He went crazy. No one knew where the strength came from, but he was clearly poisoned, yet he pounced directly from the ground.
Unfortunately, no matter how great his strength was, it was like hitting a rock with an egg for a top-notch expert like Qian Yeming.
With a muffled "bang," Murong Qingyu's white body was kicked directly onto the bed like a meatball. Due to the excessive force, the bed was severely damaged. Then there was another loud bang, and the entire bed fell apart.
Just when Murong Qingyu was buried under the bed, Qian Yeming turned his head and looked down at his mother who was like a little bird in his arms. He smiled at her, then fiddled with his stiff cheeks, making her expression look quite calm.
After tinkering with the expression, Murong Qingyu also crawled out of the wood.
He glanced fiercely at Xia Muwan, who had an indifferent expression, and then at Mr. Jing, whose expression was expressionless.
These were the two people he trusted most in the world, besides his son, and yet he had been betrayed by these two people. So his defeat wasn't unfair. He felt a deep sense of resentment.
"What about you? She did it for her son, and what are you doing for? Now that I'm a prisoner, you can at least tell me the reason, then take off that damn mask and let me see what you look like, right?"
As soon as Murong Qingyu finished speaking, Mr. Jing took off his mask, revealing his handsome face.
"It's not that I don't want to take off my mask, but I've been spending a lot of time with the female disciples in the secret room and don't want to cause any trouble."
Murong Qingyu was choked with anger by Mr. Jing's words. He thought Jing had joined his staff to avoid some enemy and put on a mask, but it turned out that he just wanted to avoid getting involved.
"When did you become this old man's man? Or... should I ask, when did you become Qian Yeming's man?"
Jing had followed him for more than ten years. He believed that more than ten years ago, Qian Yeying would never have thought that he had the intention of rebellion, and it was even more impossible for him to prepare in advance and let such an outstanding person follow him to fight against him.
The only possibility is that Qian Yeming used some unknown method to recruit Mr. Jing.
Mr. Jing smiled and said, "I am Mu Jing, the Poison Master of the Miaojiang Mu Clan. I was never yours to begin with, so please don't look at me with such betrayal."
When you took the little princess into your dark room, abused her, and tried to train her to be your killer, I had already cut you into pieces countless times in my heart.
Because of you, the princess and the three masters have been reunited for so long. If the princess hadn't ordered her to personally finish you off, I would have thrown you into the Ten Thousand Snake Cave in Miaojiang, leaving you to die from the bites of countless snakes!"
Murong Qingyu narrowed his eyes and asked again, "Did you kill Yang Yi?"
"I originally wanted to kill him. Who told you to send me and him to kill my brother? But unfortunately, I didn't get the chance in the end.
After the young lady stole poison from your medicine garden, Yang Yi searched her room. His thieving eyes coveted her beauty, so the Crown Prince was furious and gouged out his eyes. Even after being chopped to pieces until they were reduced to bones, he still wasn't satisfied.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
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