Bone to Heart Knowing Xiaohuan

It was obvious that none of this group of people escaped, and it was time to settle the accounts.

"They..." Yu Beiming finally spoke. He leaned his body halfway, looking as indifferent as a sculpture.

Mo Xiaohuan saw his hands resting on the table, pointing his long index finger at the person on the ground, and waved lightly: "What do you want to do with it?"

In a word, the hearts of everyone present were as cold as ice.

How to deal with it?

Mo Xiaohuan didn't think about it.

Being beaten that day, all he thought about was fleeing, fleeing from hardship.

But he never thought that one day he would take revenge on these people and what would happen to them.

For a woman in the palace, happiness is inherently meager.Now even a small life cannot be saved.

Mo Xiaohuan glanced at the sabers around the waists of the guards, and suddenly remembered the imperial doctors who were killed by Yu Beiming...

Human life is worthless...

"Wang." Mo Xiaohuan's voice was soft, "Can you leave them to me?"

There were two little maids, Mo Xiaohuan's words immediately burst into tears, and kept yelling: "Miss, please forgive me, miss, please forgive me..."

Immediately afterwards, the other kneeling people couldn't bear the pressure anymore, and they all cried and begged for mercy.

For a moment, there was a lot of crying in Fuyao Hall.If it weren't for the bright lights like daytime, such a battle in the middle of the night would really be a bit eerie.

"Yan Li!"

Yubei Mingji shouted, he was extremely impatient.

"Yes!" The masked man answered immediately.It turned out that his name was Yan Li.

Yan Li played tricks on the two guards.The two guards hurried forward, dragged the maid and were about to go out!

Mo Xiaohuan's heart skipped a beat.

The maid who was dragged up should have realized that she was about to be killed, and cried even louder: "Miss, please forgive me, please forgive me!..."

"King." In desperation, Mo Xiaohuan grabbed Yu Beiming's arm, "I beg you to hand them over to me."

"What do you want to do with it?"

"I..." Mo Xiaohuan just wanted to save the lives of the two maids, so he didn't want to deal with them.

"Punish them to sing and dance to make me happy." Mo Xiaohuan tried his best to save the servant's life, "Punish them to choreograph and dance. I like lively dances."

"Nonsense!" Yu Beiming's face was terribly gloomy, "How can there be such a slack punishment in my Beiming Palace!"

"But the king..." Mo Xiaohuan's legs gave way, and he simply knelt down on the ground!

The imperial doctor has been chopped off by him long ago, so what are the maids!

The two maids just cried a few times in fear, and he threatened to kill him, so the remaining servants and concubines can still live?

With more than a dozen lives in front of him, how could Mo Xiaohuan let go.

Absolutely not, absolutely not Yu Beiming can kill them again.

Heartbroken, Mo Xiaohuan said: "Break into the imperial garden, the fault is mine first. They don't even know that I am a princess..."

"You still know that you are the princess!"

Yu Beiming's voice was almost gritted out between his teeth. His hand on the table had already been clenched into a fist, with such force that the bones of his hand exploded.

It's not that Mo Xiaohuan is not afraid, but human life is greater than heaven.

"I beg the king to let them go!"

With a bang, the solid wood table shattered, and the wine vessels on the table were scattered all over the floor.

"What do you think of the lonely king!"

Yu Beiming stood up suddenly, standing alone in the hall, pointing at Mo Xiaohuan on the ground with one hand.

A ferocious atmosphere filled the entire Fuyao Hall in an instant.

Mo Xiaohuan lowered his head and said nothing.

Yu Beiming's boots wearing dragon pattern embroidered badges moved, as if he could kick her to the west with one kick.

However, in the end, the boot only took a step, and went out of the hall absolutely.

After a long time, all the people in the Fuyao Hall regained their breath, as if at that moment just now, they were all choked by someone's neck, so they dared to exercise their lungs at this moment.

