Da Bong fights more people

When he came to Concubine Chen's palace, the prince untied the fox fur and handed it to the welcoming maid.

Entering the house, the room is as warm as spring, and the refreshing fragrance comes to the nostrils.

Concubine Chen Gui came out with a smile, bringing two maids in the palace, "Why didn't Lin'an come?"

The prince waved his hand, took his seat on his own, and drank and ate vegetables under the service of the maid.

"Well, this wine tastes good."

The prince was surprised.

"It's the Hundred Days Spring sent by the empress. It is nourishing and healthy. You should drink more." Concubine Chen Guifei smiled kindly and ordered the maid to pour the wine.

The mother and son talked and laughed while eating, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Because Emperor Yuan Jing was obsessed with cultivating immortals and was not close to women, the harem had long been a pool of stagnant water, lonely and boring.Girls can't find a reason to start a war even if they want to fight.

Therefore, the prince and Lin'an often came to visit the concubine mother, eat and chat with her, and relieve her loneliness.

"Is Lin'an feeling unwell? The person I sent to invite her reported back that Lin'an was hiding in the room and seeing no one." Chen Guifei frowned lightly.

"Her," the prince sighed: "Mother, do you think Lin'an is old enough to get married?"

Concubine Chen was taken aback, and nodded helplessly: "Your Majesty is obsessed with cultivating the Tao, and doesn't care about your marriage. As the aunt, the empress lives in seclusion, and she doesn't even care about the affairs of the Fourth Prince and Huaiqing, let alone Lin'an. "

The crown prince chewed his food, nodded his head: "I think it's better to marry Lin'an as soon as possible."

Chen Guifei looked at the prince carefully, frowned and said, "Why did the prince say that?"

The prince didn't answer, just drank in silence.

He was very sure that Lin'an had a little affection for that Tongluo, the girl Huaichun was at the age of Lin'an, and Lin'an was the kind of petite and willful girl who was actually simple-minded, and was most likely to be deceived by others.

Usually no one dares to get close to her, so there has been no clue.

Once there is a man who is right for her, that kind of affection will breed and thrive.

Lin'an's recent moodiness is the evidence.

Fortunately, Tongluo had already died in the line of duty, but the prince also realized that Lin'an had reached the age to marry.

"Drink less, drink less" Concubine Chen advised with a frown.

Thinking about things in his heart, worrying about his sister's emotional problems, His Royal Highness unknowingly drank too much, and he felt waves of burning heat in his lower abdomen.

The beautiful maids around her also looked attractive at this moment.

"Mother and Concubine, I'm going back first." The prince hiccupped, got up and said goodbye.

The cold current hit his face, the outdoor air was fresh, and the cold wind was blowing, and the prince felt much more comfortable.

He returned with his guards. On the way, he saw a court lady standing by the side of the road and saw the prince and his party. He immediately greeted him and saluted:

"His Royal Highness, Concubine Fu, please go over and talk."

Shaoyin Palace.

Mounting pushed open the window, and in sight, the entire yard was covered with snow, pure and flawless.

The circles of her eyes were red and swollen like peaches. She just saw the letter sent by the dog servant and cried again.

The words and phrases in the letter are serious and humorous. When you read the letter, you can see the voice and smile of the dog slave in your mind.

But Lin'an knew that he would never see that smile again. After that person died in Yunzhou, he would lie in a cold coffin, float thousands of miles away, and return to the capital quietly and silently.

What made her even more sad was that, as her own princess, she couldn't even attend his funeral.

The cold wind was blowing on her face, icy cold to the bone, she stretched out her hand to touch it, and found tears came again.

"Why are you crying, it's just a dead dog slave, obviously it's just a dead dog slave" Zhuang Xiang wiped away his tears angrily, but the more he wiped away, the more he wiped away.

"Your Highness, Your Highness"

Anxious shouts came from outside, and Lin'an's personal maid knocked open the door with a "bang".

Her face was blue from the cold wind, and her thick cotton shoes were covered with dirty water stains and snow foam.

Lin An hurriedly turned to her side and frantically wiped away her tears, but what the palace maid said after that made her stunned.

"His Royal Highness is in prison."

With a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Lin'an exclaimed: "What?!"

Royal study.

Emperor Yuan Jing sat on the dragon chair with a gloomy face, Dali Siqing, Wei Yuan, and Minister of the Ministry of Punishment stood in the hall. The identities of the three represented the highest three legal officials in Dafeng.

Wei Yuan is the censor of the left capital of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

"Your Majesty, this is the list given by Wu Zuo, please have a look." The Minister of the Ministry of Punishment handed over Concubine Fu's autopsy report.

The eunuch took over the post-mortem and handed it over to Emperor Yuan Jing, who just glanced at it and asked expressionlessly:

"Has Concubine Fu been defiled?"

"This..." Minister of the Ministry of Punishment said in a low voice: "This is just a rough inspection, and I dare not disturb Concubine Fu's body. Your Majesty will ask the old mother in the palace to inspect it."

Emperor Yuan Jing said in a deep voice, "Where's that beast?"

"His Royal Highness has been banned in the palace, waiting for His Majesty's decision."

"Send it to Dali Temple." Emperor Yuan Jing glanced at the three of them sharply, "I will get the result within three days."

"Your Majesty, this is a big matter, and I'm afraid it won't work in three days." Dali Temple Qing said.

"I will only give you three days." Emperor Yuan Jing said with a cold face.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Wei's subordinates are full of talents and have repeatedly solved major cases. Why don't you transfer this case to the Metropolitan Procuratorate." The Minister of Criminal Affairs suggested.

Dali Siqing thinks it is very good.

"There are so many talented people, who are you referring to?" Wei Yuan calmly glanced at the two ministers, and then looked at Emperor Yuan Jing: "Those who can do things have already died in Yunzhou."

The Secretary of the Ministry of Justice and the Minister of Dali Temple looked at each other. The gong that had repeatedly solved strange cases was broken in Yunzhou. A few days ago, the two secretly applauded.

Now that the person who dumped the pot is gone, the minister of the Ministry of punishment and the minister of Dali suddenly feel a little complicated.

Concubine Fu died, suspected of being insulted by the prince, she jumped down from the attic, smashed through the guardrail, and fell to her death.