Needle drop can be heard in the Hundred Flowers Hall. This silence is like a gradually falling sky, heralding the coming darkness.
Chu Yingruo was trembling, and stared at Shen Shiyao in horror and disbelief: "For more than ten years, I have treated you like a sister, but how do you know that your heart is like a snake and a scorpion, just because you are jealous of Zixiao's concubine, so bloody?" Spray people and slander our mother and son."
Shen Shiyao burst into tears, she was clearly doing the stabbing in the back, she still looked pitiful: "Yingruo, I also treat you as a family member, I watched Xiao Jiu grow up, do you think I can bear it. But, For the sake of the Zong family's foundation, how can I continue to hide the emperor, if the divine sword is mastered, then everything will be irreversible."
"Shut up, you poisonous woman!" Chu Yingruo walked to Zong Minghe's feet, grabbed his clothes and cried, "The emperor must not listen to slander, this poisonous woman humiliates our mother and son, and humiliates the emperor!"
Zong Minghe looked at Shen Shiyao sullenly: "Tell me, what did you find?"
Zong Ziheng knelt on the ground, his limbs were so soft that he could hardly support his body, he couldn't think of any way to stop this, he didn't even dare to look at Zong Zixiao's face anymore.
Shen Shiyao wiped her tears and tremblingly said: "At that time, in order to investigate the murder of His Highness the Second Highness, the Emperor ordered people to search the Bailu Pavilion. Afterwards, it was the concubine who helped Yingruo to organize the private belongings in the boudoir. As a result, she accidentally discovered that she had hidden a piece of paper with three egrets embroidered on it. The silk handkerchief, the egret, two big and one small."
"Egret?" Zong Minghe narrowed his eyes.
"You are talking nonsense!" Chu Yingruo's eyes were so red that she was about to bleed, she shouted like crazy, "You are talking nonsense, when did I embroider such an egret silk handkerchief, you are talking nonsense!"
"What's wrong with Bailu?" Zong Minghe shouted.
"I don't know the emperor, the egret is the most common bird in the wetlands of Yanzhou. The Lu family of Yanzhou used it as a family emblem."
Hearing the words "Yanzhou Lu's", Zong Minghe's face turned livid, and then turned red again, with veins and veins appearing on his forehead.
"The Lu family is just a little-known sect, and the concubines were born in Qilu, so I have heard a little about it. When I heard that Yingruo changed her bedroom to Bailu Pavilion, I knew that she was always thinking about her former fiancé. I even saw her call that person after she was drunk, and she was affectionate. I kept a secret for her all the time, but I didn't want the emperor to have a quarrel with her, but she tarnished the royal blood, and even, even the emperor intended to make Zixiao the heir, and the concubine Even if you die, you can't just watch the Zong family's century-old foundation be destroyed!"
Chu Yingruo's beautiful and moving face was horribly distorted at this moment, as if she wished she could pounce on Shen Shiyao, she screamed sharply: "Poisonous woman! You framed me, you pretended to approach me with good intentions all these years, you How long have you been plotting!"
Zong Zixiao stared blankly at this absurd play performed by the adults, every word fell like a knife, he instinctively looked to his elder brother for help, but the elder brother didn't look at him.
Why doesn't the eldest brother look at him
With a click, the armrest of the chair was broken in Zong Minghe's hands. He was so wide-eyed that he sternly said, "Go search, go search!"
Brothers Huang Hong and Huang Wu led the way.
"Emperor!" Chu Yingruo cried and begged, "This poisonous woman is framing me. I haven't embroidered any egret silk handkerchiefs. If something was found, she put it in when I was not prepared. Trust me."
Zong Minghe lowered his head, his eyes were cold: "Then 'Bailu Pavilion', is she also framed you?"
Chu Yingruo was speechless.
Zong Minghe took off his saber and threw it in front of Zong Zixiao.
There was a bang, echoing in the hall, the lingering sound lingered for a long time, like the drumbeat before the battle, every sound was approaching a big battle.
Zong Ziheng knelt and crawled over, standing between the sword and Zong Zixiao, he begged: "Father, don't be here..."
Chu Yingruo also cried and begged bitterly.
"Pick it up!" Zong Minghe shouted at Zong Zixiao.
Zong Zixiao's whole body was ice-cold, and this feeling of watching the sky collapse in front of his eyes was unique in this life. Before the food on the table was cold, his life was about to be turned upside down in such a short time. He listened to himself and asked, "You already knew?"
