Suya

Yao Jieyu opened her mouth and was about to refute, but King Suyou seemed to just say something casually and was not interested in getting entangled in this matter. Before Yao Jieyu could speak, he continued: "What is Lin Qingyan? He's just a clown, and he wants to shake Li Guo?" He sneered, "Dreaming."

Yao Jieyu looked at him suspiciously, not understanding why he was so sure that Lin Qingyan was incompetent, obviously a few days ago, Qiongguo planned to attack Liguo because of his lobbying.

However, before she could continue to ask, Feng Chen suddenly rushed over and punched King Suyou in the face.

"Ping Pong Pong".

Vases, wine jugs, and wine glasses were broken all over the floor.

King Suyou fell to the ground, with the overturned case under his body, and there were pieces of porcelain all over the floor, messing up the originally clean bedroom.

King Suyou raised his hand and touched his face, his face was blushed, and a long wound was drawn on his hand by a piece of porcelain.

Everyone was petrified.

Before everyone could react, Feng Chen had already grabbed King Suyou's collar again, looked at him through gritted teeth, and asked, "Are you letting Lin Qingyan go on purpose and asking him to go to Qiong Country for help, so that you can rely on Qiong Country's help?" Power, to kill Xi Ruo, right?!"

King Suyou looked at him coldly, and replied calmly: "Yes."

Without saying a word, Feng Chen raised his hand to continue beating him.

"Stop!!" Yao Jieyu screamed, and hurriedly grabbed his hand: "Come on!"

Feng Chen completely ignored her, raised his fist, and hit King Suyou fiercely again.

King Suyou raised his hand to block it, but how could he be Feng Chen's opponent, he was almost powerless to fight back, and was beaten to the ground in an instant, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

The guards rushed into the bedroom.

Yao Jieyu had already turned pale with fright, and no longer cared about her manners, she yelled loudly to ask them to come and pull her away.

Feng Chen pressed Suyou King under his body, and bound his neck with both hands, his eyes were red, like a wild beast.

The guard rushed forward, grabbed him with all his might, and pulled him away desperately.

Several tables and chairs were knocked over, and the utensils fell to the ground and shattered.

Fighting for a long time, the guards tried their best, but Feng Chen seemed to be crazy, holding on to King Suyou and refusing to let go, all those who dared to go up to pull him were implicated, and were punished for King Suyou Punch after punch.

Seeing that the guards were injured one after another, and there was no way to stop Feng Chen, Yao Jieyu hurriedly ordered the maid to fetch a basin of water, the maid took the order and went away, and returned with a large basin full of water in a short while.

Yao Jieyu took the water basin and walked to Feng Chen's side, tilted the basin slightly with her hand, and then swept it vigorously.

With a splash, a large basin of clear water was poured onto Feng Chen's face.

Feng Chen stopped his movements, water droplets slid across his face and flowed into his neckline.

He closed his eyes, his chest was heaving and he was panting hard, all the guards rushed up and pulled him aside.

Feng Chen leaned his back against the wall, his head and upper body were wet, dripping water dripping down.

"Quick, go and get the towel." Yao Jieyu repeatedly ordered the maid.

King Suyou stood up with the help of the guards. He wiped the blood on his face, then smacked the ground again, spitting out a bloody tooth.

He glanced at Feng Chen: "Mad dog."

It's good that he didn't speak, but as soon as he said this, Feng Chen immediately went mad again, waving his fists and rushed towards him, almost all the guards who were holding him were dragged to the ground by him.

Seeing that Feng Chen's blood-stained fist was about to hit King Suyou's face again, Yao Jieyu rushed in front of King Suyou with a stride, and stood still between the two of them.

"Feng Chen, calm down!"

Feng Chen abruptly stopped his movements, and his fist stopped beside Yao Jieyu's face, almost touching her skin.

Yao Jieyu stood motionless, looked at him and said, "Feng Chen, let's figure things out first. If he really deserves to die, then I will bring the entire Jiulan Kingdom's army here to beat him up for you. You calm down now."

Feng Chen stared at King Suyou, the hatred in his eyes was so intense that it almost crushed him to ashes, but his fists were still slowly loosened, and finally he lowered his hand and closed his eyes weakly.

Yao Jieyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took the towel from the hand of the maid, covered Feng Chen's head, wiped the water for him, then turned around and looked at King Suyou.

King Suyou was sitting by the side, wiping the blood on his face with a handkerchief handed over by a court lady. The corner of his mouth was cracked, the corner of his left eye had turned blue-purple and slightly swollen, and his cheeks were also covered with scars.

It's really painful to watch.

Yao Jieyu sighed, feeling a little sympathetic to him, but seeing that he had almost cleaned up, she stopped saying comforting words and began to question him instead.

"King Suyou, your family is a hundred-year-old family, and you are also a hereditary vassal. You and Li Guo are dependent on each other for life and death. Both prosperity and loss are related to each other. Moreover, neither Li Guo nor the national teacher has ever treated your family badly. Why do you To do such a nasty thing?"

King Suyou rubbed the corners of his mouth, and looked out the window: "Shuji's ancestral home is Qizhou."

His tone was so flat, as if he was just talking about what to have for dinner, but Yao Jieyu's eyes widened when he heard it.

Qizhou is the territory of King Suyou's family, and Shuji is from Qizhou.

"You...you and Shuji are old acquaintances?"

"Well, we have known each other since we were young. She is four years older than me, her parents died when she was young, and she was adopted as a foster daughter by the county magistrate..."

The palace lady offered a cup of tea, King Suyou took it, took a sip, and said leisurely, "When I was 15 years old, I was elected as a concubine by the king, and she was sent to the palace."

Yao Jieyu opened her mouth in surprise, hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively: "You and her..."

King Suyou glanced at her coldly: "Don't tarnish her reputation, I have never done anything outrageous with her."

He put down his teacup and looked out of the window. The majestic and majestic Liguo Palace became a small silhouette, imprinted in his eyes.

"In the second year after her death, I found out the real cause of her death." He glanced at Feng Chen as if there was nothing in it: "I don't need to talk about the rest."

Yao Jieyu: "Then what happened to Prime Minister Lin?"

"Hmph." King Suyou sneered: "He was originally a retainer of my house, and later he was recommended by me to be an official in the court. Originally, I just planned to let him be a small official casually, and let me have multiple positions in the court. It’s just a matter of accepting him, but it turns out that he is not only talented, but also very ambitious, so I started to support him.”

The maid brought the wound medicine and gently wiped it on King Suyou's face.

King Suyou frowned hard, and even his body froze. It took him a while to finally recover, and continued: "As I said, no matter how powerful he is, he can't stand in front of me." He’s just a dog, I’ve known about his cliques for private interests and even the closure of the country, but I just didn’t expose it and kept turning a blind eye.”

Yao Jieyu took a deep breath: "You deliberately let him pass the information about leaving the country to Feng Wang?"

King Suyou gave her a funny look, as if he was laughing at her nonsense: "He thinks he can hide the truth, but in the whole country, there is no one like me, so how could he escape with his little tricks?" My eyes? He can't do anything without my acquiescence."

Yao Jieyu was too surprised to speak.

Feng Chen's hands were tightly clenched into fists, and blue blood vessels were floating on his arms.