Chapter 643

"An old lady in the harem, when can the edict be used as an imperial edict to influence people in the world? To demote the crown prince as a commoner, does she have the right? "

Leng Yue's words are loud and clear, but after the words fall, the needles in the whole Jinluan hall can be heard. All the ministers look at her with the look of ghosts. She is slandering the queen in public?!

Then everyone looked at Feng Qiye on one side. He thought he would say something, but he looked at the hall calmly without any intention of organizing.

Minister murmur

"Helan Lengyue, how dare you! Do you know the sin of slandering the queen in public Just when the atmosphere in Jinluan hall was very strange, from the upper part of the hall, Zhuo Qingrou's voice came.

Here we go!

Lengyue and Feng Qiye look at each other. Then they both turn around and look at Zhuo Qingrou walking into the Jinluan palace. The person she is supporting is the emperor Feng Yuan. Behind them is not only an Xiu, the eunuch, but also a man wearing a black hat, just like the rumor.

Lengyue replied with a smile, "slander? The Crown Princess thinks that what she said is true. How can she stigmatize it? As empress of the harem, how many times have you stepped into the golden palace? Are you sure that your identity is equal to the emperor's? "

"You..."

Zhuo Qingrou angrily points to Lengyue, and immediately seems to think of something. She glances at Feng Yuan on her side and holds him on the Dragon chair. Then she says in a low voice, "emperor, it's not convenient for me to say more about this matter. Please make the decision!"

Zhuo Qingrou and the man with black gauze stand on the edge of Fengyuan, and the cold moon looks at Fengyuan. It seems that something is wrong with him.

Feng Yuan looked at Feng Qiye and Lengyue with arrogance. His shriveled mouth moved slightly for a moment. Then he waved his sleeves and said, "come on, give me a seat!"

Feng Yuan's action suddenly changed Zhuo Qingrou's face and whispered: "the emperor?"

"Queen, sit aside first!" Feng Yuan doesn't even look at Zhuo Qingrou. His yellow eyes calmly look at Feng Qiye. The father and son look at each other. The deep meaning seems that no one can understand.

Lengyue turns her eyes and looks at Zhuo Qingrou's displeased cheek. She says again, "is this the Queen's unwillingness? Do you still want to sit on your father's Dragon chair

Zhuo Qingrou can't accept such obvious ridicule and irony. It's hard for her to imagine why he LAN Lengyue dare to talk to herself like this.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Qingrou flashed a sharp light on her face, looked at Lengyue and said with a smile: "if I remember correctly, you two have been demoted to common people, and now you dare to appear in Jinluan Hall of the Imperial Palace, it's really treacherous! In addition, the officials and soldiers in the palace were slaughtered in public on the seventh night of the closing ceremony yesterday, and they were sent to the prison to be executed on a certain day! "

At Zhuo Qingrou's command, the whole atmosphere in Jinluan hall became serious and unprecedented. Only Feng Yuan's face was the same, his eyes were still looking at Feng Qiye, and even many ministers began to whisper.

Lengyue looks back at Feng Qiye with a smile. Both of them look calm. Outside the Jinluan hall, many bodyguards rush in because of the Queen's order.

"Zhuo Qingrou, do you think demoting to common people is common people?" Lengyue calls Zhuo Qingrou's name directly. The smile on the pretty face was more obvious. She glanced at the bodyguard rushing in outside the door, and looked at Feng Qiye with a curl of her mouth. "Prince, what do you think?"

With soft light in his eyes, Feng Qiye naturally saw the joking look of Lengyue. He instantly looked at the guard at the door of the palace with one hand and said, "kill it!"

What?! Jinluan palace directly opened to kill people, this letter seven night is not really to usurp the throne?! At this time, all the ministers raised such doubts at the same time. Everyone was looking at the guards at the gate.

The next moment, the silence of the Jinluan Temple instantly filled with countless screams, those strange flashing black figures, as well as the hand knife will be cut off the action, how a panic!

As early as fengqiye and Lengyue came to Jinluan hall, the people of Qisha League ambushed around. When they heard the order, they immediately appeared, but in the blink of an eye, they killed all the more than 50 guards at the gate of the hall. It's like a demon who kills people without blinking an eye.

The status of Qisha League in the river and lake has never been groundless. They are all bloody dark guards.

Zhuo Qingrou stood up from her chair and watched the hall being stained with blood. Her broken limbs and arms fell on the ground with dark blue stone patterns. Her heart beat faster and faster.

