King Nie's expression changed, but for this reason, Ye Yiran was finally willing to give it a try. It would be foolish for him to give up the opportunity.
However, if there is no problem, the price he will have to pay is not small. "Father, if I wrongly accuse Princess Xiang, I am willing to lose my title!"
Wuye lived up to everyone's expectations and pulled out the man. The man had a broken arm. Wuye bit him into the palace, leaving blood all over the floor.
Ye Muxi asked Wuye to put him down, glanced at the emperor and King Nie, and saw Ye Yiran nodding to him. Yemuxi couldn't tell Wuye what to do in public.
He just shook his hand hard at Ye Yiran, Wuye fluttered, and trotted towards Ye Yiran.
Ye Yiran thought to himself that it was not good, he would definitely die this time
You can tell by looking at Wuye trotting that he is in a happy mood. When he is in a bad mood, he runs away violently.
Anling Jingyang knew about the relationship between Ye Yiran and Wu Ye, and was secretly worried. If nothing unexpected happened at this time, Wu Ye would definitely lie under Ye Yiran's legs. When the time came, Ye Yiran would kill Yi Qiushui.
The crime is confirmed
An Ling Jingyang took a deep breath, and with the determination to fight, he suddenly rushed towards Ye Yiran. Ye Yiran fell to the ground together with the chair. Wuye thought that An Ling Jingyang was going to hurt Ye Yiran, so he immediately rushed towards him.
Everyone has seen Wuye's reaction. It was not a sign of kindness, but a fierce pounce on him.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is aggressive and can tear people apart.
Ye Muxi didn't want Anling Jingyang to be torn apart by Wuye, so she shouted: "Wuye is back!"
Wuye's claws went out quickly and retracted them just as quickly. Despite this, he still tore a piece of flesh from Anling Jingyang's back...
An Ling Jingyang's face turned pale in pain, and beads of sweat fell down suddenly. He did not complain of pain, but gave Ye Yiran a comforting smile, "Sister Ye, it's okay, don't be afraid."
Ye Yiran only felt sad...
He overthrew King Nie, but he paid such a huge price. If Wuye hadn't quickly retracted his claws, how would he have survived?
It's okay. If you don't pounce on me, something will happen to me.
Anling Jingyang, thank you for risking your life to save me in the most critical moment.
Ye Yiran closed his eyes in discomfort and growled: "Didn't you see that he was injured? Why don't you help him up quickly? Where is the doctor? Why don't you come over and see his injury quickly?"
The people in the palace immediately panicked. The palace people carried Anling Jingyang to the side hall for treatment by the imperial doctor. King Xiang straightened the chair where Ye Yiran was sitting, rubbed her head, and asked in a low voice: "Does it hurt?"
Ye Yiran shook his head, now is not the time to cry out about pain, what he should do now is to pursue the victory!