When Murong Qianqian saw Hongyu coming out and was thrown in the corridor outside the door, she was delighted and looked at her with a gaze.

But Hongyu had always had a gloomy face and didn't say anything, so she had to wait quietly.

It was not until Meng Shiyue came out that her heart rose again. She looked at her wanting to speak, but she couldn't say a word.

They have verified it, right? Then now we should know that she is not that little prince or their enemy, right?

"Take her back." Meng Shiyue said in a deep voice.

Hongyu immediately grabbed Murong Qianqian, carried her away from Zui Meng Hall, and returned to Meng Shiyue's bedroom.

She was holding a bowl in her left hand, but from Murong Qianqian's perspective, she couldn't see what was going on in the bowl. Since she took her blood to verify it, the truth of everything should have been understood. She felt at ease and just waited for them to let her go.

Back in the hall, Hongyu raised her casually and threw her to the ground.

Murong Qianqian was hit in pieces, but she was unable to speak.

Hongyu brought the bowl of clear water and melted blood to Meng Shiyue, placed it on the jade table in front of her, and quietly retreated.

Meng Shiyue looked at Murong Qianqian who was lying on the ground and staring at him. She suddenly curled her lips and smiled and said, "What else do you have to say now?"

Murong Qianqian blinked, but couldn't speak.

Meng Shiyue waved her hand with a smile. She smiled so softly, which immediately made Murong Qianqian feel much more relieved, and the matter was finally clear.

Hongyu walked over and raised her fingers. Murong Qianqian felt pain in her chest and back collar. After a moment, she immediately realized that she had been untied.

Looking up at Meng Shiyue's gaze, she said anxiously: "Your Majesty, I am not Meng Cangyun's daughter. Your Majesty, everything is just a misunderstanding."

Meng Shiyue just looked at her indifferently, smiling at the corner of her lips.

Murong Qianqian was already a little uneasy in her heart, but now when she looked at her like this, she felt even more shiver in her heart, and even her voice could not help but tremble: "Your Majesty, Murong Qiqi is Meng Cangyun's evil seed. She has a close relationship with Ye Lanfeng and Mu Xinru. However, Mu Xinru died a few years ago, in Zichuan. Now there should be only Ye Lanfeng who is by her side."

"Are you afraid that my people will pull Mu Xinru out, so you lied that she is dead?" Meng Shiyue smiled disdainfully and looked at her coldly.

Murong Qianqian opened her eyes wide and explained: "Mu Xinru is indeed dead. She died in Zichuan a few years ago. I watched her jump off the cliff with my own eyes. Your Majesty, I have never deceived you every word. As for Bu Jinghua, she has always been against Murong Qiqi when she was in Zichuan. I was with her just to deal with Murong Qiqi..."

"Why do you have to deal with Murong Qiqi? Since Murong Qiqi is Your Highness, why should Bu Jinghua deal with her? Bu Jinghua and Meng Cangyun have no grudges at all." Meng Shiyue snorted coldly.

Murong Qianqian opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. She didn't know if Bu Jinghua and Meng Cangyun had a grudge? That was just a statement of the facts.

"Maybe... Maybe she has a grudge against Ye Lanfeng, or maybe..." Murong Qianqian thought for a while and shook her head: "I don't know, I only know that she was not the same group as Murong Qiqi and the others at that time. Your Majesty, I will tell you everything I know. Please let Your Majesty know clearly. I am really not a little prince, I was wronged."

She turned around and returned to the hall, and the cold voice slowly floated over and over again: "It is said that there have been many torture tortures in all dynasties, but I don't know which torture can make the relatives hurt and the enemy the most?"

Hongyu hurriedly walked forward to meet her and said in a deep voice: "The most famous torture in all dynasties should be to turn people into human pigs."

The man was so scared that Murong Qianqian was so scared that she almost fainted.

Only the cold voice of Hongyu continued to be heard: "Chop off the limbs, dig out the eyeballs, and inject copper water into the ears to make it lose its filling. Use slumber medicine to pour it into the throat, cut off the tongue, destroy the throat and throat, and make it unable to speak. Finally, cut off the nose, shaved the eyebrows and hair, and then apply medicine liquid so that she can survive. Then put her in a large tank and soak it in special medicine liquid, and a person can live for at least ten or eight years."

Every time she said something, Murong Qianqian was so shocked that her heart was about to stop beating. Is this the most cruel criminal law really going to fall on her?

"Your Majesty..." Murong's voice was silent and he kept complaining.

Meng Shiyue didn't even look at her and waved her hand.

Hongyu immediately said to the outside, "Come."

Two female guards strode in, and soon came to Murong Qianqian and lifted her up.

"I heard what I said just now?" Hongyu said.

The two replied in unison: "I understand."

Hongyu nodded with satisfaction.

But when the two of them dragged her away, Murong Qianqian screamed miserably: "Murong Qiqi... They all think it is Murong... Qiqi, Murong Qiqi looks like... like Meng Cangyun, she is the real Your Highness..."

The voice was far away, but Meng Shiyue was still thinking.

Hongyu looked at her and said, "Your Majesty, are you going to find Murong Qiqi?"

Your Majesty said that it would rather kill ten thousand people by mistake than let one person go.

"Bastard, how many daughters can Meng Cangyun give birth to?" Meng Shiyue glanced at her.

Hongyu was stunned and immediately reacted.

Since Murong Qianqian's blood can be integrated with Lord Mengjun's, that is, Murong Qianqian is indeed the daughter of Lord Mengjun, what else can I doubt about this? Since it is Murong Qianqian, it must not be Murong Qiqi.

However, everyone thought Murong Qiqi was similar to Meng Cangyun... She looked up at Meng Shiyue.

Meng Shiyue obviously thought of this, her eyes flashed slightly, and she suddenly laughed: "Since my senior brother wants to see his daughter so much, let him meet him well."

Turning around, she walked to the back of the palace: "Let Murong Qiqi enter the palace immediately. Leave this matter to Sima Yanji."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Hongyu turned around and left.

Meng Shiyue's low voice came from behind him: "Since Meng Cangyun's evil seed has been destroyed, I don't need to care about the matter on Zhuxian Island. I will pass on my will to transfer the dead soldiers on Zhuxian Island back to the imperial city. I have another task to hand over to them."

The seven cities have not fallen into her hands yet. Recently, Mu Hongyi passed away in illness. Sangcheng was in chaos. The people of the Shui tribe and the Fire tribe fled to the dark city. The dark city was no longer controlled by her. When the seven cities were in chaos, they would not find a way to take them down in one fell swoop. In the future, it is difficult to guarantee that they would not rush their troops and threaten the stability of the imperial city.

Now it is the time to use people. Those dead men are all refined masters. How can they consume them and guard a deserted island that will never be opened?

The gate of Zhuxian Island is destined to be no longer open.
Chapter completed!