MTL - My Unrivalled Princess: I Won’t Mess With You-Chapter 422 Intersection

On the second day, Luo Qianchan and Lin Zimo rushed to the execution room where Ling Kuo was detained, and was shocked by the picture in front of them.

I saw that Ling Ye was fine yesterday, but now it has become a headless body with only a body ... The body has become cold, it seems that it was the head that was cut off by midnight yesterday.

"Who did this?"

Luo Qianguo looked to the side of Coulomb, and Coulomb frowned and shook his head.

"My King is also unclear, but the two jailers guarding the cell were stunned last night, and did not see who had entered the cell. It was just a look at this morning."

"Huh ... Really, I didn't ask any questions. How can I die if I die? Are there any people in this world who are more anxious than Ling Ling to die?" # _ # 27218470

"Really ..."

Lin Zimo responded softly, and Luo Qianmo looked at him strangely, only to see Lin Zimo blinking at himself.

"What do you mean?"

Luo Qianmo asked a question. Lin Zimo didn't answer, but approached Ling Ling's headless corpse, and looked closely at the edge of the wound at the broken neck.

"Yueye inch knife ... It was cut down, the blade is extremely sharp, but because the knife is medium-length, there are still differences in the marks." # 2.7218470

"Yueye inch knife?"

Luo Qian shallowly hesitated, this knife is the knife in the waist of those in black before seizing Ling Ye yesterday. It seems that it is Murong Yun's person again.

Of course, this can't be said on the bright side, after all, there is still Sir Cullen behind. But Lin Zimo and Luo Qianchan already knew.

Luo Qianchan couldn't help sighing, wondering what to think.

"My circulation Yuandan ..."

"A sneeze!"

Murong Yun, who was far away from Apocalypse Kyoto, suddenly gave a big sneeze without warning. The wind on the side was startled and hurriedly handed him a handkerchief.

"Her Highness is cold?"

"My King didn't feel cool, it seems that who reads My King ..."

"Now in this Apocalypse, where is someone daring to miss Your Highness?"

Feng Qing teased a word, causing Murong Yun a cold eye. He hurriedly shut up and got upright, now Murong Yun, but can't talk a little jokes.

"His Highness, Gu Zhuang is back."

"So fast?"

Feng Qing stunned, this Gu Zhuang was one of the killers of the royal support, and one of the people Murong Yun sent to Hailuan to destroy Ling. Is one of the most ruthless masters.

"Let him in!"

Murong Yun said coldly. When Gu Zhuang entered the Palace of the Emperor, he was carrying a black cloth bag in his hand, which was a round thing.

"See His Royal Highness!"

Murong Yun glanced down at Gu Zhuang's cloth bag, a sneer sneered.

"Is this done?"

"It's done, obeying the prince's will, and taking back Ling Ling's head, and delivering it to His Royal Highness!"

Gu Zhuang said, handing the cloth bag to Fengqing aside. Feng Qing presented the bag to Murong Yun.

Murong Yun opened the bag with the writing brush in his hand, and Ling's unimpressive head was still inside, his blood was still dry.

Murong Yun stared at Ling Ye's head for a long time, and raised his hand to land it on the ground.

"Take it and burn it. Be sure to burn it clean and leave no bones left!"

Murong Yun said fiercely, word by word, Ling Ling had not escaped his fate to burn the ashes.

"His Royal Highness!"

As soon as Gu Zhuang's front foot left the Emperor's Hall, the imperial father-in-law next to the emperor on the back foot hurried in, making a salute towards Murong Yun, his face tense.

"His Highness, tomorrow is the day to start the autumn hunting in the Mulan Paddock, but just now the old slave went to the racecourse to see the emperor's royal horse, and somehow he ate something wrong, and suddenly fell to the ground. It was like nothing but air I ’m afraid I ca n’t live today. ”

The father-in-law was crying, and there was no mood of emotion on Murong Yun's face. He looked at the father coldly.

"If the horse is dead, pick another one. What's the use of crying in front of the king?"

"His Royal Highness! The royal horse is a good horse that has been chosen for thousands of miles. This is about to set off tomorrow. Where will you let the old slave find a horse for the long lived master? The old slave heard that there are several war horses in his old house. It's a good horse that is chosen from many miles, it is better ... "

"Those are war horses, wild sons, have seen bloody, uncertain personality. It is best not to use it for Father Emperor."

Murong Yun lightly rejected the father-in-law. The father-in-law knelt directly on the ground and begged.

"His Royal Highness has been out of the battlefield for many years. Presumably, the war horse has also converged. He also asked His Highness to help the old slave. If the emperor knew that the old slave had killed the horse he was going to ride to the autumn hunt, he would have to kill his slave No! "

"You have been serving the Emperor for more than ten years. It is not good for the Emperor to kill you because of a horse, right?"

"The Emperor will! Yes! Your Highness depends on my ten years in the palace, save the slave's life!"

The father-in-law kept hoeing, Murong Yun thought silently

Measured, Feng Qing stood aside, but looked a little panic.

"It's nothing more than a horse. The king is not reluctant to be clear. You go with your father-in-law and take a horse to the old house."

"His Royal Highness ..."

Feng Qing was restless, but was stunned by Murong Yun's cold eyes. Feng Qing nodded and walked with his father-in-law.

When Feng Qing came back, he stopped at the gate of Jihuang Hall for a long time before entering.

Murong Yun is still sitting in the study, looking at recent plays. The emperor has now handed over half of the memorial directly to Murong Yun for review. Many decision-making are also based on Murong Yun's arrival.

"came back?"

Murong Yun lowered her head, but still felt the steps of Feng Qing.

"Your Highness, I'm back."

"Which horse did you choose?"

Murong Yun looked up to Fengqing, with a little expectation in her eyes.

"Relief. It was given to the public, His Royal Highness."

"Ah, very good."

Murong Yun nodded with a smile, but with that strange smile. Feng Qing kept talking, and for a long time, he couldn't help but open his mouth.

"His Royal Highness! Do you really want to do that? The fierce aunt has eaten on the battlefield ... the warhorse who has eaten blood corpses! Extremely wild, you forgot that it had killed a niece in the old house! Now sleepy in the house After these days, I went to the paddock, I was afraid I was going crazy. Emperor he ... "

"You know I did it on purpose, why do you say so much?"

Murong Yun looked unhappyly at Fengqing, Fengqing pouted, but couldn't help but opened his mouth again.

"His Highness has become unrecognizable now! Even if the former Lord was cold again, there was still warmth. After the death of Colo, His Highness became cold-blooded and his six relatives refused to recognize him. **** Start, he is your biological father. Has your Highness ever thought of a concubine? "

"Feng Qing, you are talking more and more now? Why? Scared? If you are scared, you can go out and tell your father now that the king will never stop you!"