The Harem's Favorite Maid Raiders

Chapter 195 The Butterfly Hairpin Beside Ye Zhenglian

Han Yumin smiled faintly.

How can you not remember?

This man once helped her hide it from the emperor when she was grounded, let Qin Erlan in, and also concealed it from the queen mother, so that she did not find the emperor who was seriously ill but came to Yulan Pavilion again.

He once, in the grove near the east gate, risked his life to kill A Lin, the killer who held a big knife and forced her neck.

He once, when Chuxue committed suicide to show her loyalty, suddenly rushed out and took her away.

Until he disappeared for such a long time, and when he reappeared, it was because of saving her.

So, Ye Zhenglian, she, Han Yumin, how could she forget?

She lowered her head, glanced at the haggard Ye Zhenglian, and said, "I remember, this is the guard who guarded the Yulan Pavilion when I was grounded."

Jiang Meng nodded: "After I released your confinement, have you seen it yet?"

Han Yumin frowned and shook his head.

She can't say.

"Okay." Jiang Meng raised his eyes lightly, "Yang Shuyuan, do you have anything else to say?"

"Back to the emperor, if the concubine shows you something, the emperor will know that whoever said it is true." She smiled, glanced at Han Yumin, and took a small hairpin from Linger's hand , "This was picked up by the jailer in the cell where Shiwei Ye stayed. This thing itself is worthless, but it is something in the palace after all. The jailer wanted to take it out and sell it, but he didn't want to be discovered by his concubine." gone."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand again and said to Ling'er: "Go ahead, ask someone to bring Guard Zhang up."

Han Yumin stood in front of Jiang Meng and Yang Nianliu in a daze.

Beside her was still Ye Zhenglian who knelt on the ground silently.

The moment she glanced at the hairpin that Yang Nianliu was holding in her hand, she held her breath deeply - that hairpin is not very valuable, it's just... This silver inlaid butterfly hairpin was once Jiang Meng saw that she liked it, I rewarded her casually.

Later, her status rose little by little, so she never wore this silver-studded butterfly hairpin again, and just put it in front of the vanity mirror.

She didn't know, how did this hairpin end up in Yang Nianliu's hands?
Now, Jiang Meng has reached out to take the butterfly hosta, took it in his hand, and played with it carefully.

Before she could think any more, Yang Nianliu's guard Zhang, who was called by Ling'er, had already been brought in.

"I... see the emperor, see the two empresses."

Guard Zhang knelt down tremblingly, trembling violently.

"Guard Zhang, where did you find this hairpin?" Jiang Meng lowered his head, still holding the butterfly hairpin in his hand, and asked softly.

"Back... back to the emperor, I deserve death for my crime... I... I found it in Guard Ye's cell." Although he tried his best to stabilize himself, his voice was still trembling uncontrollably "On that day, Master Shangshu sent someone to take Guard Ye out for interrogation. It happened that I found this hairpin in the cell where he stayed... At that time, I just wanted to take it out quietly and sell it for a little silver. think……"

Speaking of this, Zhang Shiwei couldn't speak any more, just kowtowed, and kept saying: "Your Majesty, this slave deserves to die, please forgive me, please forgive me..."

As he spoke, he banged his head on the carpet under his feet, making a "bang bang bang" sound, and within a short while, his forehead was already flushed red.

Han Yumin lowered his head and glanced at Ye Zhenglian who was still pursing his lips.

Things have come to this point, she has been unable to refute.

Ye Zhenglian carried her things with him, and in this danger, Ye Zhenglian came out as quickly as possible to help Han Yumin out of danger.

Han Yumin knew that no matter how absurd something was, Yang Nianliu's mouth would always be rigid.

"Yu Shuyuan." Jiang Meng raised his head slowly and looked into her eyes, "This hairpin, if I remember correctly, was given to you by yourself after you were named a beauty."

The corner of Han Yumin's mouth twitched slightly.

"Yes, I remember." She nodded.

The back was drenched with sweat.

"Then, why did you come to Shiwei Ye again?"

Jiang Meng's voice was faint, and almost no emotion could be heard, but it was such a voice that made Han Yumin's hairs stand on end.

They have been together for so long, she, as a concubine, will know what kind of temper the emperor has—he either raised the corners of his mouth in joy, or dropped the cup in his hand angrily, but with such a faint expression now, Such a faint voice really made her unable to figure it out.

Han Yumin bit her lower lip: "Your Majesty, I don't know why this hairpin is in Yang Shuyuan's hands."

Jiang Meng's eyes flickered slightly.

"I ask you, why are you at Guard Ye's place?"

"The concubine said, this hairpin, the concubine doesn't know why it is in Yang Shuyuan's hands."

There was a suffocating silence in the hall.

Jiang Meng gradually stood up and walked in front of him.

She looked at him like this, and saw a trace of pity in his eyes, but more suspicion.

Han Yumin couldn't help curling the corners of her lips, and smiled coldly—she laughed at the emperor, at Yang Nianliu, at all kinds of life, and also at herself!

Jiang Meng frowned.

"So." Han Yumin wanted to cry, but even though his eyes were already moist, he couldn't cry, "So, what do you want to ask, Your Majesty?"

Jiang Meng stretched out his fingers, pinched her chin, and raised it slightly upwards.

She just raised her head like this, looking at the strange man in front of her.

"I originally thought that you and him are nothing." The fingers pinching her chin began to tighten, and Han Yumin grinned in pain, "I thought that he followed you quietly all day, but he It's just wishful thinking, but I really never thought that you would give him this hairpin as well."

Han Yu was so sensitive to his own breathing that it was almost cramped and abnormal.

"The concubine said, this hairpin, the concubine did not know how it got into Yang Shuyuan's hands."

"It's Guard Ye!"

Jiang Meng looked at her almost growling.

"It's the emperor who doesn't believe in concubines!" Han Yumin also started to stare at Jiang Meng, protesting softly, "The emperor would rather believe in a little guard who may have never seen him before, but he doesn't want to trust concubines!"

She heard that Jiang Meng's teeth had already been bitten so loudly that they "clucked".

"Ye Shiwei." Jiang Meng glanced at Ye Zhenglian and said softly, "How do you explain it?"

Han Yu was sensitive to his own tears and couldn't help falling down.

The emperor doesn't believe her!The emperor doesn't believe her!
He would rather believe a little guard, Yang Nianliu's bloody words than her!

"I don't know." Ye Zhenglian sighed softly and said in a low voice.

"Oh?" Jiang Meng raised his eyebrows, "The evidence is solid, don't you know?"

"Ye Shiwei, after all, you are also a big man. Why, you still dare to do it, don't you dare to be it?" The thin voice sounded in his ear, and Yang Nianliu also took a few steps forward, "You take Yu Shuyuan's body The token, and has been following her secretly, and now the witnesses and physical evidence are all here, Ye Shiwei, if you are telling the truth, then it’s okay to say, if you deceive the king..."

"I'll tell you, I don't know." Before Yang Nianliu finished speaking, Ye Zhenglian interrupted her words steadily.

Just when Yang Nianliu was getting a little out of breath, suddenly, there was a light knock on the gate of Qian'an Hall.

(End of this chapter)