Xu was too thin, so his belly looked abrupt.
The eyes appear bigger on the thin face.
Looking at him lightly.
Those eyes should be clear, but they are like smog, making people unable to see clearly.
Feng Mohan got up, stepped down the steps, walked slowly towards the woman, and stopped in front of her.
The probe raised her delicate chin, and said calmly, "I used to think that you like me."
The woman did not answer, but when he said this, she raised her eyes and looked straight into his eyes.
It seemed to mock his intention to say this sentence.
"I also thought that you are different from many women in this harem."
"But you appeared in front of my eyes three times and again, but it was always such a coincidence."
"In the Palace of Gande that night, you took the initiative to climb onto my dragon bed, Shan Lai, I really want to know, what exactly did you think about approaching me?"
The woman's lips opened slightly, and she said softly, "What does the emperor hope to be a concubine for?"
Unlocking the hand that clamped the woman's chin, Feng Mohan walked back to the seat and said, "Whoever is close to my woman has no selfish intentions. You say I am ruthless, and there are a few women in the harem who are affectionate to me."
The tone was cold, hiding an almost imperceptible self-deprecation.
"A year and a half ago, you started to go in and out of the harem frequently to treat your concubines in the harem. One and a half years later, almost all the concubines were found to have lost the ability to conceive." The man sat down on the chair and stared at her, "Is it you made?"
She didn't answer, and he continued to ask, "I was drunk and petted you that night. Even though people are drunk, it doesn't mean that I don't have any consciousness. You made some tricks on me, didn't you?"
With her eyes facing each other, the woman's expression is still indifferent, while the man's eyes are cold.
"There is nothing wrong with the crime. The emperor has determined that the matter has something to do with the concubine. Whatever the concubine says, the emperor will feel that the concubine is arguing."
"You never said a word, how can I be sure that I think you are sophistry? Don't mention the victimization of the harem concubine, how should you explain the matter of the Palace of Gande that night! You have never explained a lot of suspiciousness, but Blame me for not trusting you?"
The woman's eyelashes trembled, and she was silent again.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became stalemate.
After a while, the emperor sneered, "At this time you still uphold your nobleness and disdain to explain to me? Good, good! Stubborn!"
"Come here! Put the person in the clan mansion prison! Since I can't get the trial, then according to the law, it will be handed over to the clan mansion for trial!"
The footsteps of the Guards quickly sounded outside, and Shanlai's body trembled slightly, and she raised her eyes to look at the emperor, but saw that the emperor just turned around and stopped looking at her.
And from beginning to end, he never asked her about the fetus in her womb.
After the person was detained, Feng Mohan stood in the hall for a while before leaving the hall and returning to the Imperial Study Room.
On this day, the emperor stayed in the imperial study room for a whole day, during which no one was seen.
Except for this matter, everything in the palace is peaceful, everything is as orderly as usual, there is no difference.
In a blink of an eye, Xue Qinglian's operation is about to come to an end.
Only the last one is left. As long as the operation is successful, Xue Qinglian can recover like a normal person.
And this operation is also the most critical step in the entire treatment process.
Because the muscles and veins to be sutured this time are located around the heart.
Xue Qinglian's life is hard to save if there is a slight difference during the operation, and everything he did in the past two months is in vain.
Liu Yusheng scheduled the operation three days later.
Take three days to make the most comprehensive preparation.
Early in the morning of the third day, Qian Wanjin and Shi Xianrou came to Nanling Palace and waited outside the operating room.
After Liu Yusheng took Atractylodes, Qi Xin, Perilla, and Chenxiang into the room, he closed the doors and windows tightly, and a number of lanterns were lit inside, indicating that the operation had begun.
At the same time, news came from the clan mansion, and Xue Zhong asked to see Feng Qingbai.
This is the fourth time in half a month.
When receiving the message, Feng Qingbai looked plain, and finally went to the appointment.
After hanging three times, the opponent's patience should be almost exhausted, and it's time for the last game.
The atmosphere of the prison in the clan mansion is cold and humid all the year round, and the air exudes a rotten smell.
After coming several times, Feng Qingbai still didn't like the smell, and his habit of cleanliness would automatically emerge when he was away from the woman.
Instead of going to the innermost prison, he waited in the torture room, sitting on a chair against the wall.
Xue Zhong was carried and dragged by the jailer.
His wheelchair has long been missing, and the jailer has thoroughly implemented what Qian Wanjin said when he first came.
Not only is there no wheelchair, but the two meals a day are really spit from the restaurant.
Inhuman treatment, Xue Zhong now looks like he has no human form.
He smelled bad, unkempt, and ragged, and he couldn't keep up with the beggar clean when he threw it outside.
"Your vitality is so stubborn that this king is surprised." This can't die.
Although there is something that he can't let Xue Zhong die.
"The prince is absurd." During this period of time, Feng Qingbai did not come, and no one was tortured again and again. Although Xue Zhong was embarrassed, he also got a respite. On the contrary, he spoke a little stronger than before.
At least it can make people hear the sound.
"Don't talk nonsense, why are you looking for this king?" The man seemed impatient to continue playing with him, "Remember, you only have one chance."
"The prince can rest assured, the old man will cherish this opportunity." Xue Zhong was thrown on the ground. He could not even sit up without a wheelchair, so he could only lie down and talk.
The city government, which has been trained for many years, played a role at this time, without showing the slightest embarrassment.
"The prince keeps the life of the old man, so he wants to know the news you want to know from the old man? For example, about the destruction of the Baicao Valley back then, and whether your mother's death has anything to do with the old man. Also, based on the prince's mind , I must have doubted the reason why your mother took you to escape the palace." Xue Zhongjie laughed softly, "The old man can tell the prince everything, but the prince has to promise the old man a condition."
"You said, this king is listening. As for whether you can answer or not, it depends on whether your story is valuable."
"After the prince knows everything, he needs to let the old man leave. In addition, let Dongyue and Bei Cang withdraw the hunting order for the old man."
Feng Qingbai said indifferently, "If what you said is true, it is not difficult to let you go. Your life is of no use to the king, and it is just a matter of the king's thoughts."
Focusing on the man, Xue Zhong put a smile away, "I hope the prince speaks the words."
After the words, his expression seemed to fall into memories, and he also talked about the original events.
"Things have to start more than 40 years ago. At that time, Baicao Valley was still dying. The old man was still the elder of Baicao Valley, and he and your grandfather were brothers."