The leader turned into a butterfly and flew away

Probably because Han Junping lost his mind and kicked hard, Jiamin lay on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

It didn't take long for Ling Yao to bring the emperor and a group of people over.

A group of servants hurriedly helped Princess Jiamin up, and the emperor asked, "Jiamin...what's going on here?"

Su Lanyu didn't explain too much, but pulled out Lingyao's memory. Jiamin's memory was more complicated and disordered. In step by step self-deception, she even felt that she didn't kill those people by herself.

Ling Yao was only six or seven years old when he first entered the palace, and his five-year-old brother followed closely beside him.The two brothers are mediocre in appearance, and neither is outstanding.

But that timid look, coupled with the shapely figure, is just like two pitiful little ones.

Four years later, the princess became blind due to an accident, and her personality changed drastically. She often abused the servants around her because she was jealous of their ability to see the light.

Ling Yao's good temper was photographed, and after a young eunuch "accidentally" died beside the princess, he was transferred to Princess Jiamin.

The princess's mood was up and down, when Ling Yao went to her for a few days, Jiamin's mood was always bright and sunny, and Ling Yao was even glad that he had a good master.

But one day Jia Min suddenly asked Ling Yao: "What kind of flowers did the Ministry of Internal Affairs send today? Why isn't there any fragrance?"

Ling Yao replied: "This is a crabapple, which has no fragrance. But the rouge-colored fiery red is as beautiful as you, with tiny dewdrops on it..." The dazzling brilliance was hazy and penetrating.

He didn't continue talking, and he discovered the unusual atmosphere in time.The princess pulled the corner of her mouth towards him with a half-smile: "Say, why don't you continue?"

Ling Yao's heartbeat kept beating, and he actually forgot for a moment what his father told him not to describe any beautiful things with the princess.

He fell to his knees with a "plop": "Damn the slave!"

Jiamin shook the pot of crabapple flowers on the table to the side with a flick of his hand, the white porcelain bottle shattered on the ground with a "bang", and the neatly trimmed crabapple flowers were a little scattered.

"Damn you? Tell me, where do you deserve to die?"

"Slaves...slaves shouldn't be glib, and shouldn't describe..." Ling Yao lowered his head.

Jiamin: "You really deserve to die. It's too cruel to describe how beautiful the things in front of you are to a blind man."

"What to do? I'm very angry now."

Ling Yao knelt and moved forward: "Let the princess punish you."

He was shaking violently. He knew that those little eunuchs and little palace maids had all died strangely before, and his father-in-law had also told him to try not to anger the princess, otherwise he would lose his life.

The princess touched the table, because she had been emotionally unstable since she was blind, and the emperor was afraid that he would be confused, so he ordered that any sharp objects be kept away from the princess.

She told another little court lady who was standing not far away tremblingly: "Qiaoer, pick up a piece."

In order to protect herself wisely, Qiaoer went there and touched the sharpest piece of porcelain on the ground. She knew that the princess would not give up until she achieved her goal.

Instead of finding a blunt torture for Lingyao, it is better to give Lingyao a good time with a sharp one.

The moment she handed it to the princess, tears flowed down her cheeks. Lingyao raised her head tremblingly, and found that the little palace lady lip-synced to him.

The second before Lingyao lost his vision, what he saw were the three words that were lip-synched at the end.

She said, "I'm sorry."

The screams were accompanied by boundless darkness, and the colors of the crabapple flowers and the blood were extremely similar.

What was different from the past was that the princess just blinded his eyes, and didn't take his whole life.

Many years have passed, and that Qiaoer is dead, and the servants around the princess have changed countless times, but he is still there.

As a bystander or an accomplice, he didn't do it himself, but his body was still spattered with blood.

Ling Yao has a younger brother who can hold the position of the princess at any time, and he is also for this blood relative, but Su Lanyu dare not deny that he is also for his own life.

During the whole process, everyone watched from Lingyao's perspective, how many people died, but the instigator was this weak woman, Her Royal Highness, a powerless princess.

Although the discussion this time was not as exaggerated as when Han Junping just said that, there were still different opinions.

The emperor wanted to stop at the beginning, but he knew that he couldn't hold back Su Lanyu, and...he was not completely unaware of his daughter's doing these things.

Su Lanyu withdrew his mental power, and Ling Yao fell to the ground directly, and he was also a little physically exhausted, after all, the consumption of mental power for such a long time was huge.

Su Lanyu: "How does His Majesty plan to deal with it?"

