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Chapter 602 A Very Bad Dream 7
"It's because I can't teach my son well that I let him do such a bastard thing. It's because I let the emperor down." Ling Chaohui said guiltily, holding the suicide note in his hand and lowering his head.

In the suicide note, Yuan Yong mentioned Ling Yujun's crimes. He killed his sister Yuan Hui, so after learning that Ling Yujun was locked in the prison, he has been looking for opportunities to avenge his sister.

That night, he finally got his chance.

As for the embroidery needle, it was because her sister was the best at embroidery, so he used the embroidery needle to stick the poisonous thorn into Ling Yujun's chest.

"Your Majesty, my wife doesn't believe it. Yuan Yong must have made it up. There must be someone behind him who instructed him." Madam Ling suddenly knelt on the ground, looked at Beitangsi and said sadly.

"Your majesty, my courtiers don't believe it either, there must be other reasons." Ling Feiyao said with certainty.

How could everything be so coincidental.

Brother really killed Yuan Yong's younger sister Yuan Hui?

How could he do that kind of stupid thing behind everyone's back.

"This king has already found out the whole matter. Yuan Hui was indeed killed by Ling Yujun. He took a fancy to her and forcibly took her to Hualou to bully her. Yuan Hui couldn't bear the insult and committed suicide at home." Beitang Moran Said coldly with no expression on his face.

If he didn't find out everything, he wouldn't report it to the emperor, let alone let people from the Ling family enter the palace.

At this moment, he didn't sympathize with Ling Yujun at all, and felt that he deserved his death.

At present, it is only known that Yuan Hui was killed by him, and it is not known whether he killed other innocent girls.

A scum like him, living will only harm others, it is better to die.

Madam Ling heard the sound and sat on the ground limply, with a look of despair on her face.

She believed that Beitang Moran would not joke about this kind of thing. At this moment, apart from her heartache, she blamed herself, why didn't she discipline her son well, so that he would not mess around outside and cause death.

This bastard, even behind their backs, messed around like that outside.

But even so, Yuan Yong couldn't kill him.

After all, he has been punished.

"King Mo has already found out everything. Yuan Yong's suicide note was not false. Ling Yujun's death was his own fault. I will announce this matter in detail." Bei Tang Si said with a livid face.

At this moment, he regretted that Ling Yujun's punishment was too light, and he didn't know how many lives were stained in his hands.

Ling Feiyao's eyes widened slightly. If it was announced to the public, everyone would only think that his brother deserved his death, and no one would sympathize with him.

No!

not like this!

He was already dead, and she didn't want the people in the imperial capital to scold him in their hearts.

"Your majesty, I have a merciless request from my servant. Can you not announce the matter of my brother? My brother is dead, and the murderer is dead. Let this matter end like this." Ling Feiyao knelt on the ground and looked at Beitang Si begging road.

She wanted to leave some dignity for her brother.

"I beg the emperor not to announce this matter to the public." Ling Zhaohui immediately knelt on the ground and begged.

If it is announced to the public, not only will the son be cast aside by the people, but the reputation of the Ling family will also be damaged.

"The minister's wife also begs the emperor." Madam Ling naturally responded.

Although she blamed her son for his assholes, it was the flesh and blood that fell from her body. She couldn't watch the people of the imperial capital pointing and cursing him after his death.

Beitangsi looked at the family of three without making a sound.

Seeing this, Beitang Moran quickly stepped forward, "My brother also begs the emperor not to announce it to the public."

(End of this chapter)