Chapter 412
You guys are crazy? When did I order you to do this? Mu Qingrou shouted loudly.
Ye Qingran, did you bribe them, right?
Not bad, I bribed them. Ye Qingran openly admitted, "I told them I would guarantee their safety and give them endless money. So they decided to tell the truth."
Mu Qingrou was shocked to the point of despair.
You're lying! It wasn't me! It was you!
Don't believe me? No problem, I still have Truth Pills here. At the palace banquet that day, even if Lin Xueyan kept her mouth shut, she still spoke the truth, didn't she? You were there too, you must have seen it clearly.
Lin Xueyan? Truth Pill?
Upon hearing the name Lin Xueyan, Mu Qingrou staggered.
She personally witnessed Lin Xueyan, under the effect of the Truth Pill, recount her inner secrets in detail, as if counting her own treasures.
Having said all this, how could anyone still not believe? The white mist just now had nothing to do with Ye Qingran; it was Mu Qingrou who arranged for people to release it.
Even if the white mist just now wasn't released by you, that doesn't prove the Magic Cloud Fruit wasn't stolen by you!
Mu Qingrou struggled in her dying moments.
Even at death's door you're still stubborn?
Just now, I sat there motionless; someone took advantage of the chaos and slipped the Magic Cloud Fruit into my sleeve, trying to frame me without anyone knowing. But she probably didn't expect that I kept my wits, took a bracelet from her hand, and left a scratch.
Mu Qingrou almost instinctively glanced at her own arm.
This action, seen by everyone, was undoubtedly a case of "trying to hide silver but only revealing it."
Mu Qingrou, is this bracelet yours?
A slender gold bracelet dangled from Ye Qingran's fingertips, inlaid with beautiful jewels.
No!
Mu Qingrou shook her head in denial.
But only she herself knew that this bracelet was indeed hers.
She wore identical bracelets on both hands!
Then could you show me your wrists?
Mu Qingrou stared fixedly at Ye Qingran.
Seeing Mu Qingrou frightened by just a few words from Ye Qingran, the Xu Kong Gongzi couldn't help but frown in disgust.
Mu Qingrou, this useless waste!
Can't even handle a small matter!
Xu Kong Gongzi, what do you think?
Mu Qingrou instinctively looked toward the Xu Kong Gongzi. He was her last reliance!
Taking advantage of Mu Qingrou's stunned moment, Leng Yue approached her, lifted both her arms, sleeves hanging down, revealing two sections of forearm.
On the left arm was a bracelet identical to the one Ye Qingran held. On the right wrist, there was a light red scratch.
This matched exactly what Ye Qingran had just said!
What are you doing?! Mu Qingrou struggled, trying to hide her arms.
Mu Qingrou, it turns out you were stealing from your own post!
The Xu Kong Gongzi wisely chose to cut ties with Mu Qingrou.
Upon hearing this, Mu Qingrou could hardly believe her ears.
Xu Kong Gongzi, he actually treated her as a disposable pawn?
Mu Qingrou's face turned ashen.
Alright, now you should believe the Magic Cloud Fruit wasn't stolen by me, right?
Ye Qingran shrugged her shoulders.
So it was Mu Qingrou stealing from her post and trying to frame Ye Qingran!
That's too despicable!
But Mu Qingrou is truly foolish, daring to scheme against Ye Qingran? Haven't the previous outcomes taught her a lesson?
Mu Qingrou, next time before framing someone, remember to be smarter. With just this little skill, you want to ruin me? Tsk tsk...
After saying that, she narrowed her eyes, and an icy aura emanated from her whole body.
Xing Er, take her hand and bring it back to feed Little Silver!
In the calmest tone, she spoke the most vicious words.
Yes! Han Xing obeyed the order.
No! You can't treat me like this! I'm a member of Wuji Hall!
Holy Envoy, save me quickly!
Mu Qingrou panicked completely now.
She kept retreating, her face full of terror.
You brought it upon yourself!
The Xu Kong Gongzi mercilessly spat out a few words, casting Mu Qingrou completely into hell.
Ye Qingran, that's enough. If you really chop off Mu Qingrou's hand, wouldn't that be too cruel? You're not a good person anyway; couldn't you do some good deeds and accumulate hidden virtue for your child?
Do good deeds? Accumulate hidden virtue?
Ye Qingran looked at Dongfang Ling'er with interest.
Thirteenth Princess, did you also just slander me for stealing the Magic Cloud Fruit?
So what if I did? Dongfang Ling'er suppressed her panic and replied feigning calm.
In that case, Yue Er, how many times should I slap you for the few words the Thirteenth Princess just used to falsely accuse me?
Hiss~
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Ye Qingran, don't overstep—I'm a proper princess!"
"Today your mother empress is completely useless!"
Leng Yue, filled with killing intent, walked toward Dongfang Ling'er.
That mouth of hers has deserved a beating for ages—today I'll give her a lesson!
Slap slap slap~
Soon, clear slaps rang out in Wuji Hall.
In front of Leng Yue, Dongfang Ling'er was like a helpless chick, unable to fight back.
Over there, Han Xing raised her hand and brought down her blade without even blinking.
Blood spattered everywhere.
Mu Qingrou's both arms were chopped off, leaving her a cripple from now on!
"Thirteenth Princess, this is the last time—if you provoke me again, you won't get off so easily!"
Dongfang Ling'er could no longer speak; her eyes held only fear.
As for Mu Qingrou, she lay in a pool of blood, writhing in pain.
"I'm the type who always repays grudges—watch closely, this is what happens when you provoke me."
Ye Qingran's voice was clear and pleasant to hear, yet to everyone it sounded like it came from hell.
Everyone fell silent like cicadas in winter, daring not to speak a word.
"Xiao Hu Xiao Chen, do you still have any good stuff?"
"If you have anything good, remember to offer it to your mother!"
"You can't hide things like you did this time!"
Leaving Wuji Hall, Ye Qingran earnestly told the two children:
"Mother, let's do this: when we go back we'll take out all our belongings, and you can take whatever you need."
"That wouldn't be proper!" Ye Qingran affected composure.
"It's fine—what's ours is mother's!"
"Then mother won't stand on ceremony!"
Ye Qingran felt moved.
What filial good children—she hadn't doted on them for nothing!
"Xiao Hu, Xiao Chen, after you return, hand over your space to mother; mother will keep it for you for a while."
Han Xing Leng Yue: "......"
This young lady, the vibe is off!
On the way back, Ye Qingran suddenly stopped and glanced backward.
"Miss, what's wrong?"
Ye Qingran gently shook her head.
She sensed that someone was watching her.
However, she did not sense any danger.
Just then, a figure suddenly darted out from behind a roadside stall.
She gripped a dagger, its cold light flashing, bloodthirsty and deadly!
Killing intent surged!
Just as the dagger was about to plunge into Fu Qianchen's back, Ye Qingran yanked him hard, and the blade grazed Xiao Chen's back.
A close call!
Ye Qingran's face tightened.
Only then did she notice the assassin was a woman wrapped entirely in black cloth.
Her face was indistinct.
"Go die!"
Having missed her strike, she came back for another attempt.
The target was none other than Xiao Chen!
End of Chapter
