Shangguan Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, looking worried.
Song Lige was shocked to realize that he had said something wrong, and quickly turned to look at Murong Qiufeng, "Return his music score, and I can forget the past."
Murong Qiufeng was puzzled. Is Leyin the best musician in the world? Why did he contact him? He only saw Leyin in the restaurant that time. The clues that were originally clear seemed to be confused again.
"I have only met Yue Yin once, and apart from a few words of conversation, I have had no other contact with him at all. Could it be that Mr. Yue taught me that Miss Song is putting me in such a difficult position?"
"Of course not, he is not as despicable as you... Besides, Li Ge didn't embarrass you at all. It was you who was embarrassing Li Ge from the beginning to the end." Song Lige almost let it slip again and quickly corrected it.
Murong Qiufeng raised her eyebrows slightly, then shook her head and laughed, "Miss Song still wants to be determined at this time, right? Then continue, my second question, what Miss Song said about me using the piano to hurt people, but...
The harp was indeed found in Luoyue Pavilion. Miss Song’s so-called evidence was a harp, but no one saw it being played."
"Then what evidence do you have to say that it wasn't you who played it?" Song Lige was furious in his heart, and his appearance was no longer the weak and weak one he had before, but instead had a cold and aura that was a bit overwhelming.
Murong Qiufeng raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Although I cannot prove why this piano is in Luoyue Pavilion, I can prove that the place where the piano is played is not Luoyue Pavilion."
Song Lige's cold expression froze obviously, and then he asked coldly, "What evidence."
"Miss Song has never hurt anyone with the piano, so she doesn't understand that using the piano as a sharp weapon does not hurt the person first, but the things around the person who plays it. She instills internal energy into the piano and uses the sound waves of the piano.
To influence others, but the power of this shock, although the damage to things is slight, is still there. Yesterday, I asked Mr. Fu Yin to send someone to check. There was no damage in Luoyue Pavilion, but it was opposite to Luoyue Pavilion.
There are slight marks on the walls, tables and chairs of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. If Miss Song doesn't believe it, she can have someone demonstrate it again based on the piano that day to see if the symbols match."
Song Lige pursed her lips tightly, her face icy, but she didn't know whether she didn't want to say more or quibble with him.
Murong Qiufeng didn't care, and continued, "Moreover, the sound of the piano hurts people. Almost everyone present that day had a huge impact, and even died. But why, Miss Song, are you just in a coma, and you even have the strength to fight?"
People curse people.”
When Shangguan Ye thought about the slap that Murong knew from the shadow guard, he wanted to cut this woman into pieces.
Song Lige sneered, "I never said that I didn't have martial arts. It's no surprise that people with martial arts can resist."
"Yes, Miss Song is also a martial arts practitioner. The sound of the piano requires internal strength to resist. A martial arts practitioner with internal strength will not be any weaker no matter how weak his martial arts is. But that day, I wanted to do something inappropriate to Miss Song. Miss Song
What he can do must be to fight back, not to be unable to resist. He has such strength but does not have the slightest strength to resist. Moreover, it only happened within a few steps. I think no matter how impatient anyone is, he will not resist.
You are so stupid that you want to do anything with Miss Lige in such a situation, the first thing is to knock the person unconscious and take her away."
Everyone was thoughtful and couldn't help but nod their heads. Indeed, at that time, no one, no matter how stupid, would do that.
Song Lige's face turned ugly.
Murong Qiufeng sighed, "There is one last question, does Miss Song really have the Phoenix Instrument Qin? You set up the arena that day and rewarded the Phoenix Instrument Instrument, a family heirloom, but these things happened. If Miss Song's so-called Arena
The words about marriage and marriage are all fake, so... is that farce just a coincidence?"
Song Lige's body stiffened. Since Murong Qiufeng said this, it meant that she had already checked her out clearly. She even knew that Feng Yiqin was not around.
"If you don't have Fengyiqin, can you tell me one more thing? You're setting up a stage to show off and deceive others. What's the purpose of setting up a stage to deceive others?"
It's messed up, it's all messed up.
Song Lige's face turned pale, and he wanted to refute, but couldn't say anything. He only thought that it could be reversed, but his thoughts were in a mess.
"Sir, the questioning of the common people is over." Murong Qiufeng turned his head and bowed his head to the three people above.
Hou Qianxing's eyes were full of admiration, Murong Xing even smiled rarely, stroking his beard and nodding, while Dugu Xian gritted his teeth and became in a bad mood.
The Jingmu was photographed heavily, and Hou Qianxing said, "Song Lige, do you have anything to say about Murong Qiufeng's issue."
Song Lige was a little panicked. It was the first time he felt so helpless. His mind was in a mess. The only thing that came to his mind at the moment was that it would be great if Brother Le was here. He must have a way.
Everyone was waiting for Song Lige to speak, but seeing her expression getting more and more panicked, they couldn't help but become confused.
The two maids on the side also had worried eyes. They looked at their young lady's panicked expression, then looked at Murong Qiufeng's calm demeanor and King Ye's cold eyes. The two met each other, nodded lightly, and one of them quietly took out a bottle from his sleeve.
He threw a small ball onto the stage with all his strength, and the other one quickly went to help Song Lige.
The small ball suddenly exploded, the smoke was hazy, and the crowd was immediately in chaos.
"Kill Murong Qiufeng." Before leaving, Song Lige did not forget to hate Murong Qiufeng.
Seeing that Song Lige was determined to kill Murong Qiufeng, the two maids had no choice but to say, "Take the young lady and leave first." After saying that, she pulled out a sword from her waist and pointed at Murong Qiufeng in the smoke.
go.
Murong Qiufeng stood there and had no intention of stopping them from leaving. He didn't want to put them to death. If they could escape from the officers and soldiers, he would let them. However, he didn't expect to kill him, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart.
But before he made a move, he felt a tightening around his waist, as if he was being held back by someone, and then blackness flashed before his eyes, and then he heard several screams.
The smoke was much thinner at this time, and the adults above were relatively calm and just stood where the emperor was, protecting him.
When the smoke dissipated, Murong Qiufeng turned to look at the person beside him, it was Shangguan Ye, and there were three figures lying on the ground, namely Song Lige and the others.
Seeing this, Murong Qiufeng couldn't help but take a breath. The three of them almost fell to the ground and were dying. The two maids had their limbs and limbs broken, and Song Lige was even disabled in martial arts.
Shangguan Ye turned to look at Hou Qianxing and the others coldly, and said calmly, "It seems that the truth is very clear. Song Lige was manipulated by others to frame Murong Qiufeng and kill others. Murong Qiufeng is not guilty."
Several people looked at the three women on the ground and thought to themselves that Shangguan Ye was really cold-hearted and could deal such harsh blows to several women easily.
Hou Qianxing was the calmest and shouted loudly, "Put the three of them in jail temporarily. Murong..." Before he could finish his words, Shangguan Ye had already grabbed Murong Qiufeng's arm and led him away like a gust of wind.