Your Majesty's Charming Concubine

Chapter 685 You are so rude

As soon as the servant's words fell, a mouthful of blood spurted out and he died on the spot.

Seeing this, the staff sitting in the study looked at the suddenly enraged Mu Wang with horror on their faces.

At this time, King Mu was like an enraged lion, with a danger of wanting to destroy everything.

He pulled out the sword that pierced into the servant's body, his eyes were scarlet, like a wolf.

A good person, how can I say no, it's gone?

He didn't believe that Yan'er would die of illness for no reason. She was not feeling well these few days, but she didn't reach that point...

Soon, he thought of something.

"Xiao, Rong, Yuan!" His every word was full of hatred.

After that, he raised his foot and was about to walk outside.

Seeing this, the staff hurriedly tried to persuade him: "My lord, please don't act impulsively..."

But Mu Yongchen acted as if he had never heard of it, and quickly left the study with a bloody sword in his hand.

The staff members looked at each other and were shocked by King Mu's actions.

A staff member rushed out in a hurry, "Prince Mu, please think again, don't fall into the emperor's trick..."

Mu Yongchen could no longer hear anything, and what flashed through his mind was the words that the servant said that the queen mother died.

He had completely lost his mind, and when he sensed that someone was obstructing him, he swung the sword in his hand without looking at it.

Stepping on the corpses on the ground, he quickly left the Mu Palace.

King Mu is crazy...

This was the thinking of everyone in the Mu Palace, and no one dared to step forward and stop him recklessly.

That day, Mu Wang's eyes were scarlet, and he rushed into the imperial city with a blood-dripping sword in his hand.

All the bodyguards guarding the palace gate who stepped forward to obstruct them all died under King Mu's sword.

From the gate of the palace to Ci'an Palace, blood flowed all the way, causing countless casualties.

No one can stop King Mu who is in a rage.

Soon, King Mu drove his horse to Ci'an Palace covered in blood.

I don't know if the blood on his body is his own or someone else's...

Entering the Ci'an Palace, the dazzling white instantly hurt his eyes.

He rode his horse and directly entered the main hall of Ci'an Palace.

In the main hall, there is a coffin.

Seeing the coffin, Mu Yongchen almost fell off his horse.

King Mu, who had always been dignified and honorable, was so embarrassed at this moment. He seemed to be disregarding everything. He got up from the ground, roared, and rushed towards the coffin like crazy.

But just when he was about to touch the coffin, Xiao Rongyuan flashed up in front of him and stopped him.

The voice was indifferent, without warmth, "Mu Wang came to condolences so sincerely, I am here, thank you Mu Wang."

Mu Yongchen's eyes were about to burst, he reached out his hand suddenly, and grabbed his lapel, every word, as if weeping blood, "Xiao, Rong, Yuan, you are so heartless!"

At the same time, Huangzhuang.

Ning Se was lying on the grass basking in the sun.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhong rushed in from the outside in a panic, because he ran too fast and too fast, he fell down.

There was a loud "bang".

Ning Se, who was drowsy from the warm sun, was woken up by the sudden sound.

She sat up, frowned and looked at Zhao Zhong. Seeing that he fell to the ground, she couldn't help teasing: "What is Mr. Zhao doing in such a hurry? Is there a ghost chasing you?"

Zhao Zhong didn't care about his body in pain from the fall, and quickly got up, with a look of grief on his face, "There was news from the palace that the Empress Dowager... passed away last night."

When Ning Se heard this, the expression on her face froze completely.

She quickly stood up, and while walking quickly outside, she quickly ordered: "Quickly prepare your horse and go back to the palace."

"Yes." Zhao Zhong didn't dare to delay any longer, and arranged quickly.

Not a moment later, the two riders quickly rode out from Huangzhuang, and galloped in the direction of the imperial capital.

(End of this chapter)