Chapter 4 Torture Hanmei, kill the real murderer

"Madam, no, I haven't done anything..." Hanmei's eyes were like tears, and every little bit was crystal. But Shen Sirong was not soft to speak of her at this moment. Shen Sirong smiled coldly, and there was shallow fatigue on his side face.

"You haven't done anything. You just asked Mammy to feed the prince more milk and water. Is that right?"

As soon as the question fell, tears stopped in Hanmei's eyes and didn't fall. Her eyes were full of horror, and Hanmei did not dare to make a sound. Only the messy ups and downs in her chest showed her nervousness.

Shen Sirong moved his eyes and let Lanxi slap Hanmei's face again: "Do you think I really don't know anything? You are a little strange soon after you are pregnant from this palace, so your daily diet will be so careful. Otherwise, I'm afraid the children of this palace will be gone long ago. But you shouldn't reveal such a big flaw again. Mother Shen has taken care of the little prince for so long, and the prince has never spit milk. Why did something go wrong when it fell into your hands that day? Or, do you think it's normal for a baby to spit milk, and the little prince is no exception?

Hanmei's eyebrows trembled invisibly, and her lips trembled and said, "Mother, mother. It is the sin of the maidservant not to serve the little prince well, but the maidservant has never harmed the little prince..."

Shen Sirong sighed slightly: "Do you really think I don't know that you are poisoned?"

Hanmei raised her eyes and looked at it. Her pupils were widened in surprise. Naturally, she couldn't imagine that Hanye found that her body was different but didn't say anything. However, after the little prince had an accident and Shen Sirong forced her to ask the wet nurse, Hanye quietly went to check Hanmei's condition. She was poisoned.

"Mother, the maidservant is forced. Empress... I have never dared to persecute the Empress and the little prince, but on that day, I really didn't think much..." Hanmei knew that since Shen Sirong knew that she was poisoned, if she pleaded for mercy, there would still be a glimmer of life. But if you continue to confront and absorb, I'm afraid the emperor and the dark guard will not let her go. At this point, Hanmei has already admitted that there is someone behind her.

"I don't want to know what you think anymore. What I want to know is who is behind you?"

Shen Sirong asked coldly, and Lanxi even pinched Hanmei's meridians with some effort. Even if she couldn't hurt her, she would not feel better.

"Quickly."

"Yes, the maidservant said..."

Before Hanmei could speak, Shen Sirong's bedroom suddenly became noisy. A quarrel sounded outside the hall, and when Hanmei heard a sound, she slipped to her mouth and swallowed it back.

"Who disturbs the purity of my palace here?" Shen Sirong roared at the people outside with hatred. She walked lightly and walked to the door of the bedroom. There were several concubines outside the house.

"I have seen the imperial concubine, and the empress will forgive me." The concubines quarreled when they saw that the internal supervisor refused to let them go, but Shen Sirong was very clear that they must have been provoked, otherwise they would not have been so bold.

Looking around for a week, Shen Sirong called Wu Wanqing to come forward and whispered in her ear, "What's going on?"

"Sister, it was Dong Gui's concubine who asked our sisters to visit my sister, but this group of slaves refused to let us in, so they quarreled." Wu Wanqing no longer thinks about Xiao Yuanqi's favor. She is also sincere to Shen Sirong, and her words can naturally be trusted.

Shen Sirong thought for a while and said, "How dare you do this nonsense?" This seems to be said to Wu Wanqing, but it is actually for the rest of the concubines.

Really, as soon as the words came out, the concubines bent down and stood in the middle and said, "Mother, I can't be angry. The concubine and others came to visit their sister with something, but they were stopped, and they didn't even have a reason. Naturally, the concubines couldn't rest assured to leave..." Zeng Min explained that the rest of the concubines naturally responded. This reason was very far-fetched, but Shen Sirong could not refute it. Wu Wanqing, who stood beside Shen Sirong, took the voice: "The Empress is angry. Today, the concubines and others are rude and reckless. Everyone also feels that the cronies around the Empress have never seen it, and they are just a little worried." When she got up, Wu Wanqing added a low sentence beside Shen Sirong.

After hearing this, Shen Sirong's expression changed and looked at a green figure in the hall.

"Okay, since the sisters are coming, come in. I am teaching the slaves around me a lesson. Come on, bring it out." Shen Sirong wink at the internal supervisor beside him, and the internal supervisor went into the bedroom to lead people.

Everyone was shocked to see that Hanmei was kidnapped. Who didn't know that the most trusted people around the imperial concubine were Mother Shen and Aunt Hanmei.

"This man deliberately instigated the wet nurse to breastfeed the little prince on the day of the little prince's accident, so he spit milk. Otherwise, how could the murderer take advantage of it?" Shen Sirong did not say Wang Shu, but the murderer. Wang Shu was killed on the charge of murdering the prince, but he was not the real murderer after all.

When the concubines heard this, they naturally couldn't hide their surprise.

"I forgive you..." Hanmei muttered.

