The three of them sat quietly and drank tea, no one spoke, the warm sun was shining, the breeze was blowing, and the atmosphere was dull and quiet.

After drinking a cup of tea, Qingyun put down the teacup, glanced at Mo Xuan with a sharp eye, and then got up to leave, just after taking two steps, Gong Yingjie's slightly hurried voice came from behind: "Ninth princess, please stay!" Both of them had a hint of unfathomable edge in their eyes.

Turning around, Qingyun looked at Gong Yingjie, who wanted to speak and stopped, and said lightly: "I don't know why the palace prince called the palace?" ”

After hesitating for a while, Gong Yingjie bit his lip and said, "I know that our father and son deserve to die, but I just want to ask the ninth princess, where is my father now?" ”

Since ancient times, those who have plotted the usurper of the dynasty have not been allowed to die, but the father is different, not to mention that the father is the royal heir, just because the father is a hereditary prince, and he holds the gold medal given by the emperor to avoid death, and the current emperor has a life-saving grace, the nine princesses do not dare to execute their father without authorization, so they can only escort their father into Beijing, and after the triage of the three divisions, he will be imprisoned somewhere until he dies.

"Your father is dead." Qingyun's tone was so calm that she couldn't hear any mood swings.

Gong Yingjie couldn't help but look stunned: "What did you say?" ”

"This palace said that Gong Yuanhao is dead, and he died at the hands of Qu Yinghui, that is, the old lady of the palace!"

"Nope! That's impossible! ”

Gong Yingjie stood up suddenly, because the movement was too big and violent, the wide sleeves accidentally swept the tea cup on the table, the tea cup fell to the ground with a bang, and instantly shattered into several pieces, and the faint fragrance of tea flowed in the air with the wind, but Gong Yingjie didn't seem to hear it, looked at Qingyun with a white face, and shook his head again and again and said in denial: "Father is grandma's own son, how could grandma kill father?" You're lying to me, my father is still alive, but you're imprisoned, aren't you? ”

Looking at Gong Yingjie quietly, Qingyun pursed her lips slightly and was noncommittal.

Seeing Qingyun's calm eyes with pity, Gong Yingjie's long-suppressed emotions suddenly exploded: "You killed your father, and then blamed my grandmother, didn't you?" ”

"The old lady of the palace has been planning for many years just to ascend the throne and be the empress, but Gong Yuanhao is so sick that he has no use value, so the old lady of the palace instructed the people of the Absolute Dust Palace to design and kill Gong Yuanhao, in a vain attempt to seize the military power in the hands of Gong Yuanhao." Qingyun's tone was always calm and indifferent: "When the palace arrived at the palace, Gong Yuanhao was already seriously injured, so that he was unable to return to heaven due to lung disease. This is a fact, whether you believe it or not, this palace doesn't care at all. ”

"How so?"

Gong Yingjie stood there with a dull gaze, his whole person was as stiff as a statue, his mouth kept repeating this question, and there were cloudy tears flowing out of the corners of his eyes, but Qingyun's next words completely destroyed the hope in his heart, and he fell to the ground, bone-eating cold and despair haunting his body and mind.

"It's true that the old lady of the palace was the concubine of the former emperor, but Gong Yuanhao is the son of her fornication with Lei Zisang, the right protector of the Absolute Dust Palace!"

Looking down condescendingly at Gong Yingjie, whose face was like earth and stunned, Qingyun sighed softly.

As the old saying goes, poor people must have something to hate, and the father and son of the Gong family have been in the precarious camp for decades, and in the end they just live in a lie and a joke, how sad and lamentable?

I don't know how long it took, Gong Yingjie finally regained some senses, slowly stood up, patted the dust on his clothes, and stared at Qingyun for a moment, and a grim smile suddenly rose on his pale face.

"The ninth princess is really scheming, thinking that making up nonsense can cover up the facts, so as to achieve the goal of defeating our father and son, the ninth princess is too underestimated by our father and son, don't forget, my father has the will written by the emperor himself, my father is the only bloodline of the emperor, and the current emperor is just a person of unknown origin, stealing the throne that should belong to my father!"

Qingyun glanced at Mo Xuan, Mo Xuan immediately took out a bright yellow scroll and handed it to Gong Yingjie, looking at Gong Yingjie with a puzzled and vigilant face, Qingyun said lightly: "This is the will I got from the old lady of the palace, I think you have read it countless times, and you are naturally no stranger to the handwriting of the emperor, you should take a closer look at this will." ”

After staring at Qingyun for a long time, Gong Yingjie opened the scroll in his hand with doubts.

When Gong Yingjie saw the content of the will clearly, his pupils suddenly tightened, and he couldn't believe it, and he looked at the will again and again, word by word, until he confirmed that it was really the handwriting of the emperor, his already pale face was suddenly bloodless, as if he was holding a hot potato, he threw away the will in his hand violently, and the three souls and seven spirits had already been scattered, and he repeated and whispered in his mouth: "This is not true, this is not true......"

Mo Xuan waved his right hand, and the will on the ground quickly returned to his hand, patted off the dust on it, and put it back in his arms.

And Qingyun looked at Gong Yingjie, who seemed to be in despair, and his deep eyes gradually condensed into frost: "The content of the will, the old lady of the palace has confessed in front of Gong Yuanhao, but it is a pity that your father and son have tried their best to seize the country for so many years, but in the end they are just pawns in the hands of the old lady of the palace, just a poor person living in a lie." ”

"Chess pieces, lies, haha......ha

Gong Yingjie looked up to the sky and smiled, but the sadness and self-deprecation revealed in the laughter made Qingyun frown slightly, and Mo Xuan's face was quiet and cold.

After a long time, Gong Yingjie suddenly stopped laughing, looking at Qingyun, a strange dark light flashed in his tear-misty eyes, making it impossible to see the content at a glance: "Although our father and son were defeated, they were not defeated at the hands of the Ninth Princess, and this matter is not over." ”

"Gong Yuanhao is dead, your power in the north and Jiuyuan County has also been uprooted by this palace, and the courtiers associated with you have all confessed their sins, and now you are trapped here again, this palace wants to see, what other tricks can you turn up?" Qingyun looked at Gong Yingjie with clear eyes, I really don't know whether to say that he is cold-blooded, or to admire his ability to bear, he actually recovered his mind so quickly.

"The so-called world is unpredictable, the ninth princess can wait and see." Gong Yingjie's deep eyes were surging: "The ninth princess may not know the way, the person who lived in the south courtyard of the Amu Gulang Mansion that day was me, right?" And the evidence of Amugulang's collusion with certain people in my country was also taken by me. ”

As soon as the words fell, a blue shadow flashed, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Xuan had arrived in front of Gong Yingjie, his right hand pinched his neck mercilessly, and the enchanting eyes contained a cold light as cold as snow, staring at him whose face was distorted and struggling: "Say, where is the thing?" ”

Breathless, Gong Yingjie raised his hand and tried to break Mo Xuan's hand in vain, and after a while, he began to roll his eyes.

Seeing that Gong Yingjie was dying, Mo Xuan let go.