Feng Yuan is still quietly looking at everything in front of him, even the people in the black hat standing beside him can't help frowning and clenching their fists.

"Alliance leader, I'm lucky to live up to my destiny!" The seven evil spirits alliance, led by Long Xin, solved all the bodyguards and knelt down on one knee one after another to Feng Qiye. It sounded very light.

Feng Qiye sneers at the corners of his lips, and his broad sleeve robe swings out suddenly. The door of Jinluan palace, which was originally open, is instantly closed with vigor. The smell of blood in the hall is more intense, and the closed door seems to be to imprison everyone here."Fengqiye, you You... "

Zhuo Qingrou looks at him with fear. This is the first confrontation, but it also makes her have a lingering fear. I didn't expect that Feng Qiye could do this!

After a cursory glance, Feng Qiye opened his eyelids, and his sharp eyes showed sharp edge. Suddenly he said, "is it shameful for Zhenyuan general to wear black gauze?"

General Zhenyuan?!

The minister had long doubted the people around the emperor, but because the emperor was obedient to him, no one dared to ask them even if they doubted.

But now listening to Feng Qiye's words, the officials looked around and found that there was nothing else on the spot except the man in the hat. Is he really Zhuo Qingtian, general of Zhenyuan?!

"Ha ha ha! Feng Qiye, I've cheated everyone, but I'm still found by you! But so what? Since I can stand here, do you think I'm afraid of being seen? "

A few want to penetrate the eardrum of laughter from the top of the Dragon chair, with his laughter, many ministers can't help but cover their ears, even Lengyue is slightly frown, eye waves flow, you can see from his nearest Feng Yuan, chest began to fluctuate violently, Adam's Apple also kept rolling, think should be Zhuo Qingtian's laughter sound wave and to the heart.

Black hat in Zhuo Qingtian Lang Lang laughter was broken, a pair of eyes through the intention to kill looking at the seal seven night. Zhuo Qingrou on one side also comes to Fengyuan at the right time. The Zhuo brothers and sisters just protect Fengyuan in the middle, which is nothing more than coercion.

Just as Feng Qiye and Zhuo Qingtian were looking at each other, a sound of wheels rubbing against the ground came. Hearing the sound, the crowd suddenly glared.

There is no longer Feng Yihan, who is tall and upright, sitting in a wheelchair. Cold moon and Feng Qiye are quite familiar with the people pushing him behind.

Liu Meiru, who hasn't seen her for a long time, looks rather haggard. She seems to push Feng Yihan with some effort. When she sees Lengyue, there is infinite hatred in her once enchanting eyes.

Long Xin and more than ten members of Qisha League stand behind Feng Qiye. When they see feng Qiye, everyone's face looks like watching a good play, especially long Xin. Looking at Feng Yihan, they murmur: "Oh, King Xian is not dead yet?"

Cold month smell speech to turn around, pick eyebrow to look at Long Xin, "you are not dead, can he die?"

"Princess..."

Long Xin looks at Leng Yue with a shriveled mouth, and her small expression is very aggrieved.

Seeing this, Lengyue smiles: "haven't you heard a word? A thousand years of disaster

On hearing this, all the people in Qisha League laughed and said to Lengyue, "the princess is wise!"

Feng Qiye's eyes pass through Chong's drowning. He has a completely acquiescent attitude towards Lengyue and Qisha league's people who ridicule Feng Yihan so freely in public.

"Helan Lengyue, today either you die or I die!" Feng Yihan's voice is as hoarse as a gong. She looks at Lengyue with hatred, and patrols Lengyue and Feng Qiye with great anger.

Lengyue shrugged her shoulders and said, "you must be dead!"

"Nvwazi, it seems that I underestimated you before! But don't forget, today's world can't be based on a few words! Feng Su's edict is very clear. You two have already been expelled from the royal family, and now you dare to call yourself Prince and Princess here. Do you still have face? " Zhuo Qingtian pats Feng Yuan on the shoulder with one hand, and then walks down the upper platform. His black strong clothes are windless and automatic. After many years of experience in the battlefield, the strength and lethality of a generation of famous generals can't be afforded by ordinary people.

What's more, Zhuo Qingtian is obviously prepared to come this time. Even if he closes the door of the hall on the seventh night, he doesn't have any panic. He can even take off his black hat so calmly. It must not be as simple as he imagined!

Even Feng Yihan appeared in front of the public. I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle today! Lengyue and fengqiye didn't ignore Zhuo Qingtian's patting on Fengyuan's shoulder, and what does it mean?

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