"I remember that you and Ye'er have a good relationship, and they always play in harmony."
The queen's dark eyes stared straight at her, and said coldly: "Ye'er is no longer here, and you must be in unbearable grief. I will personally send you on your way. Aren't you willing?"
Who can do this?!
She is still so young and will be a queen in the future. Who would want to be buried with a carefree and useless prince?
And the prince is obviously not dead yet!!
Yun Qingyue was screaming in her heart, full of resentment and unwillingness, but she didn't dare to say a word.
The queen stared at her with a sinister look, as if to say that if she dared or not, what awaited her would not be a simple sword across the throat, but Ling Chi would be worse off than dead.
At this critical moment when her life was hanging by a thread, Yun Qingyue's mind was clearer than ever before.
Her mind was spinning rapidly, and she saw the man in black holding a sword to her neck, and blood was about to splash three feet in the next second!
Yun Qingyue suddenly shouted: "I have a way! I have a way to save the prince!!"
"Shua!"
The cold light of the long sword kissed her neck.
Yun Qingyue was so scared that she closed her eyes tightly, and her heartbeat seemed to have stopped.
At this moment, a heavenly voice sounded: "Wait a minute!"
The sword suddenly stopped.
A bright red blood mark was scratched on Yun Qingyue's trembling neck.
Just a little bit closer to slitting her throat...
However, the sword stopped there.
The man in black grabbed her hair mercilessly, dragged her up the steps, and threw her at the Queen's feet.
Yun Qingyue's hands, feet, and knees were all bruised, bruised, and bleeding. She was shivering in pain, her face was pale, and her back was covered in cold sweat. She lay on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.
The queen stood in front of her, raised her chin with the toe of her shoe, and looked straight in the eyes: "Can you say it again?"
"..." Yun Qingyue was so frightened that her pupils were blurred, and she could not speak.
"I want you to say it again!"
The queen suddenly became furious and kicked her hard in the face.
Yun Qingyue screamed miserably after being kicked. The bridge of Xiu Ting's nose was crushed and her mouth and nose were filled with blood. She fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment.
"If you dare to fool me, I will make your life worse than death now!" The queen gritted her teeth.
"I said...I said..." Yun Qingyue burst into tears and rolled on her knees on the ground, kowtowing to her desperately, "The mother-in-law knows it well, and the daughter-in-law does not dare to lie..."
She was just taking a gamble and was not willing to die like this.
Unexpectedly, the words he blurted out actually touched the queen and allowed her to save her life.
But the crisis has not been resolved.
Yun Qingyue had no idea what kind of illness the prince was suffering from.
What can she do to save the prince?
Kneeling on the ground, Yun Qingyue was covered in cold sweat, her face was covered with blood, and she was trembling in severe pain and fear.
She tried her best to calm down: "Mother clearly knows that this matter... This matter is of great importance. I dare not say it in front of so many people. I also ask my mother to step aside and my daughter-in-law... my daughter-in-law will explain it to you in detail."<
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Of course this is also an excuse.
Yun Qingyue racked her brains to delay time.
The queen looked at her coldly, not knowing whether she had seen through her lie or had other ideas, and sneered: "Why bother?"
She waved her hand coldly, "If you don't want outsiders to hear, then kill them all!"