He didn't say more, looking at Ji Ming's eyes were also much colder, in a way, the Holy Moon Emperor Lord was really a cold-blooded person.

Ji Ming's whole person was stunned, as if the world was collapsing, and his heart was strong--

His heart is not strong enough after all, only the weak will do everything possible to frame others, but he doesn't know that if he is strong himself, even the imperial father dislikes him?

"Hehe-" He smiled bitterly, since he was a child, the imperial father has never praised him, even if he is already so good, but he has never seen even a trace of approval in the eyes of the imperial father.

And Ji Bangyue, since he was born, has been extremely honored, and he is a collection of thousands of favors, but he died of a rare Holy Spirit physique in 10,000 years, he is really going extremely crazy!

All the favor of the imperial father was given to this youngest princess, and every time he saw Ji Bangyue's face, he would think of his sister in the womb of the mother concubine, who had not yet had time to open her eyes to see the world!

Why didn't he hate Ji Bangyue's mother and daughter?

He really wanted to cut them with a thousand knives to vent his hatred!

Huang Qingwan stood beside the Holy Moon Emperor Lord, still Jiang Wenjing's appearance, but those eyes were already filled with a cold red light at this time.

The Holy Moon Emperor stood beside her, as if he was inferior, and he was lightly relieved of the phoenix in front of him, even if she wanted him to die, it was estimated that the Holy Moon would not hesitate for a moment.

It's just that no matter what, you can't ask for Yue'er's forgiveness-

It's like a deep knot in the heart, binding the whole heart, and it can't be liberated, even if it's dead.

"Your Majesty, how should today's matter be concluded?" At this time, among the group of spiritual cultivators, there was finally an old man with a gray beard who spoke, this was a figure at the level of an imperial uncle, and everyone respected him very much.

The Holy Moon Emperor closed his eyes, sighed softly, and said, "Concubine Yun and the Seventh Prince, trapping the Holy Moon Princess, framing the Queen, poisoning the Imperial Lord, deserving of death for their own crimes, what to do, everything will be handled by the Holy Moon Princess." ”

Everyone was shocked for a moment, they didn't expect that His Majesty the Emperor would hand over the lives of those two to the seventeenth princess, what does this mean?

You must know that the Seventh Emperor Ji Ming, but the Holy Son, if the Seventeenth Princess does not appear, he will be the future Holy Moon Emperor, and now, his life is all in the hands of the Seventeenth Princess, which will really shock everyone's jaws!

Huang Qing's eyes were slightly cold, even if the Holy Moon Emperor didn't speak, the life and death of Concubine Yun and Ji Ming's mother and son were also up to her, looking at the entire Holy Moon Dynasty, who would dare to stop her now?

As for the Holy Moon Emperor, Huang Qingwan glanced at him indifferently for a year, the poison of lust had already tortured him to the point that he was not human, even if she didn't kill him, he wouldn't have been better for two years.

Huang Qingwan didn't intend to save him, there were some mistakes, even if he used his life, it couldn't be undone.

She is such an iron-hearted person, she didn't kill him with her own hands, she was already extremely merciful, she let him fend for himself like this, and lived in pain and remorse for the rest of his life, which made him a thousand times more painful than killing him.

"Uncle, don't fight, it's so boring to beat her to death so easily." Huang Qingwan looked at the angry Jiang Wenjun in the distance and said, his strength was really terrifying, these few fists went down, Concubine Yun's whole person was about to become a meat patty, and she was only struggling with a sigh of relief.