My Queen, you are naughty again

The emperor naturally knew what was going on. Looking at the already incomplete portrait of the good imperial concubine and the charred and dark body, he had no choice but to take a deep breath.

The people around didn't dare to breathe loudly. Everyone thought the dark body was Chu Li.

For a long time, Murong Rui waved to the people behind him and said in a deep voice, "take it away and bury it."

Xiaojingzi brushed the ceremony and hurriedly asked the two eunuchs to carry the body away and out of the Yong'an palace.

But Murong Yu standing there still couldn't believe that the body was Chu Li. Looking at the body that was carried away, Murong Yu clenched his hands and took a breath.

"Go back first. I will deal with this matter. The fire in Yong'an palace dares to set fire in the palace!" after saying that, the emperor looked heavy, looked at the ruins not far away, shook his sleeves and strode away.

The smell of burning was still in the air. The eunuchs and maids who came and went put out the fire and dispersed, leaving the Yong'an palace sitting there lonely and lonely.

Up and down in the palace, the story of Yongan palace flowing water has long been spread. Now we have found the body of people in Rui palace, which makes everyone's heart hanging.

On the first day of the lunar new year, the sun just rose. It was a peaceful new year, but it could be on the main hall. The emperor is sitting in front of the main hall. Below are all the concubines. Kneeling in front of the main hall is the father-in-law and palace lady who usually takes care of the Yong'an palace.

"You were brave enough to set fire in Yong'an palace yesterday!" the emperor frowned and immediately patted the table and got up to scold.

As soon as the emperor said this, the hall was silent, and the palace maids and eunuchs kneeling in front of them were even more frightened. Sweat beads seeped from their foreheads and fell on the clean and reflective floor.

"A group of dog slaves!" the emperor scolded loudly pointing to the eunuch maid kneeling on the ground. With a flick of her hand, Guangxiu took the pear flower jade porcelain cup on the table to the ground. With a bang, it broke to the ground, and the hot tea was still slightly steaming.

Here, Murong Rui strode to the front of the hall, outlined his slender figure in black clothes, shook his hand and said, "my son, see my father."

The emperor, who was already upset, saw Mo Rongrui and was deeply angry. He waved to him and sat on the wisteria dragon chair again.

The people sitting here are not stupid. Yesterday's Yongan palace fire was no accident. It has become an indisputable fact that someone in the palace wants to return King Rui.

Murong Rui snorted coldly, swept the people one by one with his sharp eyes, took a sip of the cup at hand, looked at the emperor and said faintly, "father, I'm afraid the palace has already had compassion for the children's ministers. If the children's ministers had not asked the palace maids to go to Yong'an palace yesterday, I'm afraid the burnt dark body found today would be the children's ministers."

Murong Rui's voice was low and mocking. He sat there as if he didn't care, but the kind of inhumane atmosphere that emanated from his body has made everyone retreat.

The Emperor didn't know what this meant. After looking at the eunuch maid kneeling on the ground, he immediately scolded: "who entered the Yongan palace yesterday?"

"Back to the emperor, no one had been to the Yongan palace except Chu Li yesterday. The slaves were guarding in the backyard. They... Didn't see anyone enter the Yongan palace again."

The consular slave kneeling on the ground looked up at the emperor and swallowed his saliva. His hands on the ground clasped the floor and dared not look up at the emperor above the hall.

"Haven't you seen it?! is it possible that the fire was ignited by yourself? It's winter, and the Yongan palace doesn't even have anything to burn. Now you tell me that the fire was ignited by yourself?" the emperor trembled angrily and slapped the table several times, shaking the water cup slightly.

The whole room was shrouded in anger. When the consular eunuch heard the emperor's voice, he brushed his body lower, and said not neatly: "go back... If you go back to the emperor, no, but... But the slaves are... Really. I never saw anyone go... To Yongan palace again..."

Without waiting for the emperor to speak again, Mo Rongrui sitting on one side turned the jade ring on his hand, looked down at the consular eunuch, and murmured in a deep voice: "do you mean that Chu Li in the palace set himself on fire, and then burned himself to death?"

This question made the consular eunuch even more afraid. He fell on the ground and quickly defended: "no, no, no... Slave... Slave doesn't mean that."

The sixth Princess yu'er stood behind the queen. Because she had just recovered, she was much thicker than the people next to her. She put a fox fur soft fur cloak on her shoulder and held a small tripod heater in her hand. She murmured in a low voice: "A bitch, I'm not sure, wanted to steal the treasure of Yong'an palace and the portrait of the good imperial concubine. She planned to set fire, but she didn't expect to burn herself."

Although the voice was small, as soon as the people sitting around could hear it, the queen immediately raised her hand and gently hit the back of the six Princesses' hands, frowning.

Murong Rui over there just raised his mouth and sneered, not talking to the six princesses.

At this time, the hurried people from Dali Temple finished watching the scene from Yong'an palace and hurried to meet the emperor.

"Tell the emperor that the fire in Yong'an palace yesterday was not an accident." the speaker was Ye Ming, the Qing of Dali temple.

But as soon as the voice fell, there was a severe shock. The emperor sitting in front of the hall patted the handrail, looked at the man and scolded, "it's up to you? I know it wasn't an accident!"

Standing below, Ye Ming, who is over half a hundred years old, is stunned. He is also sweating all over. He doesn't dare to look up at the emperor.

Here, since Chu Li was sent out of the palace by Lingxi dark que, Chu Li bumped all the way to Tianxiang square.

On New Year's Eve, even in the bustling capital, the streets are sparsely populated, and shops are closed and closed one after another. When they return home, they are reunited with their families. The same is true of Xiangfang on this day. Keep the door closed and don't pick up guests!

In the hall of Tianxiang square, the girls sang and danced, and blankets, wine cups and cakes were scattered on the ground. When Chu Li came back, it was a mess, and her master Li mubai and her senior brother were also drunk. Each of them took a pot of wine in their hands and poured it into their mouth from time to time.

Seeing Chu Li standing at the door, Cui ran was surprised. He immediately threw down the wine pot in his hand, looked at Chu Li carefully, quickly pulled her in, smiled and shouted to the master, "master! Our little Li Li is coming to celebrate the new year with us today!"

Li mubai, who was among the beauties, rubbed his eyes and glanced faintly. Seeing Chu Li's dirty clothes, there was an accident. Without hesitation, he put down his glass, got up and strode to Chu Li, took off his white cloak, hit Chu Li, and took her straight to the third floor.