The reborn prince can't be pushed down

Chapter 46
Ning Yuezhao's reaction put great pressure on Shi Mengsheng. He glanced at the few people kneeling below, frowned and said, "Even if An Chen is at fault, the crime is not worthy of death. You have already been punished, and you don't want to repent and commit the crime again." , crime on top of crime."

Several prisoners heard the words and kowtowed one after another: "My lord, please forgive me!"

Shi Mengsheng glanced at Ning Yuezhao again, but heard her speak slowly: "Put them in prison first, and sentence them after a thorough investigation."

Her words gave Shi Mengsheng a chance to breathe. If these people were sentenced lightly here, Ning Yuezhao would definitely not do it; if the sentence was severe, these people might turn their backs on the spot.

Therefore, Shi Mengsheng asked people to detain these prisoners first.

Ning Yuezhao said again: "Slow down."

Shi Mengsheng carefully asked for instructions: "Your Majesty?"

Ning Yuezhao said slowly and calmly: "Don't put them in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Since the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice is so unbearable and there are endless private fights, send them to the Governor's Mansion of the Imperial Army."

Shi Mengsheng's heart sank, and he didn't dare to object, so he had to obey.

Ning Yuezhao gave him a squinting look. If these people go back to the prison, there may be news of committing suicide tonight, so it's better to take precautions early.

The Governor's Mansion of the Forbidden Army is directly under the royal family, and Shi Mengsheng's hand cannot reach that far.But his greatest magic weapon is that An Chen is dead, and there is no proof of death.

Thinking of this, Shi Mengsheng's heart settled again.

Ning Yuezhao stood up, "It's getting late, I'm going back to the palace first."

Shi Mengsheng hurriedly bowed and said, "I respectfully send you off to Your Majesty."

When he heard the sound of "The emperor gets up" from outside, Shi Mengsheng lowered his face and recruited one of his subordinates——

"Be sure to deal with the matter in the cell. If the guards find out something, none of us will have any good fruit!"

It is said that after Ning Yuezhao left the Ministry of Punishment, he did not return to the harem.After Long Nian walked for a while, she changed to another ordinary carriage.

Qingchi was waiting for her in the car, and delivered the clothes she wanted, and she changed into a folk girl's attire directly in the car.

"Your Majesty, where are you going?" Qingchi was faintly worried.

Ning Yuezhao removed Fengchai Buyao, her black hair fell like a waterfall, she said, "Go and see An Chen."

Qingchi was stunned for a moment.She also heard about An Chen's matter, the body had just been brought back to the mansion bestowed by the former emperor, and His Majesty wanted to visit it again...

"Come and help me pull my hair." Ning Yuezhao urged.

Qingchi worriedly helped her tie a bun that folk women often wear, and put a white jade phoenix hairpin on it.

Soon, the carriage arrived at its destination.

Ning Yuezhao stroked the hair on her sideburns, and after confirming that it was correct, she got out of the carriage.

When the empress gave An Chen the mansion, she also assigned servants for him, but An Chen said that he was alone and didn't need so many servants, so he only left a housekeeper, and he dismissed the rest of the servants .

At this moment, white flags and elegiac couplets have been hung on the door.

The guard who also made a disguise and put on a strong outfit stepped forward to knock on the door.

The butler in mourning clothes opened the door and asked doubtfully, "Who are you?"

The guard didn't speak, but just turned sideways to make way, and Ning Yuezhao slowly climbed up the stairs.

"Ah! You are..." The housekeeper had already recognized Ning Yuezhao, but when he saw her in ordinary attire, he changed his words, "I don't know my wife is here, damn it!"

As he spoke, he was about to kneel down.

Ning Yuezhao supported him, "Uncle Liu, don't be too polite, it's not convenient to talk here, let's go in."

Uncle Liu hurriedly nodded, welcomed them in, and closed the door.

The hall has been set up as a mourning hall. Uncle Liu invited people from the coffin shop to make arrangements. However, An Chen has always been a loner and only had friendship with Ning Yuezhao, so no one came to offer condolences.

But Ning Yuezhao just glanced at the mourning hall, and didn't go over there, she went directly to the backyard.

Although Qingchi was puzzled, he had no choice but to follow the master.

Ning Yuezhao walked through the corridor to the courtyard where An Chen usually lived, and the bedroom door was tightly closed.

Standing on the porch outside the door, Yan Mo couldn't help being surprised when he saw Ning Yuezhao coming.

He was about to kneel down to salute, Ning Yuezhao waved his hands, "Now is not the time to pay attention to this, how is he doing?"

Yan Mo lowered his eyes and said, "I used my internal strength to protect his heart, and now the doctor is inside to treat him."

In the mortuary just now, when Ning Yuezhao put his hand on An Chen's heart, he felt a little warmth in his heart.She felt it carefully and found that his heart was still beating slightly.

She made a decisive decision and asked Yan Mo to send him away for treatment first.Then hide the news that An Chen is not dead from the outside world, so that those who want to harm him will not do anything wrong again.

After Yan Mo sent him back to the house, he invited the best doctor in the imperial capital.

Because An Chen rarely lived in this house before, people outside did not know who the owner of the house was.Although many people in the imperial capital knew that the newly enthroned empress had a childhood sweetheart doctor, few people had actually met An Chen.

As long as a little arrangement, it is still possible to keep a secret.

