"Why are you so annoyed? You and Jingying are both slaves bought by this princess. If it weren't for this princess, you would have starved to death on the street. At this time, you dare to bite your master back. What on earth do you think?
Do you still have any conscience?"
Jingshu was completely stunned by such a roar.
What logic is this?
Her sister was killed by the woman in front of her, but she and her dead sister have no conscience?
The more Jingshu thought about it, the more funny it became. In the end, her whole body seemed to have collapsed and she started to laugh up at the sky.
He was obviously laughing, but it made people feel the desolation of his heart breaking.
The eyes of many people in Fusheng Palace dimmed, and a few soft-hearted noble ladies even began to wipe away tears.
"Xuanyuan Yangyue." Xuanyuan Yu took a deep breath, his chest heaved violently, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You are simply crazy."
He has never been so lucky as he is now. The escape from the marriage a year ago was really the right thing to do.
If he had not resisted at that time and had married Xuanyang Yue according to the wishes of his father and uncle, wouldn't he have put a madman next to his pillow?
"Am I crazy?" Xuanyuan Yangyue's eyes suddenly widened and she stared at Xuanyuan Yu in disbelief. She stretched out a hand and placed it on her heart, with a look of aggrievedness on her face, "Brother Yu, how can you talk like this?
I was wronged!"
Xuanyuan Yu's black hole-like eyes flashed with deep disgust, and he stopped paying attention to her.
One more look at this vicious mad woman will make him so sick that he won't be able to eat for three days.
"By the order of this prince, Xuanyuan Yangyue murdered the second-grade female officer Jingying and was thrown into death row. The Senate will hold a trial tomorrow!" Xuanyuan Yu turned his head and waved his hand.
"Yes! I take my orders!"
The leader of the Royal Forest Army bowed respectfully to Xuanyuan Yu, and then asked his men to cut Xuanyuan Yangyue's hands behind his back and try to tie them up with ropes.
But--
"Let me go! I'm not guilty! I'm unjust!"
Xuanyuanyang Yue struggled like crazy. The golden patterns on her ten fingers shone with dazzling light, and ten golden silk threads flew out, cutting the body tied to her into pieces.
"Brother Yu, you can't do this to me!" Xuanyuan Yangyue became anxious and started fighting at the imperial guards.
Xuanyuan Yangyue herself was a second-level great martial artist with a strong cultivation level. After a dozen moves, she used a golden puppet to control the silk thread and broke the arms of two forest guards in succession, causing blood to spatter.
"Ahh——"
The ladies of the princes and nobles who came to watch the show in Fusheng Palace screamed in horror.
The scene fell into ultimate chaos.
"I want to see my father! I refuse to accept it! You can't arrest me. I am the princess and my father is the regent. You have no right to arrest me!" Xuanyuan Yangyue shouted while forcing the surrounding imperial guards to retreat.
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Xuanyuan Yu's eyes turned cold, and he stretched out a big hand. A silver ancient pattern suddenly appeared on the palm of his hand, and a pale golden moon slowly rose from the palm of his hand.
The dazzling moonlight is like a horse training.
Dance of the Silver Moon!
The entire Fusheng Hall suddenly surged with extremely rich pure golden energy, and the radiance of the silver moon shone across the earth.
Xuanyuan Yu is now a sixth-level martial spirit. Many ladies from princely and aristocratic families with lower cultivation levels in Fusheng Hall fainted directly because they could not withstand such strong pressure of vitality.