The air is quiet, and the cold wind blows.

Leng Yue had a cold face, step by step from outside the crowd into the crowd, at this moment, her eyes were cold, and her momentum was cold, like a king who walked down from the top of the snow-capped mountain.

And Ye Jiuchen, who followed behind her, was like a Shura from the depths of hell, just looking at it would make people's hearts tremble.

These two people walked into the center of the crowd one after the other, and everyone was silent for a while, and even the conditioned reflex was so general that they didn't even dare to take a breath.

Leng Chi was standing in the middle of the crowd at this time, his usually righteous and awe-inspiring face was a little blue now, his lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, and he stared at Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen with horizontal eyebrows, and there seemed to be apprehension and worry in his eyes.

Leng Yue only glanced back fixedly, and then lowered her eyes.

Because of Leng Chi's feet, a person was lying at this time.

Lying there was a pale and bloodless man, with a dagger in his chest, and he was dead.

Leng Yue recognized this person at a glance, it was Steward Fan who was still mediating with herself yesterday and was suspected by herself.

What's going on?

Didn't he let the turnip stare at him, why did he suddenly die?

What about turnips?

Thinking about it, Leng Yue immediately made a quick round, but surprisingly found that there was no trace of turnips.

Ye Jiuchen had already squatted down at this time and looked at Steward Fan's situation.

Steward Fan's death looks very obvious, the dagger is straight into the heart, and he is killed with a knife.

But only by appearance.

Ordinary people would indeed think so when they looked at it like this, but Ye Jiuchen could see at a glance the strangeness of Steward Fan's death.

First of all, if he dies by being stabbed, whether Steward Fan is asleep or awake, at least the death will not be so peaceful, and the heart is pierced until death, which requires a process, and in this process, the deceased will not react at all.

Unless, at the time of the knife, Steward Fan has completely lost the ability to consciousness and reaction.

Thinking of this, Ye Jiuchen's pair of dark and deep black eyes like owls flashed with a dark light that was almost invisible.

Slightly relieved, Ye Jiuchen immediately checked Steward Fan's wound again.

Just looking at the wound, Ye Jiuchen raised his eyebrows and suddenly raised.

The wound was clean and barely bleeding, which was food for thought.

Ye Jiuchen stood up, faced Leng Yue's inquiring gaze, and shouted softly.

With just one glance, Leng Yue understood what Ye Jiuchen meant, and turned her head to look at Leng Chi.

"I don't sleep in the middle of the night, what's the matter, I have insomnia?"

Leng Chi: "???!!! ……”

Although he was used to Leng Yue's usual inconsistency, but in this situation, Leng Yue came unexpectedly with such an inconsequential sentence, and Leng Chi suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

Dead man, hey.

Now, is it really good?

Leng Yue didn't care whether it was good or not, after finishing speaking, she didn't wait for Leng Chi to answer, and directly stepped forward and dragged someone to leave.

The people who were originally stunned immediately reacted when they saw this posture.

A middle-aged man in his fifties hurriedly stepped forward.

"The princess stays."

Leng Yue turned her head when she heard the voice, and recognized that it was the voice she heard when she first entered the courtyard before, and she also recalled that this person seemed to be the steward of the Prince's Mansion, surnamed Bai.

Leng Yue had a serious face: "If you ask me to stay, I'll stay, why?" ”

I don't want to lose face?

White Butler: "......"

Although he is just a steward, because he is on an errand in the prince's mansion, even some officials in the court will not be so rude when they see him.

But today Leng Yue was so arrogant and domineering, and asked him domineeringly.

The white butler was angry for a while, so he couldn't hang his breath and turned his back on his back.

But fortunately, he can be regarded as a person who has seen the world, and the white steward secretly breathed two breaths, and when he saw that Leng Yue was about to leave again, he continued to speak,

"Human life is at stake, and now it is the butler of the Prince's Mansion who is dead, and he is one of the most powerful subordinates of His Royal Highness the Prince, I am afraid that it is inappropriate for the princess to do this...... Poof—"

Before Steward Bai could finish his sentence, his leg socket was painful and weak, and then his body lost his center of gravity, and he couldn't control it, so he knelt down to the ground, and then before he could stabilize his body, a cold light quickly flashed in front of his eyes.

By the time the white butler reacted, his throat had been tightly pressed by a sword, and as long as the sword moved slightly, he would immediately be in a different place.

And the person holding the sword was the guard beside Ye Jiuchen, named Yue Cheng.

Butler Bai knew Yue Cheng, and naturally knew that Yue Cheng dared to do this because he had the support of King Huan behind him.

Realizing his situation, the white butler didn't dare to move, stiffened his body and knelt on the ground, and his mood changed from anger and surprise at the beginning to fear and fear at the moment.

Leng Yue looked at all this expressionlessly, but Ye Jiuchen stepped forward with a sneer, and said lightly meaningfully:

"Why, after being on an errand in the Prince's Mansion for a long time, you have forgotten the fact that you are a subordinate?

