The death of Emperor Hou Yi was not a trivial matter. If he admitted it, not only would he be buried with him, but Mu Xixi and Victoria Song, and even the people of Yuanyuan Continent, would be implicated.
However!
Yang Jian ignored them at all and waved his hand, signaling the guards to take Yue Feng and the other two away.
Soon, Yue Feng and the other three were taken to prison.
hiss!
When he first entered the prison and saw the scene in front of him, Yue Feng couldn't help but gasp!
I saw guards standing around the entrance of the prison, all wearing armor and holding long knives. It can be said that the security is tight, and not a single fly can fly in.
Damn it!
Seeing this scene, Yue Feng wanted to cry but had no tears!
With so many guards, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to escape!
"Brother-in-law!"
At this time, Song Qian was also extremely nervous and asked softly: "What should I do?" There were so many guards, each of whom was still so strong. Even if she and her master had completely recovered their internal strength and cooperated with her brother-in-law, they would still be no match.
Mu Xixi on the side looked calm, but she was also a little worried.
As a piano saint, Mu Xixi has experienced many storms, but the situation before her was her first experience. You must know that this is the imperial city of the Northern Continent, and it is really difficult to escape from here.
Feeling the tension between Mu Xixi and Song Qian, Yue Feng smiled and comforted in a low voice: "It's okay!"
While talking, the three of them were taken into the cell.
Damn it!
The moment he entered, Yue Feng saw Chang'e inside.
I saw Chang'e sitting quietly inside, her beautiful face showing shame and anger. But even though she was imprisoned in the cell, Chang'e's cold and aloof temperament could not be concealed.
"Get in!"
At this moment, the guards pushed Yue Feng and the others in, then slammed the iron door and prepared to leave!
"stop!"
A cold voice came from Chang'e's mouth: "Who asked you to lock the three of them in?" When she said this, Chang'e looked at the guards, her tone was not loud, but it was a bit majestic.
The guard did not dare to neglect and responded quickly: "Reporting to the empress is... Your Majesty's wish!"
Chang'e is the empress after all. Although she is suspicious of Emperor Hou Yi's death, she still has to be respectful until the truth is found out.
His Majesty?
Upon hearing this, Chang'e's delicate body trembled and her whole body was stunned.
The next second, Chang'e stared at the guard closely: "What is your Majesty? Who is your Majesty?"
Your Majesty has just died, and now the whole court is leaderless. Where did your Majesty come from? When Yang Jian proclaimed himself emperor just now, Chang'e was already in prison, so she didn't know who the majesty the guards were talking about.
Gudong!
Feeling Chang'e's aura, the guard secretly swallowed his saliva and responded: "That's it... Erlang Zhenjun. Just now, all the civil and military officials have jointly elected Erlang Zhenjun as the emperor..."
Whoosh!
As soon as she finished speaking, Chang'e's delicate body trembled, her face turned extremely pale, and her heart was filled with shock and anger.
Yang Jian, the traitor, had just died suddenly, and his body was still cold. Did he start proclaiming himself emperor?