Chapter 390 Conclusive Evidence

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Chapter 390 Conclusive Evidence

Now, he has the conclusive evidence of Zhong Lixian's secret in his hands, so the dead man's move is completely unnecessary.

"My lord, have you decided so quickly?" Xuanli was a little surprised, he knew that the lord had been deploying for so long, and he thought it would take some time someday, but he didn't expect the lord to make this move so fast.

"It depends on whether Zhong Lixian chooses to be the king's enemy or an ally!" Mu Jin said loudly.

The covenant between him and Zhong Lixian is still there. While they are allies, they are also their respective enemies.

So they are also guarding against each other, trying to catch each other's handle, threaten each other, and maximize their own interests.

However, Zhong Lixian had spent so much effort, in the end, they were just restricting each other.

It is precisely because he is Zhong Lixian's ally that when Zhong Lixian learned of his true identity, he would never reveal it immediately. How could he release such important news before he got what he wanted? .

He wants to annex Nanyue Kingdom wholeheartedly!

But he wanted his Seventh Uncle to watch helplessly as the country he took from his father five years ago was taken away again, and he would naturally have to pay a heavy price.

His suffering and torture for the past five years will be repaid by his seventh uncle.

The weather on the second day was exceptionally clear, the sun was shining brightly, and the warm sunlight scattered on people's bodies was extraordinarily comfortable, making people feel like spring was coming. Ning Zheyan walked in the bright red clothes with a loud cry It is extremely eye-catching in the sun. Her long silky hair is tied casually with a jade handle, and a bunch of delicate plum blossoms are inserted into the hair, like a plum blossom fairy transformed into a human form, walking comfortably in the sun .

The maids in the mansion were all amazed when they saw Ning Zheyan. Many maids who were walking forgot to look at the road, some directly hit the wooden pillars, some dropped the wooden barrels in their hands to the ground, and some He even opened his mouth wide, showing a surprised expression.

Countless gazes fell on Ning Zheyan.

Is this the legendary Mr. Ning? In the portrait, he is already beautiful, but now the real person is even more unbelievably beautiful.

Ning Zheyan dragged her fiery robes, walked elegantly and slowly in front of these maids, with a charming but cold smile on her lips.

With a faint smile on the corner of Wei Yuanwei's mouth, she watched Ning Zheyan walk in charmingly under the attention of everyone.

Under the sun, Ning Zheyan's skin is even fairer and more translucent, as if the capillaries under the skin can be clearly seen, but Ning Zheyan's sexy lips are full of ruddy.

Such a man reveals a kind of morbid beauty, but the brilliance of that trowel makes people's hearts thump even more, like a ripe cherry, which makes people want to go up and take a bite.

"Mr. Ning, didn't you sleep last night? Half an hour has passed since the time agreed with this king!" Mu Jin's dark eyes only glanced at Ning Zheyan, and then fell on Wei Yuanwei again. On his face, the last four words were spoken very hard.

Ning Zheyan, on the other hand, looked indifferent, caressing the plum blossom branches covered with plum blossoms on her hair. Inserting strands of hair would only look nondescript, but Ning Zheyan perfectly interpreted the beauty of plum blossoms and at the same time added a little bit of pistil to her face.

"I'm not a prince. I just need to wear a mask all day long to show off. After I get up, I have to dress up a little bit, right?" Ning Zheyan looked sideways at Mu Jin, her rosy lips raised slightly, as if to greet Mu Jin again. demonstration.

But Mu Jin just glanced at Ning Zheyan lightly, and the dark and unpredictable eyes made it difficult to guess what Mu Jin was thinking at this time: "Today is not the day of the king's draft, so you don't need to be too particular about Mr. Ning, it's better to be early." It is important to detoxify the princess!"

This faint sarcasm immediately made Ning Zheyan's complexion darken.

Maybe he is indeed more beautiful than women, but he hates others to use women as a metaphor for him.

Mu Jin's poisonous mouth is not something that happens every day or two, but Ning Zheyan doesn't know this. He originally wanted to ridicule the evil king's disfigurement, but he hit the muzzle of the gun all at once.

Sitting in the imperial concubine's clothes, Wei Yuanwei leaned against the cushion embroidered with blessings and green birthdays, and smiled faintly at Ning Zheyan.

"Then please avoid it..." Ning Zheyan snorted directly.

"Why does this king avoid?" Mu Jin asked.

Ning Zheyan shrugged: "Whatever you want!"

Then he walked up to Wei Yuanwei: "Princess, let's change clothes..."

"What do you mean?" I, Wei Yuanwei, hadn't spoken yet, but Mu Jin had already stood up, looking at Ning Zheyan warily.

"Are you asking me to give medical treatment through clothes? If I paralyze the concubine in case, I'm stupid, so don't blame me!" Now Ning Zheyan replied very confidently, even with a kind of contempt .

The maidservant beside her, covered in white gauze, had already opened the box containing the nine-turn soul-returning needle, and wrapped it in a long string of cloth, each layer was filled with silver needles of different thicknesses and lengths, which radiated in the sun. With an icy light.

Seeing these needles, Mu Jin's eyes dimmed immediately, such a long needle pierced Wei Yuanwei's acupuncture point, I don't know how painful it is.

But Mu Jin also knew that there was no other way.

Looking at these needles, Wei Yuanwei's eyes changed slightly. Compared with daggers and swords, Wei Yuanwei felt that these seemingly slender and different silver needles were the most terrifying.

When Ning Zheyan saw the opened silver needle, he naturally thought of the pain of being pierced into his blood every seven days, which naturally left a lot of shadows in his heart, and his face turned cold.

"My lord, should you go out?" Wei Yuanwei raised her eyes and looked at Mu Jin calmly.

However, Mu Jin seemed unwilling to leave, and then asked Ning Zheyan: "Are all these needles going to be inserted on the princess?"

If possible, he would like to take this pain instead of Wei Yuanwei.

"No need!" Ning Zheyan replied quickly: "But every acupuncture point must be pierced!"

Ning Zheyan doesn't know exactly how many sticks to use, because...there are quite a lot.

"Do you have to tie it all over your body?" Mu Jin asked with a frown.

Ning Zheyan glanced at Mu Jin: "No, if the prince is worried that I will ruin the reputation of the princess, then I will pack up and go back to my Yanyu Manor. I really don't want to stay longer in your ruined palace!"

Ning Zheyan didn't forget to say a few more words about burying Xie Wangfu.

Mu Jin's face turned cold, Wei Yuanwei's body was looked at by other men, he was really uncomfortable, but this is not the time to worry about it.