Mu Jianxue broke free, the more she broke free, the harder she tried, "Zeyang, are you crazy? I am your third sister-in-law!"

Mu Jianxue shook Xuanyuan Zeyang away with a cold face, "Why are you here? Where is Qingrui?"

Looking around, but failed, why didn't Qingrui pick her up?

"Snowfall, I'm taking you back to the palace!"

Returning to the palace, a hint of joy appeared from her eyebrows and eyes: "Zeyang, you have succeeded, aren't you?"

"Snowfall, is it me or the third brother who do you want to ascend to the throne?"

Xuanyuan Zeyang's gaze fell straight on Mu Jianxue's face. This question was a bit complicated. Mu Jianxue bit his lips and lowered his head, but Xuanyuan Zeyang raised her chin and forced her gaze to him, "Jiu Xue, answer my question!"

Uh? The sinister eyes and firm outlines, Xuanyuan Zeyang in front of him looked so strange.

"Zeyang, I hope that you will be the one who ascends the throne!"

Power? What's the point? Xuanyuan Zhi tried his best to become emperor, and in the end he would end up being betrayal of his relatives?

"Snowfall, really? Do you really think so in your heart?"

A hint of ecstasy flashed across Xuanyuan Zeyang's hard face, and doubts became stronger and stronger in Mu Jianxue's heart. There were many questions, but he didn't know how to ask.

"Zeyang, where is Qingrui? How is he now?"

"Third brother, he..."

Seeing Xuanyuan Zeyang's dodging eyes, Mu Jianxue suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart. Is Xuanyuan Qingrui in danger?

"Tell me quickly, how is he doing?"

"Third brother, he is dead!"

What? Dead?

Mu Jianxue smiled and looked at Xuanyuan Zeyang: "What are you kidding? How could he die?"

"The snowfall is real, it was killed by Muswei!"

Mu Siwei? That's even more impossible. How could she, a woman who is pampered in the deep palace, kill Qingrui?

"Snowfall, come in the house. I will tell you all the things that have happened during this period!"

The breeze supports the willows and the autumn cicadas sing. However, all of this is floating clouds for Mu Jianxue. Her whole body is like frost. Only Xuanyuan Zeyang's mouth is closed and he is talking. What is he talking about? She can't hear anything and doesn't want to hear anything. She just feels so tired and wants to sleep.

"Zeyang, I'm so tired, I want to have a sleep first!"

He got up, walked towards the bed, his feet staggered, and her body fell heavily towards one side. Xuanyuan Zeyang's eyes sank, and he stepped forward, hugged her tightly, watching her frown, as if he was in a nightmare...

How is it possible? Qingrui is dead? She doesn't believe it, she doesn't believe it. Mu Jianxue shook his head frantically, and crystal tears kept overflowing from the corners of his eyes. He muttered to himself, calling Xuanyuan Qingrui's name over and over again.

"Imperial Doctor, how is she?"

"Your Majesty, she is pregnant. If she remains unconscious, I'm afraid that the mother and son will be in danger!"

The old doctor shook his head, "Your Majesty, you are too sad. If she insists on not waking up and facing this reality, no matter how much medicine is used, it will be useless. Moreover, because of pregnancy, many medicinal materials cannot be used. It depends on her luck..."

"Doctor Wang, you must think of a solution. She can't be in trouble!"

Doctor Wang nodded with great difficulty and held her cold little hand. Xuanyuan Zeyang's heart was full of twists and turns, but he kept telling himself that he had done nothing wrong, and he did nothing wrong.

"Your Majesty, Mu Siwei is making a big fuss in the prison, yelling to see you!"

"not see!"

"Your Majesty, she said, there is a shocking secret to tell you!"

"A shocking secret?"

What tricks does this woman want to play? Xuanyuan Zeyang's eyes were cold, and the scene of her trapping Mu Jiuxue in the water prison appeared in her mind. She felt hatred in her heart. Now she has just been sent to the heavenly prison. It's so cheap.

"not see!"

"Your Majesty, she said, it was about Concubine Li being framed back then!"

About Mother?

Xuanyuan Zhi stood up, walked towards the prison with a cold face...

The sky in the prison is always dark. Xuanyuan Zeyang has a dark face and blends into the darkness around him. Under the guidance of the prison guard,

He came to the cell where Mu Siwei and Xuanyuan Yinxiu were imprisoned, where Mu Jiuxue had been imprisoned.

"Your Majesty, I have something to say, I have something to say!"

When Mu Siwei saw Xuanyuan Zeyang, she immediately got up from the ground excitedly and came to Xuanyuan Zhi. She was covered with a sticker, looking at Xuanyuan Zhi with a very sad and charming voice, and called out in a charming way: "Your Majesty!"

"Um!"

Xuanyuan Zhi snorted coldly, without even looking at Mu Siwei: "If you have anything, just say it!"

"Your Majesty, I am your aunt, how can you treat me like this?"

Xuanyuan Yinxiu cried and said to Xuanyuan Zhi: "Your father is polite to me when he is alive. How can you treat me like this with your back?"