Dare to speak disrespectfully to the princess, who gave you the guts, huh? ”

After saying this, Ye Jiuchen did not feel hoarse or angry, but instead had a smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be said very casually.

But it was his tone and momentum that made people can't help but start shrinking in their hearts.

Especially the slightly raised tail note of the siege, it is no different from the magic sound of asking for life.

When everyone in the Prince's Mansion who was present heard Ye Jiuchen say this, they were stunned at first, and then they didn't know who reacted first, and quickly knelt on the ground with a "poof", and began to beg for mercy towards Ye Jiuchen.

"The slave deserves to die, please spare your life."

With the first person to do this, the others also reacted immediately, and the time was the same as the dumplings, and the people who knelt on the ground with "poof" and "poof" kowtowed to Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen and begged for mercy.

Ye Jiuchen retracted his gaze indifferently and looked at the white steward who was holding a sword to his throat by Yue Cheng.

"You want to settle accounts with the princess and father-in-law of this king??"

Butler Bai couldn't breathe smoothly by Ye Jiuchen's innate and seemingly nonexistent momentum, but at this time, he still stiffened his neck, and said in a not very coherent tone:

"But...... But Steward Fan is dead......"

"Oh."

Ye Jiuchen didn't seem to have the patience to listen to Steward Bai's words, "You mean, Steward Fan, it was my father-in-law who killed him?" ”

Speaking of this, the white butler seems to have a little more confidence.

"I saw it with my own eyes."

"You saw with your own eyes that my father stabbed someone with a knife?"

When Leng Yue heard this, she couldn't help but interject lightly.

She is most annoyed by this kind of lord who sees a little wind and rain.

The white butler continued: "I ...... I went to look for Steward Fan, and I saw General Leng standing beside Steward Fan, and Steward Fan was already ......"

"What nonsense!"

There was already dryness in Leng Yue's eyes and voice.

"I'm asking you, did you see my father put the dagger on the old man's chest?"

Leng Yue's momentum was trembling, and the cramped white butler was suddenly dumbfounded.

His eyes dodged, and the white butler was speechless.

But Leng Yue didn't plan to let him go like that.

"What about you?"

Just now, the little mouth was quite able to speak, this will be dumb?

Ye Jiuchen stood aside, looked at Leng Yue with a smile, and when he saw this, he immediately glanced at Yue Cheng, Yue Cheng comprehended, and immediately raised his sword upward.

The white housekeeper was so frightened that he hurriedly spoke: "The prince and princess are angry, the old slave, the old slave didn't see it." ”

"Huh!"

The answer is expected in the cold moon.

After a pause, Leng Yue immediately looked at everyone: "Don't say that my father didn't do it, even if he really did, he is the dignified general of the Great Zhou State and the father-in-law of the King of Xilianghuan, what can he do if he kills a subordinate?" ”

One by one, they are all turned upside down, and there is no big or small king, right?

After speaking, Leng Yue calmly retracted her gaze and looked at Leng Chi again.

It was only at this glance that I realized that Leng Chi looked at his gaze a little ...... Well, there are no words to describe it.

Leng Yue had a serious face: "What I said is wrong?" ”

Why are you looking at me like that?

Leng Chi shook his head: "No, Dad, I just didn't expect that you would ...... Will ......"

Would believe in me so much.

I didn't even ask, I chose to stand on my side.

Leng Chi was suddenly very moved in his heart, and he was moved to feel a little like the old tears.

My daughter didn't hurt in vain.

Mother, do you see that?

I never imagined that one day, she would stand in front of me, spread her plump and full wings, and shelter me from the wind and rain.

Although Leng Chi's words were not finished, Leng Yue was already keenly aware of Leng Chi's meaning.

Narrowing her eyes slightly, Leng Yue's movements were not very natural and she stepped forward to grab Leng Chi's arm, but she didn't know how to start after trying twice, so she simply gave up.

"I'll send you back to bed."

I'm not young anymore, I don't know if I don't sleep and don't like to be tall.

"yes, okay."

Leng Chi nodded, then followed Leng Yue's side and walked out of the crowd.

All the subordinates of the Prince's Mansion, including the white butler, could only watch, and they didn't even dare to let out a fart.

Leng Yue was relieved to leave, because she knew what was going on, and Ye Jiuchen would help her deal with it.

Sure enough, as soon as Leng Yue left, Ye Jiuchen nodded expressionlessly towards Yue Cheng.

Receiving Ye Jiuchen's signal, Yue Cheng did not hesitate at all, his sword fell, and the throat of the white butler was immediately slit, and blood immediately splattered out like a spring.

Butler Bai's eyes widened, and he twitched a few times in disbelief, and then fell to the ground.

He didn't even know why he had died.

This is obviously the Prince's Mansion!

Obviously, Ye Jiuchen and they are just outsiders!

But Butler Bai no longer has that opportunity to ease the unwillingness in his heart.

When the other subordinates saw this posture, they were even more frightened and prostrate on the ground one by one, shaking their bodies and not daring to speak.

Ye Jiuchen's eyes looked at everyone with a cold and evil look, and the corners of his mouth immediately provoked a feminine arc......