Yan Yi's action is still very fast. When Ling Jingxuan finishes feeding the child, several servants are also thrown in front of him. He wants to know with his bottom that it is what they have done with Xiaolian. Let alone sikongjue and others. Even the other servants kneeling in the hall can't help but stare at them. If it wasn't for them, how could they kneel here and be scared Death? "Shanzi, prescribe a poison clearing medicine for the nurse. Before the poison in her body is removed, feed the baby milk temporarily."

Glancing at the resentful nurse, Ling Jingxuan walked to the table and sat down. It's not that he didn't want to change the nurse, but what if he did Who can guarantee that the next one is good and will not be designed? This nurse is a little careless. Fortunately, she has no bad heart and really hurts her child. It's OK to give her one more time. Besides, he only plans to let her child have ten months' milk, and will be weaned after ten months. It's too troublesome to find a new nurse.

"Thank you, Princess..."

After hearing this, the nurse cried and kowtowed to him. He was willing to use her to represent him. She would be more careful and never let others use her hand to murder the little princess.

"Go down with Shanzi. In the future, you should pay special attention to your food. No matter whether you go out of the mansion or not, you will go to the doctor every three days to check your pulse. If you are sure that there is no problem, you can breastfeed xiaotuanzi. I will check the matter to the end, and then the * * mansion will have a record of it. But you can rest assured that as long as you take good care of the little princess, I will handle it for you, There will be no stigma. "

As for the government, since he does not intend to help her to deal with these problems, he will not let her take the responsibility.

"Yes, thank you, princess."

The nurse stood up and bowed to him again. Then he left the hall with Zhao Shan. Ling Jingxuan coldly glanced at the trembling people kneeling on the ground. He raised his hand and waved, "what should other people do? Yan Yi, can someone try to get out of the house during this period?" Get amnesty order, kneel on the ground, people stand up and leave one after another.

"No, these people are all rude servants in the backyard. Without Xiaolian's notice, they don't know what happened in the main courtyard."

Yan Yihu came forward with his face on his face. This happened just as the LORD left. When the LORD came back, he had to uncover their skin.

"Is it? They are a group. Who do they usually contact when they go out of the mansion? Or to whose house? "

He had been busy for most of the day before he had enough to eat. Ling Jingxuan picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. It's estimated that there will be some trouble tonight, but since he can't sleep, some people don't want to sleep any more.

"Every time they go to the same place, the new lady's mother's family, that is, the third prince's family."

After the Xiao family was abolished yesterday, the remaining three imperial concubines were promoted. The mother of the third prince's son was originally a virtuous concubine, but now she is a lady of Shu. Chu Yunhan, the new princess of virtue, has not yet been decided.

"Zhang Jia."

The old lady Zhang seemed to have humiliated him yesterday. The old lady of Zhangjia was very high-end from the beginning to the end. She looked scornful of their company. He thought they were really so noble. It turned out that they were just sneakers. The long and charming Danfeng's eyes glanced at the trembling people kneeling on the ground with a smile. It seems that there are still many people who have settled in They are dead, so he will "live" and show them.

"Do you plead guilty?"

"The princess is wronged. The servants used to know Xiaolian and talk about it when they had a rest. As for the slave who went out to Zhangjia, it was even more unjust. The fellow townsman of the slave happened to work in Zhangjia, and the slave was looking for him."

A man who looked more than 30 years old suddenly jumped out and yelled at him. Others seemed to see the hope and looked up at him expectantly. Ling Jingxuan could not help sneering: "it seems that you are not going to see the coffin and do not shed tears. This trick of coaxing children also dare to show off in front of my concubine."

"If the princess doesn't believe it, you can send someone to check in Zhangjia. The fellow townsman of the slave is called Wangfu."

At first glance, it is Diaoyu. His mouth is tricky enough. Maybe people still regard Ling Jingxuan as an ordinary farmer, but they don't pay attention to him at all.

"I don't know how long you can be quick with your mouth."

The voice falls, the right hand flicks gently, a layer of colorless and tasteless powder flies out, people with bad eyes can't see it at all.

"I don't dare, princess. You are the chief one. It's hard to hurt..."

Diao Nu also wanted to show off his mouth with him, but before he finished speaking, his face changed. The whole person fell on the ground in pain, and the rest of them all stared in horror.

"Ah, it hurts.

The slave who fell on the ground pinched his neck in pain, and the sharp scream broke out intermittently. After a while, the seven holes slowly shed blood, and the rest of them almost fainted. Ling Jingxuan got up and squatted in front of him, stretched out his finger and stained it with blood. Then he smeared it on his body. He closed his eyes and looked down at him like a butterfly ant: "you have a word That's right. I'm the master. The master needs a reason to want the life of a slave? "A slave still wants to talk to him. Is he overestimating himself or looking down on him? Even if he never had any class concept, he would feel that his price would be reduced if he quarreled with him. In any case, there were several slaves, and he only needed one part of his confession.