After a dream woke up, Xuanyuan Yinxiu and Mu Siwei, two women who were trying to disrupt the court, became prisoners, heaven and hell. Overnight, they never expected that Fu Wuxie had colluded with them and colluded with them, and forced the palace to go outside the city gate. The ministers who were loyal to Wang Youzhi in peace also turned against each other. As the saying goes, the money fell and the money scattered, but they thought that the person who ascended the throne would be Xuanyuan Qingrui. According to his personality, they would always think about the past relationship and could not be the queen. At worst, they could go back to the princess's house to continue being princesses. However, they did not expect that it was Xuanyuan Zeyang, a cold-blooded man who was sent to the heavenly prison that night.

"aunt?"

Xuanyuan Zeyang's mouth curled up with a wicked smile: "You recognize me as my nephew now? When I was killed by my father, why didn't you ask for love for me, my nephew?"

With a word, Xuanyuan Yinxiu was speechless. Then, she raised a hint of expression on her face again: "Your Majesty, do you want to know who framed Concubine Li back then?"

"You know?"

"If you want to think about it, unless the emperor promises to let us go!"

With chips, of course, they can exchange conditions. Now, as long as they live well...

"Let's talk about who it is?"

"The emperor will not agree. Even if he dies, I won't say it!"

After all, Xuanyuan Yinxiu is not a fuel-efficient lamp. She looked at Xuanyuan Zeyang proudly, with no fear seen before.

"If all you said is true, I agree and let you go!"

"I will also restore my princess' title and reward me with the princess's mansion!"

This woman, who committed such a heinous crime, actually wanted to restore everything she had done back? Xuanyuan Zeyang's face was as sinister as a demon, and he said word by word: "If you dare to say a word, I will let you die without a complete corpse!"

In his eyes, murderous aura suddenly appeared. Xuanyuan Yinxiu was stunned for a moment and smiled gloomy: "Who was the last concubine Li's dear favorite, under one person and above ten thousand people, who could share the same beauty as her and dominate the king's heart?"

Xuanyuan Yinxiu looked at Xuanyuan Zeyang with a smile. Xuanyuan Zeyang felt cold all over in an instant, and then he became angry, "Nobody!"

"Nonsense? Master, if I'm talking nonsense, why do you have to make such anger? I have evidence!"

At this point, Xuanyuan Yinxiu was no longer nervous, and at worst, she could defeat the death.

Xuanyuan Zeyang's face changed and he asked, "What evidence do you have?"

"It depends on whether the emperor can fulfill his promise just now?"

The charming eyes were filled with fox-like cunning. Xuanyuan Yinxiu looked at Xuanyuan Zeyang with pride, her face as dark as night, and there was a storm among the amber pupils. She waved her sleeves: "Relax!"

"If you know in the future, you will be lying to me today, and you will be dead without a complete body!"

The bright yellow figure disappeared into the darkness. Xuanyuan Yinxiu staggered and leaned her exhausted body against the wall. Sweat soaked her back. Xuanyuan Zeyang was definitely not easy to deal with...

In the dark room, Xuanyuan Zeyang was immersed in darkness. On the side of his lips tightly pursed, each expression seemed to be carved by the knife of time, solidified, and the light was reflected in the moonlight into blue, and there seemed to be a little ghost fire ignited in the darkness.

"emperor!"

Xuanyuan Zeyang, who was in deep thought, heard this call, and a bowl of eyes appeared. In an instant, the darkness on all sides seemed to have melted, turning into soft and mellow wine, wandering in every inch of starlight.

"Mother, it's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"

Xuanyuan Zeyang quickly stood up, stepped forward to support Li Fei, and the coldness in his eyes was covered.

As time goes by, Zhaohua is gone. Concubine Li, who has experienced changes, has long disappeared from the peerless charm of the past. Her skin is sallow and boring. Her handsome figure in the past is now a bit hunched. She gently patted Xuanyuan Zeyang's back of her hands like a dead tree. On it, there can be vaguely seen that the scars of rough eyes spread to her arms.

"Yang'er, my mother can't sleep well, I want to come and chat with you!"

When Concubine Li lost power and everyone stepped on her, she left a painful shadow in her heart. Now, although it has become a passing cloud, she often sweats coldly every time she dreams at midnight, and then she suffers from insomnia for a long time. As soon as she closes her eyes, she will remember the hell-like life she experienced that day.

"Mom, who hurt you back then? Do you really have no clue at all?"

Smile, the deep dimples can be seen vaguely in the turquoise that yesterday's glory is like the glass in the dark night, emitting colorful light. Outside the window, a cold moon hangs in the night sky, with a cold light pouring on the earth, and it cannot illuminate this slightly cool world.

People's hearts are unpredictable, and they hide their swords in their laughter. In this palace where people eat and do not spit bones, they kill every step of the way. Concubine Li was in a very glorious at that time. She had long been a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh among the many concubines. In that unpredictable disaster, who was the real murderer behind the scenes? Concubine Yu was too difficult to solve. She shook her head and her eyes were dark: "Yang'er, so many years have passed, so why do you still mention it? Now, the mother has no other wishes. She eats vegetarian food and chants Buddha every day, and I hope you are safe!"

The past has become a passing cloud. We are exploring it, but we are just uncovering the scarred wounds and sprinkling a handful of salt when we go back to those who are unbearable to look back.
Chapter completed!