Emperor Ning frowned, his eyes were cold, he glared at Murong Qianjue, and scolded, "Fu Su! Did you teach her to do this? You have to think it over before you talk!"
Emperor Ning doted on Zongzheng Fusu, so naturally he didn't want him to be involved.
Murong Qianjue nodded again without even thinking about it, "Reporting to Your Majesty, it was indeed Wei Chen who taught her to do this."
Dongfang Jing narrowed her eyes, her brows were already wrinkled.
From her point of view, Zhong Liyi's party could help her, but the Lord Ghost King was the last one to help her! The kindness and resentment between them cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences. There is probably only one word that Dongfang Jing can think of to describe their relationship, and that is - natural enemy.
Natural enemies, how could they come forward to protect her
Murong Qianjue's big palm was still hanging on Dongfang Jing's waist, but Dongfang Jing looked confused and couldn't figure it out.
"Your Majesty, I don't have the slightest intention of treason." Murong Qianjue suddenly raised his head, his eyes raised, and he stared straight at Yuchimo.
Yu Chimo was startled by his purple eyes, and couldn't help taking a step back.
Only then did Murong Qianjue turn around, and continued to say to Emperor Ning, "Your Majesty probably forgot that this minister is a person who is in mourning..."
Emperor Ning was slightly stunned, his eyes moved, and suddenly realized.
"Prince Gong's mansion has only passed away for more than a month, but I was negligent and forgot about it!" He slapped his head and felt relieved.
Murong Qianjue nodded, his eyes dimmed, and his face showed shame, "What I want her to do is just to miss his dead wife."
Dongfang Jing was stunned, she didn't expect that the ghost king would say these words to protect her! She broke into Princess Gong's mourning hall by mistake that day, and knew how important Princess Gong was in the other party's heart. Now, in order to save his insignificant self, even Princess Gong moved out. This... What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd? !
"Father..."
Yu Chimo frowned, seeing that Dongfang Jing was about to be put to death, he was a little unwilling.
Murong Qianjue preempted him and said, "His Royal Highness seems to dislike Wan Yun very much, but as far as this king knows, Wan Yun had a relationship with His Royal Highness in the past... Your Royal Highness, you are really heartless!" "
Murong Qian is by no means like Zongzheng Fusu, relying on his unfathomable martial arts, he is always reckless in his words and actions, he can say anything!
"What kind of love?! Zongzheng Fusu! Don't talk nonsense!" Yu Chimo was forced into a hurry and lost his original composure.
"Is this king talking nonsense, then I have to ask the Seventh Prince who was very happy that day and went to celebrate the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty!" Murong Qianjue sneered, "The Seventh Prince is disabled, which girl is willing to marry him? Ruin the happiness of the rest of my life in vain? Wasn’t it all because of you, Your Highness, that Wan Yun was willing to get on the sedan chair?!”
"Zongzheng Fusu, what nonsense are you talking about?!" Yu Chimo became more anxious as he listened.
"That day, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince replaced His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince to go to the prime minister's mansion to pick up the bride. During the wedding reception, he never mentioned to Wan Yun who the groom was. Wan Yun got into the sedan chair because he admired you, Your Highness. This matter , There are no fewer than a few people who know." Murong Qianjue raised his purple eyes, looked at Xia Qinglan who was on the side, and asked, "Master Xia, you were there at that time, don't you think so?"
Xia Qinglan was stupefied a long time ago, nothing that happened tonight could make him understand!
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