Beside Princess Jinxiu, Ah Man, who was wearing a pink maid's outfit, was also staring at her sister. She was familiar with that shy smile, but before, her sister would only show such beauty to her cousin Chu Nanfeng.
Ah Man said again and again in her heart that the princess Jinxiu liked Chu Nanfeng and she had no choice today, but she herself did not believe such words.
Ah Man suddenly hesitated as to whether she should continue, but before she could come up with a conclusion, all the lights in the hall suddenly went out.
After a short silence, all kinds of noisy sounds swept away the previous singing and dancing. The hall was full of exclamations, some shouted to protect the emperor, some shouted for help, and some shouted for someone to come...
In the darkness, a light suddenly lit up, the light of a firefly, and it miraculously calmed the fear in everyone's heart.
Everyone in the hall looked towards the lamp, and suddenly a man stood up after looking at the lamp. In the dim light, a young man with blood on his face could be seen. Before people could see his appearance clearly, when the people around him looked at the young man, strange crying sounds suddenly came to their ears, like the devils in hell struggling and shouting. Just after this creepy sound left fear in their hearts, the young man who was originally standing in the center of the hall suddenly flew towards the center of the hall.
The boy didn't walk over, he pounced over, like a ghost.
"Protect the emperor, protect the emperor." When the court officials saw the young man rushing towards Emperor Murong Zheng, they all shouted loudly, and the officials who reacted quickly had already rushed towards the emperor.
However, when the young man approached Murong Zheng, he suddenly turned around and looked at Concubine Dong with a smile.
"Give me back my life." The young man spoke. It was Murong Kai's voice. After he finished speaking, he extended his hand towards Concubine Dong.
"The third prince, it's the third prince." After hearing Murong Kai's voice, some people were already whispering, and after hearing Murong Kai's words, Concubine Dong showed fear on her face.
"Dong's mother, I have always listened to you. Why did you harm me? Dong's mother, you have caused me so much pain." Along with Murong Kai's voice, the terrifying sound like a ghost crying also reached the ears of everyone present. It also attracted everyone's attention, making people forget that he was an uninvited guest.
The young man slowly reached out his hand, trying to grab Concubine Dong's sleeve. Concubine Dong dodged in fear. She suddenly turned around and grabbed Murong Zheng's arm like a life-saving straw, saying in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, save me, Your Majesty, save me."
"Killing someone means paying with your life. Who can save you? Haha." Murong Kai suddenly chuckled, and the smile on his lips was full of bitterness. He slowly walked towards Concubine Dong, step by step, slowly. The stretched time cut through Concubine Dong's sanity like a knife.
She felt like she was about to collapse. She held onto Murong Zheng tightly and was about to speak when she heard an old, deep voice shouting from the side, "Go away. Your life was taken by someone like me. It has nothing to do with the Imperial Concubine."
The old woman was Nanny Li who served Concubine Dong. She had already placed herself between Concubine Dong and Murong Kai while they were talking, and she pretended to be calm while shouting at Murong Kai.
"It was obviously her. She was the one who had my legs broken. She was the one who had me sent to the mass grave outside the city." Murong Kai's bloody face smiled strangely, and along with the voice outside the hall, he really sounded a bit like a ghost.
"You are talking nonsense. I had someone break your legs." Nanny Li defended herself loudly. As soon as she finished speaking, all the lights in the hall lit up.
I have to say, the timing was just right.
After the hall became brightly lit again, Murong Kai had already knelt before the Emperor Murong Zheng. He looked up at Murong Zheng, his eyes determined as fire.
"You bastard, what day is today? Why are you making trouble here?" Murong Zheng glanced at the Bei'an envoy who was whispering, and finally couldn't help but blame the young man in front of him.
(End of this chapter)