Chapter 361 Killed Me The

Empress Dowager frowned slightly: "Changyue, what are you talking about?"

Ling Changyue sneered, and then his eyes gradually turned a little red.

Hatred dissipated in his eyes, and he continued: "My father was poisoned to death, and my grandson has evidence!"

The Empress Dowager's face changed a little.

She looked a little shocked, her body was a little weak, and then she looked at Ling Fengxun.

Seeing this, Ling Fengxun opened his thin lips and said: "He was not killed by me."

It was indeed not killed by him.

But the death of the late emperor was indeed inseparable from him.

Even if Baili Yunhe did not take action, he would take action in the end.

But, what he wants to do, does he need to tell others?

Hearing Ling Fengxun's answer, the Empress Dowager felt a little relieved.

She let out a long breath and said to Ling Changyue: "Changyue, your father died of illness. I know his body. Even if this incident didn't happen, he wouldn't live for a few more days."

"Grandmother!"

Ling Changyue didn't expect that even after all this, the Empress Dowager still didn't believe him.

He raised his hand and pointed at Ling Fengxun with trembling voice: "He killed your own son, and you still treat him as your son?"

The Empress Dowager was a little angry.

"Shut up!"

Ling Changyue's chest rose and fell violently. "Ling Fengxun secretly arranged for someone to murder my mother and poisoned my father. His crimes are too numerous to list. Now he controls the government and uses the emperor to command the princes. The world of Beiling Kingdom is now his. Except for the name on the throne, it's not his. What's the difference between him ascending the throne and becoming emperor?"

After listening to Ling Changyue's tearful accusation, An Yunxi scratched the tip of her nose with her index finger for a while, secretly pursed the corners of her lips, and her expression was somewhat guilty.

There was no way to refute it.

It seemed that there was really no difference.

Ling Fengxun did not explain.

"If you think so, it's up to you."

Such a calm attitude, and the look of not taking all his accusations seriously, made Ling Changyue so angry that he almost spit out blood.

The Grand Empress Dowager shook her head. Seeing that her grandson was still stubborn, she turned around silently and did not intend to continue to mix it up.

"Jingshu, let's go."

The Royal Concubine immediately stepped forward and supported the Grand Empress Dowager.

The Royal Concubine is now in charge of the six palaces, and everything is more handy. She is just the housekeeper of the harem.

She got the hang of the housekeeper thing very quickly. Since she figured it out thoroughly, she only felt refreshed, at ease, and not panicked. Even the wrinkles on her face have decreased a lot.

"Grand Empress Dowager, please slow down."

After going through so much, the Empress Dowager had long given up the idea of ​​becoming the king. Now her son has also made great efforts, and has been tempered under the hands of the prince, and has grown up. He has gradually taken over more important tasks. It will not take long for him to become the right-hand man of the Regent King. She and the Chu family will be able to continue to live a rich and stable life in the future.

Compared with the Queen and Concubine Hui, she thinks she is much smarter

. Even if she is not smart enough, it is good to have a smart son.

When the Empress Dowager left and Ling Changyue faced Ling Fengxun alone, the pressure that he had originally ignored suddenly came up.

The man in front of him was tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. The jade belt was tied around the waist of the black robe, which made his waist look even thinner and stronger.

When An Yunxi stood beside him, she couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Ling Fengyan stood with his hands behind his back, and said softly: "Your Majesty, who else do you want to ask for help? I can send someone to find it for you."

These words made Ling Changyue's face turn red.

When the Empress Dowager was here just now, he kept talking and was very righteous.

But when the Empress Dowager left, there was no one to support him, and his confused mind gradually became clear.

Ling Changyue's face turned pale, and he almost subconsciously looked in the direction of An Yunxi, but then he retracted his gaze forcefully, not wanting to show his humble appearance in front of her.

"I don't need anyone to help me. If the emperor's uncle wants to kill me, then go ahead."

Ling Changyue clenched his fingers into fists, then stood beside Ling Fengxun and closed his eyes nervously.

The young emperor's back was stiff, his eyelids were tight, and his expression was slightly distorted.

However, King Xian, who was standing not far in front of him, was calm and composed. His aura alone seemed to be able to suppress the country.

An Yunxi, however, curled up the corners of her lips and took out the self-defense dagger that Ling Fengxun had given her not long ago.

She and Ling Fengxun went into the palace, so of course they could bring whatever they wanted and did not need to be searched.

This dagger can cut iron like mud. It is a treasure. After she received it, she kept it to press under her skirt.

Now it just happened to be used.

"Your Highness, he has said so. Don't you have to meet his request?"

Hearing An Yunxi's voice, Ling Changyue almost subconsciously opened his eyes a little and looked over, but saw An Yunxi looking at him with a smile, without any emotion in her eyes.

He could even see a hint of murderous intent.

Such a hint of murderous intent made Ling Changyue's heart ache suddenly. His eyes were slightly red, and then he felt a chill on his neck.

Ling Fenghuan caught the knife that An Yunxi handed over, and it fell on Ling Changyue's neck. The cold blade cut the skin on his neck, and the stinging pain came, and a warm liquid flowed down his neck.

That was his blood.

Ling Changyue's pupils contracted and his Adam's apple moved, but the wound became bigger, so he didn't dare to do anything rash.

Ling Fengxun's expression was no different from before. Ling Changyue couldn't see through his mind at all. He just said with a dry throat: "The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. I have nothing to say. Uncle, go ahead."

His shoulders relaxed, as if he had completely given up the struggle.

But Ling Fengxun didn't seem to be looking at him, but seemed to be thinking about something.

An Yunxi stood by and watched the show. She didn't care at all whether Ling Changyue would die or not.

If Ling Fengxun really killed someone today, she would just help collect the body.

However, Ling Fengxun didn't kill anyone directly. After all, Ling Changyue was the emperor of Beiling Kingdom. He killed him with his

own hands. What would it matter if the news got out? Retracting the dagger, Ling Fengxun said to his men, "Come on, take the emperor away and lock him up."

"Yes!"

Having escaped the disaster, Ling Changyue opened his eyes, but there was not much joy in his eyes.

Watching Ling Fengxun holding An Yunxi's hand and the two walking away, he was dragged away by someone, his eyes full of anger and resentment.

"Ling Fengxun, why don't you kill me? Didn't you kill my father? Why don't you kill me too?"

However, his voice didn't have any effect on the others. Ling Fengxun had already disappeared around the corner with An Yunxi.

An Yunxi knew why Ling Fengxun didn't kill Ling Changyue. She smiled and said, "If you don't know, you would think that the prince has become soft-hearted."