Chapter 243: Incarcerated in prison

The past cannot be pursued, but Murong Qing did not forget his purpose of entering the palace.

Seeing that the imperial concubine was tired of crying, Murong Qing coaxed her to sleep before leaving the palace with a complicated mood.

She wants to go back and tell Pei Mo about this!

The moon hangs high, and lanterns hang in the palace.

Murong Qing thought in his mind, how did he survive such a lonely first half of his life alone before marrying Pei Mo?

Thinking of this, her steps were getting faster and faster.

But she didn't know that when she was walking in the corridor, a palace maid hid in the corner and peeked at her, her eyes as cold as a snake winding forward to hunt.

Murong Qing was absent-minded along the way. The news was too shocking. She had not yet digested it and had never noticed that the guards in front of the palace gate had sharper eyes.

Just as her feet were about to step out of the vermilion palace gate—

"stop!"

Murong Qing was so scared that he stopped at the stern sound.

The palace maid was prepared for a long time, "Dao is stubborn, then you say, judging from the guard's records, you left the palace the day before yesterday, why did you still enter the palace in the middle of the night? And why did you appear next to the ruins of Zifu Palace? Hiding something sneakily in the corner! Then the person who checked the fire found this in the porcelain jar in the corner. What explanation do you want to explain!"

Murong Qing looked at the tray and inexplicably felt that the fire broker looked familiar.

Murong Qing's heart sank.

But no matter how luxurious the whole body is, it cannot hide the sickness on the face.

Pei Mo also received the news.

Murong Qing was pressed down and fell to the ground. She raised her head and saw a woman sitting on the main seat of the palace who was elegant and luxurious even in bedding.

Murong Qing's stomach surging, and she pinched her thighs hard before she could not get out of trouble.

The Queen's face sank.

"Take off your cloak and raise your head!"

This person was the granddaughter of the Central Palace Empress of the dynasty, Huo Qiong, the Minister of the First Rites. Thanks to Huo Qiong's strong recommendation, the emperor could hold a firm seat on the dragon throne.

"Ha! I think you don't cry until you see the coffin. Come on, bring the evidence!"

"Murong, is this fire note yours? Someone saw you appear next to the ruins of Zifu Palace, what do you mean?"

The palace maid beside the queen saw the queen's sunken face and felt enlightened, "I boldly polite Rong Qing and deliberately set fire to murder the queen of the dynasty. The evidence is there, but I dare to argue!"

Murong Qing remembered that this was the fire note held by the imperial concubine, and said calmly, "No, no."

After saying that, the emperor waved his hand, then turned his back and stopped looking at Pei Mo who was kneeling.

"Come on, take this bastard to me to jail!"

Yongning Palace, this is the bedroom where the Empress lives temporarily.

The pain was not very obvious, but it made her unable to tell whether it was an hallucination for a while.

Because of Murong Qing's hesitation for a few seconds, the queen's eyes on the main position were dark, and her blood-free face looked paler against the candlelight, like a corpse that had been soaked in the water for a long time.

The smoky voice was hoarse, which made this sentence particularly harsh.

This was the first time she felt a sense of being speechless.

The palace maid brought by Murong Qing stood beside the queen and scolded her, her eyes full of viciousness.

The remaining guards also stared at Murong Qing tightly, which made her panic for no reason. Could it be that she was discovered by stealing the imperial concubine's waist card?

Murong Qing felt like a rabbit was jumping wildly in her heart. She took off her cape and raised her beautiful little face.

He entered the palace anxiously and pleaded with the emperor in the imperial study.

But this was the act that angered the queen. She shouted at the top of her voice, "Rareless, I am the queen of the central palace. How can you see the honor of my palace?"

Pei Mo lifted his robe and knelt straight on the ground and said.

Unexpectedly, the leading guard glanced at her and turned around to ask the palace maid behind him, "Is it her?"

I saw a guard pressing his right hand on the hilt of the knife, stopping Murong Qing with his left hand and scolding him.

This sound is even more unpleasant than the eunuchs in the palace. In addition, the palace is cleverly structured, which can amplify the sound on the main seat. Now, this harsh sound echoed in the entire palace.

Murong Qing was speechless and could not find an excuse to deal with it. And if she was nervous, her stomach also ached faintly.

After a long time, the emperor said, "Pei Aiqing, get up. The queen is very angry now and has issued an order to temporarily put Murong in prison. After interrogation, she will make a decision."

"The Empress misunderstood that this fire was not released by the poor concubine!" Murong Qing defended.

"Emperor, I am justified the Guilty. Guilty is pregnant with six Jias, and I was in the scene with Guilty at that time. The second prince can prove that even Guilty wants to set fire to murder the Empress, he is still willing but not capable!"

"The bold Murong clan dared to deliberately set fire to the Queen!"

The palace maid sneered, "It's her, arrest me the woman who set fire to the Queen's bedroom!"

Murong Qing remembered his vague impression of the empress's family in his previous life. Every time he thought of it, his heart became colder.

Many years have passed, Huo Qiong has long passed away. Even so, whenever the emperor argues in the court, he always thinks of the Huo Qiong who hits the mark.

The gray-haired emperor sat on the dragon chaise, looking at Pei Mo with deep eyes. He didn't say anything, making people unable to understand his thoughts.

She planned to report herself, "The poor concubine is the wife of the general of the country. She came to the palace to visit the imperial concubine. Why did you stop me?"

But her frowning expression was not dropped by the queen. The queen also heard the hoarse sound of her bounce back, and she was so angry that she was trembling all over. She clasped the armrest of the chair tightly and thought to herself, this damn bitch dared to laugh at her

The sound?

The queen spoke coldly, "Why, can't speak anymore?"

...

Originally, Murong Qing thought that this would be able to suppress the guards guarding the gate.

The palace maid clapped her hands, and then walked up from behind Murong Qing a palace maid holding a tray, with a fire note on it.

Pei Mo on the ground looked at the emperor's back, his eyes covered with haze, and his fingertips were almost about to sink into his palm.

Murong Qing raised his head and stared at the queen in the main position with anger. He originally wanted to say something, but his mouth just opened, but he didn't make a sound.

The queen slapped the table and roared, shaking the teacup on the table so that the table jumped up.

Murong Qing felt that his eardrums were about to be pierced by this sound, so he lowered his head and frowned.

Pei Mo stood up and left without hesitation.

No one knew that just as Pei Mo's footsteps sounded, the emperor turned around, with these pains in his eyes.

It looks really similar. His eyebrows are like him than those of the princes.

The emperor sighed, remembered the queen's mean face, and shook his head helplessly. If the queen's anger could not be calmed, I am afraid that the princelings and old ministers in the court would be in turmoil...
Chapter completed!