After saying that, he pulled Jiu Rao over at a speed of lightning speed, waved his palm and knocked the inner court chief who was holding the dagger away.

The fat body of the inner court chief suddenly flew out like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily on the wall, spurted blood out, and vomited blood on the spot and died.

The whole palace was shocked.

The cabinet ministers and General Mo were both surprised by this sudden scene, but they saw Ji Huangyu's handsome face as cold as ice, her pair of peach blossom eyes were filled with evil spirits, staring coldly at the chief executive who had lost his breath.

The air in the hall was stagnant.

General Mo turned his head, but saw that the girl just glanced at the dead man casually, without any frightening on her face, and she didn't even frown, her expression was indifferent, and she didn't say a word.

The dead silence lasted for a long time.

Ji Huangyu finally turned to look at the King of Southern Xinjiang: "My son is wrong, my father should not blame him for killing the chief manager you trust most."

The King of Southern Xinjiang froze and quickly came back to his senses, in a terrifying tone: "He just..."

"He wants to assassinate Jiurao." Ji Huangyu said in a cold tone. "Although I don't know the reason, the son minister cannot tolerate anyone's disadvantage to Jiurao, so he took action more severely in a hurry."

After saying that, he walked to the chief executive, gently twitched his toes, and hooked a dagger out of his hand.

Seeing this, the others widened their eyes.

The King of Southern Xinjiang turned to look at Jiurao, but saw a faint and sarcastic smile on the girl's lips, which made people feel cold after seeing her spine and she couldn't help feeling guilty.

Other ministers thought Ji Huangyu would ask something, and were even worried that he would take his anger.

But not.

Ji Huangyu turned around and walked to Jiurao, and said in a low tone: "I'm sorry."

Although the assassination was not successful, someone assassinated Jiu Rao under his nose, and this person was the closest chief manager to the king, so he could not shirk responsibility no matter what.

Besides, it is hard for him to believe that this matter has nothing to do with his father.

Since he doesn't even believe it, how can I convince Jiurao to believe it?

"It has nothing to do with you." Jiu Rao said in a faint tone, "This is the end of the matter tonight. You can handle your own family matters by yourself. I'll go back first."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Ji Huangyu to say anything, and he didn't even say hello to the others. He turned around and left the hall, leaving a minister looking at each other in the hall.

What's your own family?

What this girl said was so strange.

The outside of the hall was still very cautious, but the situation had turned around. The imperial guards who had originally surrounded the Daqian Palace had already put down their weapons and knelt outside the hall, while another army controlled the inside and outside the palace.

The eldest prince Ji Yin has been taken away, and the next time is the time to settle the crime.

Jiu Rao walked outside the hall, looked at the outside world expressionlessly, and Ji Huangyu followed her and said lightly: "I'll send you back."

Jiurao didn't say anything.

With Ji Huangyu's escort, no one came to stop him. But as soon as he left Daqian Palace, he suddenly heard a shrill cry: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Yin'er is wronged! He was framed, must have been framed, Your Majesty--"

Ji Huangyu frowned slightly, but said nothing.

The two walked silently to the outside of the palace gate.
Chapter completed!