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In an instant, Jin Qiu suddenly realized, "Sister Xiangxia, I understand~!The quick execution of Mu Jinxiu may not be the most cruel for her, a person dies in the shortest and fastest time, it is not the most painful, what is terrible is the kind, to be slowly tortured to death, that is the most terrible, for Miss Mu Ruoxue, it is like this." book network . v o d t . c o m”

Mu Xiaoluo lay on the soft felt and took a nap, if it was still early today, the king must have gone to the school yard this time, she had to wait for him to rest together, but gradually, I don't know how long I waited, waiting for the voice of King Helian, and of course the voice of others.

The voice seemed to be—

"Father-in-law, what are you doing here, do you want to see Xiaoluo?"

"King Helian, please let me in, the grass people must see Xiaoluo once, otherwise, the grass people would rather die!"

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Mu Xiaoluo came out when she heard the sound, but saw Mu Zhanpeng kneeling under King Helian's knees, everyone was about to rest, what else was he doing here?

"Daughter, please let your fourth sister Mu Jinxiu go. Mu Zhanpeng's face was sad, since he came to Fangling in Western Xinjiang, he was far from himself, the high-spirited Xiangguo in the past has long since ceased to exist, but now he is a prisoner.

Hearing my father say this, it seems that the fourth sister Mu Jinxiu has already been ambushed? Mu Xiaoluo's eyes must be colored, I didn't expect Xiangxia and Jinqiu to move so fast, no, it should be Mu Jinxiu's fast movements, so quickly escaped into the pre-set fisherman, this is self-inflicted, and no one else!

Helian Haoche, the king of Fangling who came from the school grounds, already knew what was happening, and he said with a straight face, "Father-in-law, the fourth sister Mu Jinxiu is the king's sister-in-law, but now, she has already committed a heinous crime by eavesdropping on the intelligence of Western Xinjiang, which is by no means forgivable." There is nothing wrong with the sword guard Jinqiu and the military advisor Xiangxia, they are completely in accordance with the "Western Xinjiang Law", this "Western Xinjiang Law" is above the king, even if the king commits a crime, the prince of this king commits a crime, and the princess Niangniang commits a crime, it is also incumbent on him to be punished, father-in-law, please forgive this king for not being able to do anything!"

"Yes, father, get up quickly. Everything is done according to the "Western Xinjiang Legal Code", and we have no choice. Mu Xiaoluo shook her sleeve robe, and then refused to say a word.

On the periphery of the Fangling felt bag in the western Xinjiang, there is still a pile of bonfire ashes that burned out last night in front of you, and the cold wind in the west is coming, and the dust is sprinkled, all of which wet the corners of the woman's skirt.

Mu Zhanpeng's legs puffed down and he was paralyzed on the ground, at least the second daughter Mu Xiaoluo, he still loved the fourth daughter Mu Jinxiu.

The piece of felt bag to which my aunt belonged, a woman who had lost her heart and went crazy staggered over, and fell on the way, and ran over, not ten times, but eight times, until she ran to King Helian Haoche and Princess Xiaoluo, and seemed to have already overdrawn her strength, and I don't know what happened to her, maybe she stepped on the hem of her own skirt, leaned over, and fell beside the pile of earth on the bonfire, and her mouth was full of grass ash.

"Hey, what a poor person!" the fifth aunt Zheng Feiyan sighed, when she was in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the fourth aunt was gentle and gentle, except for the eldest lady of the real Changfang, the most arrogant and domineering aunt, her daughter Mu Jinxiu had an affair with Dongfang Jin of the old Shangshu family earlier, and now her daughter is also eavesdropping on the founding information of Daling? I don't want to think about it, if the Xiangfu family hadn't been blessed by King Helian Haoche of Fangling in Western Xinjiang, maybe where the family would be now, maybe the whole family would have died under the baptism of war and become cannon fodder, so maybe it wouldn't be enough.

Their mother and daughter didn't know how to be satisfied, and they coveted the future Guozuo of the Western Frontier Fang Ling Lord, they were simply damned!

Not only the people of Fangling in Western Xinjiang think so, but others such as the aunts of the old Dahua Xiangguo Mansion also think so, including the seventh aunt and the eighth aunt, and they also said that now everyone spits on the stars, I am afraid that they can drown Mu Jinxiu's mother and daughter.

