listened carefully, and finally figured out what Guan Suyi said yesterday, "It's not too late for a gentleman to revenge for ten years". Instead of interceding with the Ye family, Mr. Guan sued his father-in-law for thirty-two crimes, all of which were capital crimes, and all of them could wipe out the nine tribes. He then impeached the emperor to indulge his relatives as a disaster for the court, and he did not repair the inner war.

Now that even the emperor confessed the guilt in his essays, how could he take Ye Mansion lightly and forgive Ye Zhen? The last life of the Ye family was cut off by the second impeachment of Mr. Guan. How poisonous is this method of revenge! Zhao Lu was like a knife, unable to regret it. On the other hand, the two children had been frightened stupidly.

The essay hadn't been finished yet, and the Ye family had no words to cry out injustice, but they couldn't move the officials. They could only watch them tear down the pavilions, smashed the tables and chairs, and put the money hidden in the cellar and treasury. The boxes were lifted away one by one, and then the gold-inlaid plaque of Ye Mansion was slammed with a bang, and it was crushed to pieces.