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Chapter 124 The Wife Protector, the Mad Demon Bei Chenye

Su Yuqing's pupils shrank when she heard this. Although she had told the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion before she came out, she did not explain the time and details in detail. If she was interrogated carefully, there would be many flaws.

Mu Qianyu also felt a little guilty. She only remembered that she entered the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion and completely forgot what she did after that. Judging from the current situation, there should have been a lot of movement last night. She didn't know if she was in the wrong.

She secretly glanced at Bei Chenye and saw that his divine light was restrained, his aura was calm, and he seemed to be in control.

She suddenly felt a sense of security.

Su Yuqing on the other side was also giving the Korean father a wink, and the Korean father knew when to speak without her reminding him.

"Your Highness, this matter concerns the Prime Minister's Palace. It would be biased to ask my servants to testify. I think it's better to leave it at that." Mr. Han said.

"Does the Duke really question my ability to judge the authenticity of the testimony?" Bei Chenye said in a relaxed tone, with a slight smile on his lips.

The Korean man felt the cold wind whistling behind his back, a layer of sweat broke out all over his body, and his hands and feet were cold for no reason.

The regent always had a cold-faced look on his face, and he had only seen him look like this twice.

Once, when the late emperor was still alive, the late emperor's brother, the King of Jin, rebelled and bribed the Imperial Guards to force him into the palace. At that time, Beichenye was thirteen years old. He also smiled lightly at his brother who was over fifty years old, and then the living person appeared.

He was torn in half, and his blood was spread all over the head and body of the Praetorian Guard commander.

The second time was five years ago when His Majesty ascended the throne. General Zuo was dissatisfied with the young Lord's rule and was killed in the court. That night, a family of more than 300 people were massacred. His iron-blooded tactics prevented anyone in the court from raising any objections.

Mr. Han really didn't know what he had stepped on, but he saw His Highness the Regent's expression like this again. This was terrible.

"I don't dare." Duke Han immediately fell from his chair and knelt on the ground: "Your Highness naturally has a decision, but I am ignorant."

Mu Qianyu felt that the cowardice of the Korean male was a bit exaggerated, and Beichen Ye was not so nice, and he didn't want to eat people.

Looking at Su Yuqing on the side, her face turned pale. She naturally knew that whenever the Regent showed a smile, it was a sign of death, and her legs were inexplicably weak.

Could it be that my father provoked this man? Why did he target her like this?

Mu Qianyu was even more surprised when he saw that she also looked like she had seen a ghost, and turned to look at Beichen Ye again.

There was a faint smile on Beichen Ye's lips. Although it was a bit colder than when he was around her, it was still common. What's so surprising?

The Minister of Dali Temple saw that it was not appropriate for him to sit down when the Duke was kneeling, so he also got down from his chair and knelt down.

When the yamen servant saw that the elder had knelt down and it was not appropriate for him to wait for others to stand, he knelt down too.

For a moment, there were only Mu Qianyu and Su Yuqing in the hall, and the quiet air seemed to be stagnant, weighing heavily on people.

Su Yuqing was overwhelmed and immediately knelt down, her head lowered.

Beichen Ye did not speak, but looked at Mu Qianyu leisurely.

Mu Qianyu saw everyone lowered their heads, pointed at himself, and silently opened his mouth to Beichenye: "What is this? Do I want to give you some face?"

She couldn't control Beichen Ye's anger, but she didn't want to take it out on her, so she shook her head slightly.

Mu Qianyu was relieved.

"Your Majesty, the situation is serious. I will discuss matters as they arise. Please get up quickly." Bei Chenye said slowly.

Only then did Mr. Han Dare to straighten up and say, "Thank you, Your Highness. I was stupid before."

"Master Shen, please get up. You, a presiding judge, are kneeling back and forth, how unbecoming you are."

The Minister of Dali Temple wanted to scold his mother, but he didn't want to kneel down. The key is that you, the old man, are decisive and moody. Do I dare to be careless?

After everyone returned to their seats, Su Yuqing was still kneeling on the ground.

"Miss Su, you are a disciple of the academy, you don't have to kneel to me." The minister of Dali Temple said.

But Su Yuqing did not stand up, but said: "Prince Regent Mingjian, it was my daughter who lied. It was my younger brother who invited Miss Mu here last night. There was a conflict during the dinner and Miss Mu became violent and hurtful."

Now she has to admit it. If the investigation comes out, the Prime Minister's Mansion will be even more embarrassed. Only by admitting it herself can she minimize the impact.

"So it's true that your brother kidnapped people and returned home?" the Dali Temple Minister asked.

"Yes." Su Yuqing gritted her teeth and admitted.

The Minister of Dali Temple turned to look at Bei Chenye: "Your Highness, do you want to order the arrest?"

"Take it." Beichen Ye said one word lightly. He was in a bad mood, and no one could get over it.

"Your Highness, think twice. My brother has been made into a cripple by Mu Qianyu. He is currently recovering from his injuries at home. If he goes to jail, it may cost his life." Su Yuqing bowed to Beichenye: "Your Highness, please take care of my father.

Please be merciful to save face."

"Your Majesty and I heard today that Su Wensheng was robbing girls in the streets and bullying others. If we could all be spared, then the prison would be useless." Bei Chenye's voice was low.

Su Yuqing was so excited that she no longer dared to plead for mercy.

"Get someone." Beichen Ye leaned back on the chair, his posture casual, but there was an undercurrent surging in his eyes.

Even his princess dared to tease him, he was so impatient!

Mu Qianyu always felt that Beichen Ye was a bit violent today.

"Your Highness is aware of it." Su Yuqing could only say this.

"What other accusations do you have?" asked the Minister of Dali Temple.

Su Yuqing put her head against the cold ground. After hearing this, she slowly straightened up and said, "Replying to your lord, Mu Qianyu held his younger brother hostage and extorted three million spiritual stones from my Su family."

Mu Qianyu scratched his head. He was so crazy when he was drunk. This blackmail was a serious crime and the amount was huge. It was really difficult to excuse him.

The Minister of Dali Temple looked at Mu Qianyu and asked, "Is this true?"

Mu Qianyu tried his best to deny it.

"She put it in the storage bag." Su Yuqing pointed to Mu Qianyu's storage bag.

Mu Qianyu also forgot to move. His eyes drifted and he said: "I have the money, but there is no name written on the money. Why do you say it belongs to your Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"The box containing the spiritual stones has the seal of my Su family." Su Yuqing continued, because she was reasonable, she was full of aura.

When the Korean father saw this, he was in a very happy mood. It seemed that Mu Qianyu was about to fall into a big trap.

Mu Qianyu said to the minister of Dali Temple, "Sir, my daughter drank some wine last night and did some stupid things after being drunk. Can you give me a lighter punishment?"

"Does that mean you admit it?" asked the Minister of Dali Temple.

Mu Qianyu could only nod.

"Extortion is a serious crime. A piece of spiritual stone can put you in jail." The Minister of Dali Temple said: "But considering that you are the victim and have not caused any substantial harm, if you return the spiritual stone, you will serve three months in prison."

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"Three months?"

"If you don't want to serve a sentence, you can also reconcile." The Minister of Dali Temple said.

"Reconciliation?" Mu Qianyu saw hope, turned to look at Su Yuqing who had already stood up, and said: "Well, let's discuss it. I won't sue your brother, and you won't sue me. How about we make it even?"

Beichenye narrowed his eyes slightly, and he noticed the murderous intent in Su Yuqing's eyes.


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