Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Xiling Yunqing and Xuanyuan Yu walked in the forefront, and stopped in front of the blood and corpses all over the place.

Jing Shu kept lying in front of those corpses, weeping so hard that her voice became hoarse from crying.

Xuanyuan Yangyue's face was pale, and she collapsed not far away, staring at Jingying's corpse with vacant eyes, and her clothes were stained with blood that hadn't dried up.

Although Xiling Yunqing was close to 40 years old and had a lot of experience, she had never seen such a tragic death before, and immediately felt dizzy, almost untenable.

Xuanyuan Yu hurriedly stretched out his hand, supported the Queen of Xiling, and said in a very concerned tone: "Mother, are you okay?"

Xiling Yunqing shook her head, stretched out a hand to cover her eyes, and said in a weak voice, "It's okay, Yu'er."

Xuanyuan Yu frowned, and said: "Mother, you should take a rest on the soft chair, let your son deal with this matter, and you just watch it from the sidelines. If there is anything wrong with your son, You can point it out again, okay?"

Xiling Yunqing nodded, still covering her eyes with her hand.

Xuanyuan Yu stretched out his hand and waved it.

The leader of the Imperial Forest Army immediately understood, and brought a comfortable soft chair from the Fusheng Hall, put it in a place where there was no blood, and sat down with Xiling Yunqing.

"Xuanyuan Yangyue."

Xuanyuan Yu took a step forward, with his hands behind his back, a pair of black hole-like eyes tightly locked on the pale and beautiful woman who was limp on the ground, and his voice sounded like a ghost from hell, "Jingying, but Did you kill it?"

In the bewilderment, Xuanyuan Yangyue, who had fallen into a state of emptiness, vaguely heard the most beloved voice.

She raised her head abruptly, and saw Xuanyuan Yu's handsome and cold face like a heavenly man.

Xuanyuan Yangyue came back to her senses in an instant, supported the vermilion pillar, stood up slowly, and wrapped her thin lips that had lost blood color, and said: "No... I didn't kill it. She died by herself It has nothing to do with me, I just tied her up and didn't kill her."

Xuanyuan Yu's handsome face immediately darkened, and he snapped, "Anyone with long eyes can see it. Jingying was divided into pieces by your puppet gold yuan control line. Do you still want to argue?"

"I have no sophistry!" Xuanyuan Yangyue became anxious all of a sudden, her body trembling with excitement, she stretched out a finger, pointed at the shredded corpses on the ground, and said sharply, "It's Jingying her." I died by myself! I didn't kill her! I don't know why she died! I just wanted to teach her a lesson and broke the thousand feather clothes that the princess dances..."

"Princess Yangyue!" The painful Jingshu who had been throwing herself on Jingying's broken corpse suddenly raised her head, her eyes were red, she glared at Xuanyuan Yangyue fiercely with a very vicious look, her voice was almost hoarse , "We two sisters have been with you for ten years, serving you with all our heart. Not only did you kill the elder sister of the slave servant cruelly, but you also used such ridiculous excuses to shirk responsibility. Do you have any conscience at all!!"

Jing Shu, who suffered from the pain of losing her sister, echoed her shrill voice above the Fusheng Hall, making everyone's hearts tremble.

"I said I didn't kill it!" Xuanyuan Yangyue was forced to panic, and roared at Jingshu.