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

The window of the private room on the second floor was wide open, and I guess Miss Zhao Si jumped from there.

She was held by a man in fancy clothes, and surrounded by several pretty girls in cool clothes.

She should be a courtesan in the alley. She seems to have a very good relationship with Miss Zhao Si, and they are both crying sadly.

Ma Ping was immersed in the despair of forcing the person in his arms to jump off the building, and he was not even aware of the big commotion of the imperial concubine in danger. When he saw Jiang Lingyue surrounded by the crowd, he did not react for a moment.

"Brother Ma," Liu Yuan whispered beside him, "The Imperial Concubine is here, why don't you pay your respects quickly?"

"…Royal Concubine?"

Jiang Lingyue ignored this person and turned her head to look at Nanny Qian.

Madam Qian understood immediately, knelt down, raised three fingers and placed them on Miss Zhao Si's neck to feel for her, then turned around and reported, "She's still breathing."

Jiang Lingyue nodded and asked the madam beside her, "Is there a doctor inside?"

The people who came and went were all high-ranking officials from the Jiaofangsi, and it was obvious that there was a doctor in charge.

The madam nodded hurriedly.

"Bring the person in and let the doctor..."

"careful!"

Before Jiang Lingyue could finish her words, she heard Chen Ziwei's low shout from behind her. The next moment, he grabbed her arm and she took a step back uncontrollably, falling into his arms.

And where she had just stood, a girl in light clothes, holding a golden hairpin, stabbed nothing.

"Demon Concubine, die!"

The girl looked crazy and wanted to pounce on him again.

The sound of swords being unsheathed could be heard.

Followed by a 'puff' sound.

A severed head shot up into the sky.

At the same time, the headless body was lifted up by the person behind him and kicked in the center, sending it flying several feet away.

With a slight sound, the head fell to the snowy ground.

Her face was facing this side. She died unexpectedly, but her expression still remained the same as before her death.

Her eyes were wide open, full of hatred, and her face was distorted, but one could still tell that she was a girl of extraordinary appearance.

Such a bloody scene made the scene fall into silence instantly.

Someone who was quick to react angrily shouted, "The remnants of the Zhao family dared to assassinate you. They truly deserve to die!"

Chen Zilu, who had just retracted his legs, heard the scream of the person in front of him and subconsciously raised his hands to cover her eyes. He suddenly turned his head to look at Shen Congwen who was swinging his sword to cut off his head, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

Shen Congwen didn't look at him. Instead, he raised the sword that was still dripping with blood, pointed it at the other Zhao courtesans who were screaming, and said coldly, "Capture them all!"

One is an assassin, who knows if there are any other assassins!

After giving the order, he knelt on one knee and apologized, "I was anxious and lost my temper. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Committing such a massacre in front of the imperial concubine and frightening her is a serious crime.

The madam of the Jiaofang Bureau also apologized at the same time.

In the icy snow, she was so anxious that sweat covered her forehead. She knelt on the ground and hurriedly explained, "Your Majesty, please understand. These are the girls from the Duke of Rong's Mansion. They just entered the market today and have not been trained yet. I... I have no idea what they did!"

Hearing the apology, Jiang Lingyue blinked numbly. In front of her eyes was a warm and dry palm. Chen Ziwei blocked it quickly, but it was enough for her to see the severed head, the splattered blood, and the headless female corpse that was kicked away.

In her two lifetimes, Jiang Lingyue had never even seen a corpse properly, let alone such bloodiness.

The moment her eyes met the head lying in the snow, her breathing stopped for a moment. She almost reflexively stepped back and screamed in surprise.

Jiang Lingyue tried her best to calm her frightened heart and waved away the hand in front of her.

Chen Ziwei pursed his lips, withdrew his hand, and took a half step back.

After a while, the bodies were dealt with, and the girls who had been crying just now all had their hands tied by the guards. Some were in despair and pain, while others were looking at him with hatred in their eyes.

They believed that the Zhao family had fallen into this state, and they had fallen into this state, all because Concubine Zhao was framed by the evil concubine in the palace. Not only did the prince die, but the relatives were also implicated.

Even if there is solid evidence that Concubine Zhao committed adultery.

Even so, the family of those who committed adultery with Concubine Zhao would be executed.

But they fell from the clouds and turned into mud. Since they did not seek death, there must be something that kept them alive.

For example, hatred.

They dare not hate the emperor, the supreme ruler and father of all the people in the world.

Then all we can do is hate her, this enchanting concubine who has bewitched the emperor.

What a coincidence, on their first day in the Jiaofangsi, the enchanting concubine appeared before them.

Assassination is just natural.

But, it was all just a coincidence.

Everything is so coincidental.

There must be someone behind the scenes manipulating this.

But if the ultimate goal of the person behind the scenes was to assassinate, why would he choose such a delicate young lady who could be easily subdued?

If I hire someone with higher martial arts skills, will there be a better chance of causing harm to her?

Or is the assassination just a cover and there are other purposes?

...What's the purpose?

Jiang Lingyue's mind raced, and suddenly, she turned her head to look behind her.

This person's appearance was also coincidental.

Their eyes met for only a moment, and Jiang Lingyue felt an inexplicable dryness in her limbs.

She took a deep breath, and her hands hidden in her sleeves trembled and clenched.

"Everyone, get up, arrange a room, and tell me everything that happened today from beginning to end."

"Yes," Chen Ziqi extended his arm, "Please follow me."

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please stay!" Jiang Lingyue was about to take a step forward when Ma Ping, who had been holding Zhao Ruyu tightly, finally came back to his senses.

"The assassination was committed by the second daughter of the Zhao family. Ruyi was unaware of it. Please, Your Majesty, have mercy and ask the doctor to save her!"

His eyes were red, he hugged the unconscious girl tightly in his arms, banged his forehead hard on the ground, and kept begging.

As one wishes.

Zhao Ruyi.

What a great name.

Just now, she did feel compassion, but the Zhao family hated her to the core.

Just like Concubine Zhao in the palace, she had no intention of harming her, but the other party repeatedly plotted against her, wanting to make her bear the crime of murdering the royal heir.