It seems that today, it's time for Murong Fengqing to meet Yama.

"Miss Murong, the SA family came to see you off at the emperor's command. You can't do what the emperor ordered three days ago. Now there is a white silk and a cup of heding red. You can choose for yourself."

Mr. an pointed to the two things on the table. There was no temperature in his tone. It seemed that he was saying that there was a dress and a cup of tea here. You can help yourself.

"Hum, the emperor is really bothering. In this case, I can choose a cup of hedinghong to save trouble." Murong Feng finished, he found that an Gong's eyes flashed a little surprised, did not expect that he so directly chose a poison wine, without any struggle.

"Looking at me like this, Mr. an suspects that there is something wrong with the poisonous wine."

When Murong Feng reached the porcelain cup, he said, "I'll choose this white silk."

"No, that's not what I mean. It's Miss Murong. You can choose by yourself." Duke an shakes his head and explains that Murong Fengqing is still a very strange person. The more this is, the more troublesome it is. Some people will still breathe. Maybe they will use this move to avoid it at that time.

Poison wine is more convenient. After all, Murong Fengqing can't afford the high-grade antidote pill.

"Oh, really? Mr. an has seen so many people execute their sentences. Why don't you tell me which one is better? " Murong Feng asked with a smile.

"Miss Murong, both of them are the same. The family will go back to the palace to reply to the emperor, so please cooperate with Miss Murong. Don't delay your time." Duke an naturally saw Murong Feng's ridicule. He was dying. He was so arrogant. He didn't know what to do.

At this time, ningwang and Nangong Shizi have been trapped in the palace by the emperor. Does Murong Fengqing think that someone will come to save her now?

"Sister, as the saying goes, long pain is better than short pain. If you say more here, you will die. You'd better hurry and don't waste other people's time."

Murong ruoeru is beside him, and he wants to pour poison wine into Murong Fengqing's stomach. The longer the time goes on, who knows what will happen.

"My sister really cares about me. In that case, I'll drink this poisonous wine."

Murong Fengqing picked up the poisoned wine. Just as he was about to drink it, there was a riot outside the door. Then a group of bodyguards in black rushed in and stood neatly on both sides, surrounding the people in the room.

"Chen Wang arrived, and everyone knelt down to greet him." All of them were stunned. When they came back, they had already seen a hundred Li Li Mo walking slowly into the hall with no expression on his face and a sharp body. The black brocade robe set off his arrogance and cold charm incisively and vividly.

Even though it's hard for him to look directly at Bai Li Mo now, this kind of natural domineering power still eclipses the people and things around him. No wonder Cang Feng emperor has been sitting in the Dragon chair for more than ten years and is still on pins and needles. He always plans to deal with Bai Li mo. with such a younger brother, who can sleep peacefully.

The eye light is like a wolf, bloodthirsty and sharp. As soon as he enters the door, his sight falls on Murong Fengqing's body. The eyes of the tiny squint look at Murong Fengqing so directly.

She would choose poison wine, but if someone else, he doesn't have any idea, but this girl obviously wants to get back.