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1237. Borrowing a Corpse to Return the Soul 38

Fu Yunche rubbed his eyebrows, sat down, and looked at the two allies: "Now Yu Ruolin has completely conquered Beiyao, and his power is increasing day by day. In the past, there was a Beiyao king who was reluctant to hand over the military power. Fu still wanted to help the fire, so that Beiyao knew that Yu Ruolin would not tolerate him in the future. For the sake of the old empress dowager, give him a marquis and he would definitely surrender to my Nanyue!"

Now it seems like a foolish person.

When Xiao Gengzi heard this, he immediately turned around and ran out. He had to tell the empress the news. The empress talked about how good the old empress dowager Beiyao is. Now that the man is in danger, he had to tell her.

Shen Feng shook his head and sighed: "The news will take at least ten days to reach this place. It seems that Wu Siyue had already died ten days ago, but he was dead. Isn't there still King Beiyao?"

"It was killed by King Beiyao!" Zhan Yun reminded.

"Ah?" Mu Bai was stupid: "How is this possible? He is the only person that King Beiyao trusts. If it weren't for Wu Siyue, King Beiyao would have collapsed long ago. Why would he kill him? It's not reasonable!"

"Fu Yunche, Fu Yunche!"

At this time, Su Mengdie broke in in a hurry, causing Fu Yunche to frown again: "When will you not be so impatient?" Running so fast, it is inevitable to bump into it. What should I do if I get hurt?

Su Mengdie was too lazy to pay attention to it and asked hurriedly: "I heard that Wu Siyue was dead?" Seeing it, she nodded and looked in the direction of Beiyao Kingdom worriedly. The kind old man flashed in her mind, a great mother, pitiful parents in the world, and only children in her heart for her mother. For this old man, she had thought that even if King Beiyao fell one day, she would still keep her promise.

I offer to the three generations of King Beiyao, because she, the old man was confined to the harem, how could I not care?

The Queen Mother was not wrong, but the mistake was that she had a **heartfelt son. As a mother, she understood her feelings.

"Yes, I was killed by King Beiyao!" Shen Feng took the teacup and sucked it gently.

"Impossible!" Su Mengdie asked the question Mu Bai just asked: "How could King Beiyao kill the only person he trusted? Wu Siyue is his confidant. The Beiyao court is divided into two factions. Only Wu Siyue can be loyal to King Beiyao to death!"

"Yes, Zhan Yun, why did King Beiyao kill Wu Siyue?" Mu Bai was looking forward to a reasonable explanation.

Ouyang Zhanyun raised his eyebrows, feeling helpless: "The beauty is in trouble. Wu Siyue peeked at Lian Qiao's beauty and drank a few more cups. He was going to defile Lian Qiao in public. King Beiyao could not even pull him away. In desperation, King Beiyao stabbed him to death with a knife. King Beiyao himself was drunk. After awakening, he found that Wu Siyuan died under his sword. When Mr. Luo surrendered to Yu Ruolin, he became ill!"

Su Mengdie sat next to Fu Yunche, and analyzed while pondering: "There is definitely a problem here. For no reason, Wu Siyue will not lose his composure. Although he is drunk, his subconscious is still there. If he is so drunk that he forgets the other person's identity, he will not have the energy to force an adult woman to fall asleep, unless the wine contains the ingredients of aphrodisiacs!"

"What do you mean is not a coincidence, but a plot?" Zhan Yun was a little suspicious. Why did Lian Qiao frame Wu Siyue?

"That's right!" Fu Yunche nodded in agreement: "Liang Qiao has only one purpose for doing this, that is, to help Yu Ruolin truly obtain Beiyao Kingdom!"
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