Chapter 1050: The Death of Consort Jing (5)


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    As soon as the guard said that, everyone was shocked. Before Emperor Yong Le and Empress Xiande could speak, Lu Zhengchun had already said, “Who is it? Did that person say who the murderer is?”


    Madam Lu quickly put her hands together and said with a heartbroken expression, “The heavens have mercy. When I find that murderer, I’ll definitely make him pay with his life!”


    Emperor Yong Le said coldly, “Bring them in.”


    Shen Miao subconsciously looked at Ye Mei on the ground.


    Ye Mei knelt on the ground, her back slightly hunched. She looked aggrieved and helpless, but Shen Miao noticed her hand. The long sleeve covered her palm, revealing her fingertips. Her thin fingers were really beautiful and tender. At this moment, she was rubbing the thumb and index finger gently.


    Shen Miao had been in contact with Consort Mei for her entire life, so she naturally knew what every move she made represented. Shen Miao knew this very well. When Ye Mei was plotting against someone and her goal was about to be achieved, she would involuntarily do this.


    Shen Miao’s heart skipped a beat. Was the witness part of Ye Mei’s n? Was she going to achieve her goal? Or was Lu Jing’s death really rted to Ye Mei? Why?


    Right on the heels of that, a creaking sound came from outside the house. This sound was like the sound of wheels rolling on the ground. Shen Miao narrowed


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    A maid was pushing someone in.


    The person sat on a chair with wheels. There was a nket at his knees, and his hands were ced quietly on his knees. He seemed to be unable to walk, and the chair with wheels could be pushed forward effortlessly by the maid.


    When the person was closer, one could see that the person was about 11 or 12 years old. He looked gentle. He was wearing an ivory robe and seemed to be a little shy, but there was a trace of panic in his eyes.


    Shen Miao stood rooted to the ground, almost turning into a stone statue. Her eyes were instantly filled with tears, and they almost fell.


    Fu Ming!


    In the blink of an eye, countless memories shed across her mind. Through the beautiful young man in the wheelchair, she seemed to have seen Fu Ming in a bright yellow robe holding arge bouquet of red plums in his hand and saying to her with a smile, “Mother, I saw that the plum trees in the courtyard had bloomed, so I collected arge bouquet. Mother, seeing this bouquet of plums everyday, you will be in a good mood.”


    He said, “Although Sister is no longer around, I will always be by your side.”


    He said, “Mother, don’t worry. I’ll learn diligently from the Grand Tutor. When


    I be stronger in the future, no one will dare to bully you.”


    Now, the beautiful young man was pushed to Ye Mei, He called out softly, “Sister.”


    Shen Miao widened her eyes.


    He was… the young master of the Ye family, Ye Hongguang, who was born to a concubine.


    A member of the Ye family?


    Ye Hongguang looked at Emperor Yong Le. He was a little nervous and clumsy, not knowing where he should put his hands in front of the Daliang Dynasty’s emperor. He said, “Greetings, Your Majesty. Please forgive me for being unable to bow.”


    Emperor Yong Le waved his hand indifferently.


    This seemed to be the first time Ye Hongguang had faced so many people. He was a little afraid and subconsciously rolled his chair closer to Ye Mei.


    Seeing this, Shen Miao ‘s heart skipped a beat.


    Why was Fu Ming so close to Ye Mei? She suddenly had an urge to pull Fu Ming away from Ye Mei, but she couldn’t… She and Fu Ming were strangers now..