Fengming the world: The cold princess is too enchanting

Chapter 179 Yan Ran commits murder at the Golden Temple

Chapter 179 Yan Ran commits murder at the Golden Temple

Chu Yinnan didn't dare to stay in a hurry, and left the Seventh Prince's Mansion in a hurry. Watching Chu Yinnan leave, the smile on Chu Yinge's face cooled down little by little, and finally disappeared.

In the Golden Luan Hall, the atmosphere suddenly turned cold.

Mu Jingyu looked at Lin Wan and Chu Yanran who were kneeling below, clasped their hands tightly, and the veins on their foreheads were bulging.

No wonder Chu Yinge and Mu Ziyuan didn't make any moves. It turned out that it had been planned long ago. General Fengxing and even the third division had already been involved in this matter. What else could he do?
"Queen Mother, what else do you have to say?" Speaking of these words in the empty hall, a chill came out for no reason.

Knowing that there was no room for redemption in this matter, Lin Wan was too lazy to struggle, and kowtowed to Mu Jingyu three times and nine times.

"The Ai family has nothing to say, and asks the emperor to impose the death penalty."

"Your majesty, she did all of this by herself, and has nothing to do with my concubine, so I ask your majesty to look into it!" Chu Yanran begged from the side.

Originally, the plan was perfect, but who would have thought that her crimes would be uncovered in the Golden Luan Hall today. Although she would not die, she might not be seen in the harem in the future.

The more Chu Yanran was like this, the deeper the disgust in Mu Jingyu's heart. She was also a girl from the Chu family, but she was very different. He didn't ask Chu Yanran to be like Chu Yinge, but at least she could be worthy of this noble concubine identity of.

"Aren't you guilty? You really think I'm a fool!" Mu Jingyu angrily slapped the dragon chair beside him, and everyone in the hall knelt down, except Chu Yinge and Mu Ziyuan.

"Your Majesty, please calm down, don't let the dragon's body become angry." Manager Li said hastily.

No matter how courageous Chu Yanran was, she did not dare to do anything wrong. She glanced at Chu Yinge standing beside Mu Ziyuan from the corner of her eyes, and felt deep resentment in her heart.

All of this was because of Chu Yinge, if it wasn't for Chu Yinge, how could Mu Jingyu despise her so much, thinking about it, the resentment in Chu Yanran's eyes became even deeper.

Getting up from the ground, Chu Yanran pointed at Chu Yinge and smiled miserably: "Chu Yinge, I didn't expect that I would lose to you in the end. You are just like your mother, you will seduce men!"

"Yanran!" Chu Tian hastily dissuaded: "Yanran, this is the Golden Luan Hall, so don't mess around."

"You messing around? Am I messing around?" Chu Yanran turned and pointed at Mu Jingyu who was sitting on a high seat, with a miserable, pitiful face.

"May I ask the emperor if he doesn't have the slightest idea of ​​that bitch Chu Yinge?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Mu Jingyu stood up from his seat, his eyes burst out with murderous aura, which was enough to make Chu Yanran delay thousands of times.

He likes Chu Yinge. This has always been a secret in his heart, and it is also a wound in his heart. No one else can touch it, nor can it.

"Come here, the imperial concubine has been stimulated, and it is no longer suitable for her to stay in the harem. She has been thrown into the cold palace. Let's calm down and think about it."

"Your Majesty, are you really so heartless?" Chu Yanran's eyes were red, and without saying a word, it was as if a knife had been stabbed in her heart.

Mu Jingyu's determination hurt Chu Yanran's heart, and even the last sliver of reason was burnt to nothing.She has been ruined by Chu Yinge all her life, so let her and Chu Yinge go to hell together!
Pulling out the golden hairpin on her head, while no one was paying attention, Chu Yanran stabbed at Chu Yinge's body with a backhand, so fast that she couldn't dodge.

"Go to hell, I want to die with you!"