"This... the memory in his mind, who knows if it has been tampered with by you."

"Your Majesty, you have overestimated my strength. You have taken out his memory and tampered with it without permission. Do you think I am a god?" Su Lanyu said, "The prince broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people. Could it be that... you Want to protect your daughter?"

Emperor: "Jiamin is still a child, she is not sensible, these behaviors..."

Han Junping pressed Su Lanyu's shoulder, indicating that he was exhausted now, so he should try to say as little as possible.

Han Junping said: "Not sensible? This 21-year-old child killed someone older than her, and His Majesty still thinks she is innocent."

Seeing that her leader's arm was cut open, Poppy thought how her leader could be bullied for nothing.Immediately, he said indignantly: "It doesn't hurt to stand and talk, and those people killed by her are flesh and blood. Just imagine, your majesty, if your child was abused to death, what would you do?"

This time the emperor lost face, but he had nothing to do with Su Lanyu and Han Junping.

He had no choice but to ask, "What does Hierarch Su think?"

It is extremely shameful for an emperor to ask other people's opinions on punishing his daughter.

Su Lanyu glanced at him: "Is the law only used to restrain good people? According to the court law, Princess Jiamin should be beheaded."

The emperor was stunned immediately, this Su Lanyu... really didn't give himself any face.

"Is your Majesty reluctant?" Su Lanyu looked at the Taoist priests: "Didn't the Taoist priests always say that they want to eliminate harm for the people and hold high the banner of justice? What do you think?"

"This..." The Taoist priests are also in a dilemma. The fact is here, to appease the princess is against the morality they have always said in the past, but... if they follow the morality, they will offend the emperor again.

Su Lanyu suddenly smiled: "Oh justice."

Look at these so-called justice, because of this, Su Lanyu didn't want to have anything to do with these people in the past.

Su Lanyu gave Haitang a look, and Haitang immediately dodged behind the princess, put down the servants around her, and asked, "How does the princess want to die, is it the same as those you killed?"

"Don't!" The emperor was furious: "You guys, don't go too far!"

Some of the Taoist priests who came up to stop them had already been brought down by Han Junping. Su Lanyu said blankly, "Your Majesty, I just want to give justice to those who died. Where is the excess?"

The princess who wantonly deprives others of their lives, and the emperor who condones her murder, is too much.

Haitang was about to strike, but the emperor still stopped him with a loud roar: "Wait a minute, don't kill her! Master Su, I will take you to meet an old friend. I believe you will reconsider."

"Oh?" Su Lanyu raised an eyebrow.

The eunuch next to the emperor immediately came over and leaned next to his ear, whispering a name.

Su Lanyu squinted his eyes and stared at the emperor with great interest, staring at the latter until his whole body became hairy.

It wasn't until the emperor's palms were sweating that Su Lanyu said: "I hope you don't lie, anyone who dares to lie to me, I will send him to hell."

What Su Lanyu said was really unpleasant, but no matter how upset the emperor was, there was nothing he could do about it.

The rest of the people were sent away by the emperor, only Su Lanyu and Han Junping were left behind the emperor.

It can be seen that Su Lanyu respects this person enough, otherwise he would just be summoned by the emperor.

Su Lanyu caught a glimpse of Han Junping's suspicious eyes, and communicated with him with his spiritual sense, and he said, "Yes, Su Jiurong."

Han Junping was stunned, and Su Lanyu said again: "[-]% of me don't believe that this old thing is still alive, but... I still want to make sure."

He still had some doubts about what the impostor said.

The emperor took him to a secret room, which belonged to the kind of place that was sealed layer upon layer. They walked for a long way before the emperor said, "Here we are."

It was dim inside and the visibility was very low, but Su Lanyu had a hunch that the shadow standing inside might be...Su Jiurong.

However, his spiritual consciousness could not perceive the vitality of the person inside at all.

Just when he was hesitating whether to go in, the people there suddenly turned around.

Su Lanyu vaguely saw the outline of his face, and couldn't help being startled.

"Master?" His voice was not loud.

Every step of Su Jiurong was extremely slow, as if deliberately prolonging the pace, forcing Su Lanyu to become nervous.

When Su Jiurong finally stood in front of him, his face was pale, but Su Lanyu knew that this was his master's body.

But Su Lanyu could tell that this Su Jiurong had no eyes and no soul in his body.

He let out a breath slowly: "Hanba."

The author has something to say:

Because I don't want to follow the outline for the ending, so after today I will write while thinking, maybe there will be a time when I can update it every day.

Sorry.