Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Yu Xiaoqiao saw that the person coming was not friendly, and muttered softly: "Kneel down if you want! It's not like you'll lose a piece of meat."

"Empress Zhao, you used Zirongtang skin care products for several months. The Imperial Hospital found that they were mixed with oleander, which caused the fetus to die in the womb. Do you admit your guilt?" Zhou Zhili asked sternly.

"There is absolutely no oleander in the goods of Zirongtang. The two are completely incompatible. Someone must have framed us." Yu Xiaoqiao replied loudly.

Zhou Zhili sneered and said coldly, "Don't think that the Dali Temple can do nothing to you because you are the daughter of the prime minister. You will never plead guilty unless you are taught some lessons. Someone, come here!"

Yu Xiaoqiao quietly took out a "mind-reading butterfly" from the space.

[If it weren't for Yu Wenrui, how could my brother have been executed five years ago. Today, his daughter fell into my hands, which can be regarded as the will of heaven. ]

Yu Xiaoqiao curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled bitterly in his heart: It turned out that he had an old grudge with his father, and it was a narrow road for enemies to meet again.

Master Liu's face tensed up, and he quickly stood up and walked to Zhou Zhili's side, whispering, "Sir, she is the daughter of the prime minister after all, and she is also engaged to Master Si. Is it inappropriate to use torture?"

Zhou Zhili had an evil look in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, but thought to himself.

[I have the instructions from the Crown Prince and Concubine Zhao. As long as I get the signatures and seals, the Crown Prince and Concubine Zhao will protect me. I will definitely avenge my poor brother!]

"Oh my God, this palace is so complicated. Why is there a prince behind this? Why does Concubine Zhao want to kill me?" Yu Xiaoqiao was shocked and a little panicked.

"Someone, come here, get the clamp!" Zhou Zhili said sternly.

Before Yu Xiaoqiao could come to her senses, the clamp was already on her hand.

"Ah...ah..."

Waves of piercing pain came from the fingertips, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down, and Yu Xiaoqiao's face was as pale as paper.

"Are you going to confess or not?" Zhou Zhili asked sternly with a sly smile flashing across his gloomy face.

"Hmph, it's a waste of time reading the books of sages, and you just keep a clown as your own." Yu Xiaoqiao sneered.

"Pinch it for me, squeeze it hard! You still have the nerve to be stubborn." Zhou Zhili was so angry that his true feelings were exposed.

With two loud bangs, two yamen runners were knocked over by a figure and vomited blood.

The man held Yu Xiaoqiao in his arms, his cold eyes revealing bloodthirsty anger.

Yu Xiaoqiao forced a smile on her pale face and whispered, "You're here!"

After he finished speaking, he fainted.

"Who are you? How dare you break into the Dali Temple court and injure my bailiffs. Come, tie him up!" Zhou Zhili slammed the table and shouted sternly.

The yamen runners rushed forward, and Qingfeng, who followed behind Si Wenming, knocked them to the ground in a few moves.

Zhou Zhili, seeing the man's extraordinary bearing and the strong martial arts guards beside him, felt uneasy and said in a stern voice: "You are a bold lunatic, robbing suspects in broad daylight, archers ready."

When Si Wenming saw her bloody hand with exposed knuckles, he became furious and stabbed Zhou Zhili's arm with a sword.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

A shrill scream was heard.

Zhou Zhili looked down and saw that his sleeve was covered in blood. The sword wound had cut through his arm and was so deep that the bone was visible. His face turned pale and he shouted tremblingly.

"Come here, archers, shoot...shoot them to death!"

Qing Feng leaned over and threw out hidden weapons with both hands, and the archer fell to the ground instantly.

Si Wenming glared at Zhou Zhili coldly, scaring him so much that he quickly hid under the desk. He then picked up Yu Xiaoqiao and walked out.

Zhou Zhili struggled desperately and screamed, "Yu Xiaoqiao is a major suspect in the death of the prince, you can't take her away!"

A group of yamen runners looked fearful, not daring to step forward to stop them, nor to step back to let them go.

The young man was about to take action, but Li Lingyan and his men broke in.

"Sir Zhou, you must have lived enough to dare to stop even Young Master Si." Li Lingyan said with a smile.

Zhou Zhili had only seen Li Lingyan from afar in the court and did not recognize him at first, but he recognized the guard beside Li Lingyan at a glance. It was Ye Feng, the Queen's personal guard.

Zhou Zhili hurriedly crawled out from behind the desk, knelt at Guard Ye's feet, and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Guard Ye, you have arrived at the right time. This daring lunatic has broken into the court and tried to kill me. He also wants to kidnap the suspect who killed the prince. I beg the Queen to help me!"

