deadly mantra

Chapter 410 The Real Murderer

Bao Simu glanced at Shui Qingchen secretly, his cheeks turned red. He had repeated the words so many times, but for some reason it was suddenly difficult to say:
"Actually...it's nothing. It's just my uncle who..."

Feng Xiaoyao frowned:

"in private?"

"Yes." Bao Simu coughed lightly, gradually calmed down, and said with an endorsement: "He broke into the violent room without permission, robbed Chanyi, exposed the hiding place in the mountain, and you, me, and Chanyi died suddenly in prison. These are all strategies that Mr. Li and I came up with in private, in order to make the real murderer relax his vigilance and expose his flaws."

Feng Xiaoyao questioned:
"Who are you referring to as the real murderer?"

Bao Simu shook his head:

"She is the seventh prince's biological mother, Concubine Yun."

Feng Xiaoyao was startled and turned to look at Shui Qingchen.It wasn't that the answer was so shocking, but that he simply didn't believe that it was Bao Simu who found out the truth.

Shui Qingchen looked at Feng Xiaoyao, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and finally spoke:

"What an unexpected truth."

Feng Xiaoyao curled up his neck and widened his eyes, hearing himself screaming in his heart: What happened to him!
Bao Simu on the side nodded in agreement. Although there was unbearability and sadness in his eyes, he smiled and said slowly:
"Now the truth is out. Even if the Seventh Prince is still alive, he cannot escape death. Rather than let him face endless scolding at a young age, bear the fault of his biological mother, and die at the hands of his father who loved him and loved him. , it is better to get rid of it as soon as possible. I want to believe that when Concubine Yun fed the Seventh Prince to drink the bowl of medicinal food that she had poisoned by herself, this thought flashed through her mind. "

Bao Simu's voice was very low. She looked up at the sky. The sunlight that warmed her body could not cover up the cold feeling in her heart.

Three days ago, when she led people into Concubine Yun's palace, Concubine Yun had taken poison and died. In her arms was the pajamas stained red by the seventh prince's blood.

The seventh prince was wearing exactly the same clothes on the night he died, clothes made by Concubine Yun herself.

Bao Simu said with a painful expression:
"Now that you know why you did it now, you know it was wrong, why do you keep making the same mistake over and over again, and now that you know there is nothing you can do to undo it, why don't you believe that others might let the seventh prince live?"

Feng Xiaoyao became more and more confused when he heard it, and asked: "Why do you know your mistake, what is your way out... what are you talking about? What's going on? Why am I getting more and more confused?"

Bao Simu took a deep breath, turned to look at Feng Xiaoyao, and explained in detail with complicated emotions:

"Seven days ago, the prison boss discovered that someone had mixed chronic poison into Mu Chen's rice. After discussion, we decided to go along with the situation and continue the scene.

That night, Li Haiyang cheered up Mu Chen and deliberately created the illusion that Mu Chen was tortured to death. The jailer who tampered with the meal was indeed fooled.

In order to make this drama more realistic, we did not inform Mu Chen and Chan Yi in advance.

The next day, the news of Mu Chen's death was spread. Chanyi sneaked into the prison and wanted to take Mu Chen away, but was captured on the spot by Li Haiyang.

The jailer informed the people he contacted about this, and they realized that what Li Haiyang had previously said was false. Chanyi was not on the mountain that night when you and I were arrested.

They were worried that Li Haiyang was hiding more things.

Then, news of the death of you, me, Chanyi, and the three of us spread out one after another.

My father heard the bad news and broke into Li Haiyang's mansion. After hearing the news, my cousin quickly led the Royal Forest Army to rescue him.

Li Haiyang was seriously injured, and my father was imprisoned in the alliance because of this, and was not allowed to step out of the Good Sword Alliance.

My grandfather knelt at the door of the royal study, wanting to take my body home.

He knelt for a day, and my aunt also knelt for a day with him. Many of the disciples of the Shandao Alliance had official positions in the court. After hearing the news, they rushed to the gate of the palace one after another and knelt there.

Soon, several ministers and uncles who were close friends with Grandpa, as well as Grandpa's disciples, also went. "

(End of this chapter)