C1 (1/2)

Thunder flashed past. It was a dark night with a torrential storm.

Mu Jiuer knelt in front of the Hall of Waves, the blood dripping from his forehead continuously being washed by the rain until it gradually turned purple. The fingers that tightly gripped onto the jade started to tremble, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Was she going to die?

She forced herself to look at the Yangxin Palace opposite her, attempting to see the figure of a man through the dim cracks between the doors and windows.

Unfortunately, there was nothing.

The rain poured down on Mu Jiuer's face.

She had already knelt here for three days, and only because Qin Yan spent the night in her hall three days ago, she originally thought that he had finally seen her doing well before, so she went to her bedroom.

However, he did not expect that the beautiful dream would result in the fury of a man. He raised his hand and ordered the guards to behead all the palace maids and eunuchs in the Cloud Nest Hall.

Seeing the massacre in front of her, the blood in her entire body instantly cooled down. Only then did she clearly realize that the man still hated her so much that he wanted to kill everyone who knew about what happened last night.

The rain got heavier and heavier as it hit her back and head. She painfully curled up on the ground. The corner of her mouth twitched as she gently placed the jade pendant on her chest while holding it tightly in her hand.

This is good too, dying may be the best way out …

When his personal eunuch saw Mu Jiuer fall to the ground, his brows knitted slightly. He walked into the Yangxin Palace and lightly reminded, ”Your majesty, I'm afraid Miss Mu won't be able to hold on much longer.”

”She asked for it!” Qin Yan did not even raise his head, the brush in his hands that was used to mark the imperial report snapped in response, and his face turned black as if it was real.

This slut dared to scheme against me after harming Brightmoon. She should have a good memory!

In these five years, only Ming Yue remained in his heart, even when she was currently lying in the Ice Coffin s, he had never changed his mind. How could something like this have nothing to do with this woman? Since she dared to do such a thing, she should know what the consequences would be!

Wei Liang naturally did not care about Mu Jiuer's life or death, but this woman was still important to the emperor. If anything really happened, the emperor would blame him, so he could only remind him again, ”Your majesty, it's about time.”

Qin Yan's sharp gaze fell on the lady outside the hall, and after a moment he sneered, ”Drag her in.”

He had yet to take revenge for Brightmoon, so how could he let her die so easily?!