"Oh. Spare your life. Wang feirao Life... "

Finally, he knew that he was afraid. The man's eyes were full of blood and tears, and the blood was constantly flowing from his seven holes. Several people nearby could smell the strong smell of blood. Especially, seeing him more and more painful, several other slaves were scared. At this time, Ling Jingxuan did not mean to be soft hearted, but stood up and walked back.

Sikong Jue and others look at them with sarcastic eyes and talk to Jingxuan. Isn't he looking for death? If Jingxuan is in a good mood, he may even pay attention to them. Today, though he has no change on the surface, he may be more angry. Even when they see the sufferings of Xiaotuan Zi, they are very distressed. What's more, he is a father. It's estimated that some people don't want to get better.

"Ah, poof."

The man's scream rose abruptly, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. The whole person trembled rigidly for several times. Finally, his eyes widened and stopped all the movements and groans. The hall also quieted down. You don't need to look at it to know that the man should be dead.

"Drag it down."

"Yes"

with a wave of his hand, several rude servants dragged the man's body out. Ling Jingxuan's eyes slowly swept the remaining four people, and his thin lips wriggled cruelly: "who's next? I don't have the patience to accompany you to grind your mouth

It sounds like a soft voice, but it is mixed with the meaning of killing that can not be mistaken. The four people are fierce and not small, and scramble to climb forward.

"Spare your life, princess. To be honest, the servant was sent to the palace by Zhangjia seven years ago. Lord Zhang asked the servant to pay attention to the trend of the palace. If there is any abnormality, please report to him at any time."

"The slave came in six years ago..."

"The slave came in not long ago, when it was widely rumored that the princess was coming back, Lord Zhang said He said that he couldn't keep the prince's son, and let the servant and Xiaolian find a chance to kill the son of the world and the princes of the small Prefecture... "

"Slave.

Let them so scared, four people vied to explain their own task, Ling Jingxuan mouth sneer slowly disappeared, can't leave the prince's son? Do they think that if Shengrui has no children, the throne can turn to the Third Prince of their family? Well, in that case, he eradicated them.

"Yan Yi, let them make a pledge and watch them carefully. If anyone dies, I will ask for you."

Fierce stand up, Ling Jingxuan full of Xiao Sha, wolf father did not know when to come to his side, green eyes staring at him, meaning is very obvious, Ling Jingxuan reached out to touch its head: "wolf, we went to carry Zhangjia."

If he dares to attack his son's idea, he will not only punish him, but also go to the court in person tomorrow to destroy all their hopes.

"Ouch!"

The wolf father raised his head and howled. Even those who had been used to it could not help shaking his body. Yan Yi directly asked people to tie the four slaves down: "princess, is it not good to carry Zhangjia?"

Don't look at him to say so, Ya's face clearly flickers with expectation, Ling Jingxuan does not have good temper horizontal his one eye: "he dares to harm my son, what's wrong?"

Isn't it afraid that the imperial concubine would cry to the emperor, and the ministers would attack him? It's easier to kill a concubine without her family than to kill an ant. If any minister dares to attack him, he will take a package of poison to give it to his legitimate eldest son to see if he will be rational after his son dies. Children are his bottom line. Since they have stepped on his bottom line, don't blame him for being rude. Even if the emperor is gossiping, he doesn't mind sending his sons to the West As long as they can accept calmly, he is willing to accept their criticism.

"Poof, poof, poof."

After a while, there was a uniform footstep outside the hall. All the people's eyes suddenly turned out. They were wearing camouflage clothes and holding miniature rifles. Each rifle was equipped with a troop of military spikes. They were well-trained and came along with them. Along with them was Ling Yun, who was panting. Xue Wuyang, who recognized their identity, couldn't help but shrink his pupils. They were really him The group from the prison? How did he train them in a month? Look at them one by one, they are at least one size bigger than a month ago, their spirit is more energetic, they seem to be different groups of people, and their weapons, what is that? Is that weapon that often sounds in the palace?

"Thunder team all assembled, please master sub assignment task."

Qin Muyan, as the team leader, came in with a gun in his arms. His comfortable and wear-resistant leather shoes were pounding on the ground. His modern camouflage clothes made him more energetic. After removing the fixed hair of the golden crown, he really felt like a modern soldier. Ling Yun, who ran with them, ran red and ran behind Ling Jingxuan. Don't blame her too much After all, she is still an unmarried girl. It's strange that she comes with a group of men."Do you have all your weapons and equipment?"

Ling Jingxuan stood up and walked over. His sight swept over his body. In addition to the rifle in his hand and the army spikes that had been put on, he still had several full magazines hanging on his waist. The marching bag behind his back was also full of bulging. It is not difficult to imagine what was contained in it. He also tied his hands on his legs to use military spikes. Preparation was quite adequate.