After I was reborn, I was scumbag

Chapter 51

East Palace.

"I am following His Majesty's order to search the Eastern Palace! How dare you, a small inner prisoner, stop you?"

In the evening, it is the time when day and night are intertwined.In the cloudy sky, there is only a ray of majestic glow left, and the scarlet sunset against the ink-like clouds is strange and terrifying.

Dong Jiu looked at the hundreds of imperial guards with their swords unsheathed and murderous in front of them, half of her heart was worried about the uneasiness of His Royal Highness who had left the city to play and hadn't returned yet, and the other half was the horror of such a battle.

"This commander, this slave has absolutely no intention of disobeying the holy name. It's just that His Royal Highness has not returned from the outskirts of Chang'an today. Can the commander wait a little longer, and wait until His Highness returns—"

The commander sneered, and strode forward to push Dong Jiu away: "Joke, His Majesty's decree, is there any reason for delay? Come on! Go into the palace and search carefully, don't let go of every corner!"

Hundreds of imperial guards responded in unison, and immediately dispersed quickly, ignoring the obstruction of the servants of the East Palace, and rushed to various halls.

Dong Jiu watched helplessly as several Imperial Forest Army soldiers rummaged through boxes and cabinets in His Royal Highness's study, calligraphy and paintings were scattered all over the floor, and they were spinning around in a hurry.

"Let me ask you, did His Highness go out alone today? Did you say where he would go for a walk? Who is the driver?"

The servant who was grabbed by Dong Jiu's sleeve cried with a mournful face: "Eunuch Dong Jiu, I don't even know about it! Your Highness was very mysterious this morning, and no one was allowed to get close to the car... and he didn't say where he went."

"Send someone quickly to find someone in the suburbs with a radius of five miles outside Chang'an. If you find His Highness, tell him that His Majesty sent the Imperial Forest Army to search the East Palace. Please come back quickly!"

"The slave is going!"

Dong Jiu hurried to the commander of the Imperial Forest Army, took out a large bag of silver from his sleeve and handed it over.

"Commander, I don't know why His Majesty suddenly ordered to search the East Palace, can you tell me one or two..."

The commander gave Dong Jiu a cold look, but didn't take the money.

"It's rare that the father-in-law is so thoughtful, so I would advise him to say that when you are in front of the imperial court, don't lie to your majesty, it will save your life for nothing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier ran out of the dormitory, cupped his hands and said: "Commander, my subordinates found something in the dark compartment of His Royal Highness's dormitory, please take a look!"

Dong Jiu's heart skipped a beat, her eyebrows twitched, and she hurriedly followed the commander to the edge of the desk. In the dark compartment she opened was a puppet full of silver needles.

The talisman paper on the top was drawn with blood-red cinnabar in a messy pattern. Even though Dongjiu couldn't read a few words, he knew that this kind of puppet was obviously only used by the most hated witchcraft in the court.

When the commander saw the puppet, he immediately beckoned people to put the things into the wooden box, with a serious expression on his face: "It's unexpected that His Royal Highness, who is said to be humble and respectful by the ministers, would hide such dirty things in the bedroom!"

"Come here, arrest all the servants of the East Palace and bring them to the imperial court, for His Majesty to decide!"

Dong Jiu was pushed and pushed all the way to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

With a "plop", the sound of knees falling to the ground was accompanied by the muffled sound of the puppet hitting the ground.

Emperor Daliang sat on the dragon chair, closed his eyes and listened to the soft report from the commander of the imperial forest army. Although the hall was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could not be heard, the real anger revealed by the emperor still sent chills down the spine.

"... After receiving His Majesty's order, I immediately rushed to the East Palace. After a rigorous search, I found this thing in the secret compartment of His Highness the Crown Prince's bedroom."

"Where is the prince? Didn't I tell you to bring him along?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, when I arrived at the East Palace, His Highness the Crown Prince was not in the palace. The servants of the East Palace said that His Highness the Crown Prince went to the suburbs of Chang'an early in the morning, perhaps he has not come back from a visit... I have ordered the Imperial Forest Army to go out of the city to look for it."

"Playing?" Emperor Liang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of murderous intent and anger, "Nizi, Nizi! I treated him like this, and made him the Eastern Palace Crown Prince early! This is how he repays me!"

"Your Majesty calm down! It's better to wait for His Royal Highness to come back. After His Majesty asks... Maybe it's a misunderstanding."

"I still can't tell what my son's handwriting is like!" Emperor Daliang stared at the puppet that fell on the ground, and suddenly coughed violently.

"Go! Bring this traitor back to me immediately!"

The commander of the Imperial Forest Army didn't dare to say anything more, and quickly withdrew from the Hall of Mental Cultivation after accepting his orders.

Emperor Liang's gaze was like an angry lion, and it fell on Dong Jiu who was kneeling on the ground.

"Are you the prince's personal servant?"

"Returning to His Majesty, the servant is."

"Then tell me, what kind of traitors did the prince find to make this puppet, and how did you write my birth date and curse me with witchcraft!"

Dong Jiu trembled all over, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and said loudly: "Report to Your Majesty! His Royal Highness has always respected and filial His Majesty, and has never encountered such a dirty sorcery! Someone must be framed His Highness, please be aware of it!" !"

