Chapter 2: Who is the stunned king?

Murong stunned his face calmly, his face was not revealing half of the fear: "If the emperor gives the slave a chance to defend, the slave can naturally prove that he is not a banker's wife. If the emperor only wants to sin for you, to sin The slave has nothing to say."
Yan Yan did not want to give Murong a chance to clarify his innocence. He felt that this little woman dared to stun him, what else is she afraid to do? Yan Yan determined that she is not a good person and does not want to give her a chance to get rid of her. But the little girl’s words just now will undoubtedly have his army. If she is executed now, it is just to prove to the public that she is narrow-minded and take the opportunity to vent her anger. Isn’t it faint? Looking at Murong’s expression of unsettled feelings, thinking of her hiding edge, Yan Yan took a breath: this little woman is not simple.
Yan Yan waved his hand impatiently: "Bring these three slaves back to the custody, you are tired today, you have time to change, and then slowly review."
In the palace of Wan’an, the palace of the emperor, in the royal study room. Yan Yan's case was reviewed for various memorials, and Zhuang Cheng's corruption case still needs to be dealt with. The case involved a wide range, and six people were involved, and two royal aristocrats were involved. In this case, the private radish was pulled out to bring out the mud, which made him have a headache. Yan Yan decisively decided to establish Zhuang Cheng, just want to hide some insiders that can not be made public. He was thinking hard about finding a person who could punish the thieves involved in the case, and he could take care of the method of participating in the emperor's family. He was so determined that he was decisive.
Yan Yan pinched his eyebrows and tiredly leaned his body on the back of the chair. He was too tired. At this point, he suddenly stretched out a pair of soft boneless hands, pressed on his shoulders. Yan Yan easily closed his eyes slightly, and his lips twitched in a curve: "There is a lot of love!" He closed his eyes and knew who was behind him.
Jin Yun's face is full of soft smiles, a pair of small hands on the Yan Yan shoulders suddenly left and right kneading, to relieve fatigue for Yan Yan. She is the only one who can appear at the emperor at any time without the notice of the palace. Yan Yan sometimes does not like this, but Jin Yunjia is a master of high school, and her younger brother Yun Yunxuan has also saved his life. With these, Yan Yan also wants to smother the clouds as always, giving her a unique privilege, allowing her to enjoy the mighty emperor envied by the women of the world.
Yan Yan pulled the cloud behind her and let her sit on her own leg. Looking at her glamorous and unparalleled hibiscus face, she couldn’t afford a sigh of relief in her heart. He admits that Yun Yun is very beautiful, but I don't know why, Yan Yan has never felt the heart of her. His feelings for Yan Yunxiao are so light that they feel sorry for her. Yan Yan can only give the cloud an endless grace on the surface. He marries her only to make the Jin Yun family more glorious, but that has nothing to do with love!
Yan Yan remembered the death of the Queen at this time. The empress is Yan Yan’s wife, who was married at the age of fourteen. The beauty of the Queen is not as beautiful as that of Yun Yun. Her temperament is extremely faint. She is always gentle and looks like it. and so
Even if the Queen is not the beauty of the country, Yan Yan still likes her more.
In the harem of the women's regular meeting in order to win the favor of the emperor, to make things that make Yan Yan resentful. Compared with the 叱云娉, the Queen always showed generosity and generosity, avoiding many disputes in the harem, and saving Yan Yan a lot of heart. Unfortunately, the Queen died two years ago because of a disease. Yan Yan has been suffering from the pain, and can not bear to stand up as an excuse, refused to register again.
Jin Yunyu dreams of becoming a Queen of Yan, but it is not because she is rich and wealthy. She has been crowned the sixth house, and Ronghua is insignificant to her. What she wants is only a hot position. She can only use the title of the queen to measure Yan's love for her.
Late at night, the ladies waited for Hou Yan and Jin Yun to sleep, and silently retreated to the outside of the dormitory. The entire Wan'an Palace was quiet, and the light smoke of the candle burning and the smell of sandalwood were scattered among the temples.
The inflamed and unintentional rain on the dragon couch entered the dreamland early.
Xiaoyun was not sleepy. She was half-side, a jade hand holding a peach, and staring at the sleeping man on the pillow. The tough face of the emperor reflects the soft candlelight, and the strong contrast makes her fascinated. Jin Yunyi only wants to take Yan Yan as an existing one. She is never willing to share her passionate love with any woman. After the death of the Queen, no one can compete with her for the favor of the emperor. She can safely grasp the heart of Yan.
Yan Yan was busy with the state affairs all day, and forgot the three embarrassing things, which made the three girls suffer in the dungeon. They have been locked up in the damp and cold underground cell for the fifth day. They can only eat the with astringency every day. Even the water is limited. Drinking is not enough, let alone wash your face. In a few days, the three girls were very embarrassed and miserable. ¥爱奇&ahref=&ot;:i7x&ot;&ot;_&ot;>i7x&/a>...¥free to read
The three girls were kept in three prison cells, and the three were silent and silently thinking about their thoughts.
Caisang suddenly pointed angrily at the prostitute who reported Murong’s condensate: "You have only known that you have harmed the celery. I didn’t expect to hurt myself this time? You are generally not going to have a good end!"

