At the same time, the Ziyi Hou blocked Jiyue, "Be careful of Jiyue."

The figure was knocked down before it even approached Mu Jiyue. It was a woman and an acquaintance.

Ji Yue looked at the man with a condescending look on her face, "It turns out to be Mrs. Fu, how did you get in? I didn't invite you."

Mrs. Fu was dressed in the clothes of a palace maid, with a pale face and struggled to get up.

"You are so sinful, and no one can accept you. Don't even think of taking the throne. My husband worked hard and made great contributions. He has been loyal to three dynasties, but he has fallen into this kind of field. It is really heartbreaking."

She shouted Mu Jiyue's eyes were bloodshot and gritted her teeth with hatred.

Her husband who had been with her for decades died like this, and she died so quietly.

Hate, so hate!

She wants to seek justice for her husband!

"Everyone, she can kill her loyal assistants, let alone you. You must know that the cunning rabbit dies and the lackeys are cooked, and the birds are full of good bows. When she firmly sits on the throne, she will start to clean up. No one present can escape."

She was quite confident, as if she was sure that Mu Jiyue would not kill her on such an occasion.

Jiyue didn't say anything, but looked at her with pity, as if she thought she was a fool.

The Ziyi Hou shook her head slightly, feeling very sympathetic. She even made a mistake in killing her husband's enemy. It's so pitiful.

"The auxiliary was not killed by the princess.

Mrs. Fu didn't believe such words at all, and she was so angry that she trembled all over, "Then tell me who killed me? Say it."

She was emotionally excited and rushed over with a dagger waving again.

However, there are many guards in this kind of occasion. How could she break through the defense line?

Ji Yue looked at the crazy woman lightly, shook her head slightly, "Take it down."

Mrs. Fu waved her eyes randomly, her eyes frantically, and she roared hysterically, "What? I want to kill someone to silence me? I'm afraid I can't stop killing me in front of so many people, and everyone's eyes are not blind."

Her spirit was very wrong and she was on the verge of collapse.

A guard waved his hand gently and knocked down the dagger from Mrs. Fu's hand and controlled her.

Ji Yue looked at her coldly, "Madam Fu, you disappointed me."

Mrs. Fu, who was struggling crazy, paused and opened her eyes wide in shock, "What?"

Jiyue sighed softly, "I thought you were very smart and infatuated with the help. It turns out that I was wrong. You are just a fool who was exploited."

"Impossible." Mrs. Fu's face changed drastically.

Jiyue asked quietly, "Then tell me, what are the benefits of killing the assistant? To put it bluntly, whether he is alive or dead, he cannot stop me from ascending to the throne of the emperor."

She is confident and ostentatious, and she takes the weight as lightly, demonstrating the spirit that only successful people have.

Mrs. Fu's eyes turned red in anger and screamed out of control, "But you still killed him just to kill the chicken to warn the monkey."

Jiyue looked at him disdainfully, "What kind of chicken is he? At best, he is just an old duck. I have no interest in him at all. If you keep him in a few years and then let them out, they will no longer be able to make trouble. I can still gain a good reputation of being generous, right?"

What she said was reasonable and had sufficient reasons, and was not an excuse.

"You..." Mrs. Fu's face turned blue and white, as wonderful as a palette.

A voice broke out in the crowd, "It was the Fu who tried his best to dissuade you. His words were a bit ugly, and he killed someone because he made you angry."

Ji Yue found this person in the crowd accurately, and was Grand Secretary Jiao.

He is usually a sleek person and has expressed his loyalty to Jiyue. Unexpectedly, he stabbed Jiyue at a critical moment.

Jiyue was not angry either, calm and relaxed, graceful and elegant. "You speak harshly in front of so many people, and I don't know what it means, and I'm not angry either because it's not worth it."

The clever counterattack further demonstrated her generous demeanor as the king of a country.

Atmospheric and calm, majestic and calm.

Grand Secretary Jiao's eyes darkened, and he felt a cold war in his heart.

This woman must be pulled down today, otherwise there will be no other place in the court.

A hoarse voice suddenly rang, "I have evidence to prove that it was the princess's murder."

A young woman appeared in front of everyone, Banqiu gasped, "Banxia, ​​why is it you?"

Banxia walked over step by step in the clothes of a palace maid, her eyes were filled with a cold light, "I have seen Your Highness the Princess."

Her eyes were dark and she smiled coldly, but to her expectations, Mu Jiyue was very calm and looked at her expressionlessly, with no joy or sorrow, as if... she had expected her to appear.

Grand Secretary Jiao was shocked and shouted loudly, "Who are you?"

Banxia took a deep breath and smiled slightly, "I am the princess's maid. My name is Banxia. There are four maids around the princess, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and everyone knows it."

Everyone present was stunned. The maids around the princess were all very famous.

However, this maid clearly showed that the visitor was not good and didn't know what the situation was.

A censor stood up, "Are you her?"

Banxia nodded slightly, her eyes slightly cold, "Yes, but I can prove that the medicine for poisoning death was made by the princess, and it was her unique poison, called Fireworks Powder."

These words were shocked and made everyone dizzy.

It seems that people, physical evidence and evidence are there, and it seems that it is true and irrefutable.

A murderous aura flashed in the eyes of Ziyi Hou. OK, very good, she is dead!

Mrs. Fu was heartbroken and shouted loudly, "It turned out that it was you, princess, you who harmed my master."

Her tears flowed wildly and her eyes were filled with fierce light.

Banqiu couldn't help but feel anxious, "Banxia has betrayed the princess for a long time, not part of us, and has nothing to do with us anymore."

Mrs. Fu didn’t believe it, nor did anyone present believe it. “If something happens, just distance yourself from it. Is this the princess’ usual method?”

The bright moon has a quiet expression, always as indifferent as snow, without comment.

Even if the traitor Banxia appears, she cannot show surprise.

But Banqiu stood up for her, how could he treat his master like this?

"This is a fact. Where did you get rid of it? Don't guess randomly if you don't know the situation."

Mrs. Fu glared at Mu Jiyue unwillingly, "I just want to know if my master died of fireworks? Princess, please tell me."

Ji Yue glanced at her faintly, calm and unpredictable, "Yes."

A simple word made the scene burst.
Chapter completed!