Wushuang gritted his teeth and made a last-ditch effort. Her appearance was stunning, her wisdom spanned thousands of years, and she was trained as a special forces soldier. How could she be killed by an ancient man?

Dongfang Chen narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, his anger subsided slightly, and there was a slight movement somewhere in his heart. He frowned slightly. Could it be that he had really blamed her wrongly? But no matter what, he could not let her go easily, otherwise his king's

Where is the face?

The corner of his mouth raised, a treacherous light flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly put down his sword.

"If you can prove your innocence, I will severely punish those who slander others; if you cannot prove your innocence, your life will be worse than death!" Dongfang Chen said coldly.

Cheng Wushuang gritted his teeth: "Okay, a gentleman's words."

"Hurry up and whip your horse!" Dongfang Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Your Majesty, there is an urgent military situation." A soldier reported outside the door.

Dongfang Chen snorted coldly and said: "Keep Concubine Mu and the Queen in separate custody. I will interrogate them in person tomorrow."

Concubine Mu was shocked, why would the emperor do this?

"Your Majesty, what I said is true. Your Majesty, you can't shut me up. I'm afraid of the dark..." Seeing Dongfang Chen walk away with a flutter of sleeves, Concubine Mu shouted in despair.

Cheng Wushuang glanced at her leisurely, then stepped forward and patted her face: "You should be lucky that you are not locked up with me, otherwise you will know what is more terrifying than darkness!"

Concubine Mu looked at Cheng Wushuang bitterly, wishing to cut this woman into pieces.

The two were imprisoned in a separate room, waiting for the arrival of tomorrow.

"Hey, it's time to eat." The guard brought four dishes, a bowl of rice, and a pot of tea.

Life in this prison is pretty good, Wu Shuang munched on the chicken leg leisurely and muttered to himself.

After eating, she lay on the bed and looked at the brocade curtains. Wushuang's thoughts were filled with sadness. Could it be that she couldn't leave the palace? No, she couldn't sit back and wait for death. This was not the style of an agent.

Never give up at any time, survive in desperate situations, and find breakthroughs in danger are the qualities that an agent should have.
Chapter completed!