God Concubine Supreme

Mu Qinglan's words were like throwing a boulder into the lake, causing huge ripples in an instant!

Xiao Qianzheng frowned: "Really?"

Mu Qinglan nodded.

"If he hadn't found conclusive evidence, Ling Han would never return to the imperial capital."

The hundred people who were about to step forward also stopped in their tracks, their faces full of astonishment.

The patriarchs and deans of the several great families had different expressions.

Mu Zhongtian was shocked the most, he never thought that Mu Qinglan came back this time for this matter!

"Ling Han, what are you talking about!?"

Mu Zhongtian's voice trembled a little.

Mu Qinglan sighed inwardly.

"Patriarch, I will talk about these things one by one. This time I returned to the imperial capital and participated in the elite meeting, in order to reveal the truth of the setting sun in front of everyone and in front of His Majesty!"

Mu Zhongtian nodded numbly, his mind went blank.

To frame...a traitor...a conspiracy...

It turned out to be true!

He has always been suspicious, but every time he wants to investigate, he always finds that there are unknown forces blocking him in the dark. As time goes by, he doesn't bring up this matter again, and only thinks about planning secretly and investigating carefully.

Unexpectedly, Qinglan had already found out!

An Zhiyuan clenched his fists, and his heart slowly rose.

He suddenly thought of the news from Jiu Ge before.

In order to capture Mu Linghan, An Binghuai used Jiu Ge's city gate array! At the time, he thought it was absurd, and he was even terrified because of this, so he went to the palace to ask His Majesty to confess this matter, and His Majesty immediately sent someone to investigate.

Could it be that that has something to do with what Mu Linghan said now?

However, Mu Qinglan didn't rush to answer Xiao Qianzheng's words, her eyes swept over the people present one by one.

Her eyes were cold, as if she could see through everything, she could almost see the deepest thoughts in her heart as she passed over those people!

Someone lost their sight.

Someone put his head down.

There are also people who feel uneasy and uneasy, and tremble slightly.

The young man in black stood straight in the middle of Lingxiao Hall, pointing straight at the sky like a sharp sword out of its sheath!

The young man's clear and powerful voice rang out clearly!

"In the Shengyuan Empire, in the twenty-fifth year of Xuande, on September 17th, Mu Feng, the commander of the Northwest Third Army, received a tip that the enemy army had invaded Luoriya, so he brought his wife Yuan Yixuan, and 50,000 soldiers under his command, Headed to Luosiya, but was ambushed in the end, more than 50,000 people, the entire army was wiped out! The bones are buried in yellow sand!"

"A month ago, when I arrived at Sunset, what I saw was a mountain of bones!"

"Among them, there are fathers who have not yet had time to see their newborn children, sons who can no longer take care of their elderly parents, and husbands who have made their wives live their lives in misery. It was just because of a conspiracy that they all died In the setting sun, I can never go back again! There is not even a grave, and the corpse is gnawed by bald herons in the desert, eroded by endless wind and sand, and there is not even a grave in the open air.

Mu Qinglan said every word, with a steady tone, no sadness, no anger, black jade-like pupils, a piece of clarity, no tears, but the more this is the case, the more people feel the endless grief contained in it!

Above the entire hall, there was a dead silence, only her voice was exceptionally clear.

And the people on the square also gradually became quiet, listening with dazed expressions.

Some people's eyes were red, and some people covered their faces and wept.

Some of them, like Mu Qinglan, suffered the same pain of losing their loved ones!

The atmosphere above the main hall gradually stagnated, as if there was a faint smell of blood, permeating.

Even, from the boy's body, he could feel the dry and coarse wind of the desert, and see the horror of the bones all over the sky.

"I lost my sister first, and then lost my parents. I was immersed in great grief. For a while, I didn't think about it carefully. But later, the more I thought about it, the more strange it became."

"Father has always been calm. Without absolute certainty, it is absolutely impossible to lead 50,000 soldiers into battle. What's more, so many people, what kind of power did they encounter, so that they will all be strangled, leaving no one behind?"

Mu Qinglan's words also caused doubts to appear on many people's faces.

Mu Feng is well-known in the imperial capital, and those who are familiar with him know that he is strong and cautious, not to mention that he has been in Jiuge for several years, and it does not seem like he will ruin himself and fifty thousand soldiers because of mistakes. life.

If this is the case, then what happened at Sunset Cliff back then was indeed a bit strange!

"Not long after, I met a few people. It was these people who strengthened my guess and made me make up my mind to go to Jiuge to find out the truth!"

Xiao Qianzheng couldn't help asking: "Who did you meet?"

A cold smile appeared on Mu Qinglan's face.

"I met Jiang Dayuan, the captain of the Seventh Team of the Third Army under my father's command, and his two subordinates, Zhou Qing and Hu Laosan! According to them, within the Third Army, It is true that there are spies, which will cause my parents and fifty thousand soldiers to die innocently!"

