The cold emperor's lovely concubine

Chapter 332
Pointing to Feng Xiaojiu beside Duguming with one hand, he said angrily.

"It's this dead eunuch who killed me!"

"What!? Little Jiuer!?"

Hearing Dugu Haoyu's words, Duguming was taken aback for a moment, then immediately turned his head and looked at Feng Xiaojiu at the side, his gaze was even more questioning.

Feng Xiaojiu saw that Dugu Ming's eyes were on her, and she was afraid that Dugu Ming would punish her, so she spoke immediately and said in a panic.

"Your Majesty, this matter has nothing to do with the servant, and the servant is also very wronged!"

Hearing Feng Xiaojiu's appearance of being more wronged than Dou E, Dugu Ming frowned and asked.

"What the hell is going on!?"

Hearing Dugu Ming's question, Feng Xiaojiu immediately spoke.

"The servant is also very puzzled. When the servant returned to his room, the Ninth Prince burst in laughing. The servant didn't know what happened. Suddenly, he saw a bucket of paint poured straight from the wooden beam. When it came down, it happened to fall on the Ninth Prince. Later, the Ninth Prince became very angry and started to run after the slave. That's how it happened..."

When Feng Xiaojiu said this, she looked innocent.

When Dugu Ming heard the words, he immediately turned his head and looked at Dugu Haoyu who was beside him.

"Uncle Nine Emperors?!"

"Ah Ming, don't listen to this dead slave! He clearly hurt me on purpose! He clearly knew that there was paint on the wooden beams, and he deliberately led me in! This dead slave simply didn't take me seriously. He simply despised the imperial power and deserved to be executed!"

Dugu Haoyu said angrily.

After hearing Dugu Haoyu's words, Feng Xiaojiu immediately blinked her beautiful eyes that were full of tears, and said with a look of being wronged and innocent.

"Ninth Prince, what are you talking about!? The slave didn't hurt you on purpose!? The slave didn't know what was going on at all. I don't know which turtle bastard actually set a trap in the slave's room. The slave is lucky. I was saved from this disaster, but Ninth Prince, why did you rush into the servant's room at that time!?"

Feng Xiaojiu's words were full of doubts and innocence.

Coupled with her appearance of not knowing why, her acting skills, tsk tsk tsk, there is nothing to say.

Moreover, anyone with a little brain would know what Feng Xiaojiu said.

When Dugu Haoyu heard this, his face immediately became embarrassing.

However, when Feng Xiaojiu deliberately said that the turtle bastard, he was even more angry and almost got angry.

He knew that this dead slave said that on purpose.Moreover, this dead slave already knew where he was, and deliberately set up a trap for him to sneak in.

Thinking of this, Dugu Haoyu pointed at Feng Xiaojiu with one hand, and roared while gnashing his teeth.

"You bloody slave, stop pretending! You clearly knew that there was paint on the beams of the house, and you yelled on purpose, making me think you were being sprayed with paint, so you rushed in..."

"Ah! So the paint was put by the Ninth Prince!? This slave really doesn't know! The slave is really wronged, Ninth Prince, why did you put paint on the beam of the slave's room!?"

Speaking of acting skills, Feng Xiaojiu is the best.

Now, she even claimed that she was innocent after being beaten to death.

Otherwise, if the tyrant knew that he knew about it and still played tricks on the Ninth Prince, he didn't know if he would be punished.

And Dugu Haoyu blew his beard and stared angrily when he heard Feng Xiaojiu's words.

The finger pointing at Feng Xiaojiu trembled even more, because she was angry.

"you you……"

(End of this chapter)