Nan Yan felt sore in her heart.
Of course she believed that Jian Ruocheng would not harm herself.
No matter what happened, no matter how their identities changed, he was always the second son of Jian Yue Qingfeng back then.
She said softly: "This matter has made you tired."
Jian Ruocheng shook his head, and said: "It doesn't matter if I suffer, as long as His Royal Highness King Wei is safe."
Nan Yan nodded lightly.
Jian Ruocheng breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at her again, and said, "Your Majesty, this time, are you ordering to thoroughly investigate this matter?"
"Yes."
"But I—"
"I know," Nan Yan said, "You have long been unemployed at home, and this matter has nothing to do with you."
Speaking of this, she sighed: "I don't know what the emperor thinks, why did he arrest you again."
Jian Ruocheng chuckled lightly.
Nan Yan looked down at him.
At first I thought he was smiling wryly, but after looking at it, I found that he was smiling calmly.
And in those bright eyes, a trace of complicated emotions flashed.
Fleeting.
Nan Yan almost thought that she was wrong, but Jian Ruocheng coughed lightly twice, then raised her head and said to her: "It's a pity that I can't provide any clues for your empress this time."
"It doesn't matter," Nan Yan shook her head, as if she had just misread it.
"I will think of another way."
"Your Majesty, you must also remember that no matter how you investigate, your Majesty must first consider your own safety."
"I know, thank you son."
Jian Ruocheng nodded to her, glanced behind her again, and said with a wry smile: "This place is cold, damp, and filthy. Ma'am, don't stay here for too long."
Nan Yan glanced back.
The jailers outside were still watching them.
Nan Yan also knew to some extent that he and Jian Ruocheng were different from others and could not get too close. Although Zhu Feng was calm and rational in other things, he was terribly childish in some things.
It is best not to have any handles fall into the hands of others.
So, Nan Yan said softly: "These days, I won't let them touch you again, Second Young Master, take care, I will try my best to clear up His Royal Highness King Wei as soon as possible, and let you all go out as well."
"Thank you."
Nan Yan got up and walked out.
The door of this cell was quickly locked again by iron chains. Nan Yan took one last look, and then walked out slowly.
The jailers followed her.
Nan Yan walked in front of the iron gate of the prison, stopped suddenly, and turned around and said: "I ask you, except for Mr. Jian and those adults, there were also several eunuchs and maids of Chengqian Palace who were arrested. Caught in. Where are they?"
Several jailers looked at each other.
One of them stepped forward and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, those few people are all dead after being tortured."
"What?!"
Nan Yan said angrily: "You guys, how dare you kill them?"
The jailer said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't get me wrong. How dare we kill innocent people indiscriminately? It's just torture. These people are so weak that they didn't even survive a round of torture. They just died like this. We, neither Way."
"..."
Nan Yan frowned.
But she knew that it was useless to get angry.
In the prison, it is so simple to kill a person. Back then, which one of the three thousand court ladies who were almost cut alive, and myself who suffered so much, was not like this
Nan Yan let out a deep breath, and then said, "Then, where is the interrogation file?"
"It has been handed over to the Ministry of Punishment."
"..."
Nan Yan took one last look at them, and left the prison angrily.
Before leaving, she said coldly: "From today onwards, you are not allowed to torture any of these people. This Palace is ordering to investigate this matter. If you disobey this Palace, you are disobedient." Your Majesty, when the time comes, let you have a taste of this for yourself!"
Several people were startled by her.
Hastily prostrated himself on the ground: "The little ones don't dare."
Not long after Nan Yan returned to Yikun Palace, someone sent someone to the Ministry of Criminal Justice to send a message to pass the interrogation file and everything related to this matter to Yikun Palace for her to see.
And the dossier—
She looked it over, and sure enough, it was of no value.
After a while, Ting Fu also came back from outside.
Nan Yan asked: "How, did you find out?"
Ting Fu said: "Your Majesty, I have already gone to Wu Zuo's morgue to inquire. I heard that after those famous palace officials died in prison, their bodies were quickly disposed of and incinerated. Now, nothing has been found."
"...?!"
Nan Yan frowned all of a sudden.
And Ran Xiaoyu next to him said in shock: "How could it be so fast?"
"It's so fast," Ting Fu frowned, and said, "The servants also asked, and they said that it happened to coincide with last night, the day for the centralized incineration of corpses, so—"
"Is it really such a coincidence?"
Nan Yan gritted her teeth and said, "The time is fixed, but the people behind the scenes can calculate the time to do these things first."
Ran Xiaoyu turned to look at her: "Madam, do you suspect that the incident happened to those palace servants?"
Nan Yan took a deep breath, and said, "There should be no problem with the few people who have been following King Wei—of course, unless these people have been lurking deep and haven't been found after hiding for such a long time, but I suspect that, It happened this time, the two court ladies and one eunuch who the emperor ordered to give him more."
"oh?"
"Someone messed up in the middle."
Ran Xiaoyu said: "But now that the person is dead, we want to investigate, but we can't find it."
"..."
Nan Yan didn't speak, but gritted her teeth hard.
Now, she just regrets it too late to take care of this matter by herself.
Let the mastermind behind the scenes have enough time to clean up these traces, and now, there is almost nothing she can do.
Nan Yan thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Xiaoyu, do you feel that this feeling is a bit familiar."
"..."
Ran Xiaoyu froze for a moment, then said, "Your Majesty, you mean—"
"It's kind of like, the Golden Building Bieyuan."
Nan Yan murmured: "I know it's him, but I just can't find any clues to convict him."
Ran Xiaoyu said: "Your Majesty doubts, is it Duke Cheng? Concubine Kang?"
Nan Yan didn't speak, and suddenly picked up the file from the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and opened a page, which recorded some words that Zhu Chengxuan had confessed during his interrogation.
In those days, who had entered and left Chengqian Palace.
Nan Yan pointed at the names above with one hand, and looked at them one by one—
There is the Minister of Rites.
Jian Ruocheng entrusted Jian Lao to enter the palace.
There is King Ning.
There are queens.
…
When her finger reached the last name, she frowned.
Cheng Guogong!