What Jun Qingli wanted to do most now is to find out the real murderer who assassinated Concubine Yun, and at least to ease the relationship between the emperor and King Ning a little.

At that time, King Ning is willing to go to the frontier to lead troops, so Jun Jiuning can come back there.

But this man's tail was really hidden tightly, and Jun Qingli couldn't pull it out.

Madam Xu knew that Jun Qingli had been unable to sleep well since Jun Jiuning left and was worried all day long, so she personally stewed a cup of lily, twig fungus and lotus seed soup that had been used to remove the fire and clearing the spirit.

She gently placed the porcelain cup on Jun Qingli's desk and advised with heartache: "Your Highness, you have been unable to eat and sleep for several days. If the eldest princess knew that you were ruining your body like this, she would be worried. Your Highness would better drink a bowl of soup to remove the fire and have a good rest."

Jun Qingli glanced at the things on the table and had no appetite: "Madam, I don't have that appetite now, let's put it there first."

Madam Xu looked at him with a worried look and said softly: "If Your Highness is really troubled, you can also talk to me. Although I have no ability, I am not qualified to enlighten Your Highness. At least I will listen to you and get a share of Your Highness's worries."

Jun Qingli sighed, put his hand on the table, and leaned his head back, looking extremely tired: "The palace maid I and the elder sister had caught before were never willing to spit out the truth. Gu couldn't find his father and King Ning to resolve the misunderstanding. It was never a solution to keep the elder sister on the frontier. The front line was already dangerous, she was a weak woman..."

"It's all useless." Jun Qingli hated his weak body, opened his eyes and slammed his fist heavily on the table.

The fair joints suddenly turned red.

If he had a strong physique as strong as King Ning, he could go to battle against the enemy, and there was no need for Jun Jiuning to go to the front line to stabilize the morale of the army.

And it would be fine if Jun Jiuning could go for him once. Could it be that when a war broke out in the State of Chu in the future, Jun Jiuning would be the signboard of "supporting the field" for their so-called royal dignity?!

Madam Xu felt so distressed because of his self-harm, so she could only nervously hold a veil and persuade, "Your Highness, don't think so! Your Highness is still young and has a weak foundation, it doesn't matter. When the princess becomes a human being, she will definitely be healthy, have a martial arts and proficient in everything. If the eldest princess knows that you think of herself so, she will definitely be worried. She is already in such a dangerous place, how can she distract herself from worrying about Your Highness?"

You can't let the elder sister worry... Jun Qingli looked at the steaming soup in front of her and was shocked.

Yes, they are brothers and sisters. If they have that kind of kinship, the family will definitely worry about each other. If one party is in danger...

Jun Qingli's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly thought of a way to make the person behind the palace maid show his fox's tail!

He cheered up and jumped up, almost impatiently going to Zhengtai Palace to find Emperor Wen.

A moment later, Jun Qingli came out of Zhengtai Hall with a smile on his face, holding a volume of bright yellow imperial decree in his arms.

He brought the imperial edict to the cell of Dali Temple where the palace maids were imprisoned, and ordered the prison guard to find an old lady to clean up the palace maids, at least he could see people.

Jun Qingli looked at the cleaned face of the palace maid. There were still several wounds pulled out by whips, which had not yet been scabbed. After being scrubbed, it looked even more ferocious and terrifying.

He whispered: "Shen Jialan, I believe you have had enough of these days of continuous punishment. I am so kind to ask for the imperial edict for you and give you a death. Are you satisfied?"

Shen Jialan opened her eyes with great difficulty, and saw that the young man with extraordinary appearance in front of her was holding a roll of bright yellow fabric in his hand. The expression on his face was not as fake. He let out a light sigh and his laughter was subtle: "Then shouldn't I thank His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

There was a layer of ice in Jun Qingli's eyes, but the corners of her mouth were gently curled: "Don't rush to thank me. It's just that there are still some things to do before you die, which may make you feel a little wronged. You should take more responsibility."

Shen Jialan was no longer afraid of any threats, and she could still sarcastically respond in a silence after hearing this: "Your Highness the Prince's torture means are just a few. I have never been afraid of it anymore. I just come here. I promise that when I arrive in front of the Prince of Hell, I will never complain about His Highness. Instead, I will praise him. Your Highness is for the sake of others... and I will give me less punishment."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that her eyes became dark. It turned out that Jun Qingli had walked two steps closer to her.

There was no expression on his face, but when he looked at Shen Jialan, it made her feel that the temperature around her was a little cold.

She couldn't help but feel a little bad.

Jun Qingli whispered to her: "Miss Chen is so brave, but she doesn't have to call herself a slave in front of me. I have asked my father to issue an order to expel you from the palace first and demote you to a commoner. Then parade in the capital for one day, and finally ask for a beheading in front of the city gate at noon tomorrow."

Looking at Shen Jialan's sudden stiff face and white lips, Jun Qingli said "tsk": "I hope Miss Chen's family is not in the capital, otherwise I may not be able to bear it when I hear this news. However, Miss Chen should also know that if you want to be punished in public, the government will post crimes everywhere. Even if Miss Chen's family is not in the capital, you should still get the news in the end. In this way, the girl doesn't have to worry that no one will worship you in the future."

Shen Jialan struggled suddenly, but unfortunately her hands, feet and neck were tied to the torture frame by ropes. Even if she tried her best, she could not shake it at all, let alone touching Jun Qingli, who was still far from her.

"Jun Qingli! You must die a good death!" Shen Jialan's eyes were blood red, and her voice was as shrill as if she was crawling out of hell.

The guards beside Jun Qingli had already prepared a gag scarf, and before she could curse her, she could just put it into her mouth.

Looking at Shen Jialan, who could only make a "mmm" sound, Yunhe clapped his hands and retreated behind Jun Qingli.

Joke, he never fell twice in the same place. Last time he accidentally asked her to scold Emperor Wen, but this time he could no longer implicate his master!

Jun Qingli said: "Look at her. Before she goes to the forcibolism, she must not be allowed to die, nor can she be damaged in her face."

Whether the snake can be drawn out depends entirely on Shen Jialan's face.

He led the people out of the prison gate, and Shen Jialan could only stare at his departure back with despair and hatred.

As soon as Jun Qingli left Dali Temple, he met Mu Yun head-on.

"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince."

He smiled faintly: "Hello, Lord Mu, what wind has blown you here today?"

Mu Yun bowed and said lightly: "I'm just here to deal with a case."

Only then did he see the imperial edict in Jun Qingli's hand clearly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Your Highness the Crown Prince is here to announce the imperial edict on behalf of the emperor?"
Chapter completed!