At noon, when Qingge was taking a rest, everyone in the late emperor's old mansion was even breathing carefully, for fear of disturbing the master.
Murong Chuan escaped from the former emperor's old palace and took a deep breath outside the door: "It's so depressing and terrifying inside. That man is more sinister than the king, and he actually said that she is the empress of the heaven."
Can the Empress of Heaven, a woman who came out of a lower plane, have such momentum?
the answer is negative.
Murong Chuan found a noodle shop on Long Street. He didn't give me any money after he finished eating, and he insisted on teaching the shop owner how to make authentic noodles.
Murong Chuan beat everyone in the shop to the ground before sighing into his fist, leaving behind a domineering word, and left calmly: "I am from Mr. Ye, your noodles are not delicious, why do you still want to charge me?
I think you deserve to be beaten."
The people who followed Murong Chuan were already numb to Murong Chuan's whistling.
On the other hand, the store owner with a bruised nose and face turned pale when he heard the words Mr. Ye, and did not dare to speak any more for fear of causing unnecessary disaster.
It will be Mrs. Lilac's funeral soon.
Mu Qingxue cried even more sadly than the two sons. The queen stared at Mu Qingxue with vicious eyes.
Mu Qingxue was protected by Mr. Ye, so she really didn't dare to take action. Fortunately, Mu Qingxue came out of the former emperor's old mansion.
The queen winked at her subordinates, and suddenly, Young Master Ye appeared at the funeral with others.
Qing Ge took the three sticks of incense handed by the maid and bowed towards the cold coffin.
"Ma'am, have a good trip."
Some people just smile and disappear.
The killer hiding in the dark did not dare to attack Mu Qingxue again.
Mu Qingxue knelt on the ground crying until she became weak. Seeing Qingge's arrival, she was extremely grateful.
Mrs. Lilac's youngest son, wearing pale mourning clothes and a white hat on his head, suddenly rushed towards Mu Qingxue and punched Mu Qingxue in the face.
Qingge quickly grabbed her youngest son's wrist with quick eyes and squinted at him: "What are you doing?"
The younger son cried: "It was this woman who killed my mother. If she hadn't seduced my father, how could this family be torn apart?"
My father is ill in bed, and my mother is in a coffin, how the hell are you still alive?"
The youngest son glared at Mu Qingxue and roared.
Mu Qingxue shook her head: "No, Mrs. Dingxiang did not set herself on fire, she was killed..." "That's enough!"
King Jianglong shouted: "Do you, an outsider, know her better than I do?"
Mu Qingxue was a little stunned.
Qing Ge sneered.
King Jianglong knew the truth better than anyone else, but between Lady Lilac and the Queen, he finally chose the latter.
He received a gift from the Seventh Princess, and was expected to break through the Origin Realm. By then, the Dragon Subduing River and the Mountains would all belong to Huangfu Qi. If he punished the Queen because of Lady Lilac, Huangfu Qi would hate him.
Men who are kings are ruthless.
Qingge looked at the black coffin in front of her, and the relics in the realm of nothingness suddenly glowed with golden light.
The image of that night's birthday party appeared in her mind.
The queen invited Lady Lilac and burned her with fire.
Arrogant and proud, she gave up her struggle.
She no longer wanted to live, just for the sake of her two sons.
But now she and the queen are at odds with each other. She doesn't want to make the palace a mess and willingly walks into the trap.
Qingge came back to her senses and saw Mu Qingxue lying on the ground, crying uncontrollably.
Unexpectedly, Mu Qingxue is the only one in this world who is obsessed with that pitiful truth.
When the coffin was carried away, Mu Qingxue cried and wanted to hold the coffin and be buried in the loess with Mrs. Lilac.
The onlookers who at first suspected that Mu Qingxue was being hypocritical and sad were now shocked and moved by the heart-wrenching cries.
Only Qing Ge understands this, simply because everyone in Shangguan Mansion is cold-hearted, and only Mrs. Ding Xiang treats her sincerely.
When she was abandoned by everyone, Mrs. Lilac gave her a life-saving straw.
Mu Qingxue fainted from crying. No one cared about Mu Qingxue who fell to the ground. They only thought it was an eyesore.
Qingge picked up Mu Qingxue and took her out.
The queen led a few people and said, "Mr. Ye, please keep Qingxue here."
He sang softly and stamped his feet, looking at the queen calmly with a pair of evil eyes.
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Qing Ge asked.
The queen lowered her head: "I dare not."
"Then get out."
"..." Qingge brought the fainted Mu Qingxue back to the former emperor's old mansion without any hindrance.
She is not a person who is overflowing with compassion, but her heart is easily softened.
In the evening, the leader of the armor-piercing army found out all the grievances of Hua Wulei, the former commander of the Lucas Mercenary Group. The culprit, the female person in charge, was punished with a five-hundred-dollar rod and banished to the wilderness.
On this day, Hua Wulei rode on horseback and took up the post of King Tongtian. When he left the imperial capital, it was also the day when the female supervisor, Lucas, was put in a prison car and sent to the wilderness.
Two columns of people and horses.
Hua Wulei was wearing royal robes, her short gray hair was particularly eye-catching, but her expression was cold and resolute.
The prison car beside him and the clothes of the female person in charge were all beaten to pieces by whips and sticks, with bruises and bruises crisscrossing them.
The dazzling light made it impossible for her to open her eyes. She tried her best, but could only open her eyes a tiny slit.
She saw Hua Wuwu on the horse, carrying the universe on its back, full of momentum, and the breeze on its face.
Ah, Hua Wulei is already the King of Tongtian, with thirty cities and countless resources.
And she actually became a prisoner.
Flowers don't bloom for a hundred days, who knows who will make a mistake today.
"No tears..." Hua Wu Lei heard a very soft voice and turned his head to look at the female person in charge: "Thank you."
The female person in charge didn't understand.
"Without you, there would be no King Tongtian today."
Hua Wu Lei laughed, tightened the reins, and rode away on horseback.
The team behind them followed Hua Wulei.
The female leader's prison car left the Imperial City and headed for the terrifying wilderness.
She kept holding on to the railings of the prison car with her hands, sticking out a blood-stained face in the gap between them, staring at Hua Wulei's back.
Hua Wu Lei walked further and further away, just like their past friendship, which had long since died on that morning full of changes.
"Hua Wu Lei, don't think about liberation. You can't get rid of me. I won't let you go even if I am a ghost. I will still haunt you even if I die."
The female person in charge roared.
The departing flowers cannot be heard without tears, they are happily moving towards a new life.
Imperial Capital City, Prince's Mansion.
He Lanchun's child was gone, and the imperial doctors came and went, sweating profusely.
Huangfu Qi paced and asked anxiously: "How is it?"
"Prince, it's gone."
The doctor said with difficulty.
Huangfu Qi frowned and looked at He Lanchun: "What is going on?"
He Lanchun held Huangfu Qi's hand: "It was Ah Rou. She pushed me. Now we have no evidence. She is Ye Gongzi's person. Your Highness, please don't blame her."
"Arou?"
Huangfu Qi's expression was complicated, but he was not angry.
He Lanchun's heart fell to the bottom, and his eyes turned black.
Huangfu Qi thought that Arou was heartless and had lost her heart. In this case, Arou would push He Lanchun, which meant that she still had him in her heart.