Evil king, give birth to a baby for my concubine

As soon as these words came out, everyone was taken aback. The evidence was on Zhao Qingyuan? !

On the side, Li Songhe looked at Zhao Qingyuan and asked doubtfully, "Where is the evidence?"

"The murder weapon!" Su Mu pointed to the poison dart on Zhao Qingyuan's chest.

Mo Yunling was slightly suspicious, and her eyes fell on the dart. Indeed, this poison dart gave her a strange feeling, but what exactly was it?Su Mu What does this mean?

And inadvertently, Feng Qi had already walked to Mo Yunling's side, and Mo Yunling's attention was all on Su Mu, so he didn't realize it.

"Is there any characteristic of this dart? Isn't it just poisonous on it?" Li Songhe said doubtfully, this should have been mentioned before.

Su Mu smiled lightly and said, "I'm talking about the location of the poison dart. This dart is on Mr. Zhao's right chest!"

"It's on the right breast! Imperial Physician Su, you should hurry up and say it." Li Songhe became even more confused.

But Zhao Gaolin was very displeased, "Could it be that Imperial Physician Su wants to delay the time?"

Feng Qi looked at the poison dart on Zhao Qingyuan's body, and then at Mo Yunling's left hand. In an instant, he understood what Su Mu meant!It's just that the anger in his chest exploded like a flood, she was so close to him!

"When most people shoot darts, they use their right hand. Usually, what we shoot is the left chest of the person opposite. Can you understand this?" Su Mu said with a smile.

Feng Lang was taken aback, it was the first time he had heard of Su Mu's statement, and he made a gesture, which was indeed the case.He looked at Su Mu, and this person became more and more incomprehensible.

Although Li Songhe and Zhao Gaolin didn't understand each other very well, Zhao Gaolin immediately said, "You mean, my son Qingyuan was shot in the right chest with a dart in his left hand and died?"

Su Mu nodded, "Exactly, if you use your left hand, you can hit the right chest like this!"

Mo Yunling looked at Su Mu. What he said just solved the doubts in Mo Yunling's heart. She felt strange when she looked at the dart, but she didn't expect it to prove her innocence.

Zhao Gaolin thought for a while, and immediately said: "Then she shot and killed my son Qingyuan with her left hand, she can't be wrong!"

But Su Mu still shook his head, "If I asked you to look at her arm, you probably wouldn't say that!" As he spoke, Su Mu walked up to Mo Yunling, nodded at Mo Yunling, and was about to pull her up. Mo Yunling's hand was blocked by another hand.

The anger that would burst out at any time made Su Mu raise his eyes. The sparks of anger in Feng Qi's eyes seemed to burst out at any time. Mo Yunling looked at Su Mu and Feng Qi in slight astonishment, what were they doing.

However, Su Mu was clear about Feng Qi's thoughts. He withdrew his hand directly and stood aside. Feng Qi looked at Mo Yunling with a slightly relaxed expression. Those deep eyes made Mo Yunling feel a little nervous. , why did he look at her like this!

Feng Qi calmed down a little. He looked at Mo Yunling's arm. He had seen blood on her arm before, but he never noticed the injury inside. When did this arm get hurt?

He stretched out his hand slowly, and slowly pulled up the long sleeve of her left arm. When he saw the injury on that arm, he froze there.

On the snow-white arm, the upper part of the elbow was wrapped in a thick layer of white cloth, and on the white cloth, there were bloodstains all over, and some were even scary bright red, it must have just seeped out not long ago!

Seeing that everyone could see clearly, Mo Yunling directly shook off Feng Qi's hand, pulled down the long sleeve, and looked away, Feng Qi's hand was slowly put down, but his palm was tightly clenched!

"Everyone has seen that her left arm can't be raised basically, so how can she kill someone with a dart with her left hand?" Su Mu continued.

Zhao Gaolin's body shook, and he looked at Su Mu angrily, only then did he realize that he had fallen into Su Mu's trap.

"It's impossible, don't talk nonsense, even if he killed my son, I want her to pay for it!" Zhao Gaolin roared loudly as if he had lost his mind.At the same time, with a wave of his hand, the guards behind him held their swords and prepared to go out again.

Seeing all this, Mo Yunling's heart sank, and he was ready to meet the enemy.Unexpectedly, at this time, suddenly a majestic wave of truth erupted and filled the scene.

"I want to see who dares to make a move!" With a stern shout, those eyes all focused on Feng Qi, and with a grasp of the long sword in his hand, he knocked down all the long swords in the hands of those people.

The awe-inspiring domineering made the guards retreat unconsciously.Who in this world does not know that King Qi owns one of the most miraculous swords in the world, the Longxiang Sword!Fighting force, who is his opponent!

Feng Qi swung his long sword across, and said in a cold voice: "No matter it is personal evidence or physical evidence, it can't prove that she is the murderer. The prime minister is biting her so hard, is it because he wants to kill innocent people indiscriminately?" Feng Qi looked at Zhao Gaolin with a blank expression on his face. He said in a cold voice, "If you insist on going your own way, this king will not give up!" At the same time, his cold eyes swept away, and the domineering look shot into Zhao Gaolin's eyes like a sharp knife.

Zhao Gaolin paused, took a few steps back, pointed at Feng Qi, and said angrily, "King Qi, is it worth it to offend me for a bitch?"

Feng Lang was startled, this Zhao Gaolin kept making rude remarks again and again, fearing that the third brother had already launched a murderous plan, he walked quickly to Feng Qi.

Suddenly a sword light flashed, and the long sword directly touched Zhao Gaolin's neck, "If you dare to say the word "slut again", I will definitely take your head!"

Feng Lang was taken aback, his guess was right, he hastily held Feng Qi's hand, if the third brother wanted to kill someone, no one would be able to stop him, but now is not the time to kill Zhao Gaolin.

Mo Yunling looked up at Feng Qi slightly, what is he doing?Kill Zhao Gaolin?Is he crazy? Hasn't Zhao Gaolin stopped embarrassing Shuiyue?

It was the first time for Zhao Gaolin to be directly pressed against the neck with a sword like this. How could he not be angry in his heart, and immediately spit out a mouthful of old blood, "You...ruthless..." Then he passed out, and several guards behind him handed him Hold on.

"Send the prime minister back to the mansion to rest." Feng Qi looked away and said in a cold voice

Those guards glanced at each other, no one here dared to offend Feng Qi, they carried Zhao Gaolin and Zhao Qing away immediately.

"His Royal Highness King Qi is so brave!" Su Mu said with a smile.

However, Feng Qi ignored him, put away his sword, directly pulled Mo Yunling's right hand, and walked out, but Mo Yunling shook off his hand and said indifferently: "Don't touch me! Don't think that I will be grateful for this You, everything you did was not for me!"

Feng Qi faltered, turned around, all the anger in his heart was like a volcano erupting, he said angrily: "Have you had enough trouble!"