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Chapter 3245

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Although Imperial Concubine Yi was also implicated because of the Eighth Prince's matter, she was more favored in the palace.

But this time, when she entered the hall, the Emperor only lightly said, "Zhen is busy today. You can leave after putting down the soup."

In the past, no matter how busy the Emperor was, he would accompany her to talk. But today, he directly asked her to put down the soup and leave. It can be seen that the Emperor was angry.

With a plop, Imperial Concubine Yi directly knelt on the ground and looked at the Emperor and begged, "Emperor, chenqie has something to ask of you."

The last sentence was said with a sobbing tone.

After all, she was an imperial concubine who had been by his side for so many years. The Emperor sighed and put down the pen in his hand. He looked at Imperial Concubine Yi and said, "Crying and wailing, what a scandal. Stand up and speak."

"Yes." Imperial Concubine Yi slowly stood up and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. "Emperor, my son, he was harmed so miserably. I hope the Emperor can send someone to find the mastermind behind the tomb and make a decision for my son."

Even if all the evidence pointed to the servant taking revenge on the Seventh Prince, anyone with a bit of brain would know.

A servant, even if he had the guts, wouldn't dare to do anything to his master unless he had someone behind him.

It was fine if Imperial Concubine Yi didn't speak, but when she said this, the Emperor's already gentle face turned ashen.

The Emperor picked up the object in his hand and heavily smashed it at Imperial Concubine Yi's feet. "You still have the face to ask me to make a decision for him?"

The porcelain fell to the ground with a loud bang and broke into thousands of pieces.

The Emperor's sudden anger made Imperial Concubine Yi at a loss. She stared blankly at the Emperor with a confused face. She didn't know why the Emperor suddenly lost his temper.

The Emperor casually threw a booklet at Imperial Concubine Yi's feet. "Take a good look at this. This is the good son you raised."

Yesterday, the results of the investigation showed that the servant was like this because of revenge. The Emperor's first reaction was that someone was behind it. After all, no matter how deep a servant's hatred was, he wouldn't dare to do anything to his master.

But after seeing this, the Emperor was instantly furious.

It turned out that within this year, the Seventh Prince had beaten all of this servant's friends to death. All of his acquaintances in the palace had been killed by the Seventh Prince. Moreover, half a month ago, he had suddenly been beaten by the Seventh Prince for no reason, so he suddenly retaliated.

The Emperor didn't think that beating a servant to death was a big deal. However, in one year, so many people were beaten to death because of some trivial matters. Thinking of the words the Seventh Prince said when he gave the house to the Eighth Prince, the Emperor shuddered.

If the Seventh Prince really became the Crown Prince, would his other children still have a chance to live?

Yi Fei's hands trembled as she picked up the booklet by her feet. After seeing the contents, she instantly fell to the ground.

At this moment, there were only three words in Concubine Yi's mind.

It was all over.

Everything was over.

Once he bumped into her, it would leave a cruel impression in his heart, and his life would be over.

The Emperor looked coldly at Concubine Yi and said, "The Seventh Prince's conduct was improper. He will be removed from all his positions. Reflect at home. It's time to figure out when to come out. As for you, Concubine Yi didn't teach her son well and will be demoted to Concubine Yi."

Removing the Seventh Prince from all his positions, this was clearly telling everyone that the Seventh Prince had no fate with that position.

Before Concubine Yi could open her mouth to beg for mercy, her punishment came down.

Concubine Yi had crawled for half her life to become Concubine Yi, and now she was demoted to Concubine Yi.

The shock was too great. Concubine Yi's eyes rolled back and she fainted.

Looking at Concubine Yi who had softened to the ground, the Emperor didn't have the slightest pity. He directly said to the eunuch beside him, "Send Concubine Yi back. In the future, no one is allowed to come in without my permission."

After saying this, the Emperor added, "If the Eighth Prince comes, let him in."

The Eighth Prince was the one who was least likely to be promoted. Because the Eighth Prince's personality was docile, the Emperor trusted the Eighth Prince very much.

Concubine Yi was quickly carried away and the mess in the main hall was cleaned up as if nothing had happened.

The matter of the Seventh Prince had caused an uproar, but it had been quietly dealt with.

Less than half a month after the Seventh Prince's matter was settled, the Emperor officially decreed that Jiujiu and the Eighth Prince would be married. When the Eighth Prince came of age, the two would hold a wedding ceremony.

After the Eighth Prince and Jiujiu were engaged, he could officially come to the General's residence.

Although General Zheng had officially recognized the Eighth Prince as his future son-in-law after telling the Eighth Prince that day, he still felt that the Eighth Prince was his future son-in-law.

But when the father-in-law looked at the son-in-law, he always felt that the other party was going to snatch his daughter away. So no matter how he looked at the Eighth Prince, he was still not pleasing to the eye. On the contrary, Cheng Wanyun, the mother-in-law, felt that the Eighth Prince was more pleasing to the eye.

Very quickly, two years passed.

On the day of the Eighth Prince and Jiujiu's wedding.

Two years ago, the eighth prince who still had a childish air had grown into a handsome and charming young man. His gentle temperament and incomparably handsome appearance were even more stunning than the seventh prince of that year.

On the day of Jiujiu's wedding, the scene of the Eighth Prince in red riding a horse to the General's residence to pick up the bride made all the noble ladies in the capital bite their handkerchiefs.

They thought that the Seventh Prince was already the most handsome one. They did not expect the Eighth Prince to be so handsome, even better than the Seventh Prince.

Moreover, the Eighth Prince was even more favored by the Emperor than the Seventh Prince.

Didn't you see that the Emperor had bestowed his residence to the Eighth Prince?

He had bestowed his residence to the Eighth Prince and also bestowed General Zheng's only daughter to the Eighth Prince? Perhaps in the future …

When General Zheng's daughter was bestowed to the Eighth Prince, everyone had laughed at her for having to wait two years for her husband. But now, when they saw the Eighth Prince's appearance, they instantly envied Jiujiu.

Not only was her husband favored by the Emperor, but he was also handsome and two years younger than her. She was really lucky.

The Eighth Prince was dressed in bright clothes and riding a horse. He was very impressive.

In the General's residence, there was a sad expression, especially General Zheng. His eyes were red and he was about to cry.

His daughter, his precious daughter, the daughter that he had raised for seventeen years, was now going to be taken advantage of by that brat the Eighth Prince.

General Zheng's nose twitched and he almost cried.

General Zheng turned his head to hide his sobbing appearance and listened to his wife's words about how to be a good wife to Jiujiu.

General Zheng held it in for a long time before he finally said, "If he bullies you, come back and tell Father. Father will help you beat him."

Jiujiu, who had been choked up by Cheng Wanyun's words, couldn't help but laugh when she heard General Zheng's words. Jiujiu raised her head, her big eyes shining like the brightest stars in the sky. "Father, Jiujiu can't carry anything. It's only me who can beat him. He doesn't dare to bully me."

The Eighth Prince had been weak since he was young and did not learn martial arts.

Zheng Shuxian herself had learned martial arts. After Jiujiu, General Zheng used all his skills to teach Jiujiu. As a result, although Jiujiu could not be said to be a top expert now, she could definitely protect herself.

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