Seeing Yu Xiaoqiao in Si Wenming's arms, with her face pale and her finger bones exposed, Li Lingyan was so angry that he stabbed Zhou Zhili's thigh with a sword.

Another scream, blood gushed out from Zhou Zhili's thigh, and his face turned pale.

He said coldly: "I, Li Lingyan, am the suspect of the robbery. If you are going to file a complaint in front of the emperor, please make sure you don't file a complaint against the wrong person."

"And me, Si Wenming." Si Wenming said loudly.

After they finished speaking, the two men smiled at each other, and left the Dali Temple court in a mighty procession.

The news was so shocking that Zhou Zhili seemed to have forgotten about his arms and legs that were bleeding. He looked flustered and muttered to himself, "The third prince? Si Wenming?"

The third prince, Li Lingyan, is the Queen’s legitimate son and the Emperor’s most beloved prince.

Wen Nanbo Si Wenming was the adopted son of the eldest princess and the empress dowager's favorite.

"I can't afford to offend any of them. It would be a sin!"

When Li Lingyan and Si Wenming sent Yu Xiaoqiao back to the prime minister's residence, the second wife was very surprised to see them.

But seeing Yu Xiaoqiao's bloody hands, he didn't bother to ask more questions.

The two little ones surrounded Yu Xiaoqiao's bed and couldn't stop crying.

Yu Wenrui's face turned pale and he said angrily, "This is too much!" After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

The second wife stopped Yu Wenrui tightly and said angrily.

"Master, please don't go. It's not appropriate for you to go to deal with the child. I will go to the emperor to seek justice. Even if his words are biased, you can't do anything to me, a woman."

Before the second wife arrived at the imperial study, Zhou Zhili was already in front of the emperor.

"Your Majesty, today I was ordered to interrogate Yu Xiaoqiao. The Third Prince and Si Wenming broke into the Dali Temple court, severely injured me, and kidnapped the suspect Yu Xiaoqiao."

Zhou Zhili, wrapped in white cloth like a mummy, was now slumped in the imperial study, crying like a shrew, showing no image of a third-rank official at all.

"How ridiculous! Call Si Wenming and Li Lingyan." The emperor glanced at Zhou Zhili with disgust in his eyes and shouted sternly.

"Your Majesty, the second wife of the Prime Minister, Mrs. Yang, requests to see you outside the palace." Eunuch Li said in a hoarse voice.

The emperor was so annoyed that he supported his forehead with one hand, waved his hand, and signaled that the guests should come into the hall.

When the second wife entered the hall and walked past Zhou Zhili, she glared at him fiercely.

The second wife knelt down and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, although I am Qiao'er's concubine, I must seek justice for that poor child."

The emperor looked up and motioned for her to continue.

"First, since ancient times, officials have not been punished, and common people have not been subject to the law. Even though Qiao'er has not undergone the canonization ceremony, the title of Princess Anping was bestowed by the emperor. How can she be tortured to extract a confession?

Second, it is not that the Yu family is taking advantage of their achievements. Regardless of the fact that my master has worked hard for Daxin for decades, even if it is for the sake of Qiao'er's biological mother, Sister Mei, who saved the country from destruction and saved Your Majesty, he should not be tortured with a stick before the case is cleared and the guilt is determined.

Third, the Dali Temple tried the case without calling witnesses, checking evidence, or paying attention to the facts of the case. Instead, they made statements and tortured people to extract confessions. Isn't this abusing power and ignoring the law? It's the behavior of a corrupt official. If the canonical punishment is not clear, where is the world and the bright day! "

If it weren't for the second wife's words, Zhou Zhili would have been crying and complaining. By the time he heard the third point, his face had turned pale, cold sweat was pouring out, and his body was shaking like a sieve.

The emperor was speechless for a moment as he looked at the second wife's eloquent and reasonable words. He glared at Zhou Zhili, who was always causing trouble but could not do anything helpful. He was so angry that he threw the teacup on the table at Zhou Zhili and said angrily.

"Idiot! You did such a stupid thing, you deserve to die!"

Zhou Zhili cried out in pain because of the scalding hot tea. He did not dare to wipe the tea leaves off his face. He trembled and shouted, "I deserve to die! I deserve to die!"

"The Third Prince Li Lingyan and Marquis Wennan Si Wen have arrived." Eunuch Li preached at the top of his voice.

Hearing this, Zhou Zhili was so frightened that he didn't know where to go.