Mu Xiong’s fury was overwhelming, scaring He Cheng nearly to the point of losing control.
He felt as if a thousand blades were falling upon him, and no one could save him.
In desperation, He Cheng looked in the direction of Qin Jinhao and scread, "Prince Rui, save !"
The crowd was in an uproar!
How has Prince Rui been implicated in this again?
Speculative glances swept over Qin Jinhao, whose face turned dark, while Crown Prince Qin Jinxiu’s lips curled into a barely-there sneer.
The private relationship between He Cheng, or rather the He Family, and Prince Rui was likely sothing even Emperor Qin Cang was aware of.
So, did He Cheng dare to plot against Mu Qingge on such an occasion of his own accord, or was he acting on soone’s instruction? Was his plea for help a natural reaction of fear, or a call for help to the one behind the scenes?
Suddenly, speculations abounded.
The faces of Qin Jinhao and Imperial Concubine Jiang also grew increasingly unsightly.
Even Qin Cang and Mu Xiong looked at Qin Jinhao with suspicion in their eyes.
Qin Jinhao, now the target of everyone’s hostility, burned with fury inside. He looked at He Cheng with eyes as sharp as knives, wishing he could personally kill this useless fool who ruined everything.
"He Cheng, with such reckless behavior, how can this prince save you? Although this prince once cherished your talents, your actions tonight have chilled my heart." Qin Jinhao suppressed his inner rage, putting on a pained expression.
This sentence, seemingly a rebuke to He Cheng, was actually ant to indicate to everyone that he had no involvent in this affair.
However, his ’anxious’ denial gave everyone a sense of overcompensation, increasing their suspicion.
"Prince Rui!" The only straw of hope abandoned him, shattering He Cheng’s last shred of hope. His father’s words seed like a plea for leniency, but in reality, he had already decided to abandon him. Between the lines, the hope was that this matter wouldn’t implicate the entire He Family.
And Prince Rui’s distancing himself clearly abandoned him completely.
Suddenly, He Cheng felt a deep heartache, as if ’I give my heart to the moon, but the moon shines upon the ditch.’
At this mont, Mu Qingge, who had been watching the scene unfold, finally spoke. Her lips curved slightly, and in an indifferent voice, she slowly said, "He Cheng, how could you ask Prince Rui for help instead of ? Do you think I’m invisible?"
A cool voice like mist echoed, and only then did everyone rember.
The other main character in this affair seed to have not spoken at all since the beginning.
Instantly, all eyes focused on the figure in red, firmly protected on stage.
Mu Qingge stood with her hands behind her back, her smile deepening. Her eyes were half-closed, making it impossible for anyone to discern her true emotions. This look was mysterious yet stunning, creating a sense of illusion.
It seed as though the one standing before them was not a worthless wastrel but a master hiding her depths.
"Mu Qingge, you want to beg you? Dream on!" He Cheng gritted his teeth, glaring at Mu Qingge with eyes full of hatred.
"A bit of backbone indeed." Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow, her tone remaining calm.
Si Mo sat on the high platform, gazing down at the stunning red figure, his lips involuntarily curling, his deep eyes full of gentleness.
It seed that just quietly watching her, watching her every move, was also a pleasing sight.
Mu Qingge walked lightly to the edge of the stage, crouching toward He Cheng’s direction. She tilted her head, showing an extrely wicked smile: "If you want backbone, it might cost you your life."
He Cheng’s face changed color.
Before he could speak, Mu Qingge grinned, revealing her pearly teeth, kindly reminding him: "Not to ntion, you just tried to throw the bla on Prince Rui. Attempting to assassinate , you are already beyond redemption. Now, adding the cri of defaming the Imperial Family, do you want all three hundred mouths of your He Family to hold hands and march to Hell?"
"You! Nonsense! When did I defa Prince Rui?" He Cheng angrily roared, his feelings growing overwheld.
But as soon as he finished speaking, his father, along with other He family mbers, collapsed to the ground, shaking like a sieve.
And from afar, Qin Jinhao looking at that red figure, felt unease rising in his heart.
"Never defad?" Mu Qingge slowly stood up, elegantly flicking her hands before placing them behind her back, loudly saying: "So, it ans that your attempt to harm was under Prince Rui’s orders then!"
"Mu Qingge! What nonsense are you speaking? When did this prince ever issue such an order?" Before He Cheng could react, Qin Jinhao had already stood up, shouting angrily.
With her enchanting red lips curving, Mu Qingge slowly turned around, facing the enraged Prince Rui, shrugging innocently: "That’s not what I said, it’s what he said himself." After speaking, she turned and pointed at a stunned He Cheng.
He Cheng?!
Just now, Mu Qingge’s deliberately guiding words were not loud, and as Qin Jinhao was far away, he naturally hadn’t heard clearly. At this mont, seeing her pointing to a stunned He Cheng, murderous intent surged...
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