Zhang Jiali has been with Zhu Jiali for a while. Although Zhu Jiali is narrow-minded and mean, she is pretty good to her and helps her everywhere. Now, in order to protect herself, she has blamed her for all the guilt. She can't bear to feel guilty, but she has no choice in the face of the torture in front of her.

So Zhu Jiali said guiltily: "Sister Zhu, you can't blame your sister, and you can't blame me. I can't tell the truth. Besides, my sister is not as good as my sister. You have a prominent wealth. Maybe someone can help me, but if my sister can't escape this disaster, it will be a lifelong thing. I hope my sister will not hate her."

Zhu Jiali paid slight attention to Zhang Jiali's difficulties. She had only the anger after not betraying her, so she said viciously: "Unless I die in the palace today, you expect me to let you go, let's wait and see."

Zhang Jiali is a person who knows Zhu Jiali's nature better. When she learned that she had the right method, she was inevitably even more anxious, so she simply placed all her safety on Lu Lingrong's side. At present, it is probably the only one who can protect her.

In order to protect yourself, Zhang Jiali had to take extraordinary measures, so she said again: "Sir, the maid has something to report."

Lu Lingrong suddenly said "Say."

"Last time Zhu Jiali said that it was Song Xiaozhu who pushed her down. In fact, this was not the case. Zhu Jiali deliberately framed Song Xiaozhu, and there was also the case of the cloth being damaged in the wild room. It was also the work of Zhu Jiali, but the cloth was not remedy in the end, so the matter was left in nothing."

Zhu Jiali can only be more cruel. As long as Zhu Jiali can be severely punished or disappear in the palace, she will not have the chance to cause trouble for her again, so she has to reveal all the things Zhu Jiali has done.

Lu Lingrong was surprised to see Zhang Jiali and Zhu Jiali at first sight. He didn't expect that it would be a small matter that would involve such a thing. She said twitchyly: "You have always known that these things were done by Zhu Jiali, but you have never been willing to come out to identify her. You are covering up."

Zhang Jiali hugged Lu Lingrong's legs and cried pitifully: "Sir, the maid has already told you everything you know, so you can spare the maid this time."

Seeing that she was so pitiful and was quite conscientious, Lu Lingrong did not make things difficult for her anymore. Instead, she turned to Zhu Jiali beside her and said coldly: "Do you admit your guilt in Zhu Lu's assassination of Master Song?"

Zhu Jiali was already planning to give up with a broken can, so she was not afraid at all. Instead, she said with her head held high and her chest held high: "Today, I am Zhu Lu, I will be in my eighth lifetime, but you should not be too proud too early. My father is a minister in the court. If I have a few shortcomings, you'd better take care of your head first."

Zhang Jiali knew Zhu Jiali's family background, so she asked for help. Lu Lingrong had some foundation in the identities of each beauties, but she didn't expect that Zhu Lu had a courtier's father. She thought about how to change the punishment she had decided in her heart.

Song Anle knew nothing about Zhu Lu, but Zhu Lu's family background did not affect her intentions, because she just wanted to give Zhu Lu a reminder, hoping that she could not cause trouble for her again and again.

"The laws of the states of all dynasties, and the emperor violated the law, which was the same for the common people, not to mention that you are just the daughter of a court official. However, for the sake of your Zhu family serving the country, our palace can spare you this time."

Although Lu Lingrong has the right to reward and punish the people in the Xiu Girls' Academy, it is related to the affairs of the court officials. Why should she offend people for such a small matter? So she said coldly: "But the death penalty can be avoided, but the life penalty is hard to spare."

"Come;" Lu Lingrong raised his head and ordered: "The beautiful girl's house is waiting to be selected as a beauties Zhu. Because of his narrow-mindedness, he attacked the beauties of Song, which caused her appearance to be greatly damaged and repeatedly committed serious crimes. He passed the order of the palace of our ministers to abolish Zhu's election qualification, and severely fined twenty major boards, and drove out of the palace at a date."

"You!" Zhu Lu thought he would use his family background to suppress them, but she didn't expect Lu Lingrong to have no concern about her family background, so she said angrily: "Lu Lingrong, wait for me, I won't let you go."

Zhu Lu pointed at Zhang Jiali and Song Anle and said angrily: "You, and you, you all wait for me."

Lu Lingrong suddenly regretted her punishment, not because it was too heavy, but because she was worried that Zhu Lu would take revenge by any means after leaving the palace alive. Because of her uneasy feeling in her heart, she said angrily: "Take it down."

Zhu Lu was dragged down by the palace servant in an excited rage. She still shouted angrily: "You all wait for me, I will not let you go."

