Jiang Ruan's clothes were clean and her hair was not messy at all. Even at this time, her style remained unabashed. The civil and military officials of the court once saw her when she was with the empress dowager back to the palace and knew that she was charming. Now that she has not seen her for many days, she appears so suddenly in the Golden Palace. Even in her prison clothes, she looks more and more picturesque, as if she is full of vivid charm. The girl seems to have a little more beauty every day, and this time it seems to be a little bit more beautiful than the last time. For a moment, younger officials in the court were a little confused.

Jiang Ruan walked slowly, but his eyes fell on the young man in black before the officials. Today, he was wearing a first-class court robe embroidered with a black golden python, and he looked more and more beautiful. Even among the crowd of many prides of heaven, he was still the most eye-catching one.

When he noticed Jiang Ruan's gaze, a smile flashed in Xiao Shao's eyes. With such a smile, his beautiful and heroic face turned a little warm and romantic.

Such eye interaction fell into Liu Min, who had been paying attention to Jiang Ruan's every move, but it made him feel like he was losing something, and he felt surprisingly uncomfortable. The original worries about Jiang Ruan suddenly turned into discomfort. He turned his head slightly and stopped watching this scene that made people feel bored.

Xuan Li smiled gently and just stared at Jiang Ruan with a smile, as if he was staring at a prey that was about to fall into a trap, full of pride.

Xuan Lang stood beside Xuan Li, his body slightly inside, as if he was avoiding something. In the eyes of others, he would only think that this incompetent and cowardly fourth prince was afraid because he was the first time he was a witness.

Zhao Guang frowned tightly, and looked at Jiang Ruan with great distress. This was the blood of the Zhao family, but now he was imprisoned, and he, the grandfather, could not do anything. Xiao Shao had already greeted him and said that there were arrangements for this matter. Although he was a hot-hearted, he knew that Xiao Shao was a person who would do what he said. He could break Xiao Shao's plan. But now he didn't see any movement in Xiao Shao. Zhao Guang had already scolded Xiao Shao in his heart, thinking that he was such a young dog, but he was fooled by him? This young boy was just a turtle who had no courage to seek justice for Ruan Yatou and retreated temporarily?

Unlike Zhao Guang, although Queen Mother Yide was worried about Jiang Ruan, she didn't show any sign of her face, and she still looked like an ancient well without wave. However, the ruby ​​armor on her left hand slowly slid across the edge of the chair with some anxiety. This was her usual action. Once there was something uneasy in her heart, she would unconsciously pull it.

Jiang Ruan was a special existence in the heart of Empress Dowager Yide. At first, she was regarded as Princess Yuanrong, but later she was a little sincere in her three years of getting along. Now Jiang Ruan is even more of Xiao Shao's sweetheart. Empress Dowager Yide is very clear about what kind of personality Xiao Shao is. It would be just that such a person is not moved. Just like his father, once he is moved, he will identify someone. Since he has determined that it is Jiang Ruan, he will definitely not let her fall into danger.

But Xiao Shao was very fierce, and Empress Dowager Yide was not easy to interfere in this matter because he knew in his heart that Xiao Shao must have taken action in the dark, but he didn't know how intense this method was. I just hope that Jiang Ruan's quiet personality could control him. Indeed, Empress Dowager Yide could not know. In some things, Jiang Ruan's temperament was ten thousand times more intense than Xiao Shao.

"Princess Hong'an!" But Luo Tingwei said at the emperor's instructions: "You killed Princess Heyi, and you have both evidence and physical evidence. Your heart can be punished. If you plot to murder the royal descendants, you will be more guilty. What else can you say?"

After the case was sent to the Ministry of Justice, Dali Temple had already tried it. At that time, it was almost a crime theory. However, Jiang Ruan killed herself and refused to admit it. Later, there was a statement that the imperial court had personally tried, which delayed the matter.

"I didn't kill Princess Heyi." Jiang Ruan said.

Her expression was not at all panic, and she was loud, as if what she said was a proof. People always believed in what they saw, and the person who had always believed in Jiang Ruanshi's murderer, was slightly shaken at this moment - people were always particularly tolerant of beauty.

"What a clever and a femme fatale!" But Concubine Shu sneered and said, "You are so vicious. You don't know how my Heyi offended you and want you to kill her like this! As Heyi's mother, I must seek justice for my son. Princess Hong'an, killing people will be worthy of life!" Concubine Shu turned her tone and looked at the emperor, and her eyes suddenly became foggy: "Your Majesty, Heyi is your daughter. You want to make the decision for me and the dead Heyi!"

The emperor lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Ruan who was kneeling down in the hall, and said lightly: "Hongan, you said that He Yi was not the one you killed, so you have to come up with evidence. If you can't come up with evidence, I can only admit that you have nothing to say!"

At the end of the conversation, the tone had intensified, almost mixed with some inexplicable threat. The emperor was furious and buried millions of corpses. All the officials were shocked, knowing that this was a sign of the emperor's anger. They all lowered their heads and dared not speak, for fear that the anger would be transferred to them. The girl in the hall had no change in her expression, as if the thunderous anger was just a raindrop in spring, and for a moment it was already calm.

Her eyes swept over the officials and stayed briefly in front of the monk in yellow beside the emperor. The monk was kind-hearted and held the Zen bead in one hand. He received her gaze, lowered his eyes slightly, and was about to chant Amitabha Buddha.

"I can testify for her, and it has nothing to do with Princess Yi's death!"

A clear voice suddenly appeared in the hall. The sound came suddenly, like a thunder slamming on each person's heads. Xiao Shao frowned slightly, the emperor's eyes flashed, Concubine Shu sat up straight, and Empress Dowager Yide stopped touching the ruby ​​armor hand.

Jiang Ruan suddenly widened her eyes, her body trembled, and she turned around in disbelief.

A shocking sentence from Shi Potian was like a stone thrown into the lake in the Golden Palace, which immediately stirred up thousands of layers of waves. He saw the eunuchs behind him coming with a custody of the esoteric figure. The small figure was straight and straight, as if it had a special emotion in his eyes. Who would it be if it were Xuan Pei?

Everyone looked at Xuan Pei in surprise. The Thirteenth Prince was almost unwilling in the court. If Xuan Lang was just incompetent, there was still a virtuous concubine protecting him, and he would not be bullied. The Thirteenth Prince Xuan Pei was just a palace maid with a low status. Now that his biological mother has passed away, he has reached the point where no one cares about him. If it were not for mentioning it, no one would remember that there was such a person in the palace.

Xuan Pei may have dressed up specially today and found a lotus-green brocade robe. The lotus-green is solemn. Now Xuan Pei is just an eight or nine-year-old boy, and he is a little weird when he wears it. Although the robe looks like brocade, it is probably the style from many years ago, and it can be seen at a glance that it does not fit.
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