Xuanyuanyang Yue heard the roar of the cheap dragon, and a look of panic flashed across her face. There were guards from the Royal Forest Army outside the door.
"Shut up!" Xuanyuan Yangyue growled at "Jingying" in an attempt to stop her.
However, what surprised her was that the power of controlling the golden threads in her hands was obviously weakened, but the threads on "Jingying"'s body were tied tighter and tighter, and blood even started to leak out.
"Help! The princess wants to kill me!"
The cheap dragon works hard to show off.
Jingying's body is no longer needed. He has had enough of being a craftsman. He is going to retire after his success!
Before leaving, even if it is for Xiaoluo, I must take advantage of this arrogant woman in front of me!
Sure enough, after a while, a large group of imperial guards guarding the house heard the call of the cheap dragon and swarmed in.
"Princess Yangyue, what are you doing?!"
"Princess Yangyue, the palace is not your own backyard, and you are not allowed to kill casually!"
The one at the head was the chief of the palace guards, and there was no doubt that he was not the regent Xuanyuan Zhiji.
Xuanyuan Yangyue's face turned pale. The golden control thread in her hand was still tightly bound to "Jingying"'s body. There were both witnesses and physical evidence, so she couldn't defend herself!
However, what was unexpected was that in the next moment, something that terrified Xuanyang Yue happened.
The golden threads on "Jingying"'s body became tighter and tighter, and blood surged out like water.
She didn't use even half of her strength on her hands, but "Jingying"'s body was cut off by her golden thread.
In other words, cut into pieces of meat!
"Jingying" died in an extremely horrific way, and the room was filled with blood.
"Ahhhhhh-"
The first person to let out a sharp scream was Jingying's sister Jingshu. She almost collapsed, her eyes were blood red, and she looked at her sister's body in disbelief.
Jingshu was like crazy, threw herself on her sister's body, and cried bitterly.
"No...it's not me..."
Extreme panic flashed across Xuanyang Yue's face, and she kept backing away while desperately denying it.
Her body was trembling, her pale face was as ugly as a dead person, and she murmured: "I didn't kill the person...it wasn't...it was Jingying herself..."
"Princess!" Jingshu, who was holding her sister's body and crying bitterly, suddenly turned her head, stared at Xuanyang Yue with a pair of blood-red eyes, and said hysterically, "How can my sister be sorry for you? Isn't it just one thing?
Clothes? Besides, it’s not my sister’s fault!”
"I really didn't kill her!" Xuanyang Yue's face looked like ruins. She stretched out her hand in disbelief and covered her head. "I didn't do it. I just tied her up. She committed suicide by herself.
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The leader of the palace guards standing in front stared at Xuanyuan Yu with a look of disdain, and said in a deep voice: "Princess Yangyue, how can you say such irresponsible words? When you killed someone, how many people in the room were there?
Ten pairs of eyes are watching!"
The regent's power is overwhelming, and the regent's daughter is arrogant and domineering. Xuanyuan's old subordinates have been displeased with them for a long time. Not everyone wants to be like the lackeys of the Senate, protecting the father and mother in every possible way.
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"But...but I didn't kill Jingying!" Xuanyuan Yangyue was already crying anxiously, her voice full of grievance, "I really didn't do it!"