Mind Reading: The tyrant panicked after hearing the little princess's inner voice

Yu Dalang began to think about how to cry and beg so that his father would soften his heart.

At this time, the Secretary of State knelt down and apologized: "My son is a traitor and has disrupted the palace rules. Your Majesty, please give him a cup of poisoned wine to set things right."

Yu Dalang's eyes widened: "Ah... Aye, what did you say?"

But no one present paid any attention to him.

Although the Shangshu Ling was heartbroken, he had no problem giving up one son to save the Yu family.

Besides, it was his own fault.

Seeing his attitude, Bei Heng's expression eased a little.

He has always been quite tolerant towards his confidants. As long as this matter is not leaked to outsiders to damage the reputation of the royal family, it is not impossible to make some concessions.

"My dear, please stand up. For the sake of our relationship as king and subject, and because today is the princess's 100th day, it is not appropriate to kill anyone. I can spare your Dalang's life."

"Just let it go with a hundred strokes of the cane."

Bei Jingchu was so amused by his words that sounded like he was expressing great mercy: [Hahahaha that's too much, a hundred strokes of the cane is fine.]

The Minister of the Chancellery kowtowed with joy: "Thank you, Lord, for your grace!"

The emperor did show mercy, and he even specifically told Eunuch Jiang to spare his life.

But Yu Dalang didn't think it was a reward. When he was carried away, he was still shouting, "Aye, save me, Aye!"

He only screamed once before his mouth was gagged and he was dragged away. The only sound that could be heard afterwards was the sound of a stick hitting his flesh.

The other party involved also needs to be punished. Logically, she should be sentenced to death directly, but she is the daughter of the Shangshu Ling.

But the Shangshu Ling didn't know and wouldn't plead for her.

The emperor had no reason to show leniency.

Hiss~It’s a bit difficult.

He was just worried that if the Shangshu Ling found out about this man's identity in the future and that he had sentenced him to death, it would create a rift between the emperor and his subjects.

Even if his subjects hold a grudge against him, he can just destroy them.

But it is better to kill as few people as possible. It is difficult to find a useful minister.

But he couldn't ask Yu Jijun directly: My dear, the woman who had an affair with your son is also your daughter. Would you like to kowtow to me for her?

He could already imagine what Shangshu Ling's expression would be if he said this.

Fortunately, the little guy muttered in his heart again: [It’s that hairpin. 】

[Sister, don't be silly. Why are you clenching your hands so tightly? Take out your sandalwood hairpin! ]

[A token, this is a token, otherwise you will die. ]

After listening, Bei Heng focused his eyes on what she was holding in her hand.

What was exposed was half of the ebony hairpin body, but the carvings were covered and the pattern could not be seen.

"What's that in your hand?"

When Yiguo heard His Majesty's question, she thought that he suspected her of stealing items from the palace.

During the time of the previous emperor, some palace servants secretly stole items from the palace and resold them.

Now that she is having a secret meeting with someone outside the palace, it is not surprising that she is suspected of this.

She opened her palm.

"Your Majesty, these are my mother's relics, not the property of the palace."

The Minister of the Chancellery subconsciously turned his head to take a look at her as she was talking.

This face looks familiar.

He glanced at what was in her hand again.

Oh, a hairpin.

It looks like it's made of red sandalwood, and is quite valuable.

The style looked familiar, somewhat similar to the one his first wife wore when she fell into the water.

……

what? !

He turned around to look at Yiguo again, and suddenly found where the familiar feeling about her came from.

This palace maid... this palace maid looks 80% similar to his original wife.

It’s just that his wife had passed away more than ten years ago, and Yu Jijun had almost forgotten what she looked like, so he didn’t recognize her just now.

He thought that he was in front of His Majesty, so he resisted the urge to lose his composure and said, "Your Majesty, I feel a little familiar with this object."

"I wonder if you could ask this lady to show me her hairpin."

Yiguo was a little panicked.

"Your Majesty, I have no way of denying my adultery, but I did not steal."

"This item is a relic of my late mother. It was recorded when the Shanggong Bureau entered the palace."

She thought the Minister of the Chancellery said this because he suspected she had stolen something.

The emperor merely nodded indifferently to the Shangshu Ling, and the hairpin was taken from her hand and put into the Shangshu Ling's hand.

Bei Jingchu rubbed her little hands in the cradle, waiting for the moment of recognition.

Wuhu~Exciting!

The Minister of the Chancellery examined it carefully. If it were Madam Yu's other jewelry, he might not be able to recognize it.

But this is a family heirloom passed down from the daughter-in-law in their family. He carefully identified the pattern and couldn't believe it but was certain of it.

This was his first wife's stuff.

Then... this maid...

"May I ask how old this lady is?"

"It's twenty-eight."

Right.

"Is your mother okay now?"

In fact, when the question was asked, Shang Shu Ling guessed that it was not good.

If her life was decent, why would she take part in the small selection and be sent into the palace as a slave.

"She's dead."

"She died when I was born."

"I haven't seen her."

"Why do you ask?"

Yiguo sensed something was wrong.

The Minister of the Chancellery kowtowed to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, I am ashamed. I am ashamed."

"I know I can't plead for mercy, but...but this lady may be my long-lost flesh and blood."

After saying this, Shang Shu Ling felt a little strange.

His lost daughter and his son...

His face turned green.

But the most important thing now is to save the boy's life. He has already seen His Majesty's attitude.

As long as his position is correct and his attitude is good, Your Majesty is still willing to give him some face.

"I don't ask for anything else, even if my hands and feet are cut off, my nose is cut off and my bones are removed."

"I only ask Your Majesty to spare his life and allow me to investigate his past."

"Today is the eldest princess's 100th birthday. It is not appropriate to kill a living being. I beg Your Majesty to show some mercy."

He kowtowed loudly, and when he raised his head, there was a red spot on his forehead.

The baby in her arms also made two "ah ah" sounds, as if agreeing.

[Yeah, don't let her die yet. I want to see her turn around and become a young lady, and slap the faces of those human traffickers.]

[You don’t know how much they have gone too far. If they don’t get their comeuppance, I will have breast nodules again! ]

The emperor ordered people to drag Yiguo down as well, and ordered: "Same as above, one hundred strokes of the cane, but spare his life."

When Yiguo was taken away, he did not shout and scream like Yu Dalang, but stood there in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yes, suddenly knowing my own background, I might have found my biological father, who is a high-ranking official.

Wouldn't you be confused for a moment?

Yiguo digested the meaning of the conversation just now and suddenly broke into an ecstatic smile.

He was no longer afraid of the caning that was about to happen.

What is there to be afraid of? Once this is over, she might become the daughter of the Shangshu Ling family.

The obstacles, humiliations, and difficulties she had faced in the past were now things she could solve with just a snap of her fingers.

The board hit him, causing him great pain, but thinking of the bright future, Yiguo bit the cloth that was blocking his mouth tightly.

The executor knew his limits. When His Majesty said to spare his life, he meant to spare his life.

By the time the two of them were done with, they were only hanging on by one breath.

Servants were not allowed to be brought into the palace banquet, so the Minister of the Chancellery had no choice but to ask the Emperor to lend him a few men to carry the two children back.

……

No matter how lively or bustling it is outside, it cannot affect the tranquility of the Zhaixing Tower.

This place is like a small world isolated from the rest of the world.

The Imperial Master watched the trajectory of the horoscope gradually shift, and the scent of plum blossoms from the distant window wafted into his nose.

This time, she seemed to be doing fine.

Your Highness, Princess, may you live a long and happy life.

Remember to promise him.

Don't keep him waiting too long.