Xiling Yunqing and Xuanyuan Yu were walking in the front, but they stopped in front of the blood and corpses on the ground.
Jingshu kept lying in front of the corpses, crying hoarsely until her throat became hoarse from crying.
Xuanyuan Yangyue's face was pale, and she collapsed not far away, her eyes staring blankly at Jingying's body, and the clothes on her body were stained with blood that had not yet dried up.
Although Xiling Yunqing was close to forty years old and had a lot of experience, he had never seen such a tragic death. He immediately felt dizzy and almost lost his footing.
Xuanyuan Yu quickly stretched out his hand, supported Queen Xiling's body, and said in a very concerned tone: "Mother, are you okay?"
Xiling Yunqing shook his head, stretched out a hand to cover his eyes, and said in a weak voice: "It's okay, Yu'er."
Xuanyuan Yu frowned and said, "Mom, you'd better go to a soft chair and take a rest. Let your son handle this matter. You can just watch from the side. If my son handles anything inappropriately,
Can you point it out again?"
Xiling Yunqing nodded, still covering his eyes with his hands.
Xuanyuan Yu stretched out his hand and waved.
The leader of the Royal Forest Army understood immediately, moved a comfortable soft chair from Fusheng Hall, placed it in a blood-free place, and helped Xiling Yunqing sit down.
"Xuanyuan Yangyue."
Xuanyuan Yu took a step forward, with his hands behind his back, and his eyes like black holes locked tightly on the beautiful woman with a bloodless face who was slumped on the ground. His voice was like the ghost from hell, "Jingying, but
Did you kill him?"
In the haze, Xuanyuanyang Yue, who had fallen into a state of emptiness, vaguely heard the voice of her most beloved.
She raised her head suddenly and saw Xuanyuan Yu's handsome and cold face that was as cold as a celestial being.
Xuanyuan Yangyue came back to her senses in an instant, supported the vermilion pillar, stood up slowly, and gently wrapped her bloodless thin lips, saying: "No... I didn't kill her. She died by herself.
It had nothing to do with me, I just tied her up and didn't kill her."
Xuanyuan Yu's handsome face immediately darkened, and he scolded sternly: "Anyone with long eyes can see that Jingying was cut into pieces by your puppet Jin Yuan's control thread. Do you still want to quibble?"
"I'm not making excuses!" Xuanyuan Yangyue suddenly became anxious, and her body was shaking with excitement. She stretched out a finger, pointed at the minced flesh and corpses on the ground, and said sharply, "It's Jingying.
I died by myself! I didn’t kill her! I don’t know why she died! I just wanted to teach her a lesson and ruined the Qian Yuyi that the princess was dancing with..."
"Princess Yangyue!" Jingshu, who had been throwing herself on Jingying's broken corpse in pain, suddenly raised her head, her eyes were red, and she glared at Xuanyuan Yangyue with an extremely malicious look, her voice was almost hoarse.
, "We sisters have been with you for ten years and have served you with all our heart. Not only did you kill my slave's sister ruthlessly, but you also used such ridiculous excuses to shirk responsibility. Do you still have any conscience at all!!"
Jingshu suffered the pain of losing her sister, and the shrill voice echoed in the sky above Fusheng Hall, making everyone couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.
"I said it wasn't me who killed him!" Xuanyuanyang Yue was so anxious that she yelled at Jingshu.