Mu Qingyan stood up suddenly, her heart beating violently, almost jumping out of her chest.

I saw that at this time, Shisu ran out of the inner room in a panic.

"Mother, mother, mother, it's not good!"

"Tai, the prince was snatched away!"

Mu Qingyan stumbled off the main seat, and was about to rush to find Yun Che.

Suddenly, she stopped, and turned her head sharply to look at Mencius Nan, who was kneeling below, and the two ministers behind him.

"Where's Che'er?"

Meng Zinan raised his head and said with a firm face: "Son of demons, don't bring disaster to the country!"

Mu Qingyan clenched her fists and trembled with anger.

"I'll ask again, where is Che'er!"

Mu Qingyan almost roared.

"Weichen is still the same sentence, son of demons, don't bring disaster to the country!"

Meng Zinan stood up from the ground, his face was resolute, and he had a sense of tragedy and grandeur that he regarded death as home.

"Son of the Demon?" Mu Qingyan sneered: "Say I'm a demon, right?"

"If you are not a demon, as the queen mother, how can you confuse the emperor and set up this shocking game?"

Meng Zinan glared at Mu Qingyan, his face was full of anger, and his beard was blown away.

"Well, I'll fulfill you!"

Mu Qingyan pulled out the hairpin from his hair, and instantly attacked Meng Zinan.

With a wave of the hairpin, the hairpin fell in his hand, and the two ministers behind Meng Zinan didn't even have time to scream, they were killed instantly, and the blood stained the spot!

Seeing this scene, Meng Zinan's face turned pale with fright, cold sweat broke out, and he took a few steps back.

"You, you, you demon girl, you actually kill people!"

"How can you call a demon girl if you don't kill people?"

Mu Qingyan turned his head and approached Meng Zinan step by step, still holding a bloody hairpin in his hand, looking very demonic and terrifying.

"You, what do you want?"

"What do I think? You robbed my son, what do you think I will do?"

After Mu Qingyan finished speaking, without waiting for Meng Zinan to answer, he stretched out his hand and grabbed his collar directly.

Then he threw him hard and threw him directly to the side of the post.

Meng Zinan is very old, and he is a civil servant, and he was thrown out by Mu Qingyan like this, and his bones were broken.

He lay on the ground, screaming in pain, and his old face was all wrinkled together in pain, and only wrinkles remained.

"You demon girl, you will be punished! You harm my Qingguo, and the heavens will accept you!"

Mu Qingyan walked over and stepped on Meng Zinan's shoulder, crushing the bones in his shoulder.

"Ask you again, where is my Che'er?"

"Even if you kill me, I won't give it back to you. Compared with the Jiangshan Sheji of Qingguo, what is my old bone! Even if he dies, he has the face to face the emperor!"

Mu Qingyan sneered and directly ripped off the curtain on the pillar.

Then he wrapped the curtain around Mencius Nan's neck and arms, and dragged him out of the main hall.

"Ahh

The neck was tightened, the broken bones were pulled, and Meng Zinan burst into tears in pain, screaming continuously.

Mu Qingyan pulled the other end of the curtain with an expressionless face, and dragged Meng Zinan out of the main hall stiffly.

"Hand over my son or I'll kill this old thing!"

Mu Qingyan stood in front of the main hall, his face expressionless and murderous, like a killing god.

At this time, two ministers appeared at the door of Ziyun Palace and were about to walk out, and one of them was still holding Yun Che.

Hearing Mu Qingyan's voice, the two of them stopped.