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Three hundred and five cross-examination


I am really afraid of what will happen.

Tang Hong'er was worried that she would suffer like the person she heard just now, when someone came this way.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer.

She was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe.

She shrank back desperately, as if she thought that others wouldn't be able to see her.

This is obviously just a cover-up and is of no use at all.

The lock on the gate was unlocked, and two people walked in directly.

One of them held up one of Tang Honger's arms and walked out.

Tang Hong'er was so frightened that she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Her legs were hanging limply as she was dragged along.

At this moment, she no longer had any thoughts of luck, and she was no longer proud of her status as a little talented person.

Here, those people can control her life and death.

They didn't even treat her as a human being, let alone respect her as the emperor's concubine and their master.

Her eyes lit up and she was taken into a room.

There are no bloody iron whips, sticks or fingers in this room.

There are a few lamps lit in the room, there are book desks, wooden chairs, and some books and scrolls on the shelves against the wall.

It looks like a An ordinary study room.

Tang Hong'er almost wondered if she was too frightened and dazzled.

When she was sure that she was not deceived, she did not dare to relax at all.

This house looks ordinary, but at this moment, this place is anything but ordinary.

Not only was it unusual, it also made her feel extremely frightened.

Tang Honger tightened her legs, otherwise she would be incontinent and make a fool of herself.

There was a middle-aged eunuch sitting behind the desk in the room.

He was skinny.

After seeing Tang Hong'er, he raised his head and smiled at her.

That smile looked kind and kind, without any fierceness.

However, Tang Hong'er instinctively felt a more dangerous aura coming towards her face than before, and her legs tightened.

"This is Tang Cai, please take a seat."

Tang Hong'er didn't dare to sit down, but she also didn't dare to confront the other party.

The other party told her to sit down.

If she didn't sit down, wouldn't it be a toast and she would have to drink wine as a penalty?

Tang Hong'er couldn't quite control her hands and feet, so she could barely hold herself up and sit sideways on a chair.

Her legs under her skirt were shaking like chaff.

"Come here, why don't you serve Tang Cairen tea?"

The middle-aged eunuch seemed to suddenly realize that Tang Honger was empty in front of him, and ordered outside.

After a while, someone actually came in with a cup of tea and placed it in front of her.

Tang Hong'er wanted to hide behind the chair.

She looked at the ordinary white porcelain tea cup as if she were seeing a glass of dove wine and a piece of white silk, full of fear.

"The talent's hometown is Dizhou, right?"

Tang Cairen nodded like a wooden man.

"How many members of the talented family have sisters and brothers?"

Tang Hong'er felt that these questions, which seemed like common gossip, were actually like ropes wrapped around her neck, getting tighter and tighter.

Sure enough, after asking a few irrelevant questions, the eunuch still asked in a friendly manner: "I heard that when Cai Ren entered the palace, he was very close to Yang Luo."

Tang Hong'er was fully prepared for the other party to question her about the Qingfengtai Festival Banquet, but she didn't expect that the word "Yang Luo" suddenly popped out of the other party's mouth.

These two words were ordinary, but they were like a needle that made Tang Hong'er almost cry out. poplar There may not be many people in the palace who remember this name, but Tang Hong'er will never forget it.

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Yang Luo was the beauty who stayed out all night in the cold winter weather and died beside the well platform east of Yingxiang Pavilion.

Yang Luo died silently.

There were no obvious external injuries on her body, and she was not poisoned.

In the end, her father-in-law and Pan Shanggong only said that Yang Luo violated the palace rules and went out at night privately.

In the end, because of her thin clothes, she died.

He froze to death outdoors in the freezing cold of midwinter.

When Tang Hong'er heard the news of Yang Luo's death, she was indeed terrified for several days.

But she told herself not to be afraid.

No one knew that she had instigated Yang Luo, and no one knew that Yang Luo sneaked out of Yeting Palace because she was the watchman.

She also didn't expect Yang Luo to die.

She was just thinking that among the group of people who entered the palace, there were only three or two who stood out.

One is of course herself, and the other is Yang and Zhao.

Who can win the emperor's favor first?

She really never thought that Yang Luo would die.

She just thought that Yang Luo's body was not very strong to begin with, and if she slipped out and stayed in the cold for half a night, she would definitely fall ill.

Naturally, she couldn't be summoned by the emperor because she was sick.

After such a delay of three or two months, and the illness is the most destructive, Yang Luo's beauty will probably be reduced by half, so why should she argue with herself?

But Yang Luo froze to death immediately.

This made Tang Hong'er very scared.

She was afraid that someone would track her down because she gave Yang Luo a false message, saying that the emperor usually passed by the east side of Yingxiang Pavilion and would definitely go to Yingxiang Pavilion that night.

Who knew that Yang Luo was so stubborn that she wouldn't hurry back when she couldn't wait for someone, but kept waiting.

Who told her to dress so thinly?

In order to make the emperor take notice of her, she didn't even wear a thicker cloak.

She just went out wearing a waist-hugging coat and a silk skirt.

Later, no one mentioned the incident again.

Everyone regarded it as an accident.

There were so many big and small things happening in the palace every day.

Yang Luo's death was quickly forgotten by everyone.

Tang Hong'er was about to forget about this person, but she didn't expect that someone would suddenly mention Yang Luo's name again today.

No matter what Tang Hong'er was thinking, when the eunuch saw her delay in answering, he still kindly repeated the question.

Tang Hong'er came back to her senses and felt cold sweat crawling down her back.

The middle-aged eunuch in front of her looked kindly under the lamp, and in her eyes she looked like a man-eating evil ghost.

"It's just that I recognize him, but I'm not very familiar with him."

"Oh," the eunuch smiled, as if he believed her story, and the next question came one after another: "The night when Yang Luo froze to death, Tang Cairen was the last person to see her.

Cairen and she were both What did you say?"

How did the other party know that she was the last person to see Yang Luo?

When she was talking to Yang Luo, there was obviously no one in front of her.

At that time, their status had not yet been determined, and they lived crowded in a wing of the Yeting Palace, without even a maid or eunuch to serve them.

She went to find Yang Luo, helped her slip out of Yeting Palace, and then quietly returned to her room, avoiding others.

Of course she didn't want people to see her.

If Yang Luo got sick or wanted to cause trouble for her afterwards, she couldn't do anything to her even if she said it was unreasonable.

Yang Luo was afraid that others would ruin her good deeds and that Pan Shanggong would punish her and block her.

Of course, she didn't want anyone to know.

But how did this person know?

The tone of those words was not at all suspicious, but rather conclusive that she was the one who did it.

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“Nothing said”

The eunuch looked at her, the smile gone from his face.

"Even if she says she wants to meet the emperor, I can't stop her."

Tang Hong'er didn't know how she finished the sentence.

The tip of her tongue was hot and numb, and her voice was dry and hoarse.

She couldn't even recognize that it was her own voice.

"So that's it."

The eunuch heard this answer, but really didn't ask about it anymore.

After writing a few words on the paper, he raised his head and asked: "Then Cai Ren went to Yanfu Palace on the first day of July, right?

It happened to be Shen Shi when Cai Ren went in, and it was almost You Shi when he came out.

In an hour's time, it was What are you talking about with Concubine Shen?"

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