"Yan Ran!" Chu Tian shouted, but it was too late to stop.

The golden hairpin was submerged into flesh and blood, and the sound of flesh and blood could even be heard. Chu Yinge opened his eyes wide and looked at Mu Ziyuan standing in front of him, blocking Chu Yanran's attack. His breathing stopped suddenly for a quarter of an hour.

The location of the nobile is the heart.

"A Yuan..."

"It's a good thing it's not you." After Mu Ziyuan said this, he fainted heavily.

Chu Yinge spit out a mouthful of blood, and the pain hit her whole body. Before she could denounce Chu Yanran in time, she fainted on the ground first.

The people in the main hall were frightened by this sudden situation, and they were in a mess for a while.

Mu Jingyu didn't care about other things, he ordered someone to carry both Chu Yinge and Mu Ziyuan to the inner hall, and hurriedly called the imperial doctor to come.

Lin Wan was sent to prison, Chu Yanran was taken to the cold palace, both of them were waiting to be punished.

One was plotting to frame the relatives of the emperor, and the other committed murder in the Golden Luan Palace in front of the emperor. Both of them were doomed.

Only the Prime Minister's Mansion was implicated by such a punishment. Chu Tian, ​​who originally had a place in the court, suddenly lost his status.

The power of the general popular in the court suddenly became one-sided. This is not good, but it is not bad either.

The imperial guards around the Seventh Prince's Mansion had withdrawn, and this reaction naturally attracted the attention of the prosperous dynasty.

In the room, Mo Ye put down the pen in his hand, looked up at Mo Feng, and then lowered his head again.

"The seven-day period has come, and the imperial guards have been withdrawn, which means that the crisis in the Seventh Prince's Mansion has been resolved. It seems that they have already prepared a set of careful and detailed plans."

"That's right, it's true." Mo Feng echoed.

Mo Ye waved his hand and signaled Mo Feng to go out. It seemed that he was worrying about this matter for nothing. How could someone like Chu Yinge just watch the Seven Princes' Palace lose just like that?

What's more, Mu Ziyuan has never been a worry-free master.

It's just that what happened in the court today, why both of them didn't come back, could it be that they were detained by the emperor?
That's all, I still don't want to think about it, as long as the Seventh Prince's Mansion is safe for the time being, he has nothing to worry about.

……

In the palace, all the imperial doctors knelt outside the palace, waiting for orders.

Mu Ziyuan's heart was bleeding continuously on the bed, and he couldn't stop it, while Chu Yinge, who was sleeping on the other side, was getting paler and paler.

For such a change, even the imperial doctor has no way of knowing the reason.

The Seventh Prince's injury is okay, it's obviously a scar on his heart, but the Seventh Princess' illness is really nothing to see, if it wasn't for the fact that her face was getting paler, she would have thought it was just an act.

"Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince's wound can't stop bleeding, I'm afraid he's too weak to recover!"

"Where is the seventh princess?" Mu Jingyu was still more concerned about this issue.

The imperial doctor looked up and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, the seventh concubine's illness is really weird, I... I really can't see it..."

"Trash! What use do I need you for!"

Mu Jingyu's chest was already full of fire, and now he was even more angry. Last time, he said that the cause of Chu Yinge's illness could not be found out. This time it is the same reason. Do you really think he is easy to deceive? ?
"Come here, drag this group of trash out and give me a behead!"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, Your Majesty, please forgive me..." The imperial doctor repeatedly begged for mercy.

Normally, Mu Jingyu might still be soft-hearted, but today he has no time to take care of these things, and he needs to take a good look at the causes and consequences.

He waved his hand, signaling the guards to drag the imperial doctor out.

The voice of forgiveness gradually faded away, and Mu Jingyu's original impatience slowly settled down, and he walked to Chu Yinge's side, seeing Chu Yinge's paler and paler face, his thoughts sank.

(End of this chapter)

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