The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 459 The evidence is conclusive (two more)

   After being delayed by An Xiuer's incident, when Shen Yijia rushed to the street outside the palace, she could only see the head of Wu Yangyang in front of her, and she couldn't see what was going on inside.

   She tried to squeeze in, but there were too many people, not even a gap, no matter how strong she was, there was nothing she could do. After trying a few times...

   "Hey, what are you squeezing, little lady? Go to the back, I don't know how to come early if I want to watch the fun, and I don't even look at so many people. You can't squeeze like this." A big man pushed her back.

"That's right, you thin arms and thin legs, don't be too busy to see it, but squeeze yourself out. It's better to stay behind, anyway, what happened in front will be passed on." Another man also pushed gave her a hand.

   "Hey, why hasn't anyone spread the news?" Someone asked, standing in front of Shen Yijia by the way.

  …

  Shen Yijia, who managed to squeeze in a little bit, was pushed back to the spot like a cuju.

  Shen Yijia:  …

  Hey, who is she looking down on with this little temper?

   She had to stand at the forefront today.

  Shen Yijia grinded her teeth, rolled up her sleeves, and took a few steps back...

  Stand still, hands on hips.

   "Youichi!"

  Youichi didn't want to pay attention to it, he was a qualified dark guard, and he had always been required to appear in front of people only when there was a sword, light, sword and shadow.

   But he didn't have the skill of disobeying the master's orders in his career...

   Looking at the person who suddenly appeared behind her, Shen Yijia shrank her neck, what's the matter with the cold air coming out?

   In other words, You Yi wore a mask on his face, and Shen Yijia couldn't see his expression, otherwise he would find that his face was also very dark.

   Shen Yijia thought about it, and finally attributed it to because You Yi wore too little.

   In winter, I still wear a thin black bunt, and I don't even have a coat. Can it be cold?

   Thinking that she hadn't sent him monthly money, Shen Yijia generously put a piece of silver into his hand.

   "Why don't you tell me if you don't have money to buy clothes? Hey, since I'm with me, can I still treat you badly?"

  Youichi:  …

   "Okay." Shen Yijia patted his shoulder and pointed to the front: "I'm going to the front, you send me in first..."

  You glanced at the direction of the crowd, then looked at Shen Yijia, who had turned his back to him, grabbed her by the collar and picked him up...

  Shen Yijia: Forget it!

   As soon as she convinced herself in her heart, Shen Yijia found herself flying out!

   flew out!

   She is alone, there is no Yuichi!

   "Ah... **** Yuichi, did I ask you to give it like this?"

   This is obviously lost!

  Can throwing and sending be the same?

   Her scream successfully attracted everyone's attention. Everyone looked up and saw a figure flying over them.

   At the same time, the emperor and others who were standing on the white marble steps also looked over.

   Seeing that he was about to hit the guards standing in front of the people, Shen Yijia hurriedly shouted: "Get out of the way, get out of the way..."

  The soldiers were shocked and stepped back to make a space.

   Shen Yijia was shocked: "No, don't let go, stand back quickly..."

  Song Jingchen, who was being tortured by the cane, also heard the movement at this time. He turned around to see the flying person, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't care about anything else. He stood up and ran over to endure the pain...

   But it was too late.

   "Bang", Shen Yijia gorgeously dropped a dog and gnawed mud in front of the crowd...

   Looking at his empty hand, Song Jingchen felt tight, and hurriedly squatted down: "Jiajia~"

   In just two words, it contains endless worry and distress.

  woo~ It hurts a bit!

   Shen Yijia greeted the eighteenth generation of Youyi's ancestors in his heart, and spit out the mud in his mouth with a few "Bah, Bah, Bah."

   pulled out a smile that he thought could fascinate people, and raised his head: "Xianggong, I'm here."

  Song Jingchen's throat was full of pain, his hand trembled and stretched out, stopped halfway, and asked in a hoarse voice, "You, do you hurt?"

Ugh? Shen Yijia blinked: "It doesn't hurt."

   As soon as she finished speaking, a drop of something slid down her forehead, passed her nose, and finally landed on her lips.

   Shen Yijia subconsciously stretched out her tongue and licked it, except for the smell of earth, it was full of rust.

   She was stunned for a moment, she reached out her hand and wanted to wipe it, Song Jingchen hurriedly grabbed her hand and said softly, "Don't move, your forehead is broken."

   As he said, he pulled Shen Yijia up, and then took out a handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped it for her. The movement was so careful that the onlookers could feel it.

  Shen Yijia suddenly thought of the blood-stained face she had when she first wore it, and she didn't even need to look to know that she must be ugly now.

   Youichi!

   She pinched her fingers, noticed the distressed look on Song Jingchen's face, and waved her hand indifferently: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all, you know, I..."

   Shen Yijia paused in the middle of the conversation, and when she looked up, she found that everyone was looking at their husband and wife...

   "Cough cough, Shen girl's appearance is strange." Empress Wei coughed lightly: "Come on, take this girl to the Imperial Physician's Office to get some medicine."