Picking up the face of the face of the parsley: "I just can't understand her high-spirited look, I just see her not pleasing to the eye, I just want her to be bad. What are you?"
Caisang screamed at the celery: "The girls are all poor people, they are all the same, but you are everywhere to make people go to death. Who doesn't know your mind? You just want to crowd out, climb your own branches, do The younger grandmother of the banker. Now that the banker has fallen, you will scatter the gas on her." The two girls screamed at you, and you came to me to argue.
Murong stunned and leaned against the corner of the wall, as if everything that happened around him had nothing to do with her. Two arrogant quarrels, she did not interrupt.
Murong Yu Ning knew from a very young age that the people's heart was speculative, and the life that had been displaced was long enough to develop her character.
In the memory of Murong’s condensate, it is full of continual escape, and the painful experience of being resold again and again. However, there are also some very vague and warm images that are often like a dream.
Appeared like: a beautiful and noble Chinese woman, holding the young girl and handing it to a man with a singularity. The man took the mother and daughter into his arms, and the chin was rubbed on the little girl's soft face, and his eyes were filled with a smile. The little girl made a silver bell and laughed with a small milk tone.
Every time Murong screams from these warm dreams, she always wants to know who she is? Where are your parents? Why has she and her mother been chased?
The door of the prison, "Oh," opened, and Yan Yan finally reminded me of the personal bodyguard. Five days ago, when copying the sinner Zhuang Chengjia, one thing remained unfinished.
Yan Yan is very rare today, he wants to hear this matter clearly. As soon as he thought of the woman who was stunned by him, Yan Yan’s handsome face cast an unpleasant shadow:
Bring those few slaves, you have to personally interrogate.

Three girls were taken to the garden behind the palace. Yan Yan was dressed in casual clothes and sat in the pavilion in the middle of the lotus pond. On the stone table beside him, there were brightly colored fruits and a few discs of delicate snacks.
Yan Yan shook the folding fan and tasted the beauty of the distance while enjoying the tea. There were several unknown waterfowl on the shore flapping their wings, which attracted his attention. He did not look at the three girls who were lying on the ground.
Picking the celery quietly raised his head, the corner of his eyes greedily stared at the snacks on the table, "咕咚" swallowed, she was almost irritated by hunger.
When she was in Zhuang, she used to be responsible for serving Mrs. Zhuang. Mrs. Zhuang is a very hot woman. She is swearing that she is the original match. Her family has money and strength. She has put her own men in charge, and the rings are not in her hands.
Picking the celery with Mrs. Zhuang for a long time, and through the temper of Mrs. Zhuang, I voted for Mrs. Zhuang. Mrs. Zhuang likes to listen to the flattering words, and she shoots Mrs. Zhuang’s flattering every day. If Mrs. Zhuang hates a little girl who looks good, she will change her way to help Mrs. Zhuang. Therefore, Mrs. Zhuang took her as a confidant.
Picking the parsley followed Mrs. Zhuang, but she did not eat less spicy. It was only in the dungeons that I was kept in the dungeons every day. I used to eat mildew every day, and I also saw the delicate snacks, and I would inevitably pick up the mites in her stomach. She can't wait to catch it and have a meal.
Yan Yan took back his distant eyes and glanced at the three girls lying on the ground, licking his brows. His voice was majestic and arrogant: "Who are you stunned by the day?" The voice was cold as if it came from hell, and it smelled like a hail. "It is a slave." Murong 芷 芷 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不 不
Yan Yan mouth corner hook, disdainfully whispered: "Don't think that you apologize, you will lightly excuse you. You are so many people that day, stunned, this is not a good word to be able to offset "Murong is not humble and sorrowful: "The slaves did not apologize, the slaves only
It is for the sake of self.

Yan Yan listened to this statement, just a little gentle face immediately restored to cold, and even can see the blue veins next to his temple, and beating a bit.
Suddenly quiet and terrible around, the palace eunuchs were nervous and bowed their heads. They know that the anger of the emperor will be a storm.
The close-fitting around Yan Yan shouted with a sharp voice: "Bold, you have a few heads? Dare to offend the holy, this is the sin of the Nine!"
Murong 芷 芷 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无 无It is indifferent to sin, one less sin."
Yan Yan was so angry that he had never encountered such a bold woman. He is the emperor, and there is no need for murder, but he has never cared for human life. However, this little woman has repeatedly questioned his sage and accused him of being a tyrant who is a human being.
Yan Yan is a little uncontrollable, his fingers trembled and pointed at Murong Yu: "Hey will give you a chance to let you know, I want to see, how do you prove that you are not a banker's wife?"
(End of this chapter)
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