"Why can't it be a brother? It's very simple. He has royal blood in his body, but I have blood from prostitutes. Why can't he be a brother? Ah? "

Sylvie is crazy. He has come to kill Izzie for some so-called throne!

All this is because of Yan Qingyi. If she refused at that time, then Isis would not lie here now!

"So you always pretend? Even the feeling of me is also you deliberately disguise it

SIVI turned and turned his back to Yan Qingyi, and a look of forbearance appeared in his eyes.

"Xiaomin, I'm not afraid to tell you that people like me don't deserve to have feelings."

Yan Qingyi understood, so all the good things that ever happened were all the plays Xiwei played for her!

And the person in her play actually believed it.

Yan Qingyi staggered back, eyes suddenly red, eyes floating out of tears. Blink an eye, tear is like broken line bead, fall madly.

"You killed Isis, do you think you can get away with it? The king loved him so much that you killed him now. Do you think the king will let you go? "

When questioning him, Yan Qingyi's voice is full of crying. Maybe now she is desperate.

"Isn't that where you are?" SIVI turned around, palm up, only a second, his palm appeared in the palm of a long sword with blue light.

When Yan Qingyi saw it, she stepped back. She couldn't believe it and asked, "so Are you going to blame me for Izzie's death? "

"It seems that you are not stupid." With a long sword in hand, Xiwei came to Yan Qingyi and put the sword on her neck. "Go."

Xiwei takes Yan Qingyi and goes outside.

When he saw someone on patrol, SIVI yelled. The five patrolmen ran over!

Sylvie said, "she poisoned your highness. Lock her up. I'll inform my father."

"What?" One of them was shocked.

"Come on, what nonsense?" Xiwei pushed Yan Qingyi away from them and went to the king in a hurry.

The king was in his own room, and when the servant said that Sylvie was coming, he asked the servant to bring him in.

SIVI came to the king and said in a hurry, "father, the matter is not good. The woman named Xiaomin poisoned the wine of Isis. Now Isis is dead!"

"What?" The king was so surprised that his legs softened and he sat down in his chair. His brain hummed.

"Father, I was originally Joyce and Xiaomin to visit me, and then took the opportunity to find Izzie to make up, but I did not expect that just after I went out for a while, I saw Isis fall on the table. Father Wang, you must kill Xiaomin. It's all her. Isis is dead! "

The king's face turned white, and his chest was surging up and down.

He cried out, and the servant standing outside the door came in.

"Come on, take me to Isis." The king said quickly and got up and went out of the room.

A few servants, together they took the king to SIVI's house.

When he arrived, he saw Isis lying on the table, bleeding from his seven orifices.

When the king saw it, he nearly fainted.

The king's shaking hand pointed to Isis, "I My son, he He... "

Seeing this, all the men knelt on the ground.

After the king slowed down, he gave an order and locked Yan Qingyi in the prison. As for SIVI, the king now believed his words unconditionally.

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