"Mingcha?" Emperor Liang sneered as he slapped the table, "What a sharp-tongued slave, he dares to defend the prince when he is about to die! Someone, put him in the dungeon and torture him severely!"

"Your Majesty, check it out! Your Highness is wronged! I beg Your Majesty to check it out..."

The candles in the Hall of Mental Cultivation burned all night, and the Imperial Forest Army who searched outside the city went round after round, but they did not find the prince until the next morning.

Emperor Liang's eyes were bloodshot, he waved his hands impatiently to drive away the servants who came to bring soup and food, and asked in a hoarse voice towards a corner of the hall.

"...Murong Aiqing, do you think the prince went out to play and forgot the time, or did he know that his voodoo skills were exposed, and he was afraid that I would take his head and run away overnight?"

The cold voice was calm, and like those cold phoenix eyes, it was as deep as the sea.

"I don't dare to speculate. It's just that I used to be His Royal Highness's attendant after all. The master and servant are separated. I can't bear to see His Highness make mistakes again and again."

Emperor Liang glanced at him, and sighed: "It's rare that Aiqing is so loyal. I listened to the words of the fourth prince and almost killed Aiqing by mistake. Thinking about it now, I'm really afraid!"

"Your Majesty has a lot of trust in the Pingxihou Mansion, and I can only serve Daliang with all my heart."

"I am very pleased that Aiqing can take such a big risk and come to report to me what the prince has done."

"Unexpectedly, the son I brought up with Xin Ruru would use witchcraft to curse me with the intention of rebelling against me! No wonder the Qin Tianjian played a report a few days ago, saying that the crown prince's star position is unstable..."

As Emperor Liang spoke, he beckoned Murong Xing to come forward.

"When the Imperial Forest Army captures the crown prince and brings him to justice, I want him to confront you. I want to see what this rebellious son has to say then!"

……

A basin of salt water was splashed on the face of the young man who was tied to the stone pillar, instantly reflecting the dripping wound on Junxiu's face scarlet.

The pain magnified in an instant, Shao Guan let out a muffled snort, gritted his teeth and raised his head.

His vision was still very blurred, it seemed that the corners of his eyes were rubbed by the few pieces of rubble that he hit after he fell, and the blood slid from the center of his brows and dripped into his pupils, excruciatingly painful.

"Prince Shaoguan, long time no see."

The unhurried footsteps came from far to near, stepped over the stone steps, and finally stood at a place two steps away from Shaoguan.

Behind the blindfolded blood mist was a very familiar face, but that overly soft face was no longer the amorous style of a white-clothed luthier, but full of hostility, hatred and a kind of arrogance of a winner.

"Qi Yuanxiu...is that you?"

Yuan Qiong frivolously glanced at Shao Guan's scarred face, and said with a smile: "It's rare that the prince still remembers me. However, Qi Yuanxiu is just a substitute name. My real name is Yuan Qiong."

"The last time I had the honor to meet the prince under Yuan Qiong's name was at the Meridian Gate execution ground several years ago."

"At that time, I was the same as the current prince, covered in wounds, in a state of embarrassment, betrayed by the so-called 'loyal ministers', and about to die in Huangquan."

When Yuan Qiong said this, his face twisted for a moment, as ferocious as a ghost who came back from the ground to seek his life.

It's just that he quickly laughed complacently again: "But that's all in the past. Now, it should be His Highness the Crown Prince who is desperate and indignant."

"The prince must be very puzzled, why Murong Xing pushed you down the valley with his own hands, why I imprisoned you here, but didn't kill you..."

When Shao Guan heard the name "Murong Xing", his fine eyelashes trembled suddenly, his heart seemed to be clenched tightly by a fist, and he could hardly breathe due to the pain.

As smart as he is, it is natural that he would not fail to guess the relationship between Murong Xing and the former prince.

It's just that everything has become too fast and too absurd, so that his subconscious can't accept this fact at all.

The young man who said softly "I planted this flower for you in the last life" in the last moment, turned his face ruthlessly in the next second and pushed him down the valley without hesitation.

The young man who promised him that he would always protect him had already colluded with the former prince. He couldn't tell whether the tenderness and pampering a few days ago was true love or just a realistic play. Cleared up.

He only knew that his heart had gradually become numb after the severe pain, but he avoided thinking about it. He was afraid that the more he cared, the more embarrassing and ridiculous he would become.

Seeing that Shao Guan just gritted his teeth and said nothing, a look of boredom and disappointment flashed across Yuan Qiong's face, and he waved his hand to summon the guards who were guarding him.

"What time is it?"

"Reporting to Master, it will be the third day in an hour. His Majesty Murong sent a message saying that he is already waiting in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, just waiting for the master's arrangement."

"Well, are the imperial guards searching outside still there?"

"It's still there, but master, don't worry, this dungeon is built extremely secretively, and they won't be able to find out if they don't know the mechanism."

Yuan Qiong narrowed his eyes and looked at Shao Guan's pale complexion and chapped lips, and sighed with some pity: "If it wasn't for the overall situation, I really want to execute him Ling Chi now to comfort my father and brother."

"Come here, fetch the Heart-biting Gu."

"...What do you want to do?" Shao Guan's wrist was almost strangled into the flesh by the rope bound, the dirty blood and the blood gurgling from the wound left the young handsome face in a mess.

"What to do...the prince will know soon."