MTL - Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort-Chapter 69 Public trial life and death frontline 2

Pei Yuanzhang looked at him with a cold smile, then looked down at me and asked: "Yue Qingying, this palace came to ask you, what did you do to the Queen's meal at the Yulan Festival dinner?"

The abdomen was painful for a while, which made me almost out of breath, but I kept insisting: "Slave, swap the queen maiden and Mrs. Ying Xue's almond tea."

Everyone around them was surprised.

The face of Empress Yin was stunned, and the emperor immediately said angrily: "It really is you who poisoned you, come on—!"

"Father Emperor!" Pei Yuanzhang hurriedly stopped. "This matter is not so simple. If she was poisoned, why should she exchange those two bowls of meals, then the poisoned one is the queen."

The emperor frowned and reacted. He immediately glared at me and drank, "Frankly explain, otherwise, destroy your nine races!"

Pei Yuanzhang also asked, "Why do you exchange these two bowls of meals?"

I took a careful look at the queen, and for some reason her eyes were cold like needles, and she did not escape the joy of doom at all, but became more severe. I said: "Because the slave girl smelled the osmanthus flower in the queen's almond tea, and the slave girl guessed that the queen girl hated the smell of osmanthus, so-"

As soon as the word "osmanthus" was left, the atmosphere in the entire lobby suddenly condensed.

The face of Empress Yin immediately became ugly, and the emperor sitting next to her looked suddenly darkened.

Pei Yuanzhang asked again, "Why do you guess that the queen hates the smell of osmanthus?"

I turned to look at Pei Yuanfeng, and a slight surprise appeared on his face. He nodded hurriedly at me. I said gently, "His Royal Highness Qi once told slaves that his mother did not like the taste of osmanthus, but at that time he Hiding his identity, the slave didn't mean that he was talking about the queen maiden. Until the slave banquet arrived at the banquet, she didn't know that the person who had been in contact with the slave was King Qi.

As soon as my words fell, Pei Yuanfeng stood up and said, "Yes, I did tell Qingying about this."

Queen Yin glanced at me: "I didn't expect that you, a small palace prince, would be very clever. You can guess in this short time that this palace hates osmanthus."

"Mother, you are ridiculous."

When I worshiped her, I felt that the pain was getting deeper and deeper. The sweat had dripped onto the floor, and it had become a small mass, making it harder and harder to breathe.

Pei Yuanchen said coldly: "Even if she changed the sweet-scented osmanthus? Maybe the sweet-scented osmanthus was just given by her, just to avoid the crime afterwards."

When I heard this, my heart sank, and it seemed that Pei Yuanchen was trying to plant everything to me and put me to death.

Pei Yuanzhang asked, "Yue Qingying, did you get Osmanthus?"

"No!"

He slowly walked in front of me, squatted down and looked into my eyes: "Do you know, who is Osmanthus who is in the queen's bowl?"