The General is Pregnant: His Majesty Abstinence and Sexual Devotion Every Night

Chapter 91 Asking

Zhen Qingyi frowned slightly when he heard this. Obviously, it would have been perfect if Chen Yu was still alive.

Although the evidence he provided was sufficient, it still had some flaws. What if these flaws allowed Prince An to escape?

Zhen Qingyi pinched his fingertips subconsciously, feeling a little worried.

Gu Junqing also frowned. After all, Chen Yu had been handed over to the emperor half a month ago. At that time, people around the emperor also told her that Chen Yu had been executed in the dungeon. Now it seemed that there was no evidence to prove his mistake.

Zhao Zhi couldn't help but stand up at this time, glanced at Gu Junqing who had no expression on his face and the frowning Dali Temple Shaoqing, and finally looked at Zhen Qingyi who was staring at the ground distractedly. A clear voice sounded, and Zhao Zhi couldn't help but ask:

"Do you want to continue the interrogation of Du Zhuo?"

This question broke the inexplicably strange atmosphere.

Several people looked at Du Zhuo as if they had just woken up from a dream, and then turned around. Zhen Qingyi walked behind the Shaoqing, pointing the way and telling them who to interrogate next.

the other side.

When Prince An learned that Zhen Qingyi was using his merit in exposing Huang Zhenxing's illegal mining to ask the emperor for a reward and to overturn the case of the Zhen and Chen families hiding their secrets a few years ago, he felt very uneasy, fearing that they would really find the flaw he had made back then and expose him.

He thought that what he had done was flawless, and even his father, the emperor, the ruler of the world at that time, was kept secret by him. No one could detect it. Now that several years have passed, it is ridiculous what they can still find.

Sometimes he thought he was overthinking, and sometimes he was a little worried, so he sent people to follow them in secret. What King An didn't expect was that the people he sent out were driven back by subordinates of some unknown force, and only a few of them came back, while the rest died on the way back.

Prince An was extremely angry and thought about sending people to keep an eye on Gu Junqing and the others. However, he was afraid that after sending those people out, half of them would be killed and half would be injured.

I had no choice but to send someone else to follow the situation and get in touch with the people around Lord Shaoqing.

However, after they had established connections, Gu Junqing and his men had already interrogated Du Zhuoyou, and they had no idea where Du Zhuo's men had been sent. As a result, Prince An's men returned empty-handed. Prince An was so angry that he killed several servants whom he disliked, then walked out of the palace in person with a gloomy face, intending to go to the Dali Temple alone to find out the truth.

As the sky gradually darkened, the yellow sky was obscured by a layer of black, the afterglow of the setting sun disappeared, and the tall and solemn Zijing City was shrouded in a gray gloom. It was the spring equinox, and it was going to rain.

There was a tall and slender figure standing in front of the majestic palace gate, wearing a dark green brocade robe, a dark gold belt around his waist, and a finely carved green bamboo jade pendant around his waist. The tips of his long boots were slightly wet, and the black cloak looked very thick, connected to it was black fluff, which covered the man's chin tightly. In his hand was a red oil-paper umbrella without any pattern, which looked very simple and elegant.

There was a mixture of wind and rain, and the drizzle was dancing with a hint of drip. A hazy mist surrounded the man, just like a cluster of new bamboos in an empty mountain after a recent rain, calm and unhurried, with a refreshing and elegant temperament.

The person slowly turned around in the mist, and her face gradually became clear.

——It’s Gu Junqing.

Qi Yunjin, who was about to leave the palace, looked at the person standing not far away and was stunned for a moment. The light blue oil-paper umbrella in her hand was a little crooked. Until she seemed to notice him, she slowly approached, her delicate eyebrows raised, as if she was curious about why she was here. She pursed her lips slightly, raised her tone, and whispered:

"emperor?"

Qi Yunjin suddenly came back to his senses and saw her looking at him with a puzzled expression. For some reason, his heartbeat quickened. His eyes flickered, and then he looked at her expressionlessly, his tone inexplicably a little irritable:

"Why is General Gu here?"

Why was she here? When Gu Junqing heard the emperor asking her this, confusion flashed in her eyes. She had just returned from the Dali Temple and passed by the palace. She wanted to ask the emperor about the matter concerning Chen Yu, but the emperor's personal eunuch told her that the emperor was not in and asked her to go back. She had just thought about leaving the palace when she noticed someone looking at her. She just subconsciously turned her head to see who it was, but it turned out to be the emperor.

She listened to the emperor's angry tone, blinked, and said hesitantly: "I came to the palace to discuss some things with you, Your Majesty, but Eunuch Li told me that the emperor was not here, so..."

"Go, go."

Qi Yunjin turned around holding an umbrella, said these words with his back to her, then took a step with his long legs, left these two words, and walked straight towards the imperial study.

Gu Junqing came to his senses and hurriedly followed.

The weather was warm but still cold, and the emperor was afraid of the cold, so even though he was not in the palace at this moment, the charcoal fire in the imperial study was still burning brightly.

Gu Junqing walked into the hall and stood there for a while. He felt his palms were burning and he actually felt a little hot.

Qi Yunjin didn't feel anything, but seeing that her nose was sweating from the heat, he frowned and reminded her in a deep voice:

"Take off your cape when it's hot"

Gu Junqing obeyed obediently, took off his cloak and gave it to the eunuch waiting at the side. The two sat down, with Qi Yunjin in the middle. He had played chess with himself at noon, and now the game was in a stalemate. Gu Junqing lowered his eyes and was a little absorbed in watching the game. Qi Yunjin followed her and watched. It was a good opportunity for someone to play chess with him, so why not?

She seemed to have thought of where to place the black chess piece next. She picked up a piece with her fair and slender hand and glanced at the emperor. Seeing him nod, Gu Junqing placed the black piece on the chessboard. There were white pieces all around, except for a black piece right in front, which was placed there all by itself.

Qi Yunjin stared at the black piece that Gu Junqing had just placed. After a while, she began to laugh, looked at her with some admiration, and then placed the white piece without losing.

The situation remained stable, as if it had returned to the stalemate just now.

After playing for a while, the game was always in a state of one advance and one draw. Except for the increase in the number of black and white pieces on the board, everything else was exactly the same as what Gu Junqing had just seen.

Gu Junqing didn't take it seriously, she just looked up at the emperor who was obviously still unsatisfied, and pursed her lips. She had been here for a long time, and she hadn't asked what she wanted to ask yet. The sky gradually darkened, and she had to rush back to the mansion before it got completely dark, otherwise the emperor would suddenly ask her to stay and play chess with him for the next night.

Gu Junqing said he couldn't do it.

Fortunately, Qi Yunjin still knew his limits.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

It seems that the emperor is in a good mood and actually calls himself me.

Thinking that this chess game was not played in vain, Gu Junqing's brows relaxed slightly.