Murong Jia knew it in his heart and mocked: "It seems that Baili Xue's curse has been solved?"

Xuanyuan Jue raised his sword eyebrows, "Not bad."

Murong Jia snorted coldly, and the hatred in his heart became stronger. Why in the mother's heart, other people's children are much more important than their own?

She solved the curse for Baili Xue because of Han Chen, and she really loved the house and the mistress.

Seeing the hatred in Murong Jia's eyes, Xuanyuan Jue said lightly: "You should know that it is her credit for you to come out of the Heavenly Prison."

"I don't care." Murong Jia said coldly: "I, Murong Jia, don't need anyone to be pitiful. Xuanyuan Jue, so do you."

Xuanyuan Jue has always understood Murong Jia's nature, "I'm going to set off for Donglan, this should be the last time we meet."

Murong Jiapi smiled and said, "I wish you a good journey."

"I have prepared wine and food, you shouldn't mind sending me a ride, right?" Xuanyuan Jue didn't care about Murong Jia's coldness and mockery at all. He curled his lips and invited him.

"Of course I don't mind." Murong Jia smiled faintly, "I wish you a good journey."

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Xuanyuan Jue's banquet was held in the inn. Murong Jia had already changed into a prison uniform and put on a brown gold-clad robe. The darkness of the prison did not damage his glory, and was still so handsome that it was heart-wrenching.

Xuanyuan Jue is an extremely picky person. He travels to North Vietnam and brings his own treasures, February snow.

"Before Empress Dowager Shengde died, I would entrust me to do something." Facing a smart person like Murong Jia, Xuanyuan Jue did not hide it.

Murong Jia's face was as deep as water and he sneered: "Isn't it just asking Han Chen to spare my life?"

"You and I understand very well that when you fight for power and profit, you will definitely live to the death. When you deal with Han Chen, you never thought about showing mercy, right?" Xuanyuan Jue caressed the wine glass in his hand casually, but he did not drink it for a long time.

"Since you are a successful king and a defeated enemy, there is no need to complain too much. There is something that should be told to you. When Queen Mother Shengde appeared at the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, she had already felt the desire to die." Xuanyuan Jue said slowly.

Murong Jia's heart suddenly sank. He hated his mother to death, just for her lover whom she could not get in the past and to help her lover's son, he actually sent him into an abyss that would never be restored?

He was completely immersed in his resentment and forgot that after his mother fulfilled her wish, she had no worries and had the thought of death?

No matter how beautiful the wine in the glass is, I feel like I’m not willing to eat it at this moment. Murong Jia’s heart is mixed, “Just based on what she did for Han Chen, what conditions does Han Chen want to put forward? Why do you need to pretend to be with you?”

"Why did she do this? Don't you understand?" Xuanyuan Jue's posture was elegant and leisurely. "The royal family rules, those who plot against rebels will be killed without mercy. At the ceremony of sacrifice to heaven, in full view of everyone, you frame the empress dowager, slander the emperor, and intend to seize the throne. The evidence is conclusive. Even if Han Chen intends to let you go, the national law cannot tolerate it. He can't abolish the public for personal gain. Even if he comes up with a method of pretending to die, you can only hide in the shadows for the rest of your life. This is obviously not what Empress Dowager Shengde wants."

Murong Jia sneered coldly, "It's really a good intention. No matter whether Han Chen wants to let me go or not, he can't do this. But it's different with you, Xuanyuan Jue, the old guys in the royal family can only shut up obediently."

Xuanyuan Jue smiled and said nothing. North Vietnam was in trouble. At this time, he would not dare to offend Prince Donglan no matter what. Han Chen could do it and let Murong Jia go.
Chapter completed!