The voice was very soft and small, almost only Zongzi Heng who was the closest could hear it.
Zong Ziheng looked at the younger brother whom he brought up with his own hands, and almost cried.
Zong Zixiao suddenly pulled out his sword.
"Xiaoer—" Chu Yingruo hissed.
All the spiritual power was poured into the blade, and Zong Zixiao's clothes and hair moved automatically without wind, floating like a fairy.
It can be said that a young man who is not yet an adult can release such a powerful spiritual pressure, which can be said to be astonishing, but at this moment, everyone's eyes are only on the sword.
This sword, which was passed down from Zong's ancestors and can only be used by Zong's blood, has no sense in Zongzixiao's hands.
If fear had a sound, it would be deafening in the Hundred Flowers Hall, and it wouldn't be like now, where no one even dared to breathe.
Zong Minghe looked at Zong Zixiao with a pair of blood-red eyes, he shouted violently, and the huge spiritual pressure pushed over like a wave, and knocked everyone to the ground with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops.
There was only one thought left in Zong Ziheng's mind - how to save Zong Zixiao's life.
Zong Minghe grabbed Chu Yingruo's neck, lifted her up from the ground, and said harshly, "Bitch, you bastard!"
Chu Yingruo's face was flushed red, her legs kicked helplessly in the air.
"Mother!" Zong Zixiao yelled and was about to pounce on him.
Zong Ziheng hugged his waist and pressed him firmly to the ground.
"Let me go!" Zong Zixiao bared his teeth at Zong Zi Heng like a little beast driven into a corner, "You already knew!"
Zong Ziheng felt a pain in his heart, for the first time he saw genuine hatred in Zong Zixiao's eyes. He made up his mind, took out a yellow talisman and pasted it on Zong Zixiao's mouth, and sealed his acupuncture points. At this moment, Zong Zixiao's life was hanging by a thread, and he must not say a word or do a wrong thing. He turned his head to beg Zong Minghe: "Father, the matter has not been clarified yet, please let Concubine Chu go first. All the ladies and brothers and sisters are here."
These words finally brought back Zong Minghe's rationality. After all, he couldn't kill his concubine in front of his children. He threw Chu Yingruo on the ground, and looked at Shen Shiyao and Zongzi Heng like a beast. , asked ferociously: "You guys already knew?!"
Shen Shiyao hastily argued: "Emperor, Ziheng doesn't know, if he knew, how dare he hide it. It's the concubine, the concubine who suspects in his heart, but there is no evidence, so he dare not speak nonsense, but as the emperor is about to leave for Kunlun, the days are getting closer and closer. The closer it gets, the concubine can no longer just sit back and watch. If the concubine misunderstands Concubine Chu and Xiao Jiu, she is willing to die to apologize. As long as she can protect my family, the concubine will die."
"You...you..." Zong Minghe's face was pale, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.
At this time, Li Xiangtong rushed over after hearing the news, and entered the Hundred Flowers Hall with Huang Hong and Huang Wu.
Li Xiangtong scanned the audience, and there was a hint of pleasure between her brows. When she strolled past Zong Ziheng and Zong Zixiao, that condescending glance clearly contained overwhelming hatred.
Huang Hong handed over the things in his hand to the servant, who then forwarded it to Zong Minghe.
Zong Minghe shook off the piece of fine silk exuding soft pearl light, and three egrets were impressively embroidered on it, two big ones and one small, with delicate and skillful stitches, lifelike.
Chu Yingruo curled up on the ground, gasping like a gossamer.
Zong Ziheng closed his eyes.
"Take this bitch..." Zong Minghe's eyes fell on Zong Zixiao, and now only rage and resentment remained from the love and indulgence of the past, "And this bitch, put them all in the dungeon!"
Zongzi Xiao collapsed on the ground, his eyes were empty and desperate.
"Check it out for me and find out who this bitch belongs to!"
Huang Hong and Huang Wu took orders in unison.
"If someone dares to reveal a word about today's matter, they will be punished severely!" Zong Minghe dropped these words and left in a hurry.
Zong Zixiao was taken away, Zong Ziheng stared blankly at his hand, which still had his younger brother's body temperature on it.
Overnight, the sky changed. What he was most afraid of and what he wanted to prevent the most was revealed to others by his closest people in the most embarrassing way when he was most caught off guard. The most innocent person he wanted to protect the most was caught in the very center of the storm and might be torn to pieces at any time.
For the rest of his life, he would never forget Zong Zixiao's eyes filled with resentment and hatred.