You dare to teach a lesson

"Your Majesty, Princess Yuerong is the most beloved princess of our Emperor. The Emperor is furious!"

"Even if he's furious, he wouldn't dare to harm my son, Mu Yunxuan."

A cold gleam flickered in Mu Yunxuan's eyes, exuding a chilling and penetrating coldness.

"Yunxuan."

Su Zimo's voice came, and Mu Yunxuan turned to look.

"Qingfeng, prepare to enter the palace."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Qingfeng quickly departed, and Mu Yunxuan returned to his room.

"Moye, did you hear everything?"

"Yes!"

Su Zimo lifted the blanket and started getting dressed.

"Moye, you rest well! I'll go, and I won't let anything happen to Qi'er and Li'er."

Mu Yunxuan gently pulled her hair out from under her clothing.

"The crime of killing a princess is a grave offense that warrants the extermination of nine generations. Emperor Haoyue hasn't sent anyone yet, so he still fears you to some extent. I can't rest easy without going into the palace to check. I'm worried about our son in the dungeon."

As a mother, she couldn't peacefully sleep knowing her son was locked up in the dungeon.

Mu Yunxuan understood her temperament and didn't say more.

The two of them quietly left Mingyue Villa without disturbing anyone inside.

The dungeon was as silent as death, with occasional sounds of rats squeaking!

Su Li and Su Qi were imprisoned in the innermost cell on the left. Most of the people imprisoned here did not survive!

Su Qi found a relatively clean straw and lay on it, crossing his legs and staring at the ceiling.

Su Li sat coldly to the side, her legs crossed.

The more Su Qi thought about it, the more frustrated she felt. How could they be inexplicably thrown into the dungeon like this? If her mother knew, how heartbroken she would be!

Su Qi suddenly stood up. "Brother, this doesn't seem like you. Why did you obediently let them capture us like this?"

Su Li glanced at her brother and asked, "Qi'er, are you scared?"

"Scared!" Su Qi rolled her eyes forcefully. "Brother, I'm not scared at all! It's just that it's late at night, and we're in this prison cell filled with straw. It's hard to feel good."

"Just consider it a life experience! Didn't our mother say that in life, we'll encounter all kinds of situations? This time, the situation we encountered is different. We must adapt to the strong and retreat to advance."

"Brother, Qi'er understands this principle, but why should we suffer openly? Mother and Father need to come quickly; otherwise, we'll be infested with lice. There's rat feces everywhere, and I feel uncomfortable all over."

"This is the dungeon. The fact that there's no excrement everywhere is already considered clean."

Su Li looked at her brother with a pained expression. "Instead of complaining, why don't you cultivate?"

"Cultivate?" Su Qi exclaimed, "Brother, it's too late for cultivation now. Why don't we use our phantom skills to find out what's going on? This is a death cell, after all!"

At this moment, Su Qi had to admire her brother's composure.

"Let's wait until our mother arrives."

After saying that, Su Li closed her eyes and began to cultivate.

Su Qi shook her head when she saw this and restlessly looked around.

In the palace, Qingyue Palace was draped in white. Princess Jun Yuerong's body had already been placed in the coffin, and two maidservants were burning paper money in front of it. The smell of paper filled the entire palace, and the lingering smoke made tears flow from people's eyes. The entire palace was engulfed in sorrow.

Emperor Haoyue, the Empress, and several other palace concubines had also rushed over.

The Empress sat beside the coffin, crying heart-wrenchingly.

The palace concubines didn't understand her true feelings and thought she was pretending to be a loving mother for Emperor Haoyue's sake.

Only Jun Shaochen knew that she was truly grieving because Yuerong was her biological daughter.

But this time, Jun Shaochen stood on the side, indifferent to everything before him.

"Rong'er." From outside the hall, Yan Ping'an's voice filled with grief reached their ears.

Yan Ping'an sorrowfully entered the hall, saw the glossy black coffin, and clenched his fists.

"Rong'er, I've waited so long for our marriage. How could you leave me alone like this?" Yan Ping'an stumbled to the side of the coffin, speaking with heartbreaking grief.

Cheng Jiu, who was burning the paper money, glanced at Yan Ping'an, then lowered her head and continued her task.

"Your Highness, please take comfort. It's only because of fate that Your Highness and Rong'er weren't meant to be together." Emperor Haoyue was in extreme pain. He had lost Manqi and their daughter just like that. Although he was the ruler of a country, standing above ten thousand people, he still couldn't protect the women he loved the most.

"Humph! Before you ascertain the truth, Crown Prince, it would be better not to rashly accuse others!" Su Zimo's voice came from a distance, and everyone looked toward the palace gate, only to see a stunning couple entering.

Su Zimo had an icy expression, exuding an aura as cold as frost from head to toe.

Mu Yunxuan's domineering presence attracted everyone's attention. On his handsome face, a cold and stern killing intent was evident.

Qingfeng and Jinghuai followed behind.

"Su Zimo, you have quite the audacity. Not only have you shown disrespect to Us several times, but you have also allowed your son to kill Our beloved Yuerong," Emperor Haoyue accused.

Emperor Haoyue was immersed in grief, his heart filled with immense anger as he saw Su Zimo's arrogant expression.

"Your Majesty! Do you believe that Princess Yuerong was killed by my two sons just based on the words of a maid?"

Su Zimo didn't believe for a moment that her two sons would kill Princess Yuerong.

"The people are dead. Cheng Jiu witnessed Su Li standing in front of Yuerong's bed, grabbing them both. What more is there to argue about? Those who offend the majesty of Haoyue shall be punished, even if they are strong!"

Emperor Haoyue looked coldly at Su Zimo, speaking each word with icy indifference.

On his sorrowful face, there was the pain of a father losing his daughter.

"Humph! Those who cross my bottom line can be defeated even when strong."

Su Zimo stared back at Emperor Haoyue with the same coldness. She had always been strong in the face of adversity.

"Su Zimo, how dare you!"

Yan Ping'an couldn't stand Su Zimo's disrespectful and arrogant attitude.

"Don't you know the saying, 'I would rather bear the burden of the world than let the world bear me'?"

"What an arrogant woman! If I don't show you some authority, you won't understand the power of the emperor."

Yan Ping'an shouted angrily at Su Zimo.

Mu Yunxuan calmly looked at Yan Ping'an, his voice calm but filled with wrath: "If I hear a single disrespectful word about her from you again, I will cut off your tongue."

"You dare...?" Yan Ping'an instinctively retorted.

Mu Yunxuan glanced at him lightly, his expression unruffled, but it instantly silenced Yan Ping'an. He naturally hadn't forgotten who Mu Yunxuan was.

"Yunxuan, you're quite imposing!"

Emperor Haoyue sarcastically spoke, a cold and sinister smile appearing on his icy face. "Yunxuan, even if you're wealthy enough to rival a nation, don't forget that I am the ruler of a country."

Mu Yunxuan gave a cold smile, his gaze intimidating. "Is Your Majesty threatening me or reminding me?"

"Yunxuan, you..." Emperor Haoyue was unexpectedly rendered speechless by his counter-question, and could only glare at him in anger.

"Your Majesty, Yuerong's death is so unjust! Even if Your Majesty exterminates nine generations, it can't heal the pain of losing Yuerong," the grieving Empress interjected, stirring up more trouble.

This was