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Lin Xuanjiu sighed helplessly, "Your Highness, you are right, what is false cannot become true.
Since you insist on your request, let the coachman come to the temple to testify.
Grandmother, Dongxiang, Your Highness the Princess is the elder after all.
Just follow her. "
Emperor Qingping felt a burst of emotion in his heart.
What does it mean to be considerate of your heart? This is it!
"It is rare to understand how difficult it is to be a monarch, to be able to put yourself in the monarch's shoes, to save the monarch's face, and to help appease his family.
"Okay, call my coachman." Yalan happily ordered.
Queen Sun looked a little strange.
Her daughter will not forget that she just had the coachman hit fifty times.
I don¡¯t know if the coachman is still alive.
Within half an hour, the driver, covered in blood, was carried in.
He was facing down, his head hanging helplessly, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Emperor Qingping frowned, "How come you were injured like this? Who hit you?"
Could it be that he was beaten by the Yongning Houfu?
She looked at Lin Xuanjiu and her eyes suddenly became sharp.
¡°Could it be true, as Yalan said, that this weak-looking woman has a vicious and surly heart?
Yalan said awkwardly, "It was the coachman who protected me, so I, I punished him."
I cursed in my heart that the palace servants couldn¡¯t handle things.
She clearly said she wanted to stay alive, so why did she deal such a heavy blow?
He also added in an attempt to cover up, "It just looks scary, so I specifically ordered the palace officials not to hit him hard!"
Emperor Qingping¡¯s face twitched and he took deep breaths several times before he suppressed his anger and did not fall out on the spot.
¡°I don¡¯t know whether I should be glad that Lin Xuanjiu is not a surly and vicious person, or I should be angry that my daughter¡¯s nature cannot be changed.
¡°Isn¡¯t this called a heavy beating?
Are people still alive? What a crime. "
The old princess covered her eyes with a handkerchief, as if she couldn't bear to look anymore.
Xie Dongxiang also said, "Princess Yalan wants to ask questions, so she must ask them as soon as possible.
The coachman died suddenly, and the princess complained that there were no witnesses. "
Yalan hated her to death, but she had to admit that they were right.
She had to get the coachman to speak as soon as possible, lest he die like this and she would be blamed.
"Ms. Lin, come and save him!" Yalan named Lin Xuanjiu, "Don't you have the Intoxicating Immortal? Take it out quickly."
Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows for a long time, recognizing Ya Lan's shamelessness again.
Call her the "victim" to save a witness who identified her?
Fortunately, Yalan can open this mouth.
Lin Xuanjiu shook his head slightly and did not step forward.
"Bitch! Are you feeling guilty if you don't save me?" Yalan scolded in a sharp voice, "Okay, that's what you want, isn't it?
"When the only witness is dead, you will have nothing to fear!"
¡°Little bitch, why are you so vicious? "
"What the princess said is too strange." Xie Dongxiang interrupted displeasedly, "The person who injured the coachman was not evil, but why is it that someone completely unrelated to him is evil?"
"You" Yalan was angry.
"That's enough!" Seeing that another argument was about to start, Emperor Qingping interrupted with an unbearable shout.
He personally pointed out the person, "Feng Imperial Physician, go and have a look and do your best.
It¡¯s best to get him to speak immediately. "
The old imperial doctor's beard trembled. If the person who gave the order hadn't been Emperor Ye, he would have sprayed him in the face.
Being beaten like this and still able to survive, it can be considered that the executioner has some real skills.
If you ask him to save the driver's life, he can still respond by patting his chest.
You should ask the coachman to speak immediately
"Please, he is a doctor, not a god, okay?"
Dr. Feng hesitated and said, "I have a technique of pricking acupuncture points with golden needles to kill people, but"
"It's nothing! Wake him up quickly and let him talk!" Yalan interrupted him, urging urgently.
????????????? Imperial Physician Feng showed a look of unbearable expression, "After using these methods of hanging one's life, this person will not be able to be saved."
¡°What does that matter!
¡°As long as he can speak now, don¡¯t wait any longer and do it quickly. "
Yalan only regretted that the imperial doctor couldn't take action immediately. As for the life and death of the coachman, she didn't care.
He is just a pariah, and it is already a great blessing for him to prove her innocence.
After all, Emperor Qingping was not as cold-blooded as his daughter. At least on the surface, he was a wise king who cared about the people.
He hesitated and asked, "Is there no other way?"
Imperial Physician Feng shook his head.
"If it's not there, it's not going to happen! Let him speak quickly, that's the real thing!"
Yalan screamed, feeling that Imperial Physician Feng had also been bribed and was deliberately delaying time.
Queen Sun frowned and scolded, "Lan'er, don't make any noise, your father has his own judgment.
"If you have to use special means to get the driver to speak.
?Then it can only be his life. "
It can be said that Queen Sun understood Emperor Qingping's psychology very clearly at this time.
Even if he agreed to let the imperial doctor use special methods, he couldn't say it directly.
No matter what, he has to refuse a word or two to show his kindness.
Emperor Qingping was silent for a long time and said, "Give the driver's family more money as a pension."
"One sentence is equivalent to giving the coachman a death sentence."
Seeing that there was no room for him to refuse, Imperial Physician Feng had no choice but to step forward with a heavy heart and give the poor coachman acupuncture.
He can be the dean of the Taiyuan Hospital, needless to say, he still has some skills.
After a while, the coachman coughed up a mouthful of blood and faintly woke up.
Yalan immediately stepped forward and asked the coachman condescendingly, "Tell me, have you been detained by the Yongning Marquis Mansion? That little bitch was disrespectful to me and even beat me up!"
You tell me everything you know! "
She shouted like a barrage of words, and the coachman's still dazed consciousness gradually gathered.
The coachman moved his fingers, as if he felt his body was not in control and wanted to stand up. However, with just a slight movement, the wound on his buttocks began to bleed profusely, which was very shocking.
Lin Xuanjiu couldn't stand it anymore and stopped him.
"Stop moving around. The golden needles can only numb your pain, but cannot relieve the injury."
Imperial Physician Feng also said, "If you have something to say, say it as soon as possible. I can't guarantee how long you will have."
The driver¡¯s eyes widened in disbelief, and he suddenly became desperate after understanding the meaning of their words.
Looking around, his eyes stayed on Lin Xuanjiu's face for a few breaths, and finally fell on Ya Lan's face.
At this moment, the coachman could not help but feel extremely resentful.
Fearing that his expression would reveal his inner feelings, he quickly lowered his head.
¡°If you go back to Your Highness the Princess¡±
After saying a few words, he opened his mouth and vomited out a large mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs.
The coachman finally recognized the reality that he was not going to die soon.
¡°Tell me quickly, are you detained by the Yongning Marquis Mansion, that¡¯s why you didn¡¯t take me out of the house?¡± Yalan was still urging urgently.
The coachman raised his head and showed a blank expression.
¡°Didn¡¯t you, Your Highness, say that you wanted to walk to the palace by yourself?
He also blamed the younger one for picking you up halfway and ruining your big event.
??????? Isn¡¯t it because of this matter that Your Highness is not making a big deal out of it? "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com