Lu Lingrong was a little uneasy for a moment. Zhu Lu's warning was always lingering in her ears that could not be dispelled. She became upset and became arrogant. Zhang Jiali was still kneeling on the ground timidly, so she said coldly again: "And you, although you are not the mastermind, you are guilty of sheltering. Don't be abolished from the election. Starting from now on, you will be a palace maid."

Lu Lingrong left a severe punishment and then left. Zhang Jiali was kneeling at her feet, so she hurriedly hugged Lu Lingrong's legs and begged: "Sir, give the maid another chance. The maid knows that she is wrong. Please give the maid another chance."

"Cry here again, I will drive you out of the palace together with you." Lu Lingrong kicked Zhang Jiali away viciously and took the palace people away without mercy.

Zhang Jiali looked at Lu Lingrong leaving with tears on her face. Her glimmer of hope eventually turned into despair. Suddenly she saw Song Anle again, so she knelt in front of her irrationally and said, "Master Song, everything in the past is my fault. You have a lot of mistakes. Please ask Lu Sigong for mercy. I really can't lose this opportunity to run. Please."

Song Anle had no chance to speak from beginning to end, and she didn't want to get involved in this matter. As for the result of Zhang Jiali's punishment, she believed that it was already a good punishment. Even if she valued the qualification for this campaign, at least she still had a chance in the palace, but Zhu Lu wouldn't have this chance again.

So Song Anle just said coldly: "I believe Zhang Jiali also knows that Lu Sigong has a perfect personality. If Zhang Jiali still wants to stay in this palace, it's better to go back early."

Song Anle had already revealed it very clearly. Zhang Jiali was confused for a moment and was really shameless to pray, so she could only be taken down by the palace servants in dejected manner.

Seeing her appearance, Song Anle felt a little reluctant, so she said meaningfully: "If Zhang Jiali really cares about her qualifications for this campaign, why not use this to transform herself, as the future will be long."

Zhang Jiali suddenly seemed to understand Song Anle's reminder. Now that things have come to this point, she might as well concentrate on studying the relationship between the palace. Anyway, she is still young and it will not be too late to spend three or five years.

After sending off the protagonist of the matter, only Song Anle and others were left. After so much trouble, everyone seemed a little tired, but it was also possible that because of the truth, they each felt sorry for Zhang Jiali and Zhu Lu.

Chen Xiaoya had already learned the details while staying with Song Anle. Now that the culprit is being rectified, they have thoughts. It’s a pity that Song Anle’s destruction still has obvious flaws.

Chen Xiaoya had already felt sleepy, so she broke the quiet in time, "Happy, it's getting late, I'm disturbing you here. You can rest early, don't forget to apply medicine."

Song Anle pursed her lips forcibly and nodded gently, "Thank you for your hard work tonight, go back early to rest."

"So too, I'll leave." Chen Xiaoya knew that Song Anle was feeling for Zhu Jiali and the others, so she patted her hand gently and then left with the palace servant.

Mei Xin saw that Song Anle was worried, so she walked up and said, "My little master, I will wait for you to rest."

Song Anle nodded. Although she felt guilty, it was because of her own heart problems. Otherwise, Zhu Lu might have done something extraordinary. Moreover, such a result would undoubtedly be a destination to save her for someone with an extremely narrow temperament.

The cold winter is finally influenced by the hot warm sun. The spring breeze in March is still full of chill in the warm sun.

There are only three days left before the election, but the scars on Song Anle's face are still vaguely visible. Chen Xiaoya is almost always with Song Anle every day, helping her check the situation, but even though she has done everything she can, she still cannot be superb.

Chen Xiaoya took the last ointment for Song Anle. Song Anle, who was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, was looking forward to the final effect, but she sighed silently at herself in the bronze mirror.

Chen Xiaoya was worried that Song Anle was unhappy about her appearance, so she also said worriedly: "Anle, all I can do for you is this. You won't blame me for being incompetent, right?"

Song Anle took Chen Xiaoya's hand and said with relief: "How could that be? You have helped me enough, and I don't know what to use to thank you."

Chen Xiaoya finally smiled, "We are good sisters. If we don't mention any gratitude, we can only meet frequently in the future."

They all knew that after the election, they would all face the prospect of going their separate ways, so in such a huge palace, they didn’t know where they were, let alone the chance to meet again. However, Song Anle still said calmly: “Don’t worry, this time it is just a level of the election, and there will not be too high-ranking seniors to be selected.”

Chen Xiaoya pouted inexplicably, and she said with a little low voice: "I hope to set all the main names this time so that it will save everyone from being together. You don't want me, I don't want your intrigue."
Chapter completed!