Chapter 832: Prison Visit

Seeing this, the purple kite smiled quite wickedly on the stage.

"My Poison Immortal Sect is to take over this Northern Qin Jiangshan by the will of Heaven, and the remnants of Northern Qin are just an existence that violates the will of Heaven, and you all deserve to die!"

The purple kite stood on the altar and pointed at the people below, his voice sonorous and powerful.

It was as if she were a messenger from heaven who wanted to do the right thing for heaven.

"She, she, she...... She's really a member of the Poison Immortal Sect, oh my God!!"

Someone shouted below, and the crowd instantly became chaotic, but after all, the emperor was still standing there and did not move, and the ministers did not dare to act rashly.

"Wei Ziyao, don't think that I don't know that you deliberately forced me to make a move today, do you think you'll be fine if you're fully prepared? You're still too tender, my lords, you remember, you will die here today, it's all because this Wei Ziyao is too self-righteous, and when you get to Jiuquan, don't forget to settle accounts with her!"

"Purple Kite, why are you so hostile to me?" Wei Ziyao looked at her like this, and only felt that it was too cheap.

"You have done a lot of injustice and harmed people, and you have the end of the dog jumping off the wall today, don't you blame me?"

"You don't have to be ashamed to say anything here!" Purple Kite seemed to be crazy: "Of course I blame you! It's all because of you, my own son doesn't recognize me, and he breaks off with me and refuses to recognize a thief as his mother, it's all you, helping Duanfei's slut compete for favor, and pushing her to the queen's position step by step, if it weren't for you, she would have this ability! Wei Ziyao, why do I have any grievances with you, you have to treat me like this!"

"Purple Kite, you have a problem with your brain, right?"

Wei Ziyao can't laugh now, because this kind of person can confidently push her mistakes on others, how disgusting should she be?

"Qi Qianche is your own son? I have verified it, I can fully confirm that he is the son of Duanfei Niangniang, Duanfei Niangniang was pregnant back then, and when she was about to be full-term, she was brutally disemboweled, and the child was taken out, that is the current His Royal Highness King Yin Qi Qianche, you said that he is your child!?"

Hearing Wei Ziyao say this, Purple Kite was stupid, completely stupid.

Because she felt that no one would ever know about it, because no one would ever think about it at all.

Can......

"No!!Shut up! Che'er is my child! It's my child with the emperor, don't talk nonsense here. ”

The purple kite was a little broken, and looked at Emperor Beiwen: "Your Majesty, don't listen to her nonsense, believe me, that's our child, it's ours!!"

She seems to have a special obsession with children.

And Feng Muyu, who was in the audience, was also taken aback when he heard the news.

Because he never expected that Qi Qianche was not Zi Kite's biological child.

After so many years, she has been crazy and generally has to assist Qi Qianche, for what?

"Don't shout, the emperor won't believe you, if you hadn't used tricks to provoke the feelings between the emperor and Concubine Duan, so that the emperor mistakenly thought that you were the one who saved him, I'm afraid you would have been in this palace a long time ago, and Concubine Duanniang would have been the queen a long time ago, why didn't you suffer more than 20 years of neglect in this harem!"

"You're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense, you're making it up, you've wronged me, it's not right......

The purple kite seemed to have suddenly reacted to something: "Wei Ziyao, no matter what you say today, it is your death period, as long as you die, as long as you are dead, this Northern Qin Kingdom is my Poison Immortal Sect, when the time comes, no one will pay attention to what you say, Wei Ziyao...... You can't count this step even if you don't do it!"

After speaking, the purple kite waved her hand, as if she was summoning something.