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Chapter 687 Su Mu has a handle in Mu Yan's hands

The autumn rain gradually stopped and the fallen leaves filled the courtyard.

"Su Mu has a grudge against Dayuan, so it is reasonable to give Fengyingwei to Mu Yan to help her seize the power of the emperor. Then why did he help Jun Min later, who represented the royal family of Dayuan Jun, and he brought you back to Dayuan, but he wanted to compete with Mu Yan." Su Qi felt that this was not simple.

Jun Yuli said in a deep voice: "Ah, have you ever wondered why Su Mu had to pretend to die?"

Su Wei's apricot eyes moved slightly.

She always thought that Su Mu had defrauded himself from the northern border to preserve his reputation and not let her bear the name of a traitor.

But now thinking about it, if he just wanted to leave Wei State naturally, he could resign directly to Emperor Wei, and he would not have to pretend to die, which would have gone through a lot of trouble.

Then there is only one possibility.

"It's not that Su Mu wanted to borrow Mu Yan from Da Yuan. It's just that Su Mu had the handle in Mu Yan's hands that he had to help Mu Yan. He chose to pretend to die, making Mu Yan think he was dead. In this way, Mu Yan could not threaten him with the handle in his hands." Su Qi said.

Jun Yuli looked at Su Wei deeply: "Besides, that handle is useful to Mu Yan. Otherwise, once Su Mu dies, there is no need for her to hold Su Mu's handle."

He also arranged someone beside Mu Yan, but now he doesn't know what Mu Yan is holding that could threaten Su Mu to help her. That only means that that handle is useful to Mu Yan.

Apart from Su Mu, who else can she threaten?

The only one related to Su Mu is Su Qi.

Su Qi also thought of this, but he didn't care: "Su Mu's handle may not be mine."

Jun Yuli has always been calm and meticulous. Although he didn't say anything, he ordered the secret guards to investigate.

When passing by the ancestral hall, a woman with fluffy and messy hair rushed out, stood staggeringly in front of Su Qi and Jun Yuli, staring at them: "How come you are here?"

Only then did Su Qi realize that the woman in a mess in front of him was Cui Jinle. Perhaps because of family rules, she was still injured, her face was weak and pale, and she no longer had the arrogant and arrogant attitude of the past.

"Come and get the spiritual spring." Su Qi said.

"How could my father ask you to come and get the spiritual spring?" Cui Jinle's body shook slightly, his eyes were bloodshot. He obviously heard the sound of the wind in the front yard, but he couldn't believe it.

Su Qi was too lazy to talk nonsense to her and frowned slightly. Jun Yuli waved her and fanned her aside, and then headed towards the back mountain of the ancestral hall with Su Qi.

"Su Qi! Jun Heng! Are you killing my father and elders?!" Cui Jinle's voice was shrill, and tears couldn't stop flowing down. Regardless of the injuries on her body, she condensed spiritual power in her palm and attacked Jun Yuli and Su Qi.

But the two of them didn't even look back. As soon as the spiritual power in Jun Yuli's palm condensed, a whip suddenly hit, rolled up Cui Jinle, and then threw it heavily to the ground.

Su Qi raised his eyebrows and looked back with Jun Yuli.

At this time, a middle-aged woman dressed in a noble family, held a long whip and bowed, and the group of people behind her also bowed one after another.

"Greetings to the Crown Prince, Princess."

Jun Yuli's coldness disappeared slightly, and his unremitting eyes fell on the woman in brocade clothes led by the leader, "Ms. Cui wants to stop us too?"

Cui Jinle, who fell to the ground, looked at Mrs. Cui, with red eyes, "Mom! You want to be your father..."

Mrs. Cui interrupted her coldly, "The eldest lady was not relieved of her stay, and she took her back to the ancestral hall."

Someone immediately pulled Cui Jinle back to the ancestral hall. Cui Jinle received thirty whips and was weak, so the maid in the Foundation Establishment Stage could not struggle. The maid was afraid that she would curse, so she even covered her mouth. Cui Jinle could only stare at Su Qi and Jun Yuli resentfully.
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