Of course, Yan Qingyu could see that the body movements of these ten people were so weird that they were scary. They could even gain human character with bare hands and empty fists, and no one could defeat close combat.

She did not bring anyone here. These people should be the Fourth Prince or the one sent by Si Yucheng to guard her, but they are far from being the opponent of Yan Ziran's people.

"I don't feel sorry for the An clan being destroyed at all. If you don't do it, I will do it and kill all the secret guards of that clan!" Yan Ziran's side had only a few secret guards. If I had difficulty with each personality, every part of my body would be a powerful weapon to kill the enemy. There were hidden weapons in my body, and countless killing moves were there.

Yan Qingyu focused on her mind.

Jing stood in front of Yan Ziran, "I'll ask again, what are you going to do?"

Yan Ziran reached out and gently held her hand, "You don't look like me at all. We are both father's children, maybe you look like your mother, right?"

Yan Qingyu wanted to retreat, but found that Yan Ziran's hands were like steel, supporting her, making her unable to move.

Meiyue's people were slaughtered, leaving only her alone. She was entangled by a feminine-looking man and could not come to Yan Qingyu's side.

I felt anxious.

Queen.

The Lord’s mission is to let her protect her, but she actually...

"Look, a unilateral massacre." Yan Ziran was very satisfied with the ten people he trained himself. Each of them was not as powerful as he imagined, but he was barely qualified.

"So, are you showing off to me?" Yan Qingyu smiled, her eyes getting colder and colder.

"It is to let you see the gap in strength between us!" Yan Ziran let go of her hand, took out a dagger from her arms and played with it gently, with her eyes slightly darker: "You shouldn't get involved."

Yan Ziran's strength made it difficult to see clearly, and the strange feeling in Yan Qingyu's heart became deeper and deeper.

"I will give you one last chance and promise me that I will no longer be involved in the battle against the throne, so I will let you go!"

Yan Qingyu looked at the man in front of her quietly, and a charming and domineering sneer appeared on her face. Her breath changed instantly, and the corners of her bright red lips were slightly tilted and twisted: "I'm sure I'll step on this muddy water!"

"What a pity, I really like you sister!" Yan Ziran sighed heavily, held the dagger and put it in Yan Qingyu's hand. Without Yan Qingyu's reaction, he only saw Yan Ziran holding her hand and stabbing towards his chest with the dagger in her hand.

With a puff, the dagger sank into flesh and blood.

Yan Qingyu's mind was blank, and she could only see Yan Ziran sneering at her dangerously: "The disobedient sister deserves to be taught a lesson!"

What?

"Bold Yan Qingyu, you actually killed your brother? Come on, take the person down and leave it to your father to convict!" Mo Yiqing didn't know where he came out, but obviously he was prepared. Following him, a large number of imperial guards surrounded Yan Qingyu directly.

He grabbed the dagger from Yan Qingyu's hand, suppressed her, and sent it to His Majesty.

Yan Qingyu was so surprised that she couldn't speak. She watched quietly. It was not until the imperial physician said that Yan Ziran had died of anger because of the stabbing of the heart, that her eyes moved slightly.

Swallow is dead?

Just die like this?

Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!

"I……"

"Bold Yan Qingyu, you are cruel and ruthless and dare to kill your brother. What crime should you be punished?" Mo Yiqing did not give her any chance to make a quibble, nor did she let her touch Yan Ziran's body. Perhaps there was a fraud in it, but if she was not allowed to approach, she would not be able to see what was going on.

This is a trap. Yan Ziran used his life to design a dead end with Mo Yiqing.

Unsolved death.

Because the swallow died.

The dust settles!

Yan Ziran's body is evidence. Mo Yiqing took a group of imperial guards as witnesses and saw everything with his own eyes. If Yan Ziran held her hand and committed suicide on purpose, who would believe it?

She couldn't argue.

Emperor Mo Sang looked at Yan Qingyu below and angrily slapped the dragon throne, "Yan Qingyu, do you admit your guilt?"

Yan Qingyu moved her lips gently and said obscurely, "My son... doesn't recognize it!"

Emperor Mo Sang angrily smashed the inkstone in his hand towards Yan Qingyu. Yan Qingyu was suppressed to the ground and could not avoid it. It was Si Yucheng who blocked the inkstone for her, so she was not hit to death.

Si Yucheng knelt on the ground: "Father..."

"Shut up!" Emperor Mo Sang blushed with anger, pointed at Yan Qingyu and cursed, "You poisonous woman, cruel and cruel, killing your brother, and you are not worthy of being my royal family. Come on, drag this wolf-hearted thing out and behead it for the public!"

Mo Yiqing listened to this order and smiled faintly.

Yan Qingyu had no choice but to kill her brother. She had no choice but to die.

"Father, are you planning to let everyone know about it? There is a scandal in the royal family, aren't you afraid that the people will be shaken?" Si Yucheng's eyes were faint. The little girl was framed. It seems that she really underestimated the other party.

Emperor Mo Sang was stunned by his words and his anger was hard to relieve.

"The emperor violated the law and committed the same crime as the common people. She dared to kill her brother, which was a ruthless act. She imprisoned me in the clan's house and was seriously ill outside!" Emperor Mo Sang quickly reacted. The scandals caused by the royal family should not be made big, so just deal with them in private.

"The crime of death is to avoid death, and the crime of living cannot be escaped. I will be punished by a stick of fifty boards and sent to the clan mansion. Without my orders, no one is allowed to visit." The fifty boards are fatal to a weak and sick woman. Even if she was not beaten to death on the spot, she would not live long after being imprisoned in the clan mansion.

