Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

Queen Xiao Ling kept looking at the high platform. The two people who looked quite well-matched stung her eyes.

Shen Mo was too partial. They were both sons, but her son had to move out of the palace and build his own house after getting married, while that man's son could enjoy the honor of being congratulated by all officials.

That position should have belonged to her son. Unexpectedly, after so many years, he still had the energy to stand here.

However, she was prepared and did not intend to let them be happy until the end.

Xiao Ling's sharp gaze swept across the platform and his sight fell on Cai Lan behind Jiang Yun, his eyes filled with deep malice.

Cailan was startled and panickedly grasped the corner of her clothes with both hands.

Originally, she didn't have to do this, but Yuxiu never came back after she went out, so she was the only one left who had to do it. Otherwise, not only would she die, but her parents and brothers outside the palace would also be implicated.

But even if she did it, she would still have no way to survive.

Xiao Ling saw all her hesitation and indecision. As the celebration was over and Jiang Yun was about to leave the platform, Xiao Ling opened his mouth silently and uttered a word.

Cailan saw it clearly, it was the word "kill", and after being frightened, her face turned ashen.

She took a few steps forward silently, and was only half an arm's length away from Jiang Yun.

Seeing Jiang Yun walking to the edge of the platform and about to step down, she reached out her hand from behind and suddenly pushed Jiang Yun.

"what!"

The sudden scream caused everyone to look towards the platform with pale faces, each with a look of fear on their face.

Shen Zhaoyong held Jiang Yun in his arms, looking at the palace maid who fell off the platform, and the other palace maid who suddenly stood on the platform.

Yan Ci immediately knelt on the ground, lowered his head to hide his calm expression, and said with trembling lips: "I...I saw her trying to assassinate His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone showed an expression of disbelief.

In broad daylight, under the emperor's nose, Chunchun was courting death by assassinating the prince.

But when the guards carried up the palace maid who had fallen off the platform and died on the spot, they saw a dagger beside her.

The reputation of assassination seemed to be confirmed.

Yan Ci did not feel guilty about killing the palace maid. She had no choice but to do it.

When she saw Cailan slowly approaching Jiang Yun, she realized something was wrong, but she was far away and thought it was impossible to stop her secretly. In order to prevent Jiang Yun from getting hurt, she could only push Cailan down.

If you intend to harm others, you will suffer the consequences.

Naturally, she was the one who threw the dagger.

Otherwise, why did she suddenly appear on the platform?

Obviously, although she saved Ayun, she was also implicated. Not only would the person who murdered Ayun not let her go, but her explanation with just her mouth and a dagger seemed powerless.

At this moment, looking at Jiang Yun who was protected intact, Xiao Ling's fierce gaze fell on Yan Ci.

She tilted her head and said to her personal maid Yin Lu, "Go check the background of that maid."

It takes a lot of courage to ruin her business.

When Xie Chengyin saw the palace maid kneeling on the platform, he recognized her as Yan Ci at a glance, but he did not expect Yan Ci to be so impulsive.

He clenched his fists and tried hard to control his anger. If he had known, he would not have let her in. If the matter of assassinating the prince could not be cleared, Yan Ci's life would be in danger.

Qiu Wenzhu had been staring at Xiao Ling. She knew that it was impossible for Xiao Ling to not take any action at the Crown Prince's wedding, but she did not expect that he would actually assassinate the Crown Princess.

She was used to sitting on the mountain and watching tigers fight. After all, she also had a son. When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. The more fiercely they fight, the one who will benefit in the end will be her.

But today, this scene where someone was bound to be injured was broken by a palace maid.

Qiu Wenzhu looked at the palace maid, and her scrutinizing expression lingered on the trembling Yan Ci for a long time.

Until the majestic voice of Emperor Tianqing sounded: "Raise your head!"

Yan Ci couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling. Many of the people below had seen her face before, not to mention that her biological father was there too.

It is impossible to hide your identity.

But given her identity and her appearance on the high platform, anyone would think that she was a greater suspect in the assassination.

Just as the guards behind Yan Ci came over and were about to lift her head, Shen Zhaoyi suddenly stood up.

"Father, my eldest brother and his wife have been frightened. Send them back to Chonghua Palace first. As for this palace maid, put her in jail first. It won't be too late to judge her after the facts are clarified."

Shen Zhaoyi seldom spoke in front of Emperor Tianqing. He had always been an inconspicuous person, and Emperor Tianqing seldom paid attention to his son.

Hearing Shen Zhaoyi speak, he also heard that Shen Zhaoyi was trying to excuse the palace maid. His eyes lingered on the palace maid for a moment longer and said, "Then lock her up first. Zhou Chu, I'll leave this matter to you to investigate."

The commander of the imperial guards, Zhou Chu, accepted the order and respectfully saw Emperor Tianqing off. He then ordered his men to arrest Yan Ci and take him away.

Xie Chengyin wanted to follow, but Shen Zhaoyi held his shoulder. He only heard him whisper: "I know that is Miss Yan. As for why she appeared there, let's not investigate for the time being. We should be thankful that our father handed her over to Zhou Chu. If she fell into Yang Zhao's hands, I'm afraid her body would not be intact."

After being enlightened by Shen Zhaoyi's words, Xie Chengyin slowly calmed down. He was indeed a little flustered when he saw Yan Ci being taken away. Being taken away by the imperial guards was already a good thing among bad things. At least, he would not be subjected to those secret punishments in the inner palace.

But physical pain is inevitable.

Xie Chengyin's heart ached. Thinking of Yan Ci's delicate, weak and vulnerable appearance, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He had to rescue her quickly.

The wedding started grandly but ended abruptly.

The ministers were all shrewd people. They knew that the assassination was nothing more than a private matter of the royal family. They did not dare to investigate further and dragged their wives, who were already half frightened, out of the palace and returned home.

Yan Tonglin searched for Yan Ci in the chaotic crowd for a long time but couldn't see him. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

He thought that Yan Ci might have left the palace, so he hurried to the palace gate and waited for a long time but still did not see Yan Ci.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Yan Tonglin had no choice but to go home.

Xie Chengyin had been standing not far away, and only left after he watched Yan Tonglin get on the carriage and leave.

Qicun followed behind Xie Chengyin, very puzzled as to why his master had waited for so long and just left without saying anything.

"Sir, why don't you tell Lord Yan about Miss Thirteen?"

Xie Chengyin originally planned to tell Yan Tonglin, but what would it matter if he told him? Yan Tonglin could do nothing but worry and be frightened.

"Go find Qiu Fuqiu and ask her to send someone to the Yan residence to tell them that the Thirteenth Miss has been taken home by her to play for a few days."

"Ah! What if Miss Qiu asks about Miss Thirteen?"

Xie Chengyin looked up at the sky, was silent for a moment and said, "Just say the person is here with me."

Qicun was even more surprised. Young Master's words could easily be misunderstood.

Besides, Miss Qiu is such a gossipy person. If she knew that the Thirteenth Miss and the Young Master were together, who knows what she would think.

His son is about to get married. If this affects the marriage, how will he explain to the Marquis?

Qicun tilted his head and glanced at Xie Chengyin. Seeing that his young master didn't care, he didn't say much.