The imperial concubine is charming and charming, and only seeks power and wealth

Following a sharp and piercing muffled sound, the entire sky of the capital was dyed blood red by smoke.

This is the distress signal sent by the Imperial Guards when they are in distress while performing a guard mission.

The Imperial Guards guard the imperial city and only protect members of the royal family.

Many people knew that the imperial concubine had left the palace today.

For a moment, countless high-ranking officials in various parts of the capital looked up at the red sky, their hearts filled with horror.

Concubine, something happened.

…………

royal palace.

Qi Junyi was discussing matters with his ministers in Guang'an Hall when suddenly, the sharp sound of a signal arrow came through the roof and seemed to explode above his head.

He was stunned at first, then he suddenly stood up and rushed out of the hall.

When he saw the blood-red sky, he almost lost his balance and his heart almost stopped beating.

The imperial guards asked for help.

Yueyue…Yueyue…Is she okay?

The ministers who followed out of the palace gasped in shock when they saw the emperor with a pale face and swaying body. They all knelt on the ground, silent as a mouse, not daring to say a word.

"Your Majesty!" Liu Rong bravely stepped forward to support him.

Qi Junyi closed his eyes and tried his best to calm his collapsing mind.

"Have Zhou Chen summon the Imperial Guards to rush to our aid. Seal all the gates of the capital. No one is allowed to enter or leave. Also, surround the residences of Censor Wang, the Minister of the Central Secretariat, the Marquis of Yongle, and the Jiang family. No one is allowed to escape without my order!"

"Ready your horse!"

The emperor's panicked figure disappeared into the distance, and the ministers kneeling on the ground outside Guang'an Hall looked at each other with horror in their eyes.

Who is so bold as to attack the imperial concubine?

This is breaking the sky!

The palace gates were wide open, and countless imperial guards poured out of the imperial city.

The capital city was in a state of panic.

The entrance to the Jiaofangsi was in chaos.

The imperial guards were not there to do nothing. They formed a battle formation and protected the carriage to prevent the mad horse from breaking through and hurting its master.

Soon, some horses were killed.

The sudden appearance of the mad horse caused panic among the onlookers, and the smell of blood added to the panic.

The crowd began to flee in all directions.

In the chaos and noise, the formation of the imperial guards was broken for a moment, revealing a flaw.

Two crazy horses rushed in from the opening that was not blocked and headed straight for Jiang Lingyue's position.

Not far away, Chen Zihui, who was trying to comfort the fleeing people but was always paying attention to the situation here, suddenly narrowed his eyes, snatched the long sword from the guard beside him with both hands, and jumped up.

With a "puff" sound.

Warm horse blood splattered onto Jiang Lingyue's face.

Two crazy horses had already rushed in front of him. One of them had its leg cut off by Chen Ziwei's sword and fell to the ground. Its red eyes were still irritable and roaring.

The other one raised its front hoof and kicked at the carriage.

The carriage shook violently, and the horses pulling it seemed to be infected by the mad horse and began to neigh wildly.

No!

Got to go down!

Otherwise, the horse would go crazy and gallop away, throwing her out, and she would be seriously injured if not killed.

Jiang Lingyue tried her best to keep her body steady and stood up by holding the wall of the carriage. Outside, another mad horse broke into the encirclement and charged towards the carriage.

The carriage shook violently, and Jiang Lingyue, who had just stood firm, lost her balance and fell out. When she was about to fall to the ground, an arm appeared from her waist and held her tightly.

Chen Ziwei held her with one hand and stabbed Crazy Horse's eyes with a sword in the other.

Crazy Horse fell down with a howl.

The strong smell of blood and the shrill screams frightened Jiang Lingyue so much that she trembled unconsciously. The arm around her waist tightened instantly, almost holding her in his arms.

While still in shock, Jiang Lingyue smelled a familiar yet unfamiliar scent.

There is also a faint fragrance that fills the nose.

As soon as I raised my eyes, I saw the boy's smooth jawline and his eyes were cold and resolute. There was blood splattered on his face, and his straight nose still looked sharp and cold in the sunlight.

Like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath.

Sharp and sharp.

Jiang Lingyue was distracted for a moment, but quickly reacted, raised her hand to his shoulder and tried to push him away.