"Okay, I forgive you, but in front of so many concubines, you tell me who instructed you?" Shen Sirong moved slightly and turned his back to the concubines behind him.

A voice came from behind him: "The mastermind behind the maidservant is dead, isn't it Princess Li?" Hanmei was stunned when she heard the sound, and then nod her head like pounding garlic: "Yes, it was Princess Li who instructed me to be a maidservant..."

"Shut up, I and the royal sister-in-law are hearing the case. Why do you interrupt?" Lanxi was very unhappy when he saw someone interrupting Shen Sirong's words. He thought that he could immediately ask the real murderer to avenge his nephew. How could anyone be allowed to interfere?

The speaker is also interesting. I should be punished."

The man bowed again, but when she got up, an unknown slender light secretly shot out of her sleeves. A black figure kicked Hanmei away and hit the light on the ground with the scabbard.

" miso..."

The sound light on the ground shook and stopped, and everyone stared at it. It was a slender steel needle with a light blue at the sharp front end. This steel needle is poisonous...

The steel needle was knocked off in the cold night, and then the person who came out the needle fell to the ground with one palm. The man's turquoise was stained with dust, and his chest was stained with the fishy red from his mouth.

"You...re not, aren't you by the emperor's side?" The person who fell to the ground was Zeng Min, the daughter of the Ministry of Household.

The cold sword front of the cold night pressed against her throat, and the concubines beside her had long been scared to scatter everywhere. Shen Sirong didn't reply in the cold night, but just frowned and stared at her. Finally, it was Lanxi who opened his mouth. Lanxi pulled out a golden hairpin from his head and stabbed Zeng Min's shoulder: "I let you hurt my nephew..."

Lanxi shouted, and there was no princess anymore. For so many days, she was forced to smile in front of Shen Sirong, not to show her pain, and forced herself to be strong. But at this moment, she couldn't help it anymore. She stabbed it off and just wanted to vent her hatred.

"Going to the emperor's side to protect it on a cold night is the news released by this palace. Otherwise, why did you come?" Shen Sirong looked at Zeng Min, who was covered with blood on the ground.

Zeng Min laughed loudly. She pointed to Shen Sirong tremblingly: "Today I lost, but you also lost. I don't have a life, but there are many people accompanying me. With your son, Wang Shu, Chen Yunyun, and Liu Ran, haha...haha... they are all accompanying me..."

The laughter pierced Shen Sirong's heart. Her heart ached, but she couldn't help it. Lanxi saw that her face was not right, so he threw down the blood-stained golden hairpin in his hand and came forward to help her.

"It turns out that Concubine Liu and Concubine Yun are also yours..." Shen Sirong's eyebrows are full of doubts, and there are too many things she can't figure out.

"Yes. At the beginning, except for the incident in Guixiang Palace, I told Wang Shu and asked Liu Ran to take the blame. Chen Yunyun was also killed by me, because if she didn't die, the person who died would be me. At the beginning, the person who pushed you in the peach blossom forest was me... Ha ha... You didn't expect that the medicine Wang Shu put in the fruit tea was also given by me. I just wanted your child to die and die with you. By the way, Wang Shu wants to kill your child, but she doesn't have time to fight... Haha, you are all losers. How can you fight with me? Zeng Min was emotional, and her wound kept bleeding, but she looked at Shen Sirong's face getting whiter and whiter, but her smile was a little deeper.

"Why?" Shen Sirong's body was shaky. If he hadn't been supported by Lanxi, he would fall down directly. Her voice was like a broken flute, hoarse and sad: "Why are you setting off so many waves in the harem..."

Zeng Min struggled to get up, but touched the murderous sword: "Did you kill Nineteen?"

The cold night suddenly remembered something. His sword spirit was exerted to the extreme, but he cut Zeng Min's neck an inch apart.

Who is the 19th? Do you mean the bodyguard? Humph. He died worth it and could have hurt me." Zeng Min's words aroused the anger of the cold night. As soon as his wrist moved, he saw the white light flashing horizontally. When the shadow of the sword stopped, Zeng Min's face was full of blood, and there was no good place except a pair of eyes.

"Cold night..." Shen Sirong saw the cold night so fierce for the first time. She couldn't help calling his name, and when Hanmei heard the name, her whole body stood up.

Another sword, Han Ye unloaded Zeng Min's right arm: "The destruction of your face is to return to Nineteen, and I give this arm to the dead little master." On a cold night, she put her sword into the sheath and looked sideways at Shen Sirong. Hanmei saw the sharpness in his eyes and sobbed and then killed herself. She was originally trained in the Dark Guard. Although she was not on the roster, she should not have killed her master for fear of death. On the first cold night of the dark guard, how can it make her live?

"Give me the sword." Shen Sirong slowly stretched out his hand, Han Ye hesitated for a moment, and finally handed her the sword in his hand. She held her breath and pulled out the blade. Between her sleeves, Zeng Min's head fell to the ground... Shen Sirong, who had exhausted all his strength and strength, fell to the ground with the sonorous sound of the sword falling to the ground...