In an instant, I saw Jiang Zuo, the general of Fangling in Western Xinjiang, appear in everyone's field of vision, the knife on his waist was still stranded with hot blood, and there was a head on his right hand, the head closed his eyes, his face was extremely terrifying, like a hell zombie, the whole circle of viscous blood on the lower neck was dripping down, looking at the edge of the knife cut on the neck wound, so neat, no need to know that it was the masterpiece of General Jiang Zuo, he can be called the first warrior of Fangling in Western Xinjiang, the knife is fast, needless to say, it is definitely overwhelming!

"Daughter! Splendid!" The fourth aunt's gentle face was shocked beyond any words, her legs, which were originally paralyzed on the ground, did not obey the call, she wanted to break free and stand up, but found that even her arms were not her own, she was so weak, so weak!

Mu Zhanpeng's nostrils are no longer angry, and the nostrils are gradually secreting white silk threads, he is close to the bone-chilling pain, but it is not too thorough, his most beloved daughter should be the eldest daughter Mu Ruoxue, for the fourth daughter Mu Jinxiu's love, it can only be said that it is average, even if it is average, it is also because Mu Xiaoluo is too much, if the person who dies now is Mu Xiaoluo, he will definitely not shed a drop, but now, he Mu Zhanpeng is crying at Mu Jinxiu.

General Jiang didn't have any expression on his left face, he had to throw the bloody head of his hand to the ground, and when he hit the sand, the blood splashed on the nearby bonfire grass ash all over the place, and the eyes that were always closed were stained with ash, even a whole circle under his neck.

"Ahh was beheaded by General Jiang Zuo first and then crowned with a major crime of rebellion against Western Xinjiang that can never be overthrown!

Plagiarizing information on the founding of the country, no matter which country it is placed in, without the consent of the head of the country, is a capital crime, and there is no need to say more.

Mu Zhanpeng didn't know this, but what was the use? The second daughter Mu Xiaoluo is now the princess of Fangling, with unlimited authority, she has long since stopped taking her own father in her eyes, how could she put the fourth sister Mu Jinxiu in her eyes, and when Mu Jinxiu was in the prime minister's mansion, she always wanted to cause Mu Xiaoluo to die, and in the end, she was all recognized by Mu Xiaoluo's wisdom and wisdom. Now that she has been executed for eavesdropping on the information of the founding of the country, who else can blame, it is useless to blame Mu Xiaoluo, an ironclad fact is displayed in front of everyone: that is Mu Jinxiu is dead, the prime minister is gone, can there be a way to live?

"Mother, let's go in. Mu Xiaoluo squeezed the hand of the eldest lady Xiaoluo's biological mother (who had been straightened out of the ordinary) beside her, such a bloody scene, how should a lactating woman watch, and she had to step into the felt bag to breastfeed the lovely little ninth brother Mu Ling.

What else can Lin Qiuyun say, she can only let Xiao Luo help herself into the felt bag, the wind outside is strong, and it is too bloody, fortunately it is not in the period of pregnancy reaction now, otherwise, she must not vomit to death, she knows that Mu Zhanpeng's heart is uncomfortable, in the end, Jinxiu is his biological child, which parent in the world will not be sad and scattered, and can only blame Mu Jinxiu for taking the blame for herself, and she has nothing to do with others, but it was not her own Xiaoluo's daughter who instigated her to eavesdrop on the information of the founding of the country!

Up to now, the eldest lady Xiaoluo's biological mother can only pretend to be deaf in both ears, close her lips and be dumb, it is just that she has nothing to do with herself, she thinks about it at this time, she blames breastfeeding, and she doesn't care about anything.

Everyone is almost gone, before Xiangxia and Jinqiu left, they spit heavily at Mu Jinxiu's bloody head, and each called out a look, saying that the princess is already generous and benevolent, and being her sister is enough to give her righteousness, but Mu Jinxiu doesn't cherish the opportunity, she has to run to eavesdrop on it repeatedly, and now she is dead, who is to blame?

There is only a bunch of ridicule and sarcasm left.

It has always been admired such a truth, praising the high and stepping on the low, who called Mu Jinxiu to live in the Fangling Tomb of the Western Frontier, and eavesdropping on the information of the founding of the country under the eaves of other people's houses is so rampant, Mu Xiaoluo did not secretly instigate General Jiang Zuo to dismantle her into eight pieces, divide the corpse of five horses, and make adult sauce, which is already polite to her! It is already quite good for her to cut off her head and let her die with a sword, so that Mu Jinxiu does not have to suffer nightmarish pain before she dies. Where is it like Mu Xiaoluo's previous life, even at the last moment of death, she was told the truth that all kinds of people around her died one by one, that is, death is even more uncomfortable.