"My father had been suspicious of this matter for a long time, so before he led the army to Sunset Ya, he secretly sent Jiang Dayuan to the imperial capital with a thousand soldiers to report the news. But just after they left Jiuge, they encountered They were ambushed and chased and killed all the way. When I met them, out of a thousand people, only three were left barely alive!"

"You mean, they didn't make it to the imperial capital? Originally, Mu Feng wanted to send back the news of the spies?"

Mu Qinglan nodded.

"They suffered heavy casualties, and later lost their way. Instead of reaching the imperial capital, they drifted to the Jiulu Mountains. It just so happened that I met them when I entered the Jiulu Mountains for training."

"Then, they know, who is the spy?" Xiao Qian asked frowning.

Mu Qinglan paused.

The atmosphere in the field seemed to freeze.

"They don't know who it is."

"When my father asked them to leave, although he had doubts in his heart, there was no evidence, and they have been hovering on the line of life and death since then, so there is no way to investigate these things."

I don't know who it is, let out a light breath.

But Mu Qinglan smiled again: "However, fortunately, I took them to Jiuge and checked everything out."

A few gazes suddenly changed.

Xiao Qian was busy saying: "Tell me quickly! What's going on!"

"After we arrived at Jiuge..."

"etc!"

An Zhiyuan suddenly interrupted Mu Qinglan, with suspicion in his eyes.

"Mu Linghan, you said that the people you met were former subordinates of your father, and they returned to the imperial capital with his orders. But...do you have evidence to prove their identities?"

Many people looked at An Zhiyuan and sighed in their hearts: It seems that the An family really doesn't want to let Mu Linghan go...

Mu Qinglan raised her eyebrows and said, "What kind of evidence does Patriarch An want?"

"For example, the documents on them that can prove their identity."

"They were hunted down all the way, and they are lucky to survive. This kind of thing has long been lost."

"So, the token left by Commander Mu Feng?"

"Involving spies, naturally there is no token left, so as not to be discovered by spies, which will be troublesome."

An Zhiyuan snorted coldly: "That is to say, these few people have nothing to prove their identities, and there is no way to correct their words as true? Then how can we believe what you said?"

Although this is a bit harsh to say, it does have some truth.

At any time, one-sided words cannot be used.

Xiao Qianzheng asked: "Ling Han, can you prove their identities? Or can you prove that everything they said is true?"

An Zhiyuan sneered in his heart.

How could an exile have evidence?

Mu Qinglan smiled slightly.

"Of course there is."

An Zhiyuan's expression froze.

Mu Qinglan turned around and looked at Xiao Beiye.

Xiao Beiye's expression was complicated, and it was only at this moment that he slowly digested the news that Xi Yan was actually Mu Linghan.

"Your Highness the Seventh Prince, Wang Chuyun, and Zhong Ying'er are all proof of this matter. But thinking about it, neither of them is willing to speak for me, so I'll trouble the Seventh Highness."

Xiao Beiye bowed to Xiao Qianzheng and saluted, with a calm and respectful voice:

"Father, my son can indeed testify that every word Ling Han said just now is true. I don't know, but do you still remember that my son went out to practice before?"

Xiao Qian was nodding his head, and suddenly he seemed to understand something: "I remember. At that time, Wang Chuyun, Zhong Ying'er and the others were also following you, right?"

"Exactly. Before Ling Han met Jiang Dayuan and the other three, we happened to meet Ling Han. It was night, and we were sitting together, and then we noticed a strange movement, and found that it was a mountain-crossing Silver Wolf attacked us with a few people in its mouth. Those people were Jiang Dayuan and the three who were about to die. After saving them, they recognized Ling Han and knelt down on the spot to show that they were identity of."

Xiao Beiye raised his head with a calm expression and a frank expression: "I have seen all this with my own eyes."

An Zhiyuan gripped the handrail tightly, with a serious expression.

"Even if these are true, it doesn't mean that what they said is true! People are unpredictable, who knows—"

"Patriarch An." Mu Qinglan suddenly spoke, interrupting An Zhiyuan, with a pale face, "Now His Majesty wants to listen to me and clarify the truth of Luo Riya. Your Majesty has not doubted the truth yet, why are you jumping up and down next to me, asking endless questions?" ? Are you His Majesty, or is Your Majesty His Majesty?"

This remark kills my heart!

An Zhiyuan stood up almost immediately, pointed at Mu Qinglan and said angrily, "Don't slander me!"

He immediately looked at Xiao Qianzheng, and said in a hurry: "Your Majesty! The heart of an old minister can be learned from the sun and the moon! I just want to ask in detail to make sure that everything here is clear and there is absolutely no disobedience." Heart, Your Majesty!"

Xiao Qianzheng raised his hand: "Old An, get up quickly, I know what kind of person you are. Ling Han is just in a momentary mood, so don't worry about it with the younger generation."

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Mu Qinglan's face.

"Whether there is a heart of disobedience, it is really not certain..."