After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

Suddenly, Gu Qijue held the sword and lifted his robe, half-crouching in front of A Bao.

Face to face, Abao suddenly became alert.

But Gu Qijue slowly leaned close to her ear and asked in a cold and deep voice.

"Your Highness, aren't you curious? Who is the mastermind behind Concubine Chun's poisoning?"

This incoherent sentence made A Bao feel depressed.

Concubine Chun, who lived in seclusion in the palace, actually took the initiative to offer to help Concubine Li Jia regain her favor?

At the beginning, she guessed that there was a real manipulator behind Concubine Chun, but Concubine Chun had been killed by the old emperor with a cup of poisoned wine, and she had not been able to find strong evidence for the time being.

But why did Gu Qijue suddenly mention Concubine Chun?

Was he giving a kind reminder or a warning with a hidden meaning?

Or was he mocking her for still not being able to find the mastermind behind the Concubine Chun case?

Suspicious, A Bao tried to get some information out of Gu Qijue.

Suddenly, Gu Qijue stood up and walked towards the old censor Sun, with the black evil-eliminating sword in his hand clanging in front of the kneeling old censor Sun.

"It has been raining for days, and the bluestone bricks in front of the Xuanshi Hall are very cold and gloomy."

"If he continues to kneel, Elder Sun will probably shorten his life."

Although his face was expressionless, Old Censor Sun could see the chill in Gu Qijue's expression.

Shorten his life? Does Gu Wuchang dare to kill him in front of Xuanshi Hall? !

Old Censor Sun, who has been in the court for many years, is already a shrewd man, but he has always relied on his seniority to bully others. Even though he could hear the warnings and threats in Gu Qijue's words, Old Censor Sun still ignored him.

With a look of humiliation on his face, Old Censor Sun angrily cursed: "You murderous devil! This is in front of the Holy Emperor! How dare you attack?!"

Gu Qijue suddenly laughed.

"It seems that Lord Sun must have been honest all his life. I am sure that I cannot kill you."

As he laughed, murderous intent gradually crept into the corners of his sharp eyes.

A Bao keenly noticed that something was wrong with Gu Qijue.

Madam Lin, whom she had helped up just when she stood up, suddenly stumbled forward and grabbed the corner of Gu Qijue's sleeve tightly, saying with tears streaming down her face: "Master Gu is deeply trusted by His Majesty! Please help to inform His Majesty and allow me to explain my grievances!"

"Grudges?"

Gu Qijue's cold gaze passed Mrs. Lin and looked at A Bao.

Po calmed himself down and glared back defiantly.

Unexpectedly, Gu Qijue stared at her with a half-smile, and asked Mrs. Lin after a long time.

"The three courts of the Dali Temple are holding a trial. Madam Lin is still afraid that she won't be able to redress her grievances?"

Mrs. Lin wanted to cry again.

The pitch-black evil-killing sword in Gu Qijue's hand fell on Mrs. Lin's shoulder.

It was neither light nor heavy, but the sword of eliminating evil was enough to make Mrs. Lin stiff all over.

Gu Qijue's smile grew colder, "Your Majesty is very busy with government affairs. Why don't you go back to the inn to take care of the 'bedridden' Governor Lin? When the three courts of the Dali Temple hold a joint trial in ten days, Your Majesty will come in person, and the case will surely be solved."

A Bao was more and more surprised: the time for the joint trial of the three courts in the Dali Temple had already been set?

Even the old emperor is personally supervising the case?

A Bao was quite nervous, her mind was racing. In order to deal with this conspiracy to depose the East Palace, she had to make her original plan more precise.

But only ten days was too hasty and rushed.

While A Bao was stunned and silent, Mrs. Lin, with tears in her eyes, could not hide her disappointment.

Thinking they were being inconspicuous, Madam Lin and Old Censor Sun looked at each other.

What exactly does your majesty mean? Do you want to help the Jiangnan Palace? Or do you want to help the Governor's Office?

Hesitant, Mrs. Lin silently considered what to do next.

Just at this moment, the door of Xuanshi Hall was pushed open from the inside.

Eunuch Desheng walked down the steps holding the imperial edict and stood in front of Abao.

"Princess Diyang accepts the order."

A Bao hesitated for a moment, then knelt in front of the Xuanshi Hall and saluted.

Eunuch Desheng unfolded the imperial edict and said in a high, shrill voice: "According to the imperial decree, Princess Diyang is not strict in her internal affairs. She is confined to the Eastern Palace for three months as a punishment."

In the deathly silence, A Bao raised his eyes and looked towards the majestic and solemn Xuanshi Hall.

But on the bluestone steps, the pressure from the Xuanshi Palace was so great that she could only see a dark shadow.

Eunuch Desheng reminded quietly: "Princess, please accept the decree?"

After a long silence, A Bao bowed to the ground and said, "Thank you, my Lord, for your grace!"

After receiving the imperial edict, A Bao silently looked at the magnificent door of the Xuanshi Palace, which closed again in front of her.

The old emperor's punishment was very subtle.

You mean a fine? Yes, it was.

But is this three-month house arrest too severe a punishment? Or is it too light a punishment?

The subtlety of this imperial edict was enough to make the court officials ponder it for a long time.

At this moment, the censors of the Censorate, headed by the old censor Sun, looked at each other in bewilderment. For a moment, they didn't know whether to continue this death-defying remonstration in front of the palace or to disperse.

A Bao took it all in.

As if thinking about something, she called the palace maids and, using the excuse that Old Censor Sun was old, ordered them to support Old Censor Sun, and of course Madam Lin who was crying and "almost fainted".

"Send you two to the warm room in the side hall to rest."

Once these words were spoken, it gave the old censor Sun a way out.

Wait until silence returns to the Xuanshi Hall.

Gu Qijue crossed his arms across his chest, and, relying on his height advantage, he looked down at A Bao.

"Now that things have come to this, does Your Highness regret it?"

"What do you regret?"

"You saved Mr. Xiao's life."

Hearing this, A Bao tightly grasped the imperial edict and approached the cold and stern Black Impermanence Gu Qijue step by step.

"No way? Commander Gu of the Western Prison actually thought that?"

Ah Bao sneered coldly and asked, "Who killed Lin Rongjin?"

"Is this answer what they care about most now?"