Ning Yuezhao didn't dare to go in and disturb the doctor's consultation right now, so she could only wait in the corridor.

Time passed bit by bit, and the closed door opened when the sun was westward.

An old doctor with gray hair and beard came out. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "How could it be hurt like this? If it's too late, you'll be dead."

Ning Yuezhao stepped forward worriedly and asked, "How is he doing now?"

Seeing her combing a married woman's bun, the old doctor thought she was the hostess of the family, and said, "Madam, you should be mentally prepared. Your husband was injured too badly, and the trachea was blocked by blood, which caused the death." The illusion of feigning death. The old man has helped him clean up the bruise, and the wound has been treated with medicine, here is a prescription, whether he can survive it depends on luck."

"Whether you can survive it depends on good luck..." Ning Yuezhao was full of worries about An Chen at the moment, and had no time to explain to the old doctor, allowing him to misunderstand.

Yan Mo took out the silver and paid the consultation fee.

The old doctor took the silver taels happily, assured himself again and again that he knew nothing, and left.

Ning Yuezhao walked towards the room slowly, and said to everyone: "You wait for me here, I will go in and have a look before I come out."

After finishing speaking, she stepped into the room regardless of their reaction, and locked the door behind her back.

The light in the room was a bit dim, and there was a bitter smell of medicinal herbs. Ning Yuezhao walked to the bed firmly.

An Chen's forehead was tied with a white cloth, and his hands were also wrapped in thick white cloth. The wounds on his body had already been treated with medicine, but his old handsome demeanor was completely gone.

Ning Yuezhao stood quietly beside the bed, not even daring to breathe too heavily, for fear of shocking his soul, the person in front of him turned into a cold corpse again.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, and carefully probed An Chen's breath, and found that although his breath was weak, he was breathing anyway.

As long as there is breath left, there is hope.

Ning Yuezhao sat down on the footsteps beside the bed. An Chen had too many wounds on his body, and she didn't dare to touch him casually, so she could only softly say: "An Chen, I'm here to see you."

An Chen's chest rose and fell very faintly, Ning Yuezhao almost stared at it intently.

"Please wake up, I will seek justice for you."

Her tone was firm, but the person on the bed still didn't respond, which made people feel a little powerless.

"An Chen, I can't come out for too long, but you must not give up! As long as you can wake up, the past will be forgotten."

Ning Yuezhao's voice was low, with a hint of sadness, "An Chen...you are still blaming me, but I really had no choice. I didn't really want to sacrifice you, who knows? It’s better than God’s calculation.”

Ning Yuezhao looked at him steadily, and found that although his eyes were still closed, the eyeballs moved.

This shows that he can hear his own words.

Ning Yuezhao seemed inspired, and was about to say something more, when she heard Qingchi's eager voice outside——

"Your Majesty, it's not good, His Royal Highness has come down!"

Jiang Nian... Ning Yuezhao was shocked, why did he come here?
Before she had time to think too much, Ning Yuezhao stood up and walked to the door.

As soon as the door opened, Qing Chi came up to meet him, saying: "Your Majesty, let's go through the back door, let's avoid it first."

Ning Yuezhao said, "No, I won't leave."

If she left, the news that An Chen was not dead would definitely be hidden.

"Then what should we do?" Qingchi asked anxiously, "His Royal Highness has arrived at the hall!"

Ning Yuezhao closed the door calmly, "So what? I have never done anything wrong, so why should I avoid it!"

Qingchi's dissuasion was ineffective, so Ning Yuezhao had to go to the hall with a cold face.

Jiang Nian changed into a gray straight-embellished gown today, and wore a single bun, which is common to men, and fixed it with a sandalwood hairpin.

At this moment, he was talking with Willow in the hall, and his eyes glanced in the direction of the coffin from time to time.

"Old housekeeper, if you have any difficulties, you can just tell me. If you can help, Jiang will definitely not refuse." He said sincerely.

Uncle Liu hurriedly said: "Thank you sir for your compassion." He had just heard the knock on the door, and when he looked at the door, he saw this handsome young man.Because it was an unfamiliar face, he asked his name, and the other party was straightforward, and directly reported the word "Jiang Nian".

Jiang Nian glanced at the coffin again, and said, "Your young master and I have known each other for a while, can I pay my respects to his remains?"

Uncle Liu said sadly: "To be honest, my lord, my young master's death was so tragic that I didn't expect anyone to come to offer condolences. The coffin has already been crucified."

Uncle Liu had also heard the rumors about the empress, An Chen, and the emperor's wife, so he made up his mind to hide the news that An Chen was still alive.

"In that case, forget it." Jiang Nian had already seen Ning Yuezhao, and his eyes turned to her, watching quietly.

Ning Yuezhao walked up to Jiang Nian with a sullen face, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

She suspected that An Chen's matter was the work of the Jiang family, but now that Jiang Nian came to ask to see An Chen's body, she was even more sure that he had something to do with it.

Jiang Nian stared at her face, he was too familiar with that expression of distrust and doubt.

She obviously did nothing, but she was identified as the culprit.Powerless how to explain, can not win the other party's trust.In the past, he was crazy in this endless loop, is he destined to repeat it again?

He is not reconciled!
Jiang Nian's hands slowly clenched into fists in his sleeves, but a slight smile slowly appeared on his face, "I'll take you home."

(End of this chapter)