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Chapter 290 Too cruel

Several palace concubines were a little puzzled when they saw Shen Jia's coquettish behavior.

She had obviously already checked it, so why did she open the box and check it again? Is there really something fishy in the box?

Except for Concubine Shu, who was scrutinizing Shen Jia without any trace, everyone else's eyes were extremely excited, waiting to watch the show.

Shen Jia once again took out the jewelry one by one from the makeup box. The difference this time was that each piece of jewelry was carefully inspected before being put aside.

After checking the first layer of jewelry, there was nothing wrong with it. Only two bracelets were left on the second layer of jewelry.

Shen Jia's eyes fell on the gold and jade-inlaid jewelry bracelet.

She picked up the bracelet, and a faint fragrance floated out from the bracelet.

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, he strode outside, held up the bracelet in his hand and said loudly: "Grandpa Huang, I am sure that the poison is hidden in this bracelet."

The emperor suddenly looked at Shen Jia: "Seriously!"

Shen Jia nodded affirmatively, "Yes! I smell the fragrance."

After Xiao Yichen arranged everything, he immediately rushed to Xianfu Palace, followed by Prince An and Zong Ling.

This vicious woman who killed her father must be killed today.

He strode forward and took the bracelet, and smelled the fragrance coming out of it that was exactly the same as the fragrance of embroidery thread.

"Grandpa Huang, the fragrance wafting from the bracelet is exactly the same as the fragrance of the red embroidery thread on your clothes."

Xiao Yichen touched the bracelet carefully. When he touched a small pearl, there was a 'pop' sound, and the bracelet was broken from the middle. It was a hollow bracelet, and he could vaguely see something inside.

"Chen'er, be careful." the emperor warned.

"Grandpa Emperor, don't worry, my grandson will be spared."

Shen Jia handed the embroidery needle that she just held to Xiao Yichen, "Achen, use the embroidery needle."

Xiao Yichen took the embroidery needle and drew out the contents of the hollow bracelet bit by bit.

The yellowed paper was slowly opened, and a pill the size of a soybean was presented in front of everyone.

The emperor's eyes as deep as the sea stared at Concubine Lin, and his voice came out from between his teeth, "Lin Yan, what else do you have to say?"

Concubine Lin knew it was over when she saw Shen Jia coming out with the bracelet. With all the witnesses and material evidence, it was useless no matter how much she tried to quibble.

Forget it, my father's place has been prepared. The emperor has come here for such a big battle. The people in the palace should have informed his father long ago. As long as they kill this dog emperor and that bitch's grandson, she will die. ! As long as her son can ascend the throne, she will still be better than the woman named Su even if she dies.

Concubine Lin, who comforted herself, laughed loudly and looked like she was crazy: "So what if it's me? Emperor, our Lin family has been loyal for generations and has made great contributions to the great Zhou Dynasty. You made Su the queen, and you made her son Because of the prince, I am dissatisfied. Isn't it normal to remove the stumbling blocks in front of my son?
I have been with you for more than thirty years and managed the harem for you, but what about you? Do you take our mother and son seriously at all? No, all you care about is your darling grandson, and that’s it, but you should never think of making him the emperor’s grandson..."

Prince An and Zong Ling shook their heads. Concubine Lin was the only person in history who could talk about regicide in such a high-sounding way.

The emperor closed his eyes and then opened them again. His eyes were clear and his voice was calm and calm: "Lin Yan, you are still making excuses when you are about to die. You are the brainless fool like the second brother. If you leave this country to him, the country of Great Zhou will be ruined in the future." Your surname is Lin. You plotted against Prince Zhaoming and me. The evidence is conclusive. I shall be punished by death!"

Then he said harshly: "Lin Yan, since you used this poison to murder Prince Zhaoming and me, let me feed this poison to you! Let you feel the taste of this poison. Fu Lu, feed it to you. She's poisoned." Shen Jia frowned, Grandpa Huang had learned bad things, if Concubine Lin took such a big poison, her intestines would be torn and her orifices would bleed to death immediately.

A smile appeared on Xiao Yichen's lips. Grandpa Huang had a good idea.

The concubines did not know the horror of this poison, but it did not prevent them from watching the fun.

When Prince An saw the evil smile on his brother's lips, he knew that his brother had no good intentions. However, this vicious woman deserved it. She actually killed Zhao Ming and wanted to kill his brother, so she should be tortured before dying.

Concubine Lin was really afraid at this moment. She thought that the emperor would give him white silk or poisoned wine after being sent to the clan mansion just like he gave death to other people who made mistakes.

Now she actually asked the eunuch to feed her poison in front of everyone?

He allowed her to be tortured in public, exposed to shame, and then died.

ruthless! Too cruel!
Concubine Lin was so frightened that she burst into tears and wanted to crawl to the emperor's feet: "No, no! I am wrong..."

Xiao Yichen stretched out his long legs to block her way.

The emperor gave her a disgusted look, "It's too late!"

After Lin Guifei glanced at Xiao Yichen and the emperor with hatred, she hit the pillar next to her as fast as possible. Shen Jia, who had been paying attention to her, easily picked her up and threw her to the ground.

This all happens in just a moment.

Seeing that there was no hope of death, Concubine Lin looked up to the sky and screamed: "You will not die well."

The emperor already hated Concubine Lin extremely, but now he heard her cursing them, and shouted sternly: "Fulu, hurry up and feed her poison."

"Yes." Fulu responded. But I couldn't help complaining in my heart, Your Majesty, didn't you want to see her final struggle? By the way, do you want to give the prince outside some time to arrange a rebellion? Why did he become a slave?
Forget it, my master has been led astray by the emperor's grandson and the princess protecting the country for a long time. He can't break up with him even if he wants to. What can he do? We can only do it according to his will!
It just so happened that he also wanted to see what happened to this woman, who made her always laugh at him for being neither a man nor a woman.

Concubine Lin had no hope of dying, so she could only keep her mouth shut.

Fulu looked at her contemptuously, opened her mouth simply and roughly, and stuffed the pills in.

This scene made all the palace concubines turn pale with fright, their faces turned pale, and their legs trembled uncontrollably.

Concubine Shu didn't know what she thought of, and the handkerchief in her hand was almost torn.

Shen Jia's eyes lingered on Concubine Shu for a few seconds.

After Concubine Lin was fed poison, her IQ returned. She took a deep look around everyone present, and finally settled on the emperor. There was love, hatred, resentment, and deep attachment in his eyes.

This is the man she has loved for more than thirty years.

During the Lantern Festival that year, she and her sisters from Fuzhong went to a lantern festival.

I saw him delivering lanterns to Queen Yuan with my own eyes. His black eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, dazzling and charming, seeming to reflect the endless tenderness in his heart.

The endless affection and gentle and doting smile in his eyes made her heart skip a beat. At that time, she secretly swore in her heart that she would definitely settle on this man.

Later, she married him as his concubine as she wished, but his eyes never looked at her without any emotion, as indifferent as a familiar stranger. Even coming to her room was a routine without any passion.