Duan Qingli's expression changed. She stared at Mu Yun'an who was standing next to Xiao Chengyi. Thinking of what she had said before, she felt furious for a moment.
She sneered and said: "The saint is really good at it. I wonder what method you used to confuse the saint?"
He thought that a man like Wu Xuanye would not be deceived by beauty. He obviously had a better future and could become a legend in southern Xinjiang, but he fell from the sky to the earth and was shattered to pieces.
Mu Yun'an smiled and said with a slightly shy look: "Your Majesty is wrong. We two really love each other. There is no such thing as seduction."
"Love each other?"
Duan Qingli sneered: "Isn't the person you love the regent of Nanyue? How come you are already in love with someone else in just over a month?"
Mu Yun'an smiled and said: "People cannot be resurrected after death, do I have to guard a dead person and never marry?
In fact, His Majesty and I are kindred spirits, but you chose power, while I chose to find another lover."
"Should you find another lover or betray yourself to avenge Xiao Chengyi?"
Duan Qingli snorted and said to Xiao Chengyi: "Holy Son, you have to think clearly whether it is worth ruining your reputation for a woman?"
Xiao Chengyi raised his eyebrows and said in a calm voice: "I should ask Your Majesty this question, is it worth it for you to live your life as a true loner for a man?
If you don't believe that there is true love in the world, you will break up those who love each other. If you can't get it, you won't let others get it.
You keep saying it's for Southern Xinjiang, but wasn't this situation caused by you alone? If you hadn't killed Xiao Chengyi, how would there have been the siege of the city today?
You are self-righteous and think that as long as there are saints and saints in southern Xinjiang, you can protect the ancestors' inheritance for generations to come. But what will be the result?
You have awakened the Holy Son and found the Holy Girl, haven’t the lands of Southern Xinjiang been destroyed in your hands?”
"Shut up."
Duan Qingli couldn't help but roared angrily as she listened to Xiao Chengyi's heart-wrenching words. She gritted her teeth and said: "As the Holy Son of Southern Border, you are here to confuse the public with your lies. Since you have abandoned Southern Border, how can you be alone?"
I will leave you alone."
As she spoke, she gave an order: "Come here."
He saw the imperial guards pouring in and surrounding the main hall.
Duan Qingli stood up, like a king looking down on the world, and said in a cold voice: "Take down the Holy Son."
However, no one among the imperial guards moved.
Duan Qingli was stunned for a moment, then her expression changed and her tone became a bit colder: "Are you all deaf when I let you take down the Holy Son?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a sword suddenly appeared on her neck, biting and cold, and accompanied by the man's deep voice: "Please forgive me, I cannot respect your order."
Duan Qingli stiffened, and when she looked back, she saw Qingyang's stern face, which no longer had the respect and gentleness of the past, and the sword in his hand was falling on her neck.
At that moment, her mind suddenly went blank. She was shocked and disbelieving.
It took a long time for Duan Qingli to react. She stared at the man in front of her and said, "Even you want to betray me?"
Qingyang's face was expressionless and he said: "Your Majesty is wrong. I have never been loyal to you, so how can I betray you?"