"My son and she are husband and wife. The couple are the same forest birds, and the son and she has been borne by her for her!" Si Yucheng raised his eyes firmly, and looked at Emperor Mo Sang above with a cold look, word by word, with a sharp tone.

Emperor Mo Sang slapped the table with a fierce look, and his eyes were red: "I rebelled against you, I am kind to not kill her. You are a rebellious son, you..."

"Please help my father!" Si Yucheng's voice was firm.

"You... OK, are you going to suffer for her? Come on, drag the fourth prince out and take a stick and blame him for one hundred times, begging for the same crime! I imprison this cold-blooded man who killed his brother, get out of the family's house, get out of here!"

Emperor Mo Sang was furious and glared at Yan Qingyu fiercely.

When Si Yucheng was taken away, he smiled comfortingly at Yan Qingyu, as if saying: It's only one hundred big boards, I'm rough and thick-skinned, so it's okay.

Yan Qingyu said nothing. She was designed to be a dead end, and it was Si Yucheng who left a trace of life for her to help her.

When Yan Qingyu was taken away, she saw Si Yucheng kneeling outside the hall being beaten by a soldier holding a stick and a stick. Her heart was aching because of the stick after stick.

She was designed to die, and the Fourth Prince suffered it for her.

In the end, she owed too much the Fourth Prince.

Yan Ziran regards life as a trap, and she can't retreat at all. If she has the ability to predict, she can't escape.

One life is exchanged for her and one life, who can escape from this disaster?

For the reputation of the royal family, Your Majesty blocked the news that Yan Qingyu killed his brother, saying that Yan Ziran was assassinated in the palace, and His Majesty was lenient to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Everyone sighed that the Prime Minister's bad luck and that his best son died like this.

Although His Majesty blocked the news, Mo Yiqing secretly spread the news. Almost everyone knew that it was Yan Qingyu who killed his brother.

There are rumors that Yan Qingyu was the victim of the second daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion before, and Yan Qingyu was also the victim of the fourth son's death.

The mistress was framed and cheated, etc...

Everyone was shocked.

How could that weak concubine do such a thing? She is disabled!

Although the rumors are rumors, some people believe it and some people don’t believe it. No matter what, Yan Qingyu was indeed designed by Mo Yiqing this time.

Until Yan Ziran was buried, Yan Qingyu was imprisoned in the clan mansion.

The clan mansion is a place where the royal family is detained, and most people cannot come.

Yan Zibing took office in the Ministry of Justice. The Zongren Mansion belonged to a branch of the Ministry of Justice, but he was the only one who successfully approached Yan Qingyu.

When he saw Yan Qingyu kneeling on the ground in white clothes, he sent the food into her cell and sighed again: "I reminded you not to believe anything, including Yan Ziran!"

Yan Qingyu opened her eyes, her eyes clear, unlike the gaze of a person who was tortured and imprisoned.

Yan Qingyu looked at the food brought in by Yan Zibing indifferently, and did not move, "So? Come and put a deception on me?"

Yan Zibing sat down through the cell, wearing an official uniform, less romantic than usual. He looked helpless: "Yan Ziran was buried. I touched his veins myself, and he was really angry."

"I don't believe it!" Yan Qingyu Bingbing refused.

"I believe in my eyes!" Yan Zibing said.

"The eyes are sometimes blinded by the truth, and I don't believe that he will frame me with his own life. Such an exchange is not equal at all. Now, I have not yet avenged him. How could he think that I would not be executed by His Majesty?"

Yan Qingyu has been particularly calm in the sect’s mansion these days. She recalled every expression of Yan Ziran at that time, and every move she made and every emotion became clearer and clearer.

"What do you do next?" Yan Zibing knocked on the lunch box, opened it, ate some by herself, and signaled her to her: It's not poisonous!

Yan Ziran picked up the wine and drank a glass, touched the cold wine glass, "Wait!"

"The result is that Yan Zi is dead!"

"Ha..." Yan Qingyu said nothing. She was waiting for the final result. She would definitely not believe such a thing as Yan Ziran would die, and one hundred people would not believe it.

Soon, the red spider and the roefish were confirmed.

A soldier from the clan mansion came over, stood behind Yan Zibing and threw a note beside Yan Qingyu. Yan Zibing turned around and saw only the back of a soldier.

Raise your eyebrows; "Your hands are so long that you have someone in the clan's mansion."

This is Xuanfeng's net. Xuanfeng, the queen bee, has countless "bees" to serve her.

I took the note and took a look, took a casual look into my stomach, took a sip of wine, and the shimmering moonlight was rising and falling.

"Swallow is not dead!"

"Impossible, I'll use my own eyes..."

Yan Qingyu: "My man dug up Yan Ziran's tomb, it's empty!"

Yan Zibing couldn't believe it, "You actually asked someone to dig a grave? You..."

Yan Qingyu: "I let another corpse be put in. Even if I pretend to die, I will turn it into a real death!"

Yan Zibing sat upright, "You are innocent when the matter of the empty tomb was revealed. Why did you do this?"

"Because I'm not happy about being designed!" Yan Qingyu sipped the wine, and a strange fighting spirit rose on her face. This was the first time she had a head-on collision with Yan Ziran.

"If you pretend to die, you will become a real death for me. Never think about taking Yan Ziran back to his identity. If you can't fight him on the surface, I don't believe that you can't beat him even if you go to the dark!"

Yan Zibing stared at her crazy face in a daze, "Are you... crazy?"
Chapter completed!