Chapter Seventy-Four: Touching the Wall and Dying
"Dementors?" Mo Junchen's two sword eyebrows twisted into a pimple.
"Yes." Qiao Xiya nodded and said, "People have three souls and seven spirits, and the three souls are fetal light, cool spirit and ghost spirit. When the baby is not yet a month, the fetal light is hidden in the heavenly spirit cover, the cool spirit is hidden in the eyes, and the ghost spirit is hidden between the eyebrows......"
"What happens if the soul is taken away?" Mo Junchen interrupted Qiao Xiya, he was in no mood to listen to it now, he just wanted to know what would happen if he was dementored.
"If one of the three souls is missing, it will be sluggish, if the three souls are missing two, it will be difficult to wake up, and if the three souls are lost, people will die." Qiao Xiya replied.
"Chang Shiliang! Take someone to the Liuyun Hall and bring the poisonous woman to the Zichen Palace! I'm going to ask her! Qiao Xiya's words made Mo Junchen feel a chill rise in his heart. He didn't believe and didn't want to believe that a woman who seemed to be soft and weak, and who had never quarreled with the world, could become so vicious overnight.
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"Poisonous woman!" When Mo Junchen returned to Zichen Palace, Qingmei was already kneeling there. Mo Junchen kicked it to the ground, and the wind it brought made the candle flame in the hall shake, "Say!" Who instructed you to use such a vicious method to kill the emperor's heir! ”
Qing Meiren wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked at the man who sat down after turning into the dragon book case with resentment, and sneered: "I mutilated the imperial heir? Hahahaha, ridiculous! When the words fell, there was no smile on Qingmeiren's tear-stained face, and her facial features were all distorted by hatred, "Who is that, who is it that killed my Chen'er!" ”
"I have already said that I will find a way to heal Chen'er, why are you so impatient!"
"I can't stand it?" Qing Meiren looked at Mo Junchen's slightly bored and cold gaze after the Long Shu case with tears in her eyes, and her heart was like a knife, "Chen'er was born in October when I was pregnant, and it was all the flesh that fell from my body!" You, as his father, have you ever heard him screaming night and night? Do you know that if he stays up for one more day, he will be desperate? Have you been to see him? Do you know how much Chen'er has lost weight? You don't know! You don't know anything! You only say find a way to heal, but what about you? Is it just an endless wait? Do you want me to watch Chen'er die in front of me?! ”
Faced with the accusation of Qingmeiren's crying and shouting, Mo Junchen's brows became tighter and tighter. Qingmeiren is right, as a generation of kings, more than a dozen children linger on his knees, he can't always pay attention to the growth and pain of each child, but he is also a father, Chen'er's illness has no cure, he will also be distressed, he will be anxious, but who can he say to him?
"I ask you, where did you get this idea?" Mo Junchen took a sip of tea and calmed down a little and changed the topic.
Qing Meiren glanced at Mo Junchen and slowly closed her eyes: "If you want to kill your majesty, you can do it."
"Your Majesty, it's all recruited." As soon as Qingmeiren's words fell, Chang Shiliang lifted the curtain and entered the Zichen Palace.
"Good! Bring people in! Mo Junchen glanced at Qing Meiren meaningfully, "If you don't want to tell me, naturally others will be willing to tell me." ”
"Get on your knees!" As he was talking, Gu Changan carried two people in like two little chicks, and directly pushed and fell to the ground. "Back to Your Majesty, these two are the personal maids of the Qing Beauty, how the Qing Beauty let them go out of the palace to find someone, where to get the witchcraft, and even how to plot to find a child outside to replace the imperial heir during the lockdown, it is all clear." After that, Gu Changan took two steps forward and put two confessions with bloody handprints on the case of the dragon book.
"Okay." Mo Junchen glanced at the confession and smiled lightly, "General Gu has worked hard. ”
Seeing Gu Changan withdraw from the room, Mo Junchen looked at the three masters and servants kneeling on the ground: "Okay, good!" I actually thought of stealing the dragon heir. Mo Junchen's unexplained laughter made Lian Xue and Xi Rui tremble on the ground.
Mo Junchen picked up the confession and glanced at Qing Meiren: "Qing Meiren, who is Miss Mu?"
As soon as Miss Mu's three words came out, Qingmei couldn't help but shudder, she looked at Lianxue with resentful eyes, gritted her teeth and said, "I don't understand what Your Majesty is saying."
"Don't understand?" Mo Junchen sneered, "Lianxue, then you can talk about it." ”
"Slave ......" Lian Xue raised her head cautiously, and looked at the Qing beauty with a weak heart, not wanting to face the resentful gaze of the Qing beauty, and Lian Xue was so frightened that she lowered her head again, "The slave doesn't know ......"
"I don't know or I don't dare to say!" The reactions of Lian Xue and Qing Meiren, Mo Junchen saw it in his eyes, he was shocked, and he was shocked that it was all at this time, Qing Meiren was still covering this wooden girl, and Lian Xue actually chose to deceive herself because of Qing Meiren's eyes.
"The slave doesn't know anything!" Lian Xue suddenly raised her head, her eyes were hazy with tears, she glanced at Mo Junchen with despair on her face, and then turned her head to look at Qing Meiren, "The slave will serve the master in the next life!" After that, Lian Xue didn't wait for others to react, and quickly rushed to the wall on the side, only to hear a click, Lian Xue touched the wall with her forehead and broke her neck.
"Hey!" Chang Shiliang stretched out his hand to hold Lian Xue's hand and stopped in mid-air, he shook his head with a little self-reproach, and looked at Mo Junchen in embarrassment, "Your Majesty, this is ......"
"Drag it out first." Lian Xue touched the wall and died on the spot, which Mo Junchen didn't expect.
Chang Shiliang sighed regretfully, turned around and walked out of the Zichen Palace, waved the two little eunuchs, and carried Lianxue's body out.
"Buried according to the seventh grade of the royal maiden." Looking at the curtain that was about to fall, Mo Junchen chased after him heavily.
"Yes." Chang Shiliang bowed down.
"Take them all down and hold them separately." Mo Junchen looked at the scarlet on the wall, and couldn't help but be a little frightened.
I was shocked by Reyuki's loyalty to Harumi when she was a slave, her loyalty to the royal family when she was interrogated by the Praetorian Guard, and Haruto's threat to her, or rather the threat of the wooden girl to her.
"Mo Junchen!" Qing Meiren struggled and roared, a pair of slender jade fingers dyed with dankou like onion tubes clasped the door frame of Zichen Palace, and a pair of danfeng eyes with a vicious mockery, "Do you think they will tell you?" Hahahaha...... "The forbidden army was shocked when they heard this, and they hurriedly pulled the Qing beauty desperately, until they broke the two-inch-long nails, and then pulled the person out of the Zichen Palace.
"Wishful thinking!" Haruto's shrill voice came from outside the door of the Zichen Palace.
Watching the Qingmei who was like a madman, being dragged out of the Zichen Hall like a livestock by the forbidden army. Mo Haoning, who was waiting outside the Zichen Palace, frowned, glanced at Qiao Xiya, and slowly walked into the Zichen Palace.
"Father!"
"Your Majesty."
The two saluted.
"Look at it." Mo Junchen pinched his brows and handed the confession in his hand to Mo Haoning.
"Wood girl? Yin Banxian? Qiao Xiya saw these two important names at a glance, "I know this Yin Banxian." ”