Meng Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Will I not punish you? If you can be forgiven for this action, then the whole palace will follow suit and there will be chaos?"
　　Xu Xiang's eyebrows did not move, and he said, "Your Majesty also said that I did not follow the etiquette and law and was guilty of abuse of power."
　　Meng Cheng paused, a little surprised: "You mean, let me punish you for this crime?"
　　Xu Xiang said yes.
　　At first, he actually thought that the emperor would directly drag him out and chop him off, so he begged Liu Zeyun to ask the Empress Dowager, but he didn't expect that the Empress Dowager didn't say much, and the little emperor could calm down by himself.
　　Meng Cheng raised his hand, and the attendant handed him another cup of new tea. He took a sip, sorted out the messy thoughts in his heart, and probably understood what Xu Xiang meant.
　　Not only can he not be punished for the crimes listed in this memorial, but Wang Zhaohe and others who wrote the memorial must be refuted in order to preserve Yingying's reputation and eliminate the rumor that she had an affair with the eunuch... Xu Xiang cannot be killed immediately either, as that would be too fake. Instead, the court officials should be manipulated and instigated to impeach him in the name of abuse of power, and then the old case should be brought up to punish him with the unfinished beginning and end. As for whether to behead him or to die by slicing, that's it...
　　Meng Cheng's thoughts became clear here, and the only thing left was the suspicion that he was delaying his escape from the crime. He stared at Xu Xiang and said, "Why did you tell me that? Do you want to live two more days?"
　　Xu Xiang said, "I... I dare not reply."
　　Meng Cheng frowned and said, "It is a taboo not to answer the master's question. Now that I have figured it out, will I kill you immediately?"
　　Xu Xiang was silent for a moment, and replied, "I have thought about this day."
　　Meng Cheng tightened his hand holding the tea. From his words, he could tell that his close relationship with Yingying had probably begun a long time ago.
　　"I am a humble servant. First, I cannot be considered to have a very upright character. Second, I am a slave. Third... I have been in charge of the inner prison for many years and have committed the crime of killing people without any means. I am entangled with karma. I have exhausted my life's luck to be appreciated by Your Highness. In order to repay this kindness, I must die one day." He paused and continued, "Even if I die, it is not enough to repay Your Highness's kindness, and I dare not implicate Your Highness and her career."
　　Meng Cheng did not speak for a long time. He opened the lid of the teacup and blew gently on the tea. He did not drink it for a long time.
　　He was actually a little moved in his heart, but it was these little moves that made Meng Cheng more confused and unsteady. He hesitated and thought, and then was swept away by the thoughts given to him by the environment and identity. He suppressed that little move and did not hesitate to draw a clear line between himself who was confused and moved just now, and said coldly: "It really makes me sick."
　　Xu Xiang did not speak.
　　Meng Cheng finally let out a breath and took a big sip of tea. His throat was still dry and dry. He said, "You are a slave and she is the master. With your status, just thinking about it is an offense to her."
　　"I am guilty," he said.
　　"You are guilty and have failed the expectations of me and the Queen Mother." Meng Cheng said this and turned to look at Zheng Yuheng.
　　He was killing a chicken to scare the monkeys as a warning, but Zheng Yuheng thought that the difficult eldest son finally let him speak, and whispered, "Xu Bingbi also has merits. If he is charged with the crime of abuse of power, his merits and demerits will offset each other, and it is not enough to kill him. Maybe..."
　　Meng Cheng's eyebrows jumped and he gritted his teeth and said, "You are so annoying."
　　Zheng Yuheng paused suddenly, covered his lips and coughed a few times, "Your Majesty, after all, he is the Queen Mother..."
　　"Because of this, he does not think of repaying and instead causes trouble, he deserves to be killed." Meng Cheng said, "Why, are you feeling grief over the loss of a rabbit and sympathy for his own kind?" Zheng Yuheng
　　was caught off guard. Before he could answer, Meng Cheng turned his head and ignored him, pointing at the Ziwei Guards on the side and said, "Put Xu Xiang in jail. He has offended the Emperor, so there is no need to send him to the Ministry of Justice or the Dali Temple for trial. Just lock him up... in the Situian Yamen in front of the Ziwei Guard Palace, and after a thorough investigation, he will be punished for multiple crimes."
