"Don't forget, I am Junshang's wet nurse. I have been with Madam for a hundred years and watched Junshang's birth with my own eyes. In terms of relatives and distances, how can you juniors compare to me? What qualifications do you have to punish me? ?!"
Tong Zhangling's words made the three of Han Ye frown.
They never tortured to extract a confession because they were concerned about Tong's identity as Commander Tong.
Seeing their expressions, Tong Zhangling immediately laughed out loud.
Her resentful eyes fell on Muyan, she gritted her teeth and said: "Jun Muyan, so you are Jun Muyan, the vixen who captivated the seduced king, and even lost the majesty and responsibility of the king."
"Don't be too complacent, Your Majesty has forgotten about you now, he will marry the demons soon, and you bitch is nothing..."
"It's just you, a vixen, still trying to pretend to be the mistress of the Jiyu, don't dream!!"
Muyan squinted her eyes, and was about to speak.
Suddenly, a blue and a black cold light roared from the sky and struck Tong Zhangling directly.
Tong Zhangling let out a scream and fell to the ground, blood gurgling from her body.
Immediately afterwards, two figures descended from the sky one after the other.
One of them landed in front of Tong Zhangling and kicked her flying.
The cold voice echoed in everyone's ears, "Tong Huinian, did I indulge you so much before that it gave you the illusion that Jiyu is in charge of you!"
Tong Zhangling's body was severely restrained due to the pain.
It took a long while before she struggled to get up, and when she saw the man standing in front of her, a frightened expression finally appeared on her arrogant face.
"Your... Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, listen to the old slave's explanation! The old slave really doesn't want to betray you!"
Tong Zhangling prostrates on the ground, crawls towards Di Ming Jue on his knees.
While crawling, he kept crying and begging for mercy: "Your Majesty, everything this old slave did is for you, for the future of Jiyu! You can't just listen to the instigation of those villains and vixens, and then doubt this old slave. You do this , aren't you afraid that Madam Quanxia will feel chilling?"
Hearing her mention of his mother Bai Shengwei, Di Ming Jue's expression suddenly darkened.
Li Weiran on the side also pursed her thin lips, and the corners of her mouth curled into a cold arc.
Di Ming Jue was about to speak when he heard another cold and deep voice behind him.
"He can't even manage the slaves around him well, and let her slander wildly. What's so good about this kind of man."
"Yanyan, listen... mine, it's better to choose another one!"
Hearing this, Di Ming Jue doesn't even care about dealing with Tong Zhangling, he suddenly turns his head and looks coldly at the man in black behind him.
When he saw the scene behind him, his pupils shrank, and the killing intent and anger almost overflowed from his body.
I saw the demon king Shitian dressed in black pulling the young man by his side, carefully checking whether he was injured or not.
Seeing that Muyan's hair was a little messy, she subconsciously reached out to caress it.
But the outstretched hand was in the air, and then retracted with some timidity.
Muyan saw this scene a little funny, but also a little soft-hearted.
She stretched out her hand to grab Jun Shitian's hand, carefully felt his pulse, and asked in a low voice, "Are you alright? Has the Lovesickness Curse occurred?!"
It was the first time that Jun Shitian was so cared for by his precious daughter, and he was completely dumbfounded.
He opened his mouth slightly for a long time but couldn't utter a word.
It was obviously such a cold and arrogant face, but at this moment it showed a bit of stupidity.