  Shen Yijia hurriedly bowed to the Empress Dowager Wei with a blessing: "Thank the Empress Dowager for your concern, the court lady is fine, so you don't need to trouble the doctor."

   She has a smile on her face, which is quite convincing if you ignore the blood on her face.

   Empress Dowager Wei disagreed and said, "There should be no scars on a woman's face."

   Determined that Shen Yijia just smashed her forehead and was not injured elsewhere, Song Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief and thought of something and followed suit: "Go, it won't take long for the last medicine."

   Seeing her reluctance, Song Jingchen pursed his lips and lowered his voice: "Your physique is special, the wound heals quickly, if you don't bandage it, others will see it..."

   He didn't finish speaking, but Shen Yijia understood it, thinking that it was indeed possible, so she had to leave with the maid assigned by the Queen Mother Wei reluctantly.

   When she left, she always felt that something was wrong, and looked back at Song Jingchen strangely. She smelled a **** smell on the tip of her nose. Shen Yijia took a breath, thinking it was her face and didn't think much about it.

  Song Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief, waited for the others to walk away, walked back to the execution place, knelt down, and said solemnly: "I don't want my wife to worry, please hurry up."

   The Guards with the staff glanced at the emperor, got a nod from the latter, and raised the staff again...

   heard the sound of sticks hitting the body, and everyone recovered from the accident just now.

   One stick after another hit his back hard, Song Jingchen always knelt there steadily, without even bending his back.

   The only thing he is happy about now is that Shen Yijia didn't have time to pay attention to other things when he flew in, otherwise the girl might have broken these sticks.

   Thinking of Shen Yijia, Song Jingchen bent the corner of his lips.

   When Shen Yijia came back after taking the medicine, the thirty sticks had already been used.

  Because Song Jingchen's words didn't want to worry his wife, everyone's eyes were on her involuntarily.

   Shen Yijia didn't know why, so she went straight to Song Jingchen's side and knelt down after thinking about it.

   Glancing at him with a pale face and fine sweat on his forehead, Shen Yijia asked with concern: "Xianggong, what's wrong with you, are you not feeling well?"

  Song Jingchen didn't tell her that she would be punished for hitting the drum, so Shen Yijia didn't know about it at all.

  Song Jingchen shook his head and reassured: "I'm fine, don't worry."

   Shen Yijia frowned, thinking that the most important thing now is to reverse the verdict, so she had to temporarily hold back her worries.

  A palace servant who could wink long ago brought in two Taishi chairs, and the emperor and Empress Wei sat down one after the other.

   "Emperor, you can start the trial." Empress Dowager Wei reminded.

   has reached this point, there are many people watching below, and the emperor knew that he had no other choice, so he could only speak in a deep voice: "Zhou Shi, you said that King Anle was framed, what evidence is there?"

  Whether it was the Song family or the other officials who were dealt with together, they were all involved because of King Anle's conspiracy. As long as King Anle was proven innocent, the others would naturally be innocent.

"The woman's full name is Zhou Xiu, and she used to be an embroiderer in the capital." The dumb woman kowtowed: "At that time, everyone called the woman Zhou Niangzi. If your majesty doesn't believe it, you can just call a few of them for the new year. The old woman came up to ask, and if you think about it, there are still people who remember the women."

  Who wants to know this?

   Impatient was impatient, but the emperor still waved his hand for Lin Mu to do it.

  There were so many people outside the palace gate, and Lin Mu soon returned with two old women who were about the same age as the dumb woman.

   In order to avoid the suspicion of collusion, he chose the two old women at random from the back of the crowd, to ensure that they did not hear the dumb woman just now.

   The two old women looked confused when they were brought up, and they knelt down tremblingly and did not dare to look up: "Min, the women have seen His Majesty and the Empress Dowager."

The    emperor cast a glance at the two of them, and was very satisfied with Lin Mu's way of doing things.

   "Do you know her?" He pointed at the dumb woman.

   The two raised their heads slightly and looked in the direction pointed by the emperor.

   Time has passed too long, and the two of them looked at it for a long time before finding some familiarity on the wrinkled face of the dumb woman.

   One of them said not quite sure: "Go back, if you go back to Your Majesty, the women look at her a bit like Lady Zhou."

   Another person said the same thing.

  The emperor frowned and said displeasedly: "Yes, it is, no, it is not, what is a bit like?"

The two were so frightened that they hurriedly leaned down and explained tremblingly: "Zhou Niangzi was originally a famous embroiderer in Beijing. But since she was invited to the mansion by the noble, the women have never seen her again. It has been more than ten years. , so, so..."

   After so long, I can still have an impression. It is also because the dumb woman's craftsmanship was really good. Later, she was favored by nobles. For a long time, everyone mentioned her and sighed that she had a good life and so on.

   This statement can basically confirm the identity of the dumb woman.

  The emperor waved and let the two old women be sent out.

   "Go on." He looked at the dumb woman.

   "Yes." Thinking of what happened back then, the dumb woman trembled, took a deep breath, and said, "The noble person they were talking about was actually Prince Xia."

"That was eighteen years ago. In addition to Minwomen, there were three other embroidered women who were invited to Xiawang's mansion at the same time. It's a pity that except Minwomen's life, the other three were silenced. ."

