deadly mantra

Chapter 412 The Buried Truth
"Wow - this is exciting." Feng Xiaoyao asked again: "So, they are here to kill people and silence them?"

Bao Simu felt extremely heavy:

"Concubine Yun was worried that the matter would be exposed, and she was even more afraid that the truth about the seventh prince's life experience would be found out, so she took a cruel and risky move and poisoned the seventh prince with her own hands, and then put the blame on Chanyi.

Three days ago, Concubine Yun committed suicide by taking poison. The imperial doctor examined the body and found that she... was indeed pregnant. "

Feng Xiaoyao raised his head slightly, stared at the beam without focus, and asked for a long time:
"Since the truth was revealed three days ago, why was Mu Chen released from prison today?"

Bao Simu said:

“Because the matter did not end completely with Concubine Yun’s death.

Over the years, my aunt has maintained a strict order in the harem. Concubine Yun five years ago was just a small nobleman. Where did she get the extraordinary ability to bring a big living person into the palace? Years long. "

Feng Xiaoyao was not interested in the competition for favor in the harem and only asked:

"Brother Mu Chen and Mu Chanyi encountered this disaster for no reason, and that's it?"

Bao Simu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:
"Don't worry, my uncle promised me that when Mu Chen's health is restored, I will take you into the palace. My uncle will definitely compensate you well."

After a pause, Bao Simu clenched his fist slightly unwillingly:
"It's a pity...my cousin and I worked in vain for three days, but we still got an advantage from Concubine Liu."

Feng Xiaoyao asked without interest:

"What? Do you still suspect that this matter has something to do with Concubine Liu?"

Bao Simu said firmly:
"Absolutely. Without Concubine Liu's help, how could these dirty things have been hidden from my aunt? Moreover, after that wild man learned that Concubine Yun committed suicide by taking poison, he insisted that Concubine Yun was killed by someone. , It was not that he committed suicide out of fear of crime. It's a pity... that wild man died in prison before he could find out more things."

Feng Xiaoyao asked in surprise:
"How did you die?"

Bao Simu said quietly:
"How else could he die? He was ordered to die by a secret decree, and his body was cut into pieces by five horses... and he died."

Feng Xiaoyao:

"Who gave the secret edict?" Bao Simu raised his forehead and shook his head:
"Who else could it be...my infatuated uncle? Tsk, I really don't understand what kind of poison this concubine Liu gave my uncle. It has been so many years, but my uncle still loves her for ten years. Sigh... …There’s no way to tell.”

I don’t know when Ji Fanyin came over, and I don’t know how much he heard.

She stood quietly in the corridor, with a cold smile on her face. She noticed a gentle and watery gaze looking over her. She put away the coldness in her eyes and strode over.

At this time, Feng Xiaoyao straightened up and shouted to Ji Fanyin:
"Damn girl! Where have you gone! Do you know..."

Ji Fanyin raised a smile and interrupted him:
"I know, I heard every word."

Ji Fanyin's clothes were stained red in many places by Mu Chen's blood. She untied her belt without hesitation, took it off and threw it to the ground, leaving only a thin undershirt hanging on her body.

The early autumn wind blew out her thin body.

Feng Xiaoyao's cheeks suddenly turned red, she stiffly turned away her face, and shouted:
"Damn girl! Do you know how to write the word "shame"! In broad daylight, you...how can you...you...shameless."

Ji Fanyin raised her slender eyebrows with an innocent look on her face:

"Why am I so shameless? Don't I still have two layers of clothes on me?"

Feng Xiaoyao shouted again:

"shameless!!"

Ji Fanyin made a sound of disgust and sat down on Shui Qingchen's right hand side.

Shui Qingchen turned his wrist and handed over the tea he had drunk. Ji Fanyin frowned and shook her head, indicating that she didn't want to drink it.

Bao Simu watched Shui Qingchen put down the teacup again. The two of them didn't exchange a word, but her heart felt like needles pricking her.

(End of this chapter)