Baili Feiyue took a deep breath, took two steps forward and took Princess Mo Li's pulse.
It didn't move for a while.
Sure enough, he had been dead for a long time.
She moved her gaze upwards, and there was only one wound on Princess Mo Li's body. It was also a fatal wound, and it went through her heart...
After a while, Baili Feiyue gently picked up Princess Mo Li's hanging hand and placed it in her own arms, which was being held by Dongfang Qing.
Dongfang Qing didn't look at her and continued to move forward with Princess Mo Li in his arms.
Baili Feiyue opened her mouth, but no words came out.
But at this time, the messenger came again, a step later than Dongfang Qing and others.
Baili Feiyue lowered her voice, "What's going on?"
"Back to Your Highness, it's the black-armored soldiers. Approaching the edge of the Shuiyue Oasis, some of the black-armored soldiers suddenly went crazy and turned to attack the Xiyue King and his party."
"The surrounding dragon guards couldn't help even if they wanted to. The other black-armored soldiers around were pestering the dragon guards who wanted to help. The dragon guards simply couldn't do anything. By the time the general got the news and broke through the obstacles and arrived, it was already... too late..."
When Baili Feiyue heard this, it was obvious that this was intentional.
The target is Princess Moli!
No wonder, no wonder, compared to Princess Mo Li, Dongfang Qing had many more injuries.
It must have been Dongfang Qing who blocked Princess Mo Li in order to protect her!
And Princess Mo Li has always been well protected. The moment she fails to protect her, it will be Princess Mo Li's death!
The other party obviously didn't want to torture Princess Mo Li, to put it simply, he just wanted to kill her.
What did Baili Feiyue think of? Dongfang Ye, an old man, is really not his father!
Baili Feiyue was not wrong. At this moment, Dongfang Qing, who was holding Princess Mo Li, had walked step by step towards Dongfang Ye's camp.
Obviously, Dongfang Qing also has a clear mind.
Many people around Dongfang Ye were shocked and confused when they saw him like this.
I don't even know if I should make way.
After all, it was Dongfang Ye who spoke first, with no emotion or anger in his voice as usual, "Let him come over."
The people around Dongfang Ye finally made way. Dongfang Ye carried Princess Mo Li and walked inside. The subordinates behind him also wanted to follow, but they were stopped by Dongfang Ye's people.
‘Swish, swish, swish’, the two sides instantly faced each other with swords!
The meaning is obvious, Dongfang Qing can go there, but his followers cannot.
There were so many people at the scene, and there were loud shouts of killing in the distance, and the smell of blood hit the nostrils in waves with the hot and fishy wind.
But this time, at this moment when Dongfang Ye's people and Dongfang Ye's people were facing each other with swords, both the sense of hearing and smell seemed to be blocked and malfunctioning.
Many people on Dongfang Ye's side and Qian Qingwu's side subconsciously held their breath.
Dongfang Ye and Dongfang Qing are father and son, but now the power relationship between them is so subtle!
A country never needs two ‘emperors’! It will never allow two emperors to give orders at the same time!
Baili Feiyue stared at that side with vigilant eyes, and quietly retreated to Qian Qingwu's side. First, she shook Qian Qingwu's hand comfortingly, then gritted her teeth and whispered, "Princess Moli is dead.
Dongfang Ye did it.”
Qian Qingwu, as Dongfang Qing's mother, naturally investigated the relationship between Princess Mo Li and Dongfang Qing. When she heard this, her beautiful eyes turned cold, "He can really do it!"
"Mom, don't you know Dongfang Ye? For his ambition, there is nothing he can't do."
His eyes became even colder, "Mom, we don't need to waste time with him like this. I'll ask the disciples of the Holy Cult to help."
"Don't involve Saint..."
Before Qian Qingwu finished speaking, Baili Feiyue said calmly, "The Holy Cult has never stayed out of the matter, not to mention..." The corner of her lips curled up, almost making people's hair stand on end, "Even if I don't give the order, the people of the Holy Cult will only
I’m afraid it’s coming too.”
Qian Qingwu also knew that when she came into contact with Dongfang Qing and Ling Duannian and their entourage, she was probably...
Thinking of this, the emotions in my heart are even more complicated.
Didn't avoid it after all.
Thinking of this, he looked across at Dongfang Ye.
His eyes became a few degrees colder.
The two parties were facing each other with swords and swords, and the injured people around Dongfang Qing were like an egg hitting a stone.
She knew that Dongfang Ye would not take action against the child Dongfang Qing, at least for now, he had not entertained the idea of harming his life. However, now this child is already the majestic monarch of Xiyue Kingdom!
Not a three-year-old child, let alone his accessory possessions!
All things are going on now, Dongfang Ye thinks he is good to the child, but where does he actually put the child?
Baili Feiyue also knew that Dongfang Qing was not in danger of his life, but he still kept his gaze on the other side to watch the imminent scene. At the same time, he summoned the spies of the Holy Cult who were following him, "Send a signal to all nearby Holy Cults."
Disciple, I will chop off as many heads as the black-armored troops have!"
"Yes, Lord." Soon, all the other members of the Holy Cult behind her followed the order and left. Only the old woman remained behind her to protect her.
Over there, Dongfang Ye's people still didn't get out of the way, and Dongfang Qing's people didn't put down their weapons either.
Dongfang Ye's long eyes were unpredictable, and once again, "I said, let him come over."
Those who stood in the way quietly backed away.
Dongfang Qing held Princess Mo Li and walked step by step to Dongfang Ye and stopped three feet away.
The people around him were almost holding their breath.
"Is this what you want?" This was a cold nonsense, but he still asked.
Dongfang Ye frowned slightly, "Old Qi, are you blaming me?" He didn't even look at Princess Mo Li in Dongfang Qing's arms, and said calmly, "I told you a long time ago that this woman is not suitable for you."
Although there is an empty shell hanging with the name of Princess Da Jing, there is no background at all.
It would be fine if she was just an orphan girl. Lao Qi would keep her by her side and play with her if she liked. However, she had the title of Princess Dajing attached to her.
What's more...
Lao Qi cares too much about this woman.
Because he cares so much, Lao Qi wants to give the other party the honor of queen. What's even more frightening is that Lao Qi has no other woman besides this woman in these years.
How could such deep affection be a good thing for an emperor?
Dongfang Qing seemed to chuckle.
This laughter gave the people around me a very ominous and creepy feeling. Because everyone could see that a person who was so sad that he almost lost any emotion actually laughed at this time!!
He looked at Princess Moli's lifeless face and said, "Ali, I will take you away."
Dongfang Ye also had a very ominous feeling in his heart. He lowered his eyebrows and said, "You're here, Lao Qi, where are you going at this time?"
Dongfang Qing stopped, and the sarcastic smile on his lips was cold and irritating, "Where else can we go? Of course, go back to Xiyue and become a good emperor." He smiled again, "Isn't this what you want to see most, father?