After marrying wrongly, I became the general's white moonlight

Chapter 243 Into the Prison
The past cannot be traced back, but Murong Qing never forgot his purpose of entering the palace.

Seeing that the noble concubine was tired from crying, Murong Qing coaxed her to sleep before leaving the palace with a complicated heart.

She has to go back and tell Pei Mo about this!

The moon hangs high, and lanterns are hung in the palace.

Murong Qing thought in his mind, before marrying Pei Mo, how did he survive such a lonely first half of his life?
Thinking of this, her steps became faster and faster.

But she didn't know that when she was walking in the corridor, a court lady hid in the corner and watched her, her eyes were as cold as a snake that was winding forward to hunt.

Murong Qing was absent-minded along the way, the news was too shocking, she hadn't digested it yet, she hadn't noticed that the guards in front of the palace gate's eyes became more and more fierce.

Just when her foot was about to step out of the vermilion palace gate——

"stop!"

Murong Qing was frightened by the harsh stop sound.

"Take off the cloak and raise your head!"

I saw a guard pressing his right hand on the handle of the knife, his left hand stopped Murong Qing and scolded.

The rest of the guards were also staring at Murong Qing closely, which made her panic for no reason. Could it be that she was found stealing the imperial concubine's waist card?
Murong Qing felt like a rabbit was jumping wildly in her heart, she took off the cap of her cloak, and raised her beautiful little face.

She planned to report her family name, "The poor concubine is the wife of the Great General Zhen Guo, and she came to the palace to visit the imperial concubine, why did you stop me?"

Originally, Murong Qing thought that this would be able to restrain the guards guarding the gate.

Unexpectedly, the leading guard glanced at her, turned around and asked the maid behind him, "Is that her?"

The palace maid sneered, "It's her, arrest the woman who set fire to the empress's bedroom!"

Murong Qing's heart sank.

……

Yongning Palace, here is the palace where the empress temporarily lives.

Murong Qing was crushed and knelt down on the ground, she raised her head and saw a graceful and luxurious woman even in pajamas sitting on the main seat of the palace.

But no matter how luxurious that whole body was, it couldn't conceal the sickness on his face.

This person is the Queen of the Central Palace at that time, the granddaughter of Huo Qiong, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, and thanks to Huo Qiong's strong recommendation, the emperor was able to sit firmly on the dragon chair.

Many years have passed, and Huo Qiong died of illness long ago. Even so, the emperor would always think of Huo Qiong who was in the same sentence when the ministers were arguing endlessly in the court.

Murong Qing recalled the vague impression of this queen's mother's family in his previous life, and every time he thought of it, his heart felt cold.

"Bold Murong, you dare to intentionally set fire to murder the empress!"

Standing beside the queen was the court lady brought by Murong Qing, her pair of triangular eyes were full of viciousness.

"The empress misunderstood, this fire was not caused by the poor concubine!" Murong Qing defended.

"Oh! I think you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, someone, bring the evidence!"

The palace lady clapped her hands, and then a palace lady came up from behind Murong Qing, holding a tray with a fire bag on it.

Murong Qing looked at the tray, inexplicably feeling that the fire folder looked familiar.

"Murong, is this Huozhangzi yours? Some people saw you appearing beside the ruins of Zifu Palace, what is your intention?"

Murong Qing remembered that this was the fire folder held by the imperial concubine, and said calmly, "No, no."

A no, the queen's face sank.

The palace lady had already prepared, "You're a dead duck, so tell me, judging from the guard's records, you left the palace the day before yesterday, why are you still entering the palace in the middle of the night? And why did you appear next to the ruins of Zifu Palace? Hiding things furtively in the corner! Then the fire investigators found this in the porcelain vat in the corner, how do you explain it!"

Murong Qing was suddenly at a loss for words, she couldn't find an excuse to respond, and she didn't know if she was nervous, her stomach also started to ache.

The pain was not too obvious, but it made her unable to tell whether it was a hallucination for a while.

Because of Murong Qing's hesitation for a few seconds, the eyes of the empress on the main seat were dark, and her bloodless face looked even paler against the candlelight, like a corpse soaked in water for a long time.

Murong Qing's stomach churned for a while, she pinched her thigh fiercely to keep from spitting out.

The queen said coldly, "Why, are you speechless?"

The smoked voice was so hoarse that it seemed that this sentence was particularly harsh.

Seeing the empress's downcast face, the maid beside the empress felt comprehensible, and said, "Murong Qing is bold, deliberately set fire to murder the empress of the current dynasty, and there are human and material evidences, how dare you quibble!"

Murong Qing raised his head, restrained his anger and stared at the empress on the main seat. He wanted to say something, but he only opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

This is the first time she has experienced the taste of being indisputable.

But it was precisely this kind of behavior that angered the queen, she scolded at the top of her voice, "Presumptuous, I am the queen of the middle palace, how can you see my honor?"

This voice was even worse than the eunuchs in the palace. In addition, the structure of the palace was ingenious and able to amplify the voice from the main seat. Now, this piercing voice echoed throughout the palace.

Murong Qing felt that the eardrums would be pierced by this voice, so he lowered his head and frowned.

But her frowning expression was not lost by the queen, and the queen heard her own hoarse voice bouncing back, trembling with anger, she clasped the armrest of the chair tightly, thinking to herself, this damn bitch, how dare to laugh at her the sound of?

"Come here, let me put this bitch in jail!"

The queen roared angrily, causing the teacups on the table to jump up.

Here, Pei Mo also received the news.

He entered the palace anxiously and pleaded with the emperor in the imperial study.

"Your Majesty, let me justify this bitch. You are pregnant with Liujia. What's more, I was with you at the scene at that time. The second prince can prove that even if bitch wants to set fire to murder the empress, she still has more than she can do!"

Pei Mo lifted his robe, knelt on the ground and said.

The emperor with gray temples sat on the dragon chair, looked at Pei Mo deeply, and did not speak, making it difficult to understand his thoughts.

After a long time, the emperor said, "Pei Aiqing, get up, the empress is very angry now, and has issued an order to temporarily put Murong in prison, and make a decision after interrogation."

After finishing speaking, the emperor waved his hand, and then turned his back directly, no longer looking at the kneeling Pei Mo.

Pei Mo on the ground looked at the emperor's back, his downcast eyes were covered with haze, and the tips of his clenched fingers almost sank into his palms.

Pei Mo got up and left without saying a word.

No one knew, just when Pei Mo's footsteps sounded, the emperor turned around with pain in his eyes.

It's really similar, the eyebrows are more like him than the princes.

The emperor sighed, thinking of the queen's mean face, he shook his head helplessly. If the queen's anger could not be appeased, the princelings and veterans in the court would be in turmoil...

(End of this chapter)