In Dongnuan Pavilion, there was a moment of silence, and time seemed to have frozen.

When the incense in the incense burner burned out, the waiter quickly replaced it with new incense without making any sound.

"..." Fang Huairui felt like a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire under his feet. He almost jumped up and clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles turned white.

No matter how slow he was, he still understood what Chu Yi meant, and his face was as dark as water.

Fang Huairui's tall and burly body tensed up again, standing like a spear in a battlefield littered with corpses.

He took a deep breath and asked clearly: "Your Highness, you mean that the Yu family took in the prince of the previous dynasty?"

These words were almost squeezed out from between the teeth, and the heart shrank into a ball.

Chu Yi smiled and said nothing, making no comment.

Fang Huairui became even more panicked, as if there were countless ants crawling in his heart.

Originally, although the account book in Chu Yi's hand would cause some damage to the Fang family, he knew that with his status with the Fang family, as long as he was willing to surrender to Chu Yi, this matter would most likely be turned into a minor matter.

Disappear into nothingness.

But now, the nature of the Yu family's matter is completely different.

If the Yu family really suffered such a terrible death as Chu Yi said, even if the crime was not as bad as that of the married daughter, the matter would not be rectified. Since the Yu family dared to steal iron mines for the Yu family behind his back, she might still do so.

Let him use the name of the British government to do something treacherous.

Thinking of this, Fang Huairui felt cold in the soles of his feet, and a bone-chilling chill rushed straight to his forehead.

His beard trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but ask again: "This matter is not trivial. Does Your Highness have any evidence?"

Chu Yi didn't answer and asked instead: "Why does the Yu family insist on marrying the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion?"

Fang Huairui: "..."

In fact, Fang Huairui also asked Mrs. Yu this question. Mrs. Yu said that the Gu family's Gu Yunkuang had a good horoscope. She asked someone to calculate it, and Gu Yunkuang could prosper her husband's family.

Fang Huairui couldn't say whether he believed in these mythical things or not, and he didn't care too much.

Anyway, the son was Yu's biological son, so she wouldn't harm him.

But now that I think about it, the whole thing is full of doubts and there are too many things that are puzzling.

Thumping!

Fang Huairui's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, like a drum, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

Judging from Chu Yi's appearance, it didn't look like he was talking nonsense.

A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Chu Yi's lips, and the red mole dazzled like a gem in the sun. He added: "The Yu family comforted Da Gui's aunt. My husband's surname is Bai. He is a wealthy family in Qingzhou. My husband has a handsome body."

Because she was weak, she had to marry for seven years before she could have a son. In February of the first year of the Tianli calendar, there was a fire in the Bai family, and the whole family died. The Yu family was lucky enough to escape the disaster because she was visiting relatives at her parents' house. After that, the Yu family was in charge, and the Bai family was the head of the family.

Allow him to return home with his son."

"Afterwards, the Yu family not only gave Qingzhou's thousand acres of land to the Bai family, but also gave Qingzhou Yanyin to the Bai family... He Huairui, why do you think this is?"

"..." Fang Huairui's cheek muscles trembled rapidly, and he was speechless again.

He didn't like the pretentious and aristocratic nature of the Yu family. He had been staying away from the Yu family all these years, but he never expected that the Yu family would be so bold!

After a pause, Chu Yi smiled softly: "Do you want me to continue?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Chu Yi continued to speak on his own: "The former Empress Yu had a mutton-fat white jade pendant, which was an heirloom of the Yu family. It was round and had a phoenix pattern engraved on it. The phoenix head had no eyes.

"

"A portrait of Queen Yu was equipped with this jade, but there was no trace of this jade pendant after Queen Yu's death."

"Have you ever seen the British Duke?"

Chu Yi looked directly at Fang Huairui with determination, her eyes locked on him, and her smile was warm and clear, but it made people's hearts tremble.

Fang Huairui's eyes widened, and he felt a flash of confusion at first. For some reason, he felt that the jade pendant described by Chu Yi seemed familiar. Chu Yi's words seemed more like he meant something, and seemed to be specifically told to him.

Has he seen this jade pendant of Queen Yu somewhere?!

Fang Huairui searched hard for his memory, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

By the way, a picture flashed quickly in Fang Huairui's mind.

That day, there was a broken jade pendant on the edge of Yu's skirt. It was made of mutton-fat white jade. At that time, Yu moved a step to cover up the broken jade pendant. It was obvious that she had something in her heart.

Fang Huairui recalled the appearance of the broken jade pendant. The jade pendant was smashed into five or six pieces, but the outline should be a round jade pendant with a phoenix engraved on it...

The phoenix head has no eyes!

Fang Huairui's eyebrows twitched suddenly and his breathing became heavier.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Chu Yi again, his neck stiffened, his eyes became more awed, and his heart became more and more confused.

The question is, how did Chu Yi know that he had seen Queen Yu’s jade pendant?!

How did Chu Yi know about his British government affairs?!

Chu Yi has been a hostage in South Vietnam for many years. When did he place an spy in the British government?! Did he also set up spies in other palaces in the capital?!

Fang Huairui suddenly felt like a light on his back, as if every move he made in his daily life was reflected in Chu Yi's eyes.

The Yu family thought they could hide the truth, but they didn't know that neither the Yu family nor the Fang family had any secrets in front of Chu Yi!!

At this moment, Fang Huairui really slaughtered everyone in the Yu family.

"Fang Huairui, tell me, can I absolve the Fang family of their sins?" Chu Yi returned Fang Huairui's question to him, with a graceful and leisurely smile on his handsome face.

Those beautiful auspicious phoenix eyes were bottomless black, as vast as the night sky, as bright as stars, quietly shining with a cold light.

Finally, Fang Huairui lifted up his robe and knelt down silently. He knelt on the cold hard gold brick floor and lowered his head very low.

This is a gesture of surrender.

In just one cup of tea, Fang Huairui felt like he had walked through dire straits and tasted all the flavors of life.

The surroundings were very quiet, so quiet that you could almost hear the leaves falling from the branches outside the window.

Fang Huairui waited with bated breath, his heart in his throat. Suddenly there was a sound of light footsteps from behind. A thin middle-aged chamberlain came to Fang Huairui and bowed to Chu Yi: "Your Highness, the Emperor invites you to come up.

towards."

Fang Huairui's eyelids trembled as he knelt on the ground, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Chu Yi, who was sitting behind the imperial desk. The bright red leather uniform he was wearing shimmered under the light of the rising sun.

Pi Bianfu is the royal court uniform of the prince.

Obviously, Chu Yi had anticipated everything today and was even sure when King Kang would surrender.

Every step and link of the whole thing was part of his calculations, and his meticulousness was astonishing!

Everyone said that King Kang was a man of great talent and strategy, and was good at literature and martial arts. According to him, King Kang was probably far inferior to his nephew.

Chu Yi stood up gracefully, ignored Fang Huairui who was kneeling on the ground, and walked out of Dongnuan Pavilion.

The middle-aged servant followed him step by step, like the most loyal shadow.

The brilliance of the rising sun pours down, reflecting the bright light on the glazed tiles above the palaces, which are magnificent and magnificent.

The entire palace was very empty and quiet, as if there was no one around.

Chu Yi walked slowly from Dongnuang Pavilion to the main entrance of Jinluan Hall.

In the Jinluan Hall, the emperor sat on a high golden dragon chair, with civil and military ministers standing in two queues on both sides.
Chapter completed!