The villain female supporting role will never admit defeat

Meng Zhongyu turned his head stiffly, his expression was fairly calm, but thousands of unspeakable emotions had already flown through his mind.

The cries of the palace servants were still ringing in my ears, Chu Mingyu wiped the corners of her eyes, and said sadly: "If Master Meng hadn't made an appointment with me, I'm afraid I'd be buried in the sea of ​​fire too, but I'm sorry for my empress, her condition hasn't improved yet , and suffered this disaster."

She looked devastated, and she was really filial to her daughter.

Meng Zhongyu stared at it, but a chill ran down his back.

But what she said just now meant that she clearly knew that the Qingyan Palace would catch fire, or that the fire was planned by the gentle Second Royal Highness in front of her.

How dare she? !

That's His Majesty the Emperor!

"I always feel that there is something wrong with Mr. Meng today, and what he said in the palace is not a big deal." Chu Mingyu gave Meng Zhongyu a sideways glance.

Meng Zhongyu immediately bowed his head: "The sun and the moon can learn from my loyalty. Although this is not a big deal, at this juncture, I dare not take it lightly."

"Okay, of course I believe you," Chu Mingyu helped Meng Zhongyu up, and said in a low voice, "Let's go back to Qingyan Hall to see the situation."

Meng Zhongyu had no reason to continue procrastinating. She respectfully followed Chu Mingyu and left Taiyin Pond.

The closer you get, the more you can feel the oppressive heat, as well as the faint medicinal fragrance emitted when the nanmu used to build the palace burns.

Suddenly, Chu Mingyu's footsteps stopped.

Meng Zhongyu also stopped, raised his eyes, and saw Chu Yaoguang with a serious expression under the firelight.

The Third Highness probably likes bright colors. He usually wears red and green clothes. Today, in order to keep a low profile, he wore a black one. His face was gloomy, without a trace of a smile, like an overly sharp knife. Out of the sheath, people feel fear.

"Chu Yaoguang..."

For an instant, Chu Mingyu's eyes were extremely bright, but in an instant, she saw Chu Xiaolian behind Chu Yaoguang, and realized that the situation was wrong, she frowned slightly.

Chu Yaoguang slowly approached Chu Mingyu and asked, "Did you set the fire?"

"How could it be?" Chu Mingyu lowered his eyes, "I'm not you, how could I commit the felony of killing my mother?"

Snapped!

A crisp slap sounded.

Chu Yaoguang shook his hands: "You are really an ungrateful, selfish and vicious bitch."

Chu Mingyu didn't speak.

"Even though the Queen Mother knew your true identity, she never treated you poorly, but you didn't appreciate it at all. You colluded with others, poisoned the Queen Mother, and now you are still burning the Qingyan Palace. Your conscience has been destroyed. Did the dog eat it?!" Chu Yaoguang said.

"You are so noble," Chu Mingyu chuckled sarcastically, "That's right, as soon as you came back, you got everyone's preference. The love I have managed with respect and gentleness for more than ten years is no match for two or three points of yours." Cute, why?"

"What I want is never to treat me lightly. What I want is uniqueness. What I want is uniqueness. If it's just a sporadic charity, I'd rather not have it!"

"Chu Yaoguang—"

Chu Mingyu's eyes were dark, and she threw herself on Chu Yaoguang directly, trying to pinch Chu Yaoguang's neck.

Taking a step back, he drew his sword out of its sheath.

The sharp sword cut off Chu Mingyu's right hand without hesitation.

Blood spattered on the slate.

Lying on the floor was a white hand that had been pampered in 20 years of noble life.

"You are really hopeless," Chu Yaoguang said, "Go for what you want, no one will stop you, but doing such selfish and extreme things is disgusting."

"Chu Mingyu, you want others to treat you uniquely, why have you treated others like this before?"

Chu Yaoguang wanted to say something, but seeing Chu Mingyu's hateful face, she was startled for a moment, and swallowed the next words.

"The second princess, Chu Mingyu, colluded with King Xiang, hunted down and killed the fourth princess, and murdered His Majesty. She is a big treason, disregards human relations, and is imprisoned in Dali Temple to await the verdict."

The guard dragged Chu Mingyu away.

Chu Mingyu kept turning her head, with a hideous expression on her face.

"Chu Yaoguang... You think you won... Don't be happy... Died by my hands..."

The sound of cursing gradually faded away, Chu Yaoguang's eyes were in a daze, and he said in a low voice: "Mei Zhi, go and see Mr. Zhu and the others..."

Mei Zhi was already worried in her heart, so she should immediately turn around and leave.

Chu Yaoguang shook her body for a while, and was supported by Lu Xingyun behind her. She smiled gratefully, and the next moment, her eyes turned red.

"Your Highness." Lu Xingyun grabbed her arm tightly.

"I'm fine," Chu Yaoguang turned his head, looking at the burning Qingyan Hall, "I'm just a little sad..."

"I didn't like her at first... I thought I didn't care about her that much..."

She hated Chu Yi, was afraid of Chu Yi, and resented Chu Yi, but when all her love and hatred became clear, and the lofty empress really died, she felt so sad again.

Lu Xingyun wanted to organize words to comfort Chu Yaoguang, but the pain of losing his mother made all the words seem so weak, so he had to clumsily take out a handkerchief and gently wipe the corners of Chu Yaoguang's eyes.

"Your Highness, everything will pass..."

"But she looks exactly like my mother!" Chu Yaoguang hugged Lu Xingyun and burst into tears, "I don't have a mother anymore..."

"Third Highness." "Third Highness." "Third Highness!!"

He Changying's anger stripped Chu Yaoguang from his emotions, and she was so pitiful with tears in her eyes: "What are you doing, Mr. He?"

He Changying pointed behind her carefully: "Look, who is that?"

Chu Yaoguang turned around stiffly.

Manager Cheng Yingcheng, who was dressed in the clothes of the lowest servant, carried a familiar person on his back, and that person was looking at him with gentle eyes.

Chu Yaoguang stammered: "Let me twist it."

Lu Xingyun offered his arm hesitantly.

Chu Yaoguang pushed away: "It's not you."

"Didn't Your Highness ask me to pay more attention to His Majesty's situation in the palace? I lived up to my entrustment and brought His Majesty back," Cheng Ying said, "I planned to wait until the situation became clearer before coming back, but Your Highness, you are really crying. It was too loud, His Majesty heard it, and insisted on letting the minister come over."

Chu Yaoguang cried and laughed: "Boss Chengying, you are a good person, a good person will have a safe life..."

Chu Yi said in a low voice: "Stupid or not..."

He Changying hesitated and interjected: "Why don't we think about something else first? The fire in Qingyan Palace is still going out."