Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 122
Autumn is gradually on the horizon, the maple leaves are turning red, and the gray carriage of Prince Han's Mansion rides through the autumn wind and rushes into the gate of the palace.

Inside Changning Palace.

Yu Wenheng carried a vermilion pen to review the piles of papers in front of him, the heavy door creaked open, and a palace supervisor hurried to his imperial case with small steps, whispering something in his ear.

Yu Wenheng's eyes darkened, and his face was as depressed as before the storm.

"Bring them in." Yu Wenheng ordered.

The Palace Supervisor led the order and ran out, and after a while, brought three people in.

The first two, needless to say, were Yu Wenzheng and Fu Dongyun, and the one Yu Wenzheng led into the hall with a thick hemp rope was Jian Yunling who was tied into the hall behind his back.

"Kneel down!" Yu Wenzheng snapped.

Jian Yunling's legs went limp when she heard the words, and she fell to the icy ground, sobbing with her head buried in her head, "Your Majesty, I'm guilty of my crime."

Yu Wenheng's pupils shrank darkly, his face still feigned surprise, he put down his pen and got up, walked around the case and walked to Jian Yunling, and asked anxiously, "Princess Han, what's wrong with you? Get up quickly!" Instead, he complained while pulling the rope Yu Wenzheng said: "Emperor brother, what are you doing!"

There was a flash of distress in Yu Wenzheng's eyes, but he forced himself to be cold, bowed and said: "Your Majesty, my brother is guilty of failing to discipline his wife and concubines in the mansion, and he didn't know that she slapped the second prince. Today, I personally tied her up to the palace , and hand it over to the emperor."

This sentence of "I don't know" completely made my own choice, and it became Jian Yunling's sin.

But everyone knows that Yu Wenzheng did it to save the second prince from being injured that day. As her wife, it is normal for Jian Yunling to lose control of her emotions when she witnesses her husband being injured. Reasonable and inhumane are not good things for his imperial prestige.

Where did Yu Wenzheng come here to plead guilty? He was clearly here to force him not to use this as an excuse and make use of it.

Yu Wenheng thought about it several times, weighed it for a long time, turned behind Jian Yunling, untied the thick rope that was tied tightly around her wrist with his own hands, helped her stand up, put his hand on her thin shoulder, and said: "The princess is worried about her husband. Desire, I can understand, this matter is Chen'er messing around, it has nothing to do with the princess, and there is no forgiveness."

Jian Yunling heard that he meant not to pursue the matter, raised her head gratefully, tears filled her eyes, and sobbed: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness, thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"

Yu Wenzheng's expression softened a little, but his words were still gloomy: "Although the emperor will not pursue it anymore, it is wrong for you to hurt the prince with your own hands. Go back and learn the law yourself!"

Jian Yunling responded with tears in her eyes, and retreated to the side.

Yu Wenheng stepped forward to hold Yu Wenzheng's injured arm, and said with concern on his face: "Imperial brother, how is your injury?"

Yuwen Zhengyun calmly bowed his head and replied: "Going back to the emperor, there is no serious problem."

Yu Wenheng let out a long breath, and then let go of his heart that seemed to be lifted, and said happily: "It's fine. I heard that something happened to you the other day, and I was so worried that I didn't even sleep well. Since this is the case, during this time You don't want to go to the martial field for the time being, just stay in the mansion and rest well, if you need anything, just send someone to tell me, and I will send someone to the mansion for you."

Yu Wenzheng bowed his head in gratitude: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

Yu Wenheng patted him on the shoulder, turned around and returned to the imperial case, a pair of bottomless eyes silently filled with brutal coldness.

(End of this chapter)