Two-Faced Monster King/C72 The emperor's mind
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C72 The emperor's mind

However, how could the Emperor's family have any sympathy? The Emperor sighed and said, "In the end, your Shui family and my imperial family are not fated, but Prime Minister Nian Shui is bent on serving the country. It will not be difficult for you."

"Your majesty, your majesty, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have framed my sister, I beg your majesty to be merciful." Shui Qiyu continued to plead.

She looked at Hou Ziming pleadingly. He was the one who told her to do this, and he was the one who arranged it. Was he going to abandon her without saying a word?

Hou Ziming turned his face away, and did not look straight into Shui Qiyu's eyes. He silently thought to himself, I'm sorry Yu Er, if you can't settle this matter, you will not be able to give Zuo Yiyun an explanation. Besides, you just lost your position as the princess consort.

Shui Qiyu smiled sadly. This man had never been sincere to her before, if something happened and he only wanted to push it to her, then what was she hiding? The resentment in Shui Qiyu's heart gradually grew stronger, and she said: "Your majesty the emperor, this subject has matters to attend to!"

"What are you going to say?" the Emperor said.

"Think about it after you've made up your mind. royal father has already given you a light indulgence." Hou Ziming looked at Shui Qiyu with a threatening gaze, Shui Qiyu looked at Hou Ziming with misty eyes, and bit her lips hard. He was actually threatening her!

She was very clear about Hou Ziming's intentions. If she pulled Hou Ziming into the water, what she would lose would not only be the position of Crown Prince's consort. After all, the person who murdered the daughter of an important official should be punished according to the rules.

"This subject has nothing else to say. Thank you, Saint's Grace!" Shui Qiyu seemed to be barely able to say these words.

The emperor nodded in satisfaction, and looked at Zuo Yiyun.

"Your Majesty, this subject has something to say." Zuo Yiyun said.

"What is it?" The emperor coldly said as he looked at Zuo Yiyun.

Zuo Yiyun faintly glanced at Hou Ziming and her heart was slightly shocked. Could it be that even she knew about it?

Zuo Yiyun saw Hou Ziming's expression, she endured the hatred in her heart and said, "Please help this subject." As she said that, Zuo Yiyun heavily kowtowed three times on the ground.

"What grievances do you have?" He was also worried that Zuo Yiyun already knew that it was not only Shui Qiyu who had pushed her into the water.

"This subject's daughter is steward Meng, and he's plotting to murder father. Father died unjustly, ah." Zuo Yiyun looked at the emperor, she was so stubborn that she was not willing to cry, but the tears in her eyes still flowed down her face.

Shui Qinan who had watched the show for half a day also said, "I also hope that the Emperor can punish Butler Meng. After all, everyone in the capital said that I was the one who killed the General Zuo."

"Oh, right. Then why did the Crown Prince hear from the people under the water that they took my money?" Shui Qinan looked at Hou Ziming again, and said with a sweet smile. Hou Qingyu stared blankly at Shui Qinan, his eyes filled with a beautiful smile.

"Maybe you didn't push the Second Miss Zuo down, but are you sure you want to kill your sister?" Hou Ziming continued to speak stubbornly.

"So the Crown Prince admitted that I was smart?" Shui Qinan said.

"What do you mean?" Hou Ziming did not understand and asked.

"If I wasn't so lucky, how would I know the route to the lake? How would I know where to place the assassins?" Shui Qinan asked.

How did this position of Hou Ziming's Crown Prince come about? The matter that he had arranged was filled with loopholes.

"Stop arguing, the killer under the water was not Shui Qinan's doing. The crown prince was only trying to save him with good intentions." The Emperor interrupted their conversation and said to Zuo Yiyun: "Butler Meng has murdered the Minister of the High Court and has been sentenced to death row."

"Thank you, Saint." Although Zuo Yiyun said that, she actually scoffed at the people of the imperial family.

"Eunuch Zhou, ask the leader of the Imperial Guards to go to the Zuo?s Mansion and send Butler Meng to death row. Also, seal everything he has." The emperor ordered the Eunuch Zhou.

"Your servant obeys the decree." Eunuch Zhou replied, then bowed and left.

"Zuo Yiyun, General Zuo once wrote a letter asking you to become the crown prince's consort. We feel that it's very good, what do you think?" The Emperor asked with a smile.

For a moment, the complexions of both Shui Qiyu and Hou Ziming changed, but Hou Ziming quickly recovered to normal. In his eyes, as long as they could help him, then it didn't matter to him who the Crown Prince's consort was.

However, Shui Qiyu was different. She had been crippled as the Crown Prince's consort, but the Emperor actually allowed Zuo Yiyun to become the Crown Prince's consort.

"This subject thanks Your Majesty for his kindness. It's just that my father has just died and his corpse is not yet cold. This subject has truly ?" "I really didn't mean it." Zuo Yiyun lowered her head and said. When she finished, her voice was choked with sobs and even the emperor was moved.

Then, the emperor understood. He was trying to find out about Zuo Yiyun just now, but she was just a teenage girl after all.

"Your majesty, this subject's only thinking of filial piety for her father." Zuo Yiyun said in a sad voice, but in her heart, she was sneering. It was impossible for her to marry the person who killed her father.

It was just to prevent her from finding out that she was going to deal with Hou Ziming and pacify her. In the past, Zuo Yiyun would not do this to others, but now, she would definitely not do this.

Zuo Yiyun looked over at Shui Qinan from the corner of her eyes, only to see her white skirt floating in the wind, her expression tranquil and indifferent, as if she had felt's gaze.

"Alright, if you have someone you like in the future, I will make the decision for you." The Emperor smiled.

Zuo Yiyun kowtowed to the emperor a few times before looking at Shui Qinan, who was standing leisurely, as if everyone was just air in front of her.

Zuo Yiyun retracted her gaze. She had truly learned a lot from Shui Qinan, if there was anything Shui Qinan could use her for, she would definitely do her best. Even if she was going against the imperial family, such a royal family wouldn't be able to submit to them!

Zuo Yiyun did not know that her words were true, but in the future, Shui Qinan would definitely overturn the palace.

Amongst the Five Great Families, only the Shui Family had entered the Imperial Court. All these years, their Zuo had done a lot of things for the Imperial Family. Furthermore, the Emperor was obviously protecting Hou Ziming!

"Giving me an epithet, the Zuo family's Yi Yun is diligent and gentle, graceful and pure, with a gentle and kind character. In Ksitigarbha, she was bestowed with the title of a Princess of the Third Tier." The Emperor said, and waved a little eunuch over to draw up the imperial edict.

"Thank you, my lord." Zuo Yiyun said in slight surprise. The Emperor had actually conferred her the title of a princess of the third rank, and there was only a princess of the third rank and a princess of the first rank above her. All the other princesses were below her, and she was the only one who was not from the royal family.

This was the emperor's thought of not letting her join the imperial family, repressing and comforting her.

These few days, most of the things that came out of the city were the matters of the Zuo?s Mansion.

"Did you know that General Zuo was killed by his butler?"

"I heard about it too. How could General Zuo be killed by a mere butler? And the second lady of Zuo has come back to life. "

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