Xi Ziyan returned to the Nine Realms.
At noon, while Qingge was resting, everyone in the old mansion of the late emperor was careful to breathe, for fear of disturbing this man.
Murong Chuan escaped from the old mansion of the former emperor and took a deep breath outside the door: "It's so depressing inside. That man is even more sinister than the king. He even said that she is the empress of the heavenly realm."
Can the empress of the Heavenly Realm, a woman who walks out of the low-level plane, have such momentum?
The answer is no.
Murong Chuan found a noodle shop on Changjie. He didn't say anything after eating, but he insisted on teaching the shop how to make noodle authentic. He just pushed me and started doing it.
Murong Chuan knocked everyone from a store down before he lowered his breath at his fist, leaving a domineering word, and left casually: "I am Mr. Ye's man. Your noodles are not delicious, and you still want to collect money? I think you deserve to be beaten."
Those who followed Murong Chuan were already numb and murong Chuan was whispering.
However, the shop owner, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, turned pale when he heard the words "Young Master Ye" and never dared to speak more, for fear of causing unintentional disaster.
It will soon be Mrs. Dingliu’s funeral.
Mu Qingxue cried even more sad than those two sons. The queen stared at Mu Qingxue with her vicious eyes.
Mu Qingxue was protected by Young Master Ye, and she really didn't dare to take action. Fortunately, Mu Qingxue came out of the old mansion of the late emperor.
The queen winked at his subordinates, and suddenly, Young Master Ye showed up at the funeral with him.
Qingge took the three incense sticks handed by his maid and bowed to the cold coffin.
"Madam, it's easy to go."
Some people disappear with a smile.
The killer hiding in the dark dared not attack Mu Qingxue anymore.
Mu Qingxue knelt on the ground and cried so hard that she was weak. When she saw Qingge's arrival, she was very grateful.
Mrs. Dingxiang's youngest son was wearing a pale mourning dress and a white hat on his head. Suddenly, he rushed towards Mu Qingxue and punched Mu Qingxue in the face.
Qingge quickly grabbed the wrist of his younger son and glanced at him: "What are you doing?"
The youngest son cried: "It was this woman who killed my mother. If she hadn't hooked and led my father, how could this family be broken? My father was ill in bed and my mother was in the coffin. How could you still be alive?"
The youngest son glared at Mu Qingxue and roared angrily.
Mu Qingxue shook her head: "No, Mrs. Dingxiang did not burn herself, she was killed..."
"Enough!" King Suspension Dragon roared: "Do you, an outsider, know her better than I do?"
Mu Qingxue was a little stunned.
Qingge sneered.
The Dragon King knew the truth better than anyone else, but between Mrs. Dingliu and Queen, he finally chose the latter.
He received the gift from the Seventh Princess and was expected to break through the original realm. At that time, the descendants of the dragon belonged to Huangfu Qi. If he punished the queen for Lady Dingxiang, Huangfu Qi would hate him.
Men who are kings are all ruthless.
Qingge looked at the black coffin on the front, and the relics in the realm of nothingness suddenly shone out golden light.
The scene of that birthday party appeared in her mind.
The queen invited Mrs. Dingliu to burn her with fire.
She gave up her struggle with pride.
She had long since wanted to live, just for her two sons.
Now she and the queen are irreconcilable. She is unwilling to make the palace mess and willingly walk into the trap.
Qingge came to his senses and saw Mu Qingxue crawling on the ground and crying with endurance.
Unexpectedly, Mu Qingxue was the only one in this world who was obsessed with that pitiful truth.
When the coffin was carried away, Mu Qingxue cried and wanted to hug the coffin, and wanted to bury it in the loess with Mrs. Dingxiang.
At first, the spectators who suspected Mu Qingxue was pretending to be sad and sad, were shocked by the heart-wrenching cry and moved.
Only Qingge understands that it is just because everyone in the Shangguan family is very cold, and only Mrs. Dingxiang treats her sincerely.
When she was abandoned by everyone, Mrs. Dingxiang gave her a life-saving straw.
Mu Qingxue fainted from crying. No one cared about Mu Qingxue who fell to the ground, but only felt annoying.
Qingge picked up Mu Qingxueheng and took it out.
The queen led a few people, "Young Master Ye, please keep Qingxue."
Singing and stamping his feet, his pair of evil eyes looked at the queen calmly.
"Are you teaching me to do things?" Qingge asked.
The queen lowered her head: "I dare not."
"Then get out."
“…”
Qingge returned to the old mansion of the late emperor with the fainting Mu Qingxue unobstructed.
She is not a person with mercy, but her heart is easy to soften.
In the evening, the leader of the Armor-breaking Army found out all the injustice of Hua Wulei, the former soldier of Lukas Mercenary Group. The female culprit was punished by five hundred people and exiled to the wilderness.
On this day, Hua Wulei rode a horse to become the King of Tongtian. When he left the imperial capital, it was also the day when the female Lucas in charge was loaded in a prison car to send it to the wilderness.
Two rows of men.
Hua Wulei was wearing a royal suit, her gray short hair was particularly eye-catching, but her expression was cold and resolute.
The prison car beside her and the clothes on the female in charge were smashed by whips and sticks, and the blue and purple marks were crisscrossed.
The dazzling light made her unable to open her eyes. She tried her best, and her eyes could only open a small slit.
She saw Hua Wuxie on the horse, carrying the Qiankun and the Heavenly Semi, full of momentum and breeze.
Ah, Hua Wulei is already the king of heaven, with thirty cities and countless resources.
And she became a prisoner.
There is no flower red for a hundred days, who knows who will make mistakes today?
"No tears..."
Hua Wulei heard a very light voice and turned his head to look at the female in charge: "Thank you."
The female in charge doesn't understand.
"Without you, there would be no today's King of Heaven." Hua Wulei laughed, tightened the reins, and drove away with his horse.
The team behind him followed Hua Wulei.
The female in charge's prison car walked out of the imperial capital and headed to the terrifying wilderness.
Her hands kept holding the railing of the prison car, stretching out a bloody face in the gaps, staring at Hua Wulei's back.
Hua Wulei went further and further, just like their past friendship, she had already died in that morning full of changes.
"Hua Wulei, don't think about liberation. If you can't get rid of me, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost. I will pester you if I die." The female in charge roared.
Hua Wulei, who has gone far away, cannot hear it, and is happily moving towards a new life.
Imperial capital, Prince's Mansion.
Helanchun's children were gone, and the imperial doctors came and went, sweating profusely.
Huangfu Qi paved and asked anxiously: "How is it?"
"Crown Prince, it's gone." The imperial doctor said with difficulty.
Huangfu Qi frowned and looked at He Lanchun: "What the hell is going on?"
He Lanchun held Huangfu Qi's hand: "It's Arou, she pushed me. Now we have no evidence. She is Mr. Ye's man again. Your Highness, please don't blame her."
"Arou?" Huangfu Qi's expression was complicated and he was not angry.
Chapter completed!