　　The Ziwei Guards just stepped forward and were about to move, but before they had taken a few steps, there was a sudden commotion outside the palace. It was Xuan Jingyun's words to stop him.
　　"Your Highness... Princess, you can't go in. I'll inform you. Hey, Your Highness..."
　　The voice came from far away, accompanied by hurried and busy footsteps. Then the palace door was pushed open. Meng Zhaiyue, wearing a pink shirt and a silk half-sleeve, walked in with her skirt lifted. Behind her was Xuan Jingyun, who hurriedly followed in. When he saw the princess break in, he immediately knelt at the door from a distance. Meng Zhaiyue's
　　hair was still neat, but her hairpins were slightly loose, and her hairpins were shaking, which was a bit inappropriate. She first glanced at Xu Xiang, and when she saw that he was still there, her heart that was hanging in her throat fell again. She turned her head and said to the head: "Mother, brother."
　　Dong Lingjiu nodded slightly, then glanced at Xuan Jingyun - she knew that Xuan Jingyun did it on purpose. If he really wanted to stop her, how could he let Yingying in so easily? Even with the power of the princess, he was not scared. He just wanted to use Meng Zhaiyue to save Xu Xiang.
　　Xuan Jingyun was swept by the Queen Mother's gaze and dared not move. When he saw that she immediately withdrew her gaze and did not expose him, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
　　Dong Lingjiu was calm and did not express anything. The little emperor was left with anger. He thought that this eunuch could make the princess enter the palace for him. What else can't he do over time? !
　　He said: "You still remember to call me brother?! Tell me what you did?"
　　Meng Zhaiyue stepped forward, blocked Xu Xiang who was kneeling on the ground behind him, and looked up and said: "What did I do? Brother, what do you think Yingying did?"
　　"Yingying!" He emphasized, "You have grown up so much, how could you still be deceived by villains? How could there be such a whimsical princess like you in this world? Only mother and brother are good to you. Don't even look at such people who curry favor with the powerful and take advantage of others!"
　　Meng Zhaiyue sneered. The two are siblings, so naturally they are no different in temper. She changed her usual cute and coquettish attitude, and her voice was quite confident, almost exuding a hint of chill: "Who is deceived by villains? Is there anyone who curry favor with the powerful so much that he would risk his life? Is it the person you don't want anymore? Is there anyone who has taken shortcuts to curry favor with powerful people but has not received any benefits? Are all the people in the world fools, doing futile things? "
　　She looked at Meng Cheng and put her hands in front of her, blocking Xu Xiang tightly. She was as powerful as a wave and her words were quite compelling: "Xu Bingbi and I are friends and have never crossed the line. Even if there is private affection, it is me who has private affection for him. I forced him and he had no choice but to do this. If my royal brother felt guilty, why did he bypass Yingying?"
　　"Nonsense, how can you be the same as him?" Meng Cheng was so angry that he felt suffocated.
　　"Yes, I am different from him," Meng Zhaiyue said, "I am also different from you, my brother. If my brother is trapped by love and takes a slave woman, he will only be warned by the officials that he has a bad moral character, and at most he will just let the woman go. Will they force my brother to kill her? My brother and I are both born to our mother, and we are both children of our father. Why can my brother do it, but I can't? My brother has three thousand concubines in his harem, and everyone thinks he is romantic. I can only take one scoop from the three thousand weak waters, and I am still limited by my status and position. I am controlled by my brother and criticized by the world!"
　　This is naturally the difference between men and women. Meng Cheng swallowed the words when they came to his lips. This obvious reason did not require him to answer.
　　Dong Lingjiu did not stop him. Instead, he seemed to be used to their quarrels, and drank tea slowly and watched.
　　Meng Zhaiyue wanted to say more, but felt the back of her skirt was slightly pulled, and heard Xu Xiang's low voice: "Your Highness, you can't..."
　　Meng Zhaiyue was angry, hurt, sad and pitiful. She was heartbroken to the extreme. Tears suddenly flowed down her cheeks. She raised her hand and wiped the tears with a handkerchief, and said stubbornly: "It's my fault. If I ask you to be punished and die for me, it would be unfair, and I will not be able to sleep or eat for the rest of my life."
　　On the other side, a maid walked out of the bedroom and said a few words to Chen Qinghang. Chen Duzhi immediately stepped forward and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, the queen heard the princess's voice and asked what was wrong?"
　　Meng Cheng said: "Tell her to rest assured and not to worry about things here. I will go to accompany her after we have dealt with it."
　　"Yes."
　　The royal brother and sister were both very angry. After suppressing their anger and comforting their partner, they turned around and saw each other. They felt a little itchy and naturally refused to give in.
　　Meng Cheng said in a cold and stern manner, "If Yingying wants, I will naturally choose a good husband for you. Who of them will not be better than a disabled man like him in appearance and appearance?"
　　"If the imperial sister-in-law can't give birth, will the imperial brother also 'choose the good one'?" Meng Zhaiyue retorted, "You are a person of affection, why do you have to do such a heartless thing? Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you."
　　"Ridiculous, your imperial sister-in-law is a lady from a noble family and was married to her in a formal ceremony. What virtue does he have that you can compare him with your imperial sister-in-law?!" Meng Cheng slammed the table and stood up.
　　"Although they are just dust and weeds, in the hearts of people who love things, they are no different from jade grains and golden water shield." Meng Zhaiyue showed no fear. "Has your love for me changed instantly when your status changed? Or are you lenient to yourself but strict to Yingying? As the saying goes, you should be as disciplined as the autumn wind!"
　　"You can like flowers and grass, you can like birds and pets, but you can't treat him differently," Meng Cheng said. "If this man doesn't die, how will the people of the world and the civil and military officials see you? Isn't this a joke of the royal family?"
　　"A heartless person is a joke." Meng Zhaiyue's anger had dissipated, but his words became more firm. "People say that we are heartless, but my royal brother always sneers at us. He thinks he is loyal, but he wants Yingying to lose her love and suffer like this."
　　"Ridiculous." Meng Cheng was provoked by the word "beloved". "My mother and I love you so much that we would give you the stars and the moon, but you say you love this disabled and criminal body. How can I not be heartbroken?"
　　Although Meng Zhaiyue refused to back down, her expression softened a little because of her brother's love. She wiped the moisture from her eyes and said, "No matter the noble or the humble, everyone has the heart to love everyone."
　　The princess' eyes were red and she wiped away her tears from time to time, but her tone became more and more persistent. The emperor was restless, heartbroken, and seemed a little disappointed and depressed.
　　The two quarreled, and Queen Wang in the bedroom frequently sent people to ask about it, and seemed to be very concerned and worried about the matter. As the two sides were arguing, Meng Cheng simply turned around and asked for help, saying, "Mother, Yingying is so willful that she has forgotten that she is also taking care of important matters. How can you give her a chance for this and be criticized by the ministers?"
　　Meng Zhaiyue also turned to look at Dong Lingjiu, and said very sincerely, "It's just an obstacle. It doesn't mean that I can't get over it. Can I just stand by and watch her die without helping? Mother--"
　　Dong Lingjiu was almost a little empty, she knew that things would turn out like this.
　　But things in the world are unpredictable, how can everything be calculated? Before Dong Lingjiu could speak, Chen Qinghang came hurriedly with sweat all over his head and stopped beside Meng Cheng, but this time it was not the queen who asked, he said directly: "Your Majesty, the maid inside said that the queen had abdominal pain and I'm afraid she is about to give birth..."
　　Before he finished speaking, Meng Cheng suddenly stood up, shouted "Zitong", and hurried to the palace.
　　"Imperial sister-in-law?" Meng Zhaiyue also woke up in an instant, climbed the stairs, and followed closely.
　　Fengzao Palace had been waiting for this matter for a long time. Although it was launched too early and hastily, it was still in an orderly manner and not chaotic.
　　Dong Lingjiu was also quite surprised and said to Zheng Yuheng: "This matter is too urgent. The imperial physician of Fengzao Palace has not arrived yet. You wait outside the screen. If there is any change, you can respond in time."
　　"Okay." Zheng Yuheng nodded.
　　Dong Lingjiu also gave instructions to the maids and officials of Fengzao Palace and asked them to do their respective duties. At the end, he looked at Xu Xiang and ordered: "Take him away and lock him up temporarily... Use the emperor's words to offend the emperor. But before I make a decision, you must not kill him without authorization."
　　"Yes."
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