Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

Xiao Chengzhang shuddered in his heart, and Yan Ci's confident look made him hesitate for a moment.

He did write letters about Hua Cijing, but that was a long time ago, and the person he corresponded with was...

Xiao Chengzhang raised his eyelids and glanced at Shen Zhaoyan sitting on the dragon throne.

Looking at the calm Shen Zhaoyan, Xiao Chengzhang felt relieved and immediately became tough.

"Well, I want to see what kind of letter you forged to frame me and Your Majesty."

Yan Ci sneered, took out the letters that Xie Chengyin had returned to her from her sleeve, and threw them to the ground with a bang.

A thick pile of letters scattered everywhere.

Yan Ci deliberately opened all the letters before going out, so the letters and envelopes here are separated.

The moment it fell to the ground, many letters with words on them were revealed.

All the officials stretched their necks to look over here, and some officials standing at the back even boldly moved forward a few steps, just to take a look at the contents of the letter.

Xiao Chengzhang was standing closest to the letters, and he saw the familiar handwriting on the letters at a glance. Apart from his own handwriting, it would be difficult to imitate them so realistically.

There was even a letter with a drop of ink accidentally dropped on the corner.

He clearly remembered that when he was writing the letter, he was startled by the butler Xiao Binglin who suddenly pushed the door open, leaving this pool of ink. Because the letter was already finished, he did not change it or rewrite it.

Looking at the page with ink stains on it among the letters on the ground, he could almost conclude that these letters were his handwritten letters, and that he had personally delivered them to Shen Zhaoyan.

There was a momentary blank in Xiao Chengzhang's mind, and his buzzing brain made him unable to recover for a long time. After a long time, he finally raised his head and looked at Shen Zhaoyan, questioning Shen Zhaoyan, who was now the emperor, with a cold look.

Even though he noticed Xiao Chengzhang's gaze, Shen Zhaoyan did not look at him. He stared at the letters scattered on the ground, and looked at Yan Ci with eyes as ferocious as a poisonous snake.

No wonder the letter he hid in the study was lost. He thought that Xiao Yizhen found it and took it away. He tried to test Xiao Yizhen many times but failed, so he put the matter of the letter aside.

Unexpectedly, it was stolen by Yan Ci.

The letter that Xiao Chengzhang had specially left behind, which he wanted to use to gain leverage over others, suddenly became a handle for others to use against him.

Shen Zhaoyan was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but at this point, he had to make up a story to cover it up. Otherwise, not only would his uncle Xiao Chengzhang become alienated from him, but all the civil and military officials in the court would also have complaints about him.

"It's just a few letters. What can they prove? Ask the civil and military officials in the court, who hasn't seen the Prime Minister's handwriting? If it's a deliberate imitation, who can tell?"

Yan Ci snorted, "Your Majesty, I think you misunderstood. I am not asking you to judge the authenticity of these letters. The truth is in the hearts of the people. I want you to see what is written in these letters, about Hua Cijing, about the General's Mansion, and about the late crown prince!"

Yan Ci's words were not necessarily very passionate, but his straightforward statement had already left a deep impression in the hearts of all the officials.

Yes, does it matter who wrote the letter? Even if one is true or false, there can be another true or false to cover it up, but the content of the letter is real.

Looking at Yan Ci who was making an impassioned speech and confronting the current emperor, Yan Tonglin huddled in the crowd and dared not move at all.

He had known before that this daughter was extraordinary and her insights into political affairs were more profound than those of someone like him who had been in the court for twenty years. But he had not expected that she now had the courage to stand in the Longchang Palace and challenge the emperor in public.

If you are not careful, it will be a serious crime that may cost you your life.

Just think about it, he had just enjoyed a few days of flattery because his daughter became the imperial concubine, but these good days were over in the blink of an eye.

Yan Tonglin felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to step forward to stop it.

All the civil and military officials remained silent, and no one dared to be the first to speak out.

Suddenly, a clear voice came from the entrance of the hall, "Let me take a look."

Everyone's eyes turned towards the door.

I saw Xu Zhengran, dressed in court robes, striding towards me.

He stood beside Yan Ci, bowed to Shen Zhaoyan, and said, "Xu Zhengran, the former Junior Scholar of the Zhanshi Mansion, pays respect to Your Majesty."

Shen Zhaoyan looked unhappy, "Didn't you resign? Why are you coming back?"

"I just heard about what Miss Yan said in the letter about the prince. I used to be the prince's junior secretary. When Your Highness was alive, I didn't have the time to do anything for Your Highness. Now I want to see if there is anything I can do for Your Highness."

As he said this, he bent down, picked up a letter from the ground, and began to read it as if no one was around.

The hall was completely silent. All the officials lowered their heads and watched, but their eyes were all wandering between Xu Zhengran and Shen Zhaoyan who were reading the letter.

Although they were curious and wanted to see what was written in the letter, they valued their lives more.

Under the emperor's murderous gaze, they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

As Xu Zhengran read the letter, his brows furrowed, then relaxed, and he sighed.

His every move affected the mood of everyone in the hall, especially Shen Zhaoyan and Xiao Chengzhang, who were afraid that he would say something shocking like Yan Ci in the next moment.

Although Xu Zhengran's face showed many expressions, he finally breathed a sigh of relief after reading several letters in a row.

He said, "After seeing so much, I feel even more uneasy. Since Miss Yan is here today to seek justice for Miss Hua, I will also join in the fun. I will also seek justice from His Majesty for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the officials, who were originally silent, gasped and were shocked beyond words.

What day is it today? Why do so many people come to Your Majesty to seek justice?

Was it an appointment, or did His Majesty really do so many unspeakable things?

Apart from being shocked, they became more curious about the contents of the letters on the ground.

General Meng Lingzheng had been standing there for so long that a letter floated to his feet. He had been holding it back for a long time, and finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and bent down to pick it up.

With the first and second people, the rest of the officials were also moved. Looking at their colleagues who were eager to try, their eyes met and they all rushed towards the letter closest to them.

Shen Zhaoyan's expression became uglier and slammed his palm heavily on the armrest. "How dare you! Are you two trying to rebel?"

Seeing Shen Zhaoyan getting angry, the court official who picked up the letter quickly put it into his sleeve, stood neatly back to his original position and continued to pretend to be a quail.

Yan Ci smiled. It was good to be angry. Being angry proved that he felt threatened.

But this is just the beginning.

She smiled calmly, "Your Majesty, where did you start this rebellion? I'm just seeking the truth. Are you afraid?"

Shen Zhaoyan looked at Yan Ci with regret in his eyes. He shouldn't have thought about pulling