"Ah.........h There was an uproar in the audience, and people began to talk about it one after another, accusing, regretting, and watching a good show... For a time, the man was pushed to the forefront.

"Mo Beiqi, you're crazy!" Feng Yueyan watched the man destroy Feng Luotian's spiritual position, and he didn't feel angry.

Rushing forward, Feng Yueyan's eyes glared at Mo Beiqi fiercely, "Do you know what you're doing?!" After all, you and the imperial sister are husband and wife, why the imperial sister is dead, you still don't let her go safely. ”

As he spoke, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, Feng Yueyan sniffed, pursed her lips to calm her emotions, "Mo Beiqi, if you still have a little bit of conscience, I beg you, don't make any more trouble, okay?" ”

"Heh, I'm making trouble?" Mo Beiqi snorted lightly.

"Am I making trouble? Scold. The man's footsteps were a little messy, narrowing the distance between him and Feng Yueyan, and his phoenix eyes tightly twisted the woman's wooden coffin.

Slowly raise your hand and gently rub it along the edge of the wooden coffin.

Feng Yueyan was afraid that he would do something bad again, so she kept staring at him.

"Do you think she's really dead?" Mo Beiqi's voice was neither salty nor light.

"What do you mean?" Feng Yueyan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he was vaguely uneasy in his heart, "Does he want to ......?"

Unbelief!

"Seeing is believing." Mo Beiqi looked at the wooden coffin with an uncertain look in his eyes.

After a while, I saw the man's palm slap heavily, and his eyes tightened violently.

"I'm going to open the coffin for an autopsy." It's not loud, but it's loud enough for everyone to hear.

Everyone present almost dropped their jaws in shock, what this man said just now, it seemed that he was going to open the coffin for an autopsy.

Everyone began to talk about it again, but this time most of them were accusations against Mo Beiqi.

"Open coffin autopsy?" Xingmei, who was pulling Feng Yueyan on the side, also opened her mouth wide when she heard the man's words, and the strength in her hand didn't feel lighter.

Feng Yueyan heard Mo Beiqi's words, and the hand hidden in his sleeve was tightly poked.

stepped forward and put his hand on the wooden coffin to stop the man's movements, and his eyes looked at the man with some heartache.

How could she ever like such a cold-blooded and ruthless man!

"Mo Beiqi, brother-in-law, do you know what you're talking about?" The voice was a little choked, now that the imperial sister is gone, she must make herself strong.

"Feng Luotian is my imperial sister, I know her body and appearance, I also know that you can't accept the death of the imperial sister, but if you really love the imperial sister, let her leave with peace of mind." The woman's voice was a little low, and her eyes were slightly red.

"I can't believe she's dead until I see it with my own eyes." Mo Beiqi opened his mouth word by word, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Looks like you're going to open the coffin today?"

The man turned his face sideways and did not speak, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

"Huh." Feng Yueyan sneered, "If you want to open the coffin today, step over my corpse." Not to be outdone, the woman did not let go at all.

Kanke Jia: "I said Master Ma, you let the princess enter the ground as soon as possible." ”

Someone from the audience came out to speak.

Visitor B: "Yes, we have all been favored by the princess, and we really don't want her to walk unsteadily." ”

Visitor C: "You are the princess's concubine, we respect you, but if you want to open the coffin and collide with the princess's undead, we will never agree." ”

"Yes, never! Never say yes! Everyone agreed.

Mo Beiqi's phoenix eyes narrowed, and his thin lips tightened.

"Huh." Suddenly, the corners of Mo Beiqi's mouth hooked up contemptuously, "It depends on whether you agree or not." ”

"You're ......!" Several elderly elders in the crowd almost didn't lose their breath when they heard Mo Beiqi's arrogant attitude, and their eyes glared at him fiercely.

"They can't, what about me?!" The man's strong voice came from outside the house.

The people in the hall looked out, and a bright yellow figure was even conspicuous.

Shocked

"See the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live!" Suddenly, the people in the hall knelt down together, and the atmosphere in the hall was a little tense.

Feng Jingxuan, dressed in a golden dragon and yellow robe, appeared in the mourning hall with Concubine Chen and many guards, and Shen Zhimu surrounded the princess's mansion.

Feng Jingxuan's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the light in his eyes swept towards everyone in the hall, and his face was a little ugly.

Finally, looking at Mo Beiqi's head, Feng Jingxuan narrowed his eyes.

The golden silk cloud boots slowly stepped forward, and Feng Jingxuan's gaze lingered on the top of Mo Beiqi's head.

Thin lips lightly opened, "Flat." ”

Everyone got up, the Son of Heaven was here, and no one dared to speak.

Mo Beiqi was tall, slightly taller than Feng Jingxuan.

"Mo Beiqi, do you want to rebel?" The voice was not salty or light, but it shocked everyone present.

Rebellion, that's a big crime, it's going to punish the nine clans!

"I don't dare." The person concerned, Mo Beiqi, seemed calm and composed.

Mo Beiqi's attitude, everyone else pinched a cold sweat for him.

Nie Qiancheng next to Feng Jingxuan also frowned slightly.

"Don't dare? Scold. The corners of Feng Jingxuan's mouth hooked.

Feng Jingxuan stepped forward, raised his hand and gently stroked Feng Luo's coffin, turned around coldly, the killing intent in his eyes was obvious, "Who gave you such a big courage to dare to be so presumptuous in front of the princess's spiritual seat?" Well? ”

Chao Zinu, who had been silently observing in the dark, looked at all this calmly.

Although he was faintly worried in his heart, although he didn't know what he was going to do, Mo Beiqi had his own reasons for doing things, and he needed to wait and see what happened now.

"The minister just thinks that the princess is not dead." Mo Beiqi opened his mouth lightly, without any fear.

"Oh, what about the real princess? Did you find it? Feng Jingxuan's phoenix eyes twisted Mo Beiqi and asked the man.

Seemingly a little decadent, the man pursed his lips and did not answer.

Indeed, he did not know where the princess was.

"Heh, Mo Beiqi, I will marry the imperial sister to you, you just take care of her and protect her, let her die alone in the wilderness. Have you ever thought that if the coffin is really the imperial sister, you let her last unbearable face be exposed, and let her lose her last trace of dignity, are you worthy of her? Feng Jingxuan approached step by step.

"Your Majesty, Your Minister......"

"You don't have to say any more, this coffin...... Yes, it can be opened. Feng Jingxuan raised his hand to stop Mo Beiqi's words, but said another jaw-dropping words.

"Brother Emperor!" As soon as Feng Yueyan heard that the coffin was about to be opened, she was anxious.

"Your Majesty." Mo Beiqi also looked at the man with some surprise.

"But if it's really a princess inside, and you collide with the princess's undead, you will make it impossible for the princess to be reincarnated as a thief."

"If you still want to open the coffin, you must be flogged to overdo it for the princess." Feng Jingxuan's phoenix eyes stared at the man, and his thin lips were closed one by one.

"Scourging!" There was an uproar in the audience, and this excessive whipping punishment made the victim bare his back, and hit the victim's back with vines stained with thorns until the 9981 vines were broken, implying that the tortured person would survive the 9981 difficulties for the deceased and eventually help the deceased to achieve positive results.

It's just that the punishment of this whipping is fierce, and ordinary people can't withstand a whip, even if Mo Beiqi is not as good as ordinary people, he will definitely not be able to withstand these eighty-one vines.

This emperor deliberately made things difficult, and he would not let Mo Beiqi open the coffin for an autopsy at all.