Chapter 642, Handwritten Oracle

As Su Wushuang's words came out, everyone's hearts seemed to be clear, everything was connected, and all the inexplicable places also made sense. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everything was done by Mu Yunjin, and the reason why some of the sights would fall on Yi Concubine's body in a blur was because the extremely unnoticeable An Rong was in the way, so that everyone could not tell the ins and outs at once.

Everyone's minds froze, and the whole room was silent.

When everything is torn apart, when those truths are ruthlessly dissected and revealed in front of people, some people will know how painful their hearts are.

Du Weiwei's hand in his sleeve was clenched tightly, the light in his eyes was already cold, everything, everything, everything, was Mu Yunjin!!

Mu Yunjin...... Mu Yunjin!!

The next moment, the woman finally made a move, got up, and walked outside.

All eyes fell on the woman's body in an instant, only He Xiao got up at the same time, grabbed the woman's sleeve, and said in a deep voice: "Wei'er." ”

Du Weiwei made any move, how could He Xiao not know what she meant?

"Let's take a good look."

Pulled by He Xiao, Du Wei stopped his steps, did not turn around immediately, turned his back to everyone, but his body trembled slightly.

He Xiao naturally felt the change in the woman, all the previous things overlapped, which hurt her a lot, and now knowing who did it, her emotions also fluctuated greatly and were extremely unstable.

He Xiao's brows furrowed slightly, his figure stepped forward, his hand wrapped around Du Weiwei's shoulder, and his voice was extremely low: "Don't be afraid, everything has me." ”

Yes, he knew Du Weiwei, her heart, in addition to anger, was the faint fear, the fear that had experienced some pain.

"I'm going to send my mom and dad out."

After a long silence, Du Weiwei's voice sounded with a little trembling, at this moment, all she could think about was her parents.

Every time she thinks that her mother's unconscious is Mu Yunjin's doing, her heart aches, and now her parents are still in the Prime Minister's Mansion, teach her how not to worry? !

"Wei'er." He Xiao's voice used a slight force, and the movement in his hand was also a force, turning Du Weiwei's body around, and responded in a deep voice, "Okay." ”

At this moment, no matter what Du Weiwei said, he would naturally agree.

"Knock knock knock-" pulled Du Wei to turn around and sit down again, and the knock on the door just sounded,

Immediately, Huang's voice sounded: "Master." ”

He Xiao's hand was still on Du Weiwei's shoulder, his eyebrows and eyes sank, and he answered: "Come in." ”

Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang has been with him for a long time, and he has a very good idea of what he should say in front of others, and if he knocks on the door at this moment, it means that the matter is more urgent, and he can say it in front of these people.

The sound of opening the door sounded, but in the blink of an eye, Huang's figure had already entered the inner room, but he also stopped at the door of the inner room, and bowed to all the people present, and then opened his mouth to He Xiao: "Master, in the palace, I sent an edict." ”

He Xiao was standing next to Du Weiwei, who was sitting, this time he heard Huang's announcement, his brows furrowed slightly, and as soon as he wanted to speak, he felt the woman's movements rise again, and one got up, and he had already run to Huang's front and stretched out his hand.

Huang Ben lowered his eyes, and suddenly felt a blue figure running in front of him, stunned for a moment, and then reacted to the princess's meaning, took out the oracle from his sleeve, and sent it to Du Weiwei with both hands.

Du Weiwei's mood was still extremely uncalm, he snatched the oracle, unfolded it, and read the words on the oracle one by one with fierceness in his eyes, and at the end, his breath was deep and flat, his eyes closed and paused, and then he raised it high and threw it behind him.

Accurately, the oracle flew in the direction of He Xiao.

He Xiao's big palm was also raised high and caught the hand.

Unfolded the oracle and looked at it, He Xiao's brows also deepened and deepened, and at the end, he put away the oracle, put it on the table, turned his eyes, and looked at Mu Yunxin, the light in his eyes became heavy.

"On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, a state funeral will be held."

It was just eight words, and when they came out of He Xiao's mouth, they were filled with a heavy cold meaning.

Mu Yunxin had been leaning on the bed, his brows drooping slightly, and when he heard He Xiao talking to him, he slowly raised his head, and there seemed to be a slight trembling light between his eyebrows.

"The fifteenth day of the first lunar month...... He Mu Yunjin really has the courage to do this......"

On the fifteenth day of the first month, Shangyuan Festival, was originally the first and most important festival of Ting Yuan after Chinese New Year's Eve, and it should have been a day for families to reunite.

This is completely an insult to Mu Tiande!!

Thinking like this, Mu Yunxin's hand holding the brocade quilt became harder and harder.

"You don't have anything to say?"

He Xiao stood closest to the bed, his eyebrows and eyes lowered, and his voice was deep, falling towards Mu Yunxin.

Su Wushuang walked to the table one step by one, picked up the oracle, and glanced at it quickly, and his voice fell: "Burial Mu Tiande, Mu Yungu and Ding Yi on the same day?" ”

"Tsk...... This Mu Yunjin simply didn't put people in his eyes. ”

Su Wushuang's words were slightly sarcastic, and at the end, he threw the oracle back on the table with some disgust.

He Xiao's gaze sank, and he glanced at Mu Yunxin again, seeing that he had no intention of speaking, the coldness on his lips was long, and he was already planning to turn back.

"Take me there."

The next moment, Mu Yunxin opened his mouth, and his tone was a little sad and indignant.

He Xiao stopped turning around, stared, looked at Mu Yunxin, and did not respond.

Mu Yunxin's hand holding the brocade quilt slowly loosened, raised his eyes, and looked at He Xiao, his bewitching eyebrows and eyes in the past were already cold and forbearing, he looked at He Xiao deeply, and repeated: "Take me there." ”

Hearing the sound, Bei Minglang, who had been hanging his gaze, also raised his head and looked at Mu Yunxin, the scar on his face was quiet, revealing an indescribable coldness.

Du Weiwei's gaze was also at the same time, condensed, and looked in Mu Yunxin's direction, frowning slightly.

Mu Yunxin's heart was deeper than anyone present at the moment, even though Mu Tiande was the Son of Heaven, but in the end, it was his, father.

He Xiao leaned sideways slightly, and did not look at Mu Yunxin directly, his gaze was pressed down the whole time, with an unpredictable meaning in the afterglow, and at the end, the corners of his mouth were slightly pulled, and the cool words fell: "You will see Mu Tiande,"

"Not at a state funeral, though."