"What is this?" Qin Jinhao covered his mouth and stepped back, his eyes full of alertness and nervousness.
Mu Qingge curled her lips and smiled evilly: "It's just an interesting gadget."
A ray of dark light shot out from her hand and entered Qin Jinhao's mouth at lightning speed. The elixir melted instantly in the mouth, leaving Qin Jinhao with no chance to vomit.
"Ah!" Qin Jinhao couldn't help but wailed because of the sudden severe pain all over his body, like thousands of ants biting his body, and the feeling of his meridians being severed. He clawed hard at his skin with both hands, as if he wanted to pull out all the ants in his skin.
After a while, his handsome face that once confused Mu Qingge's predecessor turned into a bloody mess, and there was no good flesh on his body.
Mu Lianrong's heart trembled at the sight, but Mu Qingge turned around and walked out of the imperial study with a calm expression.
During the struggle, Qin Jinhao looked at the jade seal on the table unwillingly. The physical torture was not as exciting as the failure of his dream. Obviously, there is only one step away, and it is clearly within reach. But he was kicked off the clouds at this moment.
"Mu Qingge, you are so cruel!" Qin Jinhao burst out with miserable and cruel words.
Outside the imperial study, Mu Jiajun was washing away the blood on the steps. The early sun has risen slowly, dispersing the dark night. Mu Qingge took a deep breath and said to Mu Lianrong who followed him out: "Aunt, after he dies, cut off his head. I'll go see the wise king."
Mu Lianrong nodded and watched Mu Qingge leave.
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Wanxia Palace, the tranquility here has become the only pure land in the palace.
When Mu Qingge came here, there was no one in the palace. Only the tall and thin goose-yellow figure stood in front of the palace gate, facing the wind and watching the orange sunrise.
The golden light shone on the glazed tiles, shining brightly, but it could not dispel the loneliness and silence on him. It wasn't until the orange light enveloped him that his black and white eyes gained a hint of warmth.
Beauty is as beautiful as a painting, and Mu Qingge never denied Qin Jinchen's beauty.
However, I don't like the silent aura on him very much.
As she walked over, the armor on her body made a slight noise, alerting Qin Jinchen who was standing on the steps outside the hall.
He slowly looked back, his calm eyes falling on Mu Qingge, showing no emotion or anger.
"How is Concubine Yun?" Mu Qingge walked to the steps and stood side by side with him.
Mentioning this person who occupies the weight of his life, Qin Jinchen's eyes finally fluctuated. He lowered his eyes slowly, his eyelashes blocking Mu Qingge's inquiring sight: "My mother-in-law is too sad, and it is difficult for her to accept the loss of Lian Lian. However, I am still here, and I will stay with her."
Mu Qingge glanced at him, then turned to look at Chaoyang: "You are a very strange person. You seem to be independent from the world, but your heart is full of bonds. Since you can't let go, why bother to act indifferent? What does it look like?”
Qin Jinchen's mouth curved slightly: "I'm used to it."
Habit? These three simple words made Mu Qingge think a lot.
Perhaps, it was Qin Jinchen's life experience and childhood that brought it to him. Perhaps, she should be thankful that Qin Jinchen did not become ruthless and ruthless, making her have another enemy today.
"Qin Jinhao died, and the imperial seal was placed in the imperial study." Mu Qingge said.
Qin Jinchen was not at all excited, but said: "I said, I will not take over that position."
"It's up to you. Anyway, that's your Qin family's empire." Mu Qingge said indifferently. She looked at Qin Jinchen and said seriously: "But, I only believe in you."
(End of chapter)