The goddess of fast wear is super burning

Chapter 250 Luthier (42)

Compared to Mo Ruxue's endless nonsense, Mo Yunge was much simpler, and asked people to take down Mo Ruxue directly.

When she was dragged off the dragon chair, the disguise on Mo Ruxue's face was finally torn off, and with resentment all over her face, she shouted hoarsely: "Why? Why does the empress want to pass on Mo Yunge to you? It's her daughter, but the Queen Mother wants to get rid of Gu and Mo Yunxi for you?!"

"How is Gu worse than you!"

"Unyielding!"

Mo Yunge glanced at Mo Ruxue who was yelling like a lunatic with pity, and ordered softly: "Take it down, and put it in the prison to wait for His Majesty to deal with it."

Mo Ruxue's voice faded away, Mo Yunge turned his eyes to Rong Chen who was at the side, and said in a firm tone: "Mr. Rong Chen's mother is Xiang Gu."

Gu Xiang?

This Zuihualou luthier is Gu Xiang's son?
But wasn't the Prime Minister's mansion being ransacked by all the families?

Hearing this name, the ministers in the hall felt a little shocked and unbelievable.

Especially the people who participated in that incident had different thoughts.

"So what?"

The young man's delicate eyebrows and eyes were cold, and the corners of his lips curled up in a sneering arc. He said unhurriedly, "What? After dealing with the third princess, is the second queen going to deal with me, who slipped through the net?"

"You really shouldn't be alive." Mo Yunge glanced at the young man, and there seemed to be some pity in his eyes, and then he was replaced by calmness: "For the sake of Gu Xiangzeng being an orphan teacher, if I don't arrest you, you will end it yourself Bar."

Keeping it is a disaster after all.

Now the entire palace is hers, so naturally she is not worried that Rong Chen will escape.

After saying that, Mo Yunge asked someone to hand the sword to Rong Chen.

No one in the hall spoke up for him, even if they knew that Gu Xiang was innocent, so what?

If the king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die.

If Gu Xiang didn't know how to restrain himself, if the limelight was too strong, how could His Majesty tolerate her.

Rong Chen glanced at the sword handed over, and said softly: "Before I die, I want to see the prince."

"Mo Yunxi is dead, sir, don't waste time." After Mo Yunge finished speaking, he took the sword, and the sharp and silver light flashed across the young man's clean and cold eyes.

whoosh-

Before she could stab her down, a sharp arrow suddenly shot from outside the hall, and Mo Yunge quickly dodged to avoid it.

The arrow passed between the two and shot straight at the wall next to the dragon chair.

The imperial guards spread out to both sides, and the fifth emperor's daughter in bright yellow formal attire walked in. After entering, she handed the bow and arrow in her hand to the imperial guards next to her. Her face was rosy and shiny, and she looked a little sick.

She glanced at Rong Chen, and seeing that he was not injured, she turned her eyes to Mo Yunge again: "Sister Huang, the emperor's edict has not yet been announced, why are you in such a hurry to get rid of Mr. Rong Chen? "

Hearing what the fifth emperor said, Mo Yunge noticed that standing behind her was the female officer next to the empress, holding an imperial edict in her hand.

She suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

But when she thought of what the Queen Mother said to her, she calmed down again: "Sister Wu Huang, do you still need to announce?"

"Oh? It seems that the emperor is very confident." The fifth emperor smiled and waved to the female officer behind her.

"Announce it."

The female officer nodded slightly, then walked up to the high platform, and was about to read out the imperial decree, but was interrupted by Mo Yunge.

"Wait!"

The female officer asked: "What else is the Second Highness doing?"

Mo Yunge felt that all this was too wrong.

She stepped onto the high platform in two or three steps, and snatched the imperial decree from the female official's hand.

"Second Highness! How could you do this!" The female officer's face changed drastically, and she was about to take back the imperial edict.

The fifth imperial daughter sighed: "Forget it, the lonely imperial sister is afraid that she will not cry when she sees the coffin, so let her go."

(End of this chapter)