But at this moment, the most important thing to her is Xi Jin. She must go to Wuji Palace immediately to prevent Xi Jin from overturning the verdict!
The two palace maids following her glared at her and left quickly with Xijin.
Luo Qingchen stood there, with a nice curve at the corner of her mouth.
This plan had to go back an hour before, when she personally taught Xi Li Mian Sheng what to say that was most likely to reverse the case.
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"When you come to the emperor, you only need to say three things: first, why Mu Tiantian came with cakes. Second, how did Xijin arrange an appointment with Mu Tiantian when he just returned to the palace that day. Third, what happened? Who would be so stupid as to kill someone in his own palace?"
"Will the Emperor let me reverse the verdict?"
"It's a bit difficult." Luo Qingchen frowned and said, "After all, these words are just inferences."
"What if...what if the emperor is indifferent?"
After a long time, Luo Qingchen's eyelashes trembled slightly and she said, "Just tell him: That year when it snowed heavily, Xi Jin knelt in the snow and begged the Queen to invite her to visit you."
Luo Qingchen was not sure that Feng Sizui would definitely reverse the case for Xijin, but she could guarantee that he would definitely recall what happened back then.
She owed Xijin and it was time to pay it back.
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In the Wuji Hall, Xi Jin was wearing a prison uniform, his hands were tightly bound by wooden handcuffs, and his face looked a little haggard.
Although Xili felt very distressed when he saw it, at least Xijin came out of that dark place, and that was a good thing.
I have to admit, that girl named Chengzi is really awesome.
At first, the Three Emperors were completely indifferent to what he said. It wasn't until he said the last words that you could feel the change in his eyes.
There was a little bit of light in the dark story that was as dark as ink and stagnant water.
"Your brother wants to reverse the case for you, don't you believe me?" Feng Sizui's voice is like a thousand-year-old ice that cannot be melted, every word can chill people's hearts.
Xijin pursed her lips and kowtowed softly: "Your Majesty, Xijin met you ten years ago. Let's drink and have fun, regardless of identity..."
At this point, she paused, her bloodshot eyes were like broken pearls, and said with tears: "Over the years in the palace, I have watched the emperor become obsessed with one person. At first, there was no unnecessary emotion, but Later, I felt uncomfortable. But even so, Xijin hopes that the person you like, Your Majesty, can see your sincerity and like you... "
Sitting on the high platform, Feng Sizui's fingertips trembled slightly, and his beautiful eyes shone with tiny glimmers, looking at Xi Jin who was kneeling at his feet.
Memories of the past flashed before his eyes, and he thought he had lost his heart and was already living like a living corpse.
But at this moment, he could actually feel his emotions moving.
"Your Majesty—" Xili immediately knelt down and said, "Sister is wrongly accused!"
As the sound fell, a girl's voice flashed in his mind. Suddenly I felt a little stupid and shouldn't have said this...
The next second, he changed his words: "Sister, she...she doesn't even dare to crush an ant to death, it's impossible to kill someone!"
"You're talking nonsense-" A sharp voice came from the door of Wuji Hall, and everyone heard it and passed by.
Mu Yingying ran up to the main hall in three steps and knelt down directly and said: "Your Majesty, it is too much to be too sweet. If you let this murderer go with just a few words, how can you be worthy of my sister's spirit in heaven!"
As Mu Yingying spoke, tears fell down. As if she was really doing it for her sister, she refused to let go of the so-called 'murderer'. (To be continued)