Jing Mohao, after obtaining the opinions of his "counselor", decided to build a double mausoleum and bury the two together.
And the truth about Wen Xiqin being Jing Mulie's wife was announced to everyone, and the joint burial became more logical.
So everyone agreed and were about to carry the two bodies away, but they were blocked by a woman with cracked eyes at the door.
She held a long sword in her hand and pointed at Jing Mulie's body, her lips turned white.
"Yu Xin, what are you doing?"
an elder shouted.
That's right.
This is Jing Mulie's mother, the late emperor's most beloved concubine.
"Whoever killed my son must be you?"
Yu Xin locked eyes with Jing Mohao and ran towards him with an angry roar.
Jing Mohao stared at her with piercing eyes, showing no intention of dodge, and allowed her to attack him madly with the knife.
Su Tang pushed him away and pushed towards the blade.
Jing Mohao stretched out his hand, pulled her into his arms, turned and kicked Yu Xin to the side, and Yu Xin screamed, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.
She is not young anymore, and she is staying in the harem pampered, so she is no longer old enough to fight and kill.
In the past few years, the late emperor abdicated the throne.
As the late emperor's favorite woman, she had been enjoying a peaceful family relationship with the late emperor in the remote Yiran Palace.
Unexpectedly, bad news came that the son he was so proud of died unexpectedly.
This was her whole life's hard work, and she was actually set up by this group of guys who had children but no one to support them.
What's even more annoying is that even though I begged that dead old man for a day, he just refused to intervene in this matter.
Being knocked down can only mean that you are not capable enough.
How could her son be inferior to that old witch's son?
They must have used some sinister means to kill her son.
Her son couldn't just die in vain, she wanted all these people to pay for his life Yu Xin's face was livid, and everyone in front of her looked like the murderer behind her son's murder.
She fixed her vicious gaze on Luo Xi.
Seeing that she was thin and the closest to her, she curled up her fingers and rushed towards Luo Xi.
Luo Xi saw a crazy old cat rushing toward him, and without hesitation, he punched him.
Before she could touch Yu Xin's chest, she saw that she had been kicked in the abdomen by a flying kick, and she bent over in pain.
Luo Xi glanced at the man who had pulled out at some point, her nose felt a little sore.
She had become accustomed to solving the difficulties in front of her by herself, and she actually began to forget that when he was around, she would never have to be strong.
Jing Mohao glanced at the people around him and said, "Why are you all standing there in a daze and why don't you ask your Majesty to go back and rest?"
His voice was extremely cold, but his words were extremely respectful.
With one sentence, he won the favor of the elders.
Several men ran over and carried Yu Xin back, clutching her stomach and unable to move.
Rather than being carried back to rest, it would be better to say that he was imprisoned and grounded.
After the good show she caused, it would be impossible to leave the Yiqing Palace again.
Luo Xi stood there, clenching her fists just now.
Listening to the people coming in and out, and the footsteps coming and going, there was only a trace of a figure in her eyes.
But Jing Mohao did not look at her.
Instead, he turned around and picked up the woman who had just tried his best to save him from danger.
His voice contained a gentle rebuke, "Why did you do something stupid again?"