Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 602 What Does That Instigator Look Like?

Xuanshang looked confused: "That's very good... the emperor will be very happy in his heart."

After a pause, he really didn't understand:
"What are you worried about?"

Xuan Yue was silent for a while, then said:

"I'm just worried, if one day you or I do anything to Chang Sheng that makes the emperor feel uncomfortable, will he feel that we are a threat to his relationship with Chang Sheng, so he wants to get rid of us?" us?"

When Xuan Chang heard this, he was terrified, and directly covered Xuan Yue's mouth:
"Don't say anything, the emperor is not that kind of person!"

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Ying Chen stood under the twilight, looking at the bright moon in the sky covered by fog.

"Reporting to the emperor, all the people involved in this matter have been brought here. There are fifteen people in total. They said they were entrusted by others, and they paid two taels of silver per person. They thought it would be profitable, so they did it. But give them money people, they don't know who it is."

Ying Chen turned around.

Just the moment he caught the gaze of this superior man, his whole body trembled timidly, and a puddle of water spilled from his pants.

Their eyes were wide open, their hands and feet were tied and their mouths were covered. They could only whimper like begging for mercy, and wanted to say that they would never dare again.

With a look from Emperor Yong'an, the dead man understood, and he chose a fairly stable person, and took off the cloth from his mouth.

Noisy and incoherent begging for mercy.

The emperor frowned imperceptibly, and Lin Shuo asked:

"You know what clues."

The man was terrified, and he couldn't speak well: "I don't know my lord, please let me live, I really don't know anything—"

Before he finished speaking, a sharp sword pierced through his chest fiercely.

His body slid down slowly, his eyes were wide open, and he wanted to climb up, asking for the last chance to save his life, and begging them to save him:

"What I said is real……"

After speaking, he died.

With such a dead body lying here, those people were so frightened that they almost lost their courage.

With a cold face, Lin Shuo glanced fiercely over their frightened eyes:

"Those who know the clues can save your life, and those who don't know will have the same fate."

"Well!!"

One person suddenly went crazy and twisted his body, wanting to say something, Lin Shuo gave him a look, and the dead man took the cloth from his mouth:

"Although he is dressed in black, I can clearly see that his hair is also white, with a strand of white hair. But his voice does not feel old, and he is also tall."

The voice of the tall white-haired man who did not age.

The source points directly to Mo Jiu.

Yingchen lifted his foot and left, except for the person who provided the clue, all the others were killed on the spot by the sword pierced through the chest by the dead man behind him.

The people around him fell to the ground unanimously at that moment.

The man couldn't even say a word, and was so frightened that he lost control.

Lin Shuo crouched in front of him with a half-smile:

"There is no need for me to tell you more about the rules in the Jianghu."

"I won't say it, I will never say it..."

The man's eyes widened, his voice trembled, he was untied, his hands and feet stood up limply, he didn't know where he should go, he just ran forward in a daze.

"puff!!"

A sharp sword pierced his chest.

What a similar scene.

His expression changed drastically, some couldn't believe it, but more of it was anger and unwillingness.

But before he could even say a word, he fell to the ground. He was not dead yet, his whole body was twitching, and he stared at Lin Shuo with his eyes wide open.

The hatred in his eyes seemed to turn into a ghost.

Lin Shuo took out his handkerchief, unmoved by it, skillfully wiped the blood off the long sword, and indifferently threw the handkerchief on his head, just covering his eyes:

"Clean up."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)