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Chapter 741 Madam Dugu's Secret
Feng Bailing bit her dry lips lightly.

Both Emperor Yongye and Dugu Yu snorted coldly, and at this moment they were unwilling to mention Prince Shun any more.

"Because Prince Shun, he doesn't want the two of you, father and son, to fight each other."

Feng Bailing's words fell like thunder, Emperor Yongye and Dugu Yu couldn't help being stunned when the words came out, even the Ninth Prince Dongfang Mosheng couldn't help but froze slightly.

"Nonsense, Feng Bailing, you are simply talking nonsense. How could he be the son of the Holy Majesty?"

Concubine Dugu was emotional.

"Feng Bailing, you are so courageous. At this point, you still want to deceive Jun Wushang and cover up for Dugu Cong."

Concubine Dugu sneered.

Although the strength of the monster is high, the hidden guards around are not vegetarians, not to mention, the imperial concubine Dugu gently pinched the jade whistle in her hand.

If it is really a last resort, she can still play the jade flute, and then the whole palace will become her tool to kill Dugu duck.

"Feng Bailing, I'm giving you one last chance to step aside. You and Dugu Yu have reconciled. Since you are my niece, I don't have to hold you accountable."

Emperor Yongye also had cold eyes.

Dugu Yu and him have already torn faces today, and they can no longer return to the past rituals of monarchs and ministers. Since this is the case, he has no choice but to kill Dugu.

As for what Feng Bailing said, Emperor Yongye didn't believe it at all.

Regarding Dugu Yu's life experience, Emperor Yongye had already known it clearly many years ago, so how could Feng Bailing be able to explain it clearly in just a few words.

"You step back."

Dugu Yu's voice was deep and low, although Feng Bailing's actions made him a little displeased, but her sudden appearance made him slightly relieved.

Before she died, Hua Wushang once said that all the people in Prince Shun’s Mansion had disappeared. Dugu Yu was still a little anxious at that time, fearing that something would happen to the two children and Feng Bailing. Feng Bailing’s appearance at this time explained the people in the Palace. It's all right.

That being the case, he can let go and do what he has always wanted to do all these years.

"My lord, Dugu duck, I know you don't believe me. I have evidence. Do you all remember the painting in the Prince's Mansion?"

Feng Bailing took a deep breath, if the dragon mother-in-law hadn't suddenly appeared and told her about this, she would have been kept in the dark.

"The painting?"

Emperor Yongye hesitated for a moment, and Dugu Yu also recalled the painting.

The painting Feng Bailing was talking about was the one that had been hanging in the Prince's Mansion for many years, and it showed the back of Mrs. Dugu.

Concubine Dugu sneered.

"Feng Bailing, don't confuse right and wrong there, what can a painting explain?"

"That painting is the best evidence. My Majesty, I dare to ask you, why have you not believed that Dugu Cong is your son for so many years?"

Emperor Yongye sneered.

"Needless to say, Dugu Yu's pair of different pupils speaks for itself. Neither Mrs. Dugu nor Prince Shun have different pupils. In fact, I also suspect that he is not Prince Shun's son. I have investigated it a long time ago. , Different pupils will only appear among direct blood relatives, in other words, Dugu Wu is not only not my son, nor Prince Shun's son, he is just a bastard that has nothing to do with the royal family."

Prince Shun can accept Dugu Cong, but Emperor Yongye cannot allow Dugu Cong to exist.

"My lord, can I borrow that painting in your hand?"

Feng Bailing naturally knew it after returning from the 22nd century, and ordinary methods cannot explain it.

Emperor Yongye hesitated, and he glanced at the calligraphy and painting in his hand.

Imperial Concubine Dugu Ding sneered secretly, she had seen that calligraphy and painting earlier in Emperor Yongye's imperial study.

There is only one woman's back in the painting, which is said to be the back of Mrs. Dugu.

Just from the back view, Imperial Concubine Dugu and Mrs. Dugu are also very similar.

"Feng Bailing, don't you want to judge that the Holy One and Dugu Cong are father and son from a single back view?"

In the view of Imperial Concubine Dugu, Feng Bailing was just playing tricks and delaying time.

Dongfang Mosheng, who was seriously injured, frowned slightly, while Emperor Yongye was still hesitating.

Feng Bailing said again.

"My lord, that calligraphy and painting belonged to Prince Shun's mansion for so many years. No one discovered the secrets on the painting. Only I can unlock the secrets on it. Aren't you curious that Mrs. Dugu left this painting back then? the real reason?"

Feng Bailing's last words moved Dugu Yu and Emperor Yongye. For both of them, Mrs. Dugu has an irreplaceable meaning in their lives.

In Emperor Yongye's heart, even though the imperial concubine Dugu was very similar to Mrs. Dugu, she was not Mrs. Dugu after all.

Emperor Yongye snorted, and threw the calligraphy and painting in his hand to Feng Bailing.

After Feng Bailing took the calligraphy and painting, she opened it carefully.

What caught everyone's eyes was still the back of a beautiful and moving woman
"Feng Bailing, the painting is already in my hands. There is only a back figure on it. There is no evidence to say that Dugu Ji is related to the Holy One. I think you are clearly trying to delay time. Your Highness, don't be fooled again. Take down Feng Bailing first, and then take down Dugu Wu, this time we must wipe out all these evils."

Concubine Dugu fanned the flames there.

"Shut your mouth, what are you? You are just a substitute for Mrs. Dugu. You really take yourself seriously."

Feng Bailing looked at Concubine Dugu.

After she resolves the misunderstanding between Emperor Yongye and Dugu Yu, she will deal with this woman.

Concubine Dugu's face turned livid from anger, and at this moment Feng Bailing took out something and splashed it on the painting.

"Feng Bailing, how dare you!"

Emperor Yongye was furious, and Dugu Wu's face changed suddenly.

"Who told you to ruin her painting?"

Emperor Yongye was so excited that he rushed forward and snatched the calligraphy and painting from Feng Bailing's hands. At this moment, he regretted it too much. For him, this calligraphy and painting was the last thing left to him by Mrs. Dugu.

But now, Feng Bailing has splashed an unknown liquid on this calligraphy and painting, and the liquid gave off a pungent smell, and the liquid quickly melted away.

The woman's back in that calligraphy and painting originally looked beautiful, but under the action of the liquid, the back was instantly blurred into one piece.

Witnessing all this, Emperor Yongye's anger reached its peak.

He slapped Feng Bailing fiercely, and a pair of powerful men's hands suddenly grabbed Emperor Yongye's hand.

Emperor Yongye couldn't move his hands at all.

"Escort. Dugu Wu wants to kill the Holy Majesty."

The noble concubine Dugu yelled loudly, and the guards around her moved after hearing the sound.

"Emperor Yongye glared at Dugu duck, the veins on his forehead throbbed.

For so many years, this is the first time Dugu has done anything to him.

The man in front of him looked cold and cruel.

Dugu duck said word by word.

"Who allowed you to touch my woman."

The man was already half taller than him, and the icy aura on his body made Emperor Yongye shudder.

Emperor Yongye still remembered that back then Dugu Yu was still a child crying for his mother... He forgot that this man was already taller and stronger than him.

"Look, that painting..."

Ninth Prince's weak voice broke the deadlock between the two.

Emperor Yongye and Dugu Yu couldn't help but look down at the calligraphy and painting in Emperor Yongye's hand.

The liquid Feng Bailing poured on the painting blurred the calligraphy and painting.

This move made Yongye Emperor Longyan furious.

But when the liquid melted, Feng Bailing stepped forward, took out the handkerchief and wiped the liquid from the calligraphy and painting.

(End of this chapter)