   She seemed to just sigh.

   It's Prince Xia again, and it's silence again, the emperor's brows are beating.

   Hearing the dumb woman continue: "At first, we all thought we were going to be a special embroiderer for the princess... I can't imagine that King Xia actually took the pattern of a real dragon and let us embroider according to it..."

   is already in the palace, do they still have a choice? The results speak for themselves.

  The people were in an uproar. Does this mean that it was the old prince who framed the abolished prince?

"Even if you did embroider a dragon robe back then, then others can embroider it as well. How do you know it's the same piece that was found from the East Palace? Even if it's the same piece, how do you know it's not King Anle and the old prince? Conspiracy?" The emperor scolded coldly.

   "Just because you once embroidered a dragon robe, you dare to say that I have wronged someone, you are so bold."

   In fact, the emperor already had a guess in his heart, but it was obviously impossible for him to admit his fault based on this.

   "The woman has a way to prove that it is the same piece." After the dumb woman finished speaking, she fumbled and took out a handkerchief from her bosom.

   It is also thanks to her that she practiced embroidery since she was a child. Even after so many years, even if her eyes cannot see, she can still embroider with that skill.

  Qi Shou got the emperor's signal and went forward to take it. After pinching it to make sure there was no problem, he presented it to the emperor. The dragon's eye was embroidered on it, and it looked like it was real.

   "The dragon's eye on the dragon robe was embroidered by the women. Your Majesty can let someone compare it."

  Even if it is the same pattern and the same embroidery method, different people will embroider it differently.

   is like a character written by a scholar, you can tell at a glance whether it was written by the same person or not.

  The emperor tightened his hand on the handkerchief. The dragon robe was indeed not destroyed as evidence, but what if it was the same piece? Didn't he say there is another possibility?

   "Your Majesty, this minister still has witnesses." Song Jingchen said suddenly.

  The emperor's face darkened, Song Jingchen was so prepared, who would believe that this Zhou family was not sent by him?

   "Biography." The emperor gritted his teeth.

   Nanfeng walked in from outside with a dirty man and an old man. When he saw who the man was, the crowd immediately exploded.

   "Isn't that the old prince?"

   "Bah, what kind of prince is he still? But doesn't that mean he's crazy?"

  …

   "Emperor..." Uncle, the emperor was so shocked that he almost stood up from his chair. The reason why he didn't send someone to look for it was because he thought Shangguanpu had already killed someone!

   Besides, he also heard from the palace servants that the old prince has gone crazy.

  The old prince fell to his knees with a plop and cried bitterly: "Your Majesty, this minister is guilty~"

  The emperor's forehead throbbed, he didn't ask anything, what's the guilt!

   He winked hard at the old prince.

   However, the old prince has already told when Shangguanpu took the dragon robe from his hand, how he threatened him not to say it, and finally took it to frame the East Palace.

  The kind that can't be stopped!

  The emperor was so angry that he was half dead, and at the same time complained that Shangguanpu did not kill the old prince with a knife.

   After the old man finished speaking, Song Jingchen took out another stack of rice paper from his arms.

   Qishou took it and presented it to the emperor.

  The content written on the rice paper is messy, and there are three types of single handwriting. At first glance, it can be seen that they are written by three people, and two of them are just excerpts.

  The third person...

   Seeing the content above, the emperor's pupils shrank.

   This is clearly the same as the letter found in the East Palace, but the handwriting is different.

   What does this mean?

   "Your Majesty, the handwriting in your hand is actually written by the same person, but it contains the handwriting of your grandfather and King Anle."

  Song Jingchen had just finished speaking when the old man kneeling beside him banged his head: "Your Majesty spares his life, Caomin is forced by King Jing, and Caomin doesn't want to..."

  The human and physical evidence is conclusive, and this is called the conclusive human and physical evidence!

  The emperor's face was ugly.

  Song Jingchen leaned down: "Your Majesty, King Anle has been wronged, my Song family has been wronged, and the officials who were implicated two years ago have been wronged, please Your Majesty is in charge, and I am innocent!"

  His voice was not loud, but his words were like boulders, smashing into everyone's hearts heavily.

   Li's face was already in tears, and he pulled Brother Hao and Sister Huan to kneel together.

  The onlookers also knelt down: "King Anle was wronged, the Song family was wronged, and the officials who were implicated two years ago were wronged, please let your majesty call the shots!"

   The uniform voice resounded through the sky, as if to tell everyone in the world that Mrs. Song was wronged and that they were all innocent.

   Shen Yijia turned her head to look at Song Jingchen, only to find that his eyes were red, his nose was sour, and his heart also felt uncomfortable.

   "Xianggong, you did it! Grandfather, they will all see it!" She secretly took his hand.

   Song Jingchen held it subconsciously, and gave a low "um".

  Leng Palace, Su Yun ran into the main hall excitedly: "Miss, Miss, did you hear? Outside..."

   She paused in the middle of her words.

   On the soft couch, Song Li had already cried to tears.

  …

   I cried too, I could have sent it out at one time and ate my manuscript twice,

   (end of this chapter)