The air seemed to be a little condensed.

Lin Tingxuan tightened the hilt of the sword around his waist and looked at Su Jin coldly.

"But this secret letter made the princess think it was written by me." Her eyes raised lightly, and Su Jin looked at Lin Tingxuan casually, word by word, and clearly spit out her lips: "So, he, die, there is, Yu, Gu."

"Su Jin, you deserve to die!"

With this cold and harsh word coming, a cold light passed by before my eyes, and the sharp sound of the sharp sword coming out of the sheath penetrated into my eardrums, making my spine cold.

A puff.

The sound of the sword tip piercing into the body came, and Su Yu, who was standing next to him, roared urgently: "Tingxuan, stop!"

At this moment, a figure flew into the hall like lightning, almost dazzling.

The overwhelming cold air poured in like a tornado. Lin Tingxuan felt a sound of breaking the wind in his ears. Before he could come back to his senses, a sudden burst of pain came and he had been kicked out.

Bang.

His body was like a kite with a broken string, and it hit the door panel hard.

The sound of bone shattering is clear and clear.

The world is quiet.

It seemed like a strange silence was falling into the surroundings.

Lin Tingxuan's eyes turned black and he lay on the ground in a mess, with blood spilling out of his mouth, and his face pale as snow.

Su Yu and the young men standing outside the hall froze instantly, and the blood in their bodies seemed to stop flowing. They stared blankly at the scene in the hall, unable to react.

After being kicked away by Chu Ning, due to inertia, the long sword in Lin Tingxuan's hand fell to the ground, and the tip of the sword was stained with a little blood.

Chu Ning walked to Su Jin with an expressionless face and stared at the wounds in his heart silently.

"Your Highness." Su Jin stood up long, and the corners of his lips naturally curled up and smiled, "Are you back?"

Chu Ning didn't say anything, his gaze moved slightly and fell to his chest.

Su Jin lowered her head along her gaze and smiled faintly: "It's not a big deal if it's not deep."

As he said that, he also took the initiative to stretch out his hand to untie the outer robe, allowing Chu Ning to see the wound clearly, "It's just a skin trauma."

After a pause, he added in a warm voice: "Fortunately, the palace came down in time."

Confirm that the wound was indeed not serious, Chu Ning took back the gaze that fell from his heart and glanced at him expressionlessly.

Su Jin lowered his eyes: "Sorry, I..."

Chu Ning turned his head lightly.

The cold eyes were not able to tell the mood, but the men outside the hall burst into cold air from the soles of their feet.

Her eyes drooped slightly, and she looked at the eldest son of the Lin family on the ground: "Who allows you to step into the mansion of this palace without authorization?"

The tone was as cold as ice, without any emotional fluctuations.

Lin Tingxuan's eyes went black, and cold sweat soaked his clothes. After a while, he said lightly: "Tingyue was plotted by the prince consort and died. I just wanted to ask him-"

"You can ask me directly." Chu Ning cut off his words indifferently, "The more Lin Ting is killed by me, what do you want to say?"

Lin Tingxuan covered his chest and stood up with difficulty, "Your Highness... why should you kill him?"

"Because he deserves to die." Chu Ning's eyes were cold, "The prince-consort said it very clearly just now, don't you understand?"

Lin Tingxuan gritted his teeth and pressed down the bloody smell of his throat: "He is the Prime Minister's son. Even if he makes a mistake, he should report it to the emperor--"

"If people in my palace do something wrong, they will deal with it." Chu Ning said, "It's not the turn of others to point fingers."
Chapter completed!