Chapter 794

Sima Jue was unwilling and looked at him with a distorted face: "Sima's mirror is hanging. You're killing people!"

Sima Jing hung a sneer around his mouth, as if laughing at his innocence and stupidity.

"I didn't kill, but you."

Sima Jue was stunned, and then said in a hate voice: "what are you talking about? This man is clearly..."

Sima Jing hung his whole body and leaned back with a lazy look: "the murderer of his father's emperor was actually you. You let him frame me in order to compete for the throne. But his conscience was uneasy day and night and he was condemned, so he planned to give up. You know this matter became angry, so you killed him."

Sima Jue did not expect that Sima Jingxuan would turn black and white so upside down and pour all the dirty water on him!

"But you didn't expect that the Chamberlain would have written the confession to me. On the confession, he admitted that you were the real murderer of his father. The story of Prince Sima Jue killing his father in an attempt to frame the new emperor will spread all over David tomorrow."

Sima Jing asked faintly, "how about this story?"

Sima Jue's eyes burst out a resentful light. He wanted to jump on it, but the bodyguard next to him pressed it back to the ground.

Sima Jing said slowly, "put him in prison and kill him in three days! After all, I want to avenge my father."

When Sima Jue was taken away, he kept scolding: "Sima mirror hangs, you can't die!"

Can't die? Sima Jingxuan couldn't help sneering. What do the living do after they die? Isn't it fun now?

"Sima Jue, that fool, I'm afraid he still thinks that Nangong Yan will really help him even if he makes use of it."

Unfortunately, nangongyan didn't think so from beginning to end.

To put it bluntly, Nangong Yan, Wuling clan and Xi family just performed a play together.

Nangong Yan knows that Sima Jue will not be Sima Jingxuan's opponent, but if he is released, Sima Jingxuan will be afraid. He can't let such rumors go.

So in fact, from the beginning, Nangong Yan never really thought that Sima Jue's ability could really pull Sima's mirror off his horse.

Before borrowing troops. He also quietly discussed with Xi Xingyue and asked Xi Xingyue to say hello to the people under her. If he really did fight, it would be fine.

In this way, he not only achieved his own goal, but also reduced the casualties of the Xi family to the greatest extent. Therefore, the soldiers and horses of the Xi family were so vulnerable to the guards.

As for the fate of Sima Jue, who cares if he dies!

Nangong Yan didn't forget that Sima Yue would come to Dayan to marry him. Although Sima Jing hung on the surface, how could it be so easy without Sima Jue rolling behind his back?

It's funny that he finally pretended to be a good man in front of Sima moon.

If it weren't for him, how could he have added so much blocking to ah Xue in vain?

So no matter what happens to him, he should.

In Nangong Yan's abnormal and distorted desire for protection, people who have hurt Ji Qingxue have to pay a price.

But poor Sima Jue, even his death must be used by Sima Jingxuan to gain a good name of filial piety and righteousness.

But this is the case. The winner is the king, and the right to speak is only in the hands of the winner.

After dealing with Sima Jue, Sima Jing went to chenghuan hall alone.

That's where he used to live, and now it's deserted.

He always remembered that there was a dry well in the yard. When he was a child, he was teased by Sima Jue and thrown into it.

He spent a day and a night under the well.

After a long time, Sima Jingxuan thought that if there was someone willing to save him on that day and night, he would not be like that.

But the problem is, No.

At noon the next day, Sima Jue finally showed kindness and asked someone to pull him up.

Sima Jingxuan knew that Sima Jue saved him not because he was afraid of his death, but because he didn't have enough fun.

For the day and night he disappeared, Emperor Wei was so angry that he thought he was playing again, so he scolded him.

Sima Jingxuan didn't argue, because he knew it was a waste of words.

Later, all the resentment turned into one blood hole after another in the body of emperor Wei, and each hole showed the strong hatred of the people who started.

Sima Jing sat on the edge of the dry well. He said, "father, don't worry. I'll send him down to reunite with you in three days."

At the beginning of the story, he was pure, just like the little girl he met in Dayan palace that year.

But no one gave him a chance. They forced him to be what he is now step by step.

So it's all their fault.

But it doesn't matter. If others don't give him what he wants, just grab it.

"Green snow." Sima Jingxuan murmured.

In the corridor not far away, Mencius stood like that and looked at him silently.

She knew that when he was in a bad mood, he would come to this place and sit by the dry well for a while.

Whenever he was there, Mencius would stand in his current position for several years to accompany him.

A meditation, a company.

In fact, Sima Jingxuan will find Mencius period as long as he looks back, but he never looks back.

For Mencius period, it doesn't matter whether Sima Jing knew it or not, but she felt very satisfied to accompany him like this.

They are all silly, running after people who don't love themselves, and they won't stop no matter how tired they are.

Always thinking that maybe one day the other party can look back, so that they will see themselves.

They are all fools. Why are they stupid?

Kyoto.

Nangong Yan and Ji Qingxue hurried all the way to Prince Qi's house. The whole heart was excited and almost jumped out.

Far away, Bai ran Qing was standing at the door of the house, leading Nangong to find snow.

"Search for snow!"

Ji Qingxue's eyes turned red. He quickly hugged the man in his arms and asked, "did the empress mother and father beat the bad guys away?"

Ji Qingxue didn't expect him to ask so, so he nodded heavily: "of course he ran away! The mother and the father are very powerful!"

Looking for snow showed a naive smile, and then he wanted to cry sweetly: "father!"

Nangong Yan suddenly felt a strange emotion surging up in his chest. He didn't care much and directly circled both mother and son into his arms.

Nangong Yan said apologetically, "son, I'm sorry."

Perhaps the current Nangong Xuexun doesn't understand why his father apologized.

But Nangong Yan felt that he must say this sentence.

He and ah Xue didn't fulfill the responsibility of being good parents, although they also had a lot of helplessness.

He is so young that he and ah Xue spend too little time with him.

He held them quietly, and his emotions had already turned upside down. The warmth in his arms made him feel very satisfied.

Yan Zhan fleeting years, years bloom, it's time.