At this moment, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, the old Dahua Xiangguo Mu Zhanpeng is kneeling in the wind, no pain, his most heartache is not that Mu Jinxiu's fourth daughter is dead, this is not the most painful for Mu Zhanpeng, he has too many daughters, even his most hopeful, the eldest son Mu Xuanchang is dead, how much more can he hope for?

If he can, Mu Zhanpeng can kill the king of Fangling and his wife, replace the king of Xijiang, and become the future lord of Daling. By the way, he rescued the precious eldest daughter Mu Ruoxue, who is still imprisoned in the prison to this day, but all this seems to be nothing, he sent his fourth daughter Mu Jinxiu to eavesdrop on the information of the founding of the Western Xinjiang, he thought, as long as he grasps the extremely important information, when the time comes, he will be the son-in-law of the King of Fangling in the Western Frontier, as well as the second daughter of Xiaoluo, and wait to gain the trust of the two, then everything will take a turn for the better.

These are just the result of Mu Zhanpeng's self-obscenity, but as everyone knows, Mu Xiaoluo, the second daughter, has already completely lost trust in him, family affection, expectation, enemies still want enemies, strangers still need strangers, how can there be a day to forgive him, his biological father? If there really is such a day, unless the sea withers and the mountains collapse, and the universe is completely destroyed, but there is really that day, I am afraid that it will be forever and forever! It is almost impossible!

"Jinxiu, it was Daddy who killed you, don't worry! Daddy will definitely avenge you!" The latter words, Mu Zhanpeng did not speak.

But it provoked the fourth aunt to be gentle and suspicious, under her severe pain, her eyebrows frowned deeply, touched the head of the fourth daughter Mu Jinxiu, her hands were covered with a terrible smell of blood, and she grabbed Mu Zhanpeng's hands violently, trembling with life, and her lips and teeth were almost bleeding, "Master, what are you talking about? What are you talking about? Isn't it that you killed You'er with your own hands, isn't it!

"You are a woman! I don't know if you don't ask!" Mu Zhanpeng's face showed a weak emotion, he turned his back, he didn't dare to look directly at the pupils of the Guan's family, what kind of look was that, a mother saw her daughter die tragically in front of her, he thought that a casual prevarication could get rid of the suspicion of the Guan's family.

The official shook his head again and again, his heart suddenly rose with disgust, the lord looked so at such a loss, she had stayed in the prime minister's mansion for more than ten years, she was his pillow person, her husband's every move was too weird, she couldn't help but guess, "Master, tell me honestly, is it you, is it you who killed our You'er!"

There was no one here, in order to tell the official to shut up, Mu Zhanpeng stood up suddenly, shook the official's sleeve and wrist, and said fiercely, "Yes, it was Benxiang who instigated You'er to eavesdrop on the information on the founding of the Western Xinjiang, so what? Benxiang does everything, it's not all for you, for You'er, now that you've failed, You'er is dead, you don't have to cry all day long, the road to becoming a king and becoming an emperor will inevitably die, just a You'er died, there are so many children in Benxiang, and Ruoxue, Yuxuan, and Ling'er——"

"You unscrupulous person who has lost all your conscience!" Guan couldn't help but be emotional, she forcibly propped up her weak body, pounced as fast as she could, grabbed one of Mu Zhanpeng's arms, opened her lips and teeth, devoured it fiercely, and bit out like blood, and Guan didn't have the desire to let go.

Mu Zhanpeng was suffocated, and his heart and lungs were pounding in pain, "Crazy woman! Are you crazy! Are you crazy? Jinxiu is dead, is it possible that you, a crazy woman, really want to live with your life? I am your husband! Your God! Now that Jinxiu is dead, you have to listen to me even more!"

"You'er, my You'er, it's all bad mother!" Guan Wenrou knew that the real killer Mu Jinxiu was her husband, but her husband was her husband after all, and he was the only person she could rely on now, if she bit Mu Zhanpeng to death, then who else could she rely on in the future.

Who can bring her to rely on, what Princess Fangling of Western Xinjiang said is good and can be regarded as her daughter, yes, but people's biological mother and eldest lady Lin Qiuyun is there, she will be old in the future, Mu Xiaoluo of course she has to honor that biological mother, if she still has a son and a half daughter, it would be better, but now, even her only daughter is dead, how can she rely on it, do you really have to rely on Mu Zhanpeng, he also has the eldest lady, and the younger fifth aunt Li Qingluo and the seventh and eighth aunts, how can it not be her turn to be such an old and yellow fourth aunt。

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