With Yu Beiming's departure, Yan Li and the guards also left.

Only Mo Xiaohuan and the kneeling people were left in Fuyao Hall.

Mo Xiaohuan motioned for Xiaotao to help her up, and then said to the people on the ground, "Go back, everyone."

Everyone knelt on the ground and trembled, obviously afraid, they didn't dare to get up, and even lowered their heads and cried softly.

"Stop kneeling, get up quickly." Mo Xiaohuan said again.After all this tossing, she spent most of her energy, and she was weak and half leaning on Xiaotao.

Mrs. Xiao raised her head, gave Mo Xiaohuan a small look with her red and swollen eyes, and then cried loudly: "Miss Xie is evil! Miss Xie..."

The maids and concubines who followed Mrs. Xiao all kowtowed, and Miss Xie's voice in Fuyao Hall could be heard endlessly.

Mo Xiaohuan was so tired that he turned around.

Xiaotao understood what she meant, so she pushed back the kneeling people and told them to go back.

After a long time, Fuyao Hall finally became quiet.

Mo Xiaohuan leaned quietly on the bed, and Xiaotao laid many thick cushions embroidered with various patterns on her back.

Mo Xiaohuan was lost in thought for a while, and asked Xiaotao, "Where are the others, why are you the only one in the palace?"

On weekdays, when Mo Xiaohuan wanted to get those accompanying maids away, he had to think of some excuses.

But after waking up today, until now, only Xiaotao has been seen in Fuyao Hall.

Where did the other servants go?

Xiaotao lowered her head, hesitant to speak.

Mo Xiaohuan's heart floating in the air suddenly hung up again: "Have they all been killed?"

The Fuyao Hall is the residence of the princess, and if the princess is not there, the servants who serve her will naturally be punished.

With Yu Beiming's habit...

Mo Xiaohuan didn't dare to think too much, and looked at Xiaotao closely, waiting for the answer.

"Miss Hui, they, they are all kneeling outside..."

"Help me out."

In front of Fuyao Hall, the lights are brightly lit.

The wide stone ground in front of the hall is full of kneeling maids and servants.Those who are in charge of meals, those who are in charge of sleeping, those who are in charge of accessories... all kneel in front of the hall.

Mo Xiaohuan stood in front of the palace gate, and at a glance, all the people kneeling with their heads bowed looked like lifeless stone figures.

Mo Xiaohuan didn't know how long they had been kneeling.Perhaps, they have been punished to kneel here since the night they escaped.

A gust of wind stirred Mo Xiaohuan's clothes.

The gust of wind blew towards the Highness again, and a servant's hat was blown away, but he knelt there shrunken, not daring to move.

Mo Xiaohuan's heart suddenly stabbed in pain, as if a steel needle had pierced his heart all at once.

Turning around slowly, the hem of the phoenix robe rolled down the steps and spread out.

"Xiao Tao," Mo Xiaohuan said softly, "Let them all get up."

The third watch had passed, and Mo Xiaohuan was still unable to sleep while lying on the bed.

I don't know if it's because she slept too much in the past few days, or because the successive events made it difficult for her to calm down.

Her eyes were black and bright, glistening and flickering, as if they were filled with clear water.

But it was these clear eyes that saw too many things that he didn't want to see.

Tonight, she repeatedly disobeyed Yu Beiming, disregarding the majesty of his king, and asked him to keep Mrs. Du and Mrs. Xiao behind.

Everyone knows that those women are the ones who insulted the princess.

As for Yu Beiming, he is an extremely arrogant and ruthless king.His woman, his princess, only he can move.

Mo Xiaohuan knew in her heart that it wasn't that he liked her so much, but that his dignity could not be touched...

But she stubbornly begged him...

He insulted the concubine but was not severely punished, so what is his prestige?

In the days to come, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult.

Suddenly, a black figure jumped in from the window.

Mo Xiaohuan sat up in fright: "Who is behind the curtain!"