"Luo'er is not guilty! Luo'er protected the entire Yingyang Imperial Capital and is a meritorious official. I will not compromise unless you provide evidence!"
Ling Zhan's face was very ugly. Under his two long eyebrows were a pair of extremely sharp eyes. He sat firmly on the high seat, stared at Yu Mingshen, and said: "Yu Zuoxiang, about you
There is no concrete evidence that Luo'er brutally killed Xijiu Emperor Xuanzu, so please take her back."
"This is the emperor's decree!" Yu Mingshen clasped his hands and pointed to the sky, with an extremely unruly look on his face, "Does General Ling want to resist the decree?"
An anti-death hat pressed heavily on Ling Zhan's head. The old man's face turned pale, and the muscles on his face were spasming with anger.
"I'll go."
A clean and crisp voice resounded in the hall, Ling Luo stepped into the threshold and walked step by step in front of Yu Mingshen.
Ling Luo looked at Yu Mingshen's slightly sinister face and said in a deep voice: "Prime Minister Yu Zuo, please clear it up."
What's the point of embarrassing her family?
She naturally takes full responsibility for what Ling Luo does.
"Luo'er——" The moment Ling Zhan saw Ling Luo, he called out worriedly.
Ling Luo turned around, smiled at Ling Zhan, and said softly: "Don't worry, grandpa, I will be fine."
Yu Ming snorted deeply, gently stroked his mustache, and raised a rather proud smile on his lips.
Ling Luo followed Yu Mingshen and got into the carriage entering the palace of Xijiu Kingdom.
The carriage had a large space. Ling Luo sat in a corner, looking out the window, feeling a little empty.
What is supposed to come will eventually come.
The carriage drove very fast, and soon it arrived at the entrance of the palace.
When Ling Luo got out of the car, two guards held knives crossed in front of her face, looking fierce.
"Miss Ling San, criminals must have their hands tied when they come to the palace for an audience. Please cooperate."
With faces as hard as stone and voices without a trace of warmth, these two soldiers were obviously not trained by the Ling family's army.
Ling Luo stood still and resisted silently.
"Ling Luo, why don't you just surrender and capture him?" Yu Mingshen stuck his head out of the carriage and jumped down in a somewhat sinister manner.
Ling Luo looked at the middle-aged man steadily and said coldly: "I am not guilty. You have no right to sanction me, let alone restrict my freedom."
"Bold! You have killed countless people. You killed the true son before, and now you have dared to take advantage of your ambition and killed Emperor Xuanzu. Your crime is unforgivable!" A very sinister look flashed across Yu Mingshen's eyes.
Ling Luo's expression remained unchanged, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.
Yu Mingshen, this old man, really holds a grudge.
but--
A flash of extremely black flame suddenly burned in Ling Luo's hand, an extremely cold light flashed in his eyes, and an almost eerie smile curled up at the corner of his lips, like an evil ghost.
"Prime Minister Yu, I will give you two choices now. First, if you step out of the way, I will step into the palace in a fair and just way; second, I will kill you, step on your body, and step into the palace in a fair and square way.
"
A chill flashed across Yu Mingshen's face, and a look of fear flashed across his face. He could clearly feel that the killing intent emanating from Ling Luo was definitely not just talk.
"How? Do you have an answer?" Ling Luo raised her eyebrows, her eyes were extremely cold, and said, "My patience is very bad."