Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 89
How can people believe Ling Youyao's words alone?

Lou Qi was the first to stand up and question: "The princess said that Huashi had died a long time ago, but King Jing personally admitted that Huashi was still alive and imprisoned in the palace this morning. Is this statement also absurd?"

Letting them believe that Fahrenheit is dead is like believing that the sun and the moon are in the same sky. They will never let go of such a good opportunity to get rid of Fu Mingjue.

Guessing that they didn't believe it, Ling Youyao said: "My lord must have seen General Wei leading his people away just now. May I ask, have you seen Huashi?"

When everyone heard the words, they looked at each other in blank dismay, and their hearts were unavoidably shaken.

When Wei Xiu left, there were only the guards accompanying him, how could there be any Fahrenheit?
Ling Qingyan interjected: "Judging by the expressions on everyone's faces, it seems that I didn't see it. If that's the case, let's all go back."

Lou Qi did not give up and insisted: "In the early court, King Jing personally admitted that Fahrenheit was not dead when confronted by His Majesty, could it be that there is still a lie?"

"Lord Lou, you are really confused," Ling Qingyan said, "Your Majesty asked the prince what he had to say, but the prince only answered without anything to say. When did he admit that Huashi is still alive?"

Lou Qi was speechless, so it seemed that it was true.

Ling Qingyan continued: "Your Majesty later said that we will make a conclusion after everything is found out."

"Your Majesty hasn't made a decision yet, Lord Lou brought people to the palace aggressively, and insisted that King Jing imprisoned his biological mother. Lord Lou, what are you thinking about?"

What is your heart?

——Naturally, he wanted to trample Fu Mingjue into the dust!

Ling Youyao took everyone's expressions into her eyes. The reason why she asked Lu Bao to block Ling Qingyan in front of the palace gate in the next court was for now.

There are only many officials in Beijing who have feuds with Fu Mingjue. Since Fu Xiuyun wants to use the courtiers to put pressure on Fu Mingjue, once they hear the news that Ronggui is about to die, they will desperately come to stop him.

At that time, the eldest princess has already dealt with nobleman Rong, and all she has to do is insist that nobleman Rong died many years ago.

Ling Youyao glanced at the crowd with a slight smile, and said: "It's just a non-existent thing, what is the truth, His Majesty will explain it, all adults, please go back."

Having said that, there is no reason to stay anymore. As for whether this matter is true or not, it will be revealed tomorrow.

After Lou Qi and others left, there was an instant silence in front of the palace.

Shen Xuhuai looked at Ling Youyao with complicated eyes, and his tone was slightly sour: "Are you so worried about Fu Mingjue?"

Beg the eldest princess for him, deal with the courtiers for him, and plead for him to enter the palace
Ling Youyao paused, looked at Ling Qingyan who turned her head and pretended not to hear, and said to Shen Xuhuai: "My lord, I am thinking of myself. If something happens to the prince, wouldn't I have to suffer along with him?"

There was some truth in these words, but Shen Xuhuai still frowned, unwilling to let go.

In the past, Ling Youyao was always afraid when she saw Fu Mingjue, she didn't even dare to look at him more, but now she can do everything for him.

Sometimes, Shen Xuhuai couldn't figure out what changed everything in these short few months?
He remained silent for a long time, and Ling Youyao said again: "My lord, I really didn't lie to you."

The life and death of Fu Mingjue affects the development of all things, he cannot die, and neither can Shen Xuhuai.

After a long time, Shen Xuhuai sighed: "I believe you, it's just that I feel a little uncomfortable seeing you being so kind to others."

Ling Youyao fell silent again, it is inevitable to be uncomfortable, but it is better than being ransacked and beheaded in the Dingguohou's Mansion in the future.

Ling Qingyan on the side couldn't stand it any longer, and pulled Shen Xuhuai away: "Okay, okay, it's past noon, I haven't eaten a grain of rice since morning, and I'm so hungry that my chest sticks to my back, let's eat first!"

Turning around, she told Ling Youyao: "Yao'er, you should be careful when you enter the palace. If something happens, hide behind the prince. If you are beaten, let him take it. You are skinny and tender, so don't move forward."

Ling Youyao: "." She promised not to move forward.

After they left, Ling Youyao got into the carriage to enter the palace, thinking about the beating that Ling Qingyan said just now, she felt uneasy.

If it is really necessary to punish, I only hope that the eldest princess will be there to dissuade one or two.

At this time, Chengming Palace.

Wei Xiu truthfully reported everything that happened in the palace to Fu Xiuyun. The latter's face was clouded, and he looked up at Fu Mingjue who was kneeling in the hall, trying his best to suppress his anger.

"Now even the eldest princess is helping you, are you happy?"

Fu Mingjue remained silent.

Seeing him like this, Fu Xiuyun became even more angry: "I'm asking you something!"

Fu Mingjue's eyes moved slightly, and he said, "I don't know that the eldest princess will go."

"I don't know?" Fu Xiuyun laughed back angrily, "The eldest princess has always loved you, if she knew that you had fallen into public opinion because of Fahrenheit, how could she stand idly by? Now that she killed Fahrenheit for you with her own hands, isn't it just a solution to your urgent need?"

"Your strategy of seeking victory in danger is not like your usual style!"

Fu Mingjue frowned slightly, it was not his style to beg the eldest princess, he would never beg anyone.

"I forgot, it's not about you, it's about you marrying a good princess." Fu Xiuyun sneered.

He never expected that Ling Youyao would invite the eldest princess to rescue her. If it wasn't for her, his plan would not be ruined.

Mentioning Ling Youyao, Fu Mingjue finally had a different kind of emotion in his eyes, "This matter has nothing to do with her, if your majesty wants to punish, just punish the minister."

Fu Xiuyun hated his indifferent appearance so much, he laughed angrily: "You really think I'm reluctant to punish you, don't you?"

In the past, Fu Mingjue helped him get rid of obstacles for him, even at the expense of the notoriety of killing his brother and mother, to help him ascend the throne. It was precisely because of this that he would indulge him again and again.

Fu Mingjue lowered his eyes, and said in a calm tone, "Whether your Majesty is rewarded or punished, I will accept it."

Hearing his words, Fu Xiuyun could no longer restrain the anger in his heart: "Come on! Take him down, fifty sticks!"

Fifty rods go down, vomiting blood and seriously injuring, and even killing, life or death depends entirely on the executioner.

But Fu Mingjue seemed to be used to it, got up and went out of the hall.

Fu Xiuyun has anger in his heart, if he is not allowed to vent it today, he will not give up.

The dim sunlight fell on the glazed tiles, reflecting thin light. Fu Mingjue knelt outside the Chengming Hall, allowing the eunuch in charge to wave his staff and hit him on the back again and again.

But he just pursed his lips tightly, a thin layer of sweat overflowed from his forehead, his brows were furrowed, and he endured the pain extremely, but he didn't make a sound.

Sitting in the hall, Fu Xiuyun heard the muffled sound of the court stick hitting the flesh, and rubbed his temples irritably.

Zilin in the past was obviously not like this now, he was obedient and would call him Brother Huang, but since the death of his father, everything has changed...

But the person who changed was Fu Mingjue, not him.

While Fu Xiuyun was immersed in memories, there was a sudden shout from outside the hall——

"Stop this Gong!"

Fu Yunchuo kicked away the eunuch who was in charge of the punishment, and quickly supported Fu Mingjue, "Xiao Qi, are you alright?"

"No problem..."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Mingjue could hardly suppress the boiling injury in his chest, and a mouthful of hot blood spewed out, staining the gray floor tiles red.

(End of this chapter)