The reborn general girl is the emperor

Chapter 56 The death of the prince
An Ning was weighing the pros and cons in his heart, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the emperor's glance.

An Ning's heart skipped a beat, and she fell to her knees with a plop: "Holy, Holy Majesty..."

"The third child has something else to convey to you?"

The words of the emperor who didn't know whether to be happy or angry made An Ning's heart sway, and she kowtowed to the bottom: "I really want to speak, but it is not what the Third Highness told me."

The emperor rolled his eyelids, and looked coldly at An Ning who was lying on the ground: "Say."

Cold sweat dripped down the reed mat, and An Ning couldn't stop shivering all over.

If this matter is revealed, there is no guarantee that the emperor will not decapitate him in a fit of anger.

But if King Su is really allowed to ascend the throne, and King Su knows what he said for King Duan earlier, he will also die!
Now I only hope that the emperor can save his life for the sake of having followed him for so many years.

An Ning gritted her teeth, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Your Majesty, you have been shy of the cold recently, not because of the wind and cold invading your body."

The emperor's stern scrutiny only made An Ning feel like a light on his back, and his heart beat like a drum. It seemed that after several seasons, he heard a sound like rolling thunder,
"An Ning, do you know what is the crime of deceiving the emperor?"

An Ning's head wished he could stick it into the ground: "You should be punished for bullying the king! But what I said is true, and I dare not lie! Your Majesty, you are in the prime of life, when your blood is vigorous and your body is strong. , In the past few months, he has become more and more afraid of the cold like an old man, this is not just because of wind evil entering the body, it is actually caused by His Royal Highness King Su who has made people use snow stone powder like imperial food for many years!"

An Ning finished speaking in one breath as if going all out, and kowtowed her head deeply on the reed mat, not daring to move at all, even subconsciously holding back her breathing.

"Clap!"

The Qing porcelain was shattered, and the warm tea soup mixed with finely divided porcelain slag splashed on the face and hands, making An Ning shiver in shock, but did not dare to move at all.

A pair of hands clamped An Ning's neck vigorously, forcing him to raise his head.

Into the eyes, it was the emperor's scarlet eyes, and his face, which had always been upright and majestic, was distorted by anger.

The emperor's voice was deep and hoarse, like a tiger ready to go, showing its murderous aura: "An Ning, I think you are tired of living!"

The emperor's hand tightened accordingly, and An Ning's breathing suddenly became stagnant.

The strong sense of suffocation suddenly magnified the fear in An Ning's heart. The instinct to survive made him unconsciously reach out and scratch the hand that was stuck around his neck. With a trace of reason left, he struggled to argue with his last breath: "Slave... absolutely Don’t dare to… have half…half sentences…false words!”

The emperor's pupils shrank suddenly, and his hands became stronger.

An Ning couldn't speak anymore, only struggling and gasping for sobs.

After a while, the sobs subsided, and An Ning's scratching hands gradually lost strength.

The emperor's knuckles clasping An Ning's neck turned white, and his veins were bruised. Seeing An Ning's lips and cheeks turning purple, just a little more effort could kill him.

But at the last moment, the emperor let go, threw the man to the ground, flicked his sleeves, and stared at An Ning, who was lying on the ground and coughing, with a gloomy face: "Since you knew about it, why didn't you say it? "

An Ning, who was suddenly out of breath, had a burning pain in his lungs from the sudden rush of air, and lay on the ground coughing with snot and tears flying all over the place.

Hearing the emperor's question at this time, he hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face, pulled his sore hoarse throat, coughed, and kowtowed: "Thank you, my lord, for not killing me! Thank you, my lord, for not killing me! Slave... I knew about this, and coughed...cough...it also happened in this...one or two days..."

Looking at the toes approaching her in the field of vision, An Ning suddenly trembled all over, prostrated all over the ground, her neck tightened, her head buried in her chest and abdomen, staring at an inch of ground in front of her, kowtowed continuously, and kept shouting in her mouth: "Your Majesty! Forgive me!"

A foot stepped heavily on his shoulder, making An Ning dare not move any more, and the repeated begging for mercy disappeared, and he shrank into a ball. How could he still have the prestige of the old chief executive in front of others?
"Things that you only found out in the past two days? There is no proof, and you dare to plant the prince on him?"

The emperor's suppressed anger sounded above his head, causing An Ning's neck to choke for a while, as if there were still a pair of big hands pinching his neck, making him unable to breathe.

"Slave... Slave... dare not lie to the Holy Majesty, let alone slander the prince..."

An Ning's voice was high-pitched but choked with difficulty. Every time she uttered a word, she used great strength to stammer and finish, "A few days ago, the sixth prince suddenly contracted a cold...and died young. The empress...doesn't believe that the sixth prince...will suddenly catch a cold, and feel strange..."

Speaking of this, An Ning paused, stuck his head out a little, caught a glimpse of the emperor's toes from the corner of his eye, and quickly retracted it, "The sixth prince's...symptoms before the cold are just...the same as yours. Fear of the cold, fear of the wind... I asked the imperial doctor to see it, and they all said... that it is cold in autumn, and the weakness of the spleen and stomach leads to weakness, so it will be like this..."

An Ning swallowed her saliva, moistened her dry throat, opened her mouth, but couldn't speak again.

At that moment, the emperor let go of the foot on his shoulder, with a flick of his sleeve, he swept the teapots and cups on the table to the ground, turned his back and said, "Continue talking."

An Ning raised her head quietly, seeing the emperor's back was facing her, she hurriedly climbed a few steps, picked up the teapot that was still rolling on the reed mat, poured the remaining tea in the pot into her mouth, and swallowed heavily, just now she felt as if her throat was blocked. The feeling of being on a hard object dissipated.

Respectfully holding the teapot and putting it upright, An Ning knelt down again, buried her head in her chest, and spoke again, and the words went smoothly: "Your Majesty felt that something was wrong, so I asked someone to check the imperial dining room. Then... and then... "

An Ning stammered and hesitated, expecting to be questioned by the emperor, and he was allowed to continue talking.

But the emperor was just silent, he didn't speak, neither did the emperor.

An Ning's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

He knew that after today, he might not be able to gain the emperor's trust anymore.

All the distracting thoughts in An Ning's mind were cleared away, and she changed her previous trembling panic. She stood up straight, bowed to the ground with a solemn expression, and got rid of the hoarseness caused by the discomfort in her throat. The Sixth Prince's meal was sprinkled with snow stone powder, and he ate it for a month, which completely ruined the Sixth Prince's lungs, which made the Sixth Prince weak and afraid of the cold, and he caught a cold when he blew a little cool wind, and couldn't afford to get sick. "

An Ning took a breath. The steam from the exuberant earth dragon in the Xinde Hall scalded his throat like a fire, but he didn't have a chance to take another sip of water. "Because your symptoms are too similar to the sixth prince's, After careful investigation, the empress found out that you have been taking snow stone powder for more than two months. If you were not in your prime and in good health, I'm afraid..."

An Ning closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and finally said the outrageous words: "I'm afraid, you have died of illness like the sixth prince."

There was a loud bang, and the carved ebony table on the couch was knocked over heavily, hitting the Qing porcelain teapot that An Ning had helped up earlier.

Broken porcelain and sawdust were flying.

An Ning lowered her head and remained motionless.

"The queen interrogated the people in the imperial dining room?"

The furious emperor lowered his voice and asked in a low voice, like a roaring lion.

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