Feng Qing’s reinforcements had finally arrived. I needed to quickly make this greedy woman choose, and then go watch the show.
But when I returned to the room, she was already gone.
Damn this woman!
I angrily followed her breath, planning to use a tiger trap!
The palace was already in complete chaos. Screams and cries from near and far floated around my ears, mixed with the sounds of weapons clashing.
Even though it wasn’t the first time I’d heard such sounds, I still felt terrified. Although I love gossip, I don’t like overly bloody events. The world is better when it’s peaceful.
Turning around the corridor, I saw Feng Qing in a purple robe, the treasure sword in his hand dripping with bright red blood, with blood stains on his body and face. It looked like he had just been through a fierce battle. Looking beside him, that man was also there, hurriedly following and saying: “My lord, the palace maid reported that Empress Mu has gone to the Cold Palace. But at this time, shouldn’t she be trying to escape?”
“That crazy woman has wanted to kill Qier for a long time. With the situation gone, she certainly won’t be reconciled. I’m afraid that even in death, she wants to drag Qier down with her.” Feng Qing’s tone was calm, but his breath was heavy.
I shook my head. Outside the courtyard, a piercing cry came. Feng Qing’s expression changed: “It’s Empress Mu.”
He quickly turned and rushed down another corridor. I rode a cloud and followed.
At the end of the corridor was another small courtyard. At this moment, blood was soaked on the ground, and the moonlight added a bloody, mysterious feel. My pupils contracted as I saw the person lying on the ground – Qingfei. Looking at the sword-wielding person, dressed in splendid clothes, with a disheveled hairpin but an undeniable noble and majestic bearing – this must be Empress Mu.
“Bitch!
Feng Qing shouted, stepping forward to kill her, but the man quickly reached out to stop him, sincerely saying: “My lord, do not kill her now, or it will be difficult to appease the world.”