Chen Ziwei looked down at her, showing no intention of letting go.

At this moment, although several horses were hacked to death, there were still some crazy horses running around, causing the fleeing crowd to scream continuously.

Everything was too coincidental, and no one knew whether there was an assassin hiding among the fleeing crowd.

If he lets go, what if someone takes advantage of the chaos to assassinate him...

"Miss!"

Shen Congwen and the imperial guards, who were not far away, breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Jiang Lingyue was fine. They directed everyone to head towards the Jiaofangsi, "This place is dangerous. Your Majesty, please take shelter inside first."

In an emergency, no one, including Nanny Qian, thought that Chen Ziwei's guards were inappropriate.

The Jiaofangsi was not far away. With such a big commotion outside, many guests inside ran out. They knew that the imperial concubine was in danger, and several discerning military generals had already come to protect her.

Soon, Jiang Lingyue was escorted to the gate of the Jiaofangsi.

It was also very lively here. Almost all the guests who were seeking pleasure came out and bowed to the imperial concubine when they saw her coming.

At the same time, the hand on his waist finally loosened, and Chen Ziyi took a half step back. "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I am rude."

"...It's okay," Jiang Lingyue slowly exhaled, and said to the people around her, "Please excuse me." She then asked, "Why are there so many crazy horses suddenly running out? Is there a horse farm nearby?"

Chen Ziyi said, "Raising horses is a common custom among the noble families in the capital. There are more than one horse farm in the south of the city alone. The origins of these crazy horses still need to be investigated."

These crazy horses did not rush anywhere else but only headed towards the imperial carriage. Obviously something was wrong.

It is definitely necessary to check.

Madam Qian said, "There are too many people here, and to prevent any further trouble, Your Majesty should go inside and take shelter."

Although it is the Jiaofangsi, it is also the territory of the imperial court. It is better to go into the private room for emergency shelter than to stand here and be vigilant all the time.

The madam of the Jiaofang Bureau, who had come out earlier, heard this and hurriedly said, "There is a quiet and elegant room in the academy. If your Highness does not mind, please come in."

Jiang Lingyue had no such taboos. She nodded slightly and was about to take a step forward when she heard a man's hoarse shouting faintly coming from the direction of the crowd on the side.

Turning her head, through the gap, Jiang Lingyue saw the prostitute who jumped off the building that Shen Congwen mentioned.

In the cold winter, a woman wearing a light and seductive gauze dress, with a face as pale as gold paper and eyes closed, her life or death unknown, was being held in the arms of a man in gorgeous clothes, his clothes stained red with blood.

The man's face looked no better than the fainted woman's. He was hugging someone tightly and crying for someone to call a doctor.

If this scene of a pair of lovers parting by life and death happened somewhere else, it would be very touching.

But this is the Jiaofangsi.

There are only clients and prostitutes inside.

The madam of the Jiaofang Bureau's face changed. "I have offended your eyes. I will have someone drag me away right now."

"Wait a minute," Jiang Lingyue raised her hand, "What's going on?"

"The one who jumped from the building was the fourth daughter of the Duke of Rong's mansion. She was arrested today by the Imperial Music Bureau and jumped out of anger after being humiliated," the madam said quickly, not wanting to hide anything. "The man holding her was the second son of the Marquis of Yongchang's mansion... and he was also the one who ordered her."

Duke Rong's Mansion.

Zhao family.

The younger sister of Lady Zhao.

That Concubine Zhao who had been trying to frame her with the child since she became pregnant.

At this moment, she is still surviving in the side hall of Baohua Palace, but her family has collapsed because of her.

The law that sent the female members of the family of a criminal official to the Jiaofangsi was an old one in the previous dynasty and was continued in this dynasty to serve as a warning to officials.

The scar left by beheading is only the size of a bowl, but the mother, wife and daughter are reduced to official prostitutes and humiliated by others, which is a life worse than death.

The children of aristocratic families, when their families are in power, live in luxury, have hordes of servants, and are out of reach.

Once you fall from the clouds, you are worse than mud.

Compared to the young men who went to death directly, the fate of the noble ladies was even more miserable.

His pride was broken bit by bit and he became a plaything.

Jiang Lingyue frowned slightly and suddenly walked over.