Chapter 141 Retribution of Injustice

Passing by a small river, Mo Yan sat at the head of the bridge. He looked up and looked around, but saw the curling smoke on the mountain in the distance. Mo Yan withdrew his sight. Originally, he got up and wanted to leave, but suddenly his mind flashed. What the little slave maid said just now returned to his mind. Is it... is it? The place where the owner of the palace is buried?

He stepped forward, but as soon as he took a few steps, he seemed to think of something. He looked around left and right, and then accelerated his pace to a clothing store in Kyoto. He walked in, just put a few taels of silver at the counter, and then took a piece of clothes and said to go to the backyard to change it.

Then when he got to the backyard, he climbed over the wall and fled. The female soldiers sent by Qingchen were still waiting there foolishly.

Mianshan, it turns out that this is Mianshan. Mo Yan sighed, but he did not dare to move forward. In front of him was Jing Li's military camp. If he was found, he would be arrested as a spy. Maybe he would not even die.

Mo Yan looked around and saw that there was a clean place not far away. He walked over and sat there to rest, but a doctor's sensitive sense of smell made him smell a faint smell of blood. He couldn't help but be driven by curiosity and began to find along the blood stains.

At the edge of a pile of hay, he finally found it, but the blood stains were all dry, but there was a lot of dry blood on the ground, and the whole formed the shape of a person. Mo Yan couldn't help whispering, "My God, whose blood is this? Isn't it killing? It's really terrible."

"What are you doing here?" A cold and beautiful female voice sounded, which scared Mo Yan. He immediately stood up and turned around. He didn't expect to see Jing Li. He was stunned for a long time before whispering, "I... I... I'm bored. Just walk around, er, I came here."

"Your Majesty, he is the princess's fiance, kill him!" Linglong stared at him with hatred and opened his mouth coldly. Mo Yan immediately waved his hands and said, "Hey, wait! First, I didn't break the law, second, I didn't kill anyone, and thirdly, I have no hatred with you. Why did you kill me?

"No injustice, no hatred?"

Linglong was just two steps forward quickly. She grabbed Mo Yan's front collar and shouted, "Your wife killed the emperor's waiter. Isn't it just right for me to kill you now? Your wife killed the emperor's waiter, so it's not too much for the emperor to kill her waitress?"

"What are you talking about, Your Majesty, your sister!" Mo Yan couldn't get away from the exquisite containment. He was so anxious that he fluttered like a struggling carp there. Jing Li looked at him coldly and didn't say anything without any action.

At this time, Linglong pulled out his sword from his waist and pointed to Mo Yan's forehead and said, "You ungrateful little thing, I can tell you that I will give you a chance now. Let's talk about it. What reason can you find not to kill you? The emperor saved you from insult, but you took revenge. If you want to blame, blame your black-hearted wife!"

"Linglong, forget it, let him go!" Jing Li bent down and picked up the hay on the ground. When she met the blood-stained ones, she couldn't help but feel sad. Linglong was very unwilling. She held Mo Yan's collar and refused to let go for a long time. After a long time, she pushed him away hard and roared coldly, "Get out, I never want to see the faces of your group of people."

"Hey, you have a debt. How can you do this to a good person?" Mo Yan was very aggrieved. He looked at Jing Li like that, and he felt uncomfortable. Linglong ignored her. He bent down and picked up the hay and whispered, "Your Majesty, why don't you pick up all these and bury them together?"

"Ye-huh!" Jing Li answered softly. She put the picked up dry firewood on a pile. Then she stood on the top of the hillside and looked at the distance. Her thoughts returned to the early days of knowing Yin Zhaoyu. Those beautiful, happy, or full of scheming things felt desolate in her heart.

Linglong wanted to come up to comfort her again. Jing Li stretched out his hand to stop her words and whispered, "I know what you want to say. I'm thinking about the way to go in the future. You go back first. I want to stay here for a while."

"Your Majesty! If you can't come back to life after death, why do you have to embarrass yourself?

"Recede!" Jing Li said coldly. Linglong had never seen Jing Li talk to herself in such a tone. She immediately stopped in front of Jing Li for a long time, and then silently left with the hay.

It's very empty here. The vision can be seen far away, which also makes Jing Li's heart a little better. She looked at Kyoto not far away, which used to be her world, but now it is occupied by the sudden princess. She not only occupied her city, but also killed her man. What can Jingli say? Not at all, but he is a very vengeful person. He must be revenged.

"Qingchen, I swear here that I am at a standto with you in this life!" Looking at the vast sky, Jing Li's heart seemed to have a kind of hatred dominating her. She swore hatefully, and the surroundings were quiet, as if the sky was also shocked by her hatred, but at this time, a small, frightened voice sounded behind her.

"Emperor sister, do you really want to kill Sister Qingchen and avenge the palace master?"

Jing Li turned his head and saw that behind her, Mo Yan sat cross-legged on his cheek. Looking at the movement, he must have been here for a long time. He was behind him for so long and didn't notice it at all. Jing Li couldn't help but be a little shocked. She said coldly, "I'm not your sister. Why don't you leave? Do you really want to lose your life?"

"No, I just can't bear to see the emperor like this, so..." So he wanted to accompany her here, but he didn't say the last sentence, because he was so shocked by his own mentality.

"You are a dusty man. You shouldn't be by my side, right?" Jing Li sneered. She turned around and looked at Mo Yan. She hadn't seen him for a few days. Mo Yan seemed to have changed a lot. Jing Li frowned and thought about it carefully. Only then did she find that he had changed. He was quiet and did not smile.

When Mo Yan heard Jing Li say this, he stood up, walked to Jing Li's side, reached out to hold her hand, rubbed the tiger's mouth between her big fingers, and whispered, "Your Majesty, when will the grievances come to each other? I know that this matter is the senior sister's fault, but my grandfather said that if you rub the tiger's mouth, people's hearts will be widened. Come on, I won't be so sad."