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Chapter 785 Xiao Yi¡¯s gentle eyes

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    The jailer opened the door.

    The man who was brought in was wearing black uniforms and was handcuffed like other felons in the imperial court. Although he was a prisoner, his appearance was as handsome and dazzling as before, lighting up the dark hall like a orchid or jade tree.

    He didn¡¯t suffer, and Nan Baoyi breathed a sigh of relief.

    Because of Xiao Yi¡¯s special status, even if he is now a prisoner, he is still qualified to sit in the hall. The jailer even considerately served him a cup of hot fragrant tea.

    Nan Baoyi looked at him sipping tea carelessly and cursed a few times in his heart.

    ¡°This guy is enjoying himself in Guang¡¯en Temple, but he asks her to run around outside

    She endured her dissatisfaction and said calmly: "The interrogation can begin."

    Taishi Wei presided over the trial and was the first to sound the alarm.

    Shen Yichao picked up the petition and read it clearly.

    Together with Emperor Qingyang, they forced the palace

    Robbery criminals

    Breaking into the city gate without authorization

    Provoke Jinwuwei

    ????Everything is leaning towards stealing the country and committing rebellion.

    It was already a quarter of an hour after I finished reading.

    Shen Yichao put down the petition, picked up the teacup and took a few sips.

    Grand Master Wei nodded and looked at Xiao Yi: "May I ask King Yong if what is stated in the petition is true?"

    Xiao Yi chuckled: "If what I say is not true, do you believe it?"

    "Of course I don't believe it." Taishi Wei smiled and stroked his beard, his eyes were particularly cold and cruel, "With all the wives of Jinwu Guards and Yikun Palace as witnesses, the crime of conspiracy is certain. I am loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and I have a breeze on my sleeves. I wish I could do it for  The country is in ruins, and the worst thing to do is to see someone rebel and force the palace. I think King Yong deserves to die."

    He took out a sign from the bamboo tube, waved his sleeves, and threw it at Xiao Yi's feet.

    On the signature, the word "death" is engraved in golden tripod script.

    Taishi Wei was still smiling: "I have made a verdict. Three lords, please?"

    Nan Baoyi's phoenix eyes were clear in black and white, and she looked at Shen Yichao quietly.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The only turning point is around Shen Yichao.

    If he is not sentenced to death, then the second brother will definitely be safe and sound.

    Shen Yichao played with the tea cup, seeming undecided.

    Taishi Wei whispered softly: "Son-in-law, I don't need to elaborate on how Chu Chu was injured in Yikun Palace, right? If you let him go, Chu Chu will probably have a problem with you."

    Shen Yichao looked at Xiao Yi.

    Yesterday, Chu Chu went home crying.

    Her body was covered in blood, and when the doctor was bandaging her, she cried so much that she almost fainted.

    She lay in his arms, softly begging him to make the decision.

    She is in so much pain.

    And the culprit of all this is Xiao Yi.

    He regarded him as his cousin and worked hard for him in South Vietnam, but he refused to save any face for Chu Chu.

    Shen Yichao looked coldly: "When I was in South Vietnam, I told Your Highness that when I return to Chang'an, I will still be loyal to the emperor's aunt. Your Highness, it seems that you and I have different paths after all."

    The signature was thrown to the ground.

    The golden tripod text with the word "death" presents a cold texture.

    Nan Baoyi put his hands in his sleeves and dug his nails into his palms.

    She stared at Shen Yichao in disbelief.

    The other party¡¯s side face was stern, and he just lowered his eyes and looked through the files indifferently.

    His white clothes are spotless, and his snow-white hairband makes him look youthful, elegant and elegant.

    And his tone was so condescending.

    The young man of the Shen family

    ??The young man of the Shen family who once talked and laughed with them in Jinguan City

    Nan Baoyi was silent and took out the signature from the lottery tube.

    The bamboo stick with a green head is clearly engraved with the word "Éú".

    She solemnly arranged the signatures on the table: "I want King Yong to be born."

    She glanced at Pei Shangshu Ling.

    The only hope now is this strange official.

    She said dumbly: "It is a fact that King Yong broke into the palace without permission, and it is also a fact that he robbed Emperor Qingyang. But King Yong never attacked the noble lady, nor did he kill Shen Yijue, nor did he cause any turmoil. He just wanted to have everything fulfilled.  He just wants his sister to get a little bit of happiness before she dies. If human nature can lead to a death penalty, then I dare to ask you, sir, where do you place the rules of human ethics?"

    Taishi WeiHe squinted his beard and sneered: "How can Mr. Nan have the nerve to talk about human ethics with me? Emperor Qingyang ran away from my Wei family's marriage and had an affair with a monk. Is such a bitch worthy of talking about human ethics?! Lord Pei,  You should know how to judge."

    Nan Baoyi also looked at Pei Muan.

    Shangshu Ling, who is nearly forty years old, comes from a well-known family, but has never married a wife or taken any concubines.

    He is obsessed with refining elixirs and seeking immortality all day long. He is a strange thing among high-ranking officials.

    Because he has been taking medicinal powder for a long time, his appearance is not inferior to that of Xiao Yu, and because his regular calligraphy skills are world-famous for his loneliness and coolness, he has a bit more elegance and demeanor accumulated over the years than ordinary noble sons.

    He put down the tea cup and looked at Xiao Yi calmly.

    He regretted: "Back then, the crown prince's appearance and magnanimity were the best in Chang'an, but I didn't expect His Highness Yong Wang to be even more outstanding and unparalleled in the world. It would be a pity if he died like this with such a handsome appearance."

    He rolled up the cuffs of the woven gold and precious flowers, stretched out his jade-colored hands, and picked out a green-headed bamboo stick from the stick tube.

    Grand Master Wei frowned: "Pei Mu'an!"

    Pei Mu'an was gentle and elegant: "Although Taishi Wei was on good terms with the Queen, he never knew the Queen. Emperor Qingyang has just passed away, and the Queen must not be able to bear the pain of losing another son."

    As soon as he finished speaking, he lined up the bamboo sticks next to Nan Baoyi's bamboo sticks.

    The final word is final.

    Nan Baoyi¡¯s hanging heart was quietly relieved.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?.

    "At least the second brother will not be sentenced to death.

    How to deal with it must be discussed before making arrangements.

    Taishi Wei and others left one after another and went to have lunch on the street.

    Nan Baoyi sat next to Xiao Yi.

    Rows of undulating lights were burning on both sides of the lobby. The tower was cold and damp, and the dark torture instruments hanging on the walls were even more terrifying.

    She touched the shackles on Xiao Yi's wrists and whispered, "Does it hurt?"

    Xiao Yi looked at her.

    The little girl wears an official robe with a dragon head and fish pattern, and a high ponytail tied with a black ribbon. Her small face is white and tough, with clear black and white pupils, as if she can bravely bear all disasters.

    She is no longer the frail and clumsy Nan Jiaojiao that she was in Jinguan City.

    She is trustworthy.

    He smiled with his thin lips: "It doesn't hurt."

    "Liar." Nan Baoyi touched his wrist distressedly, "It's already bleeding, but you still say it doesn't hurt"

    Xiao Yi¡¯s eyebrows are gentle.

    The little girl's eyes were full of distress. Her white and soft fingertips touched his wound, as if soaked in warm spring water, and he didn't feel any pain at all.

    She pouted sadly, her lips as red as petals.

    It is the only warm color in the deserted and dark Guangen Temple tower.

    After looking at it for a moment, he slowly withdrew his gaze: "In another half month, it will be the day for the aristocratic family to criticize. If the Nan family wants to be among the aristocratic families, they must make good friends with other aristocratic families. I have already said hello to the Duke of Zhenguo and the Zhou family.  , the rest depends on Nan Jiaojiao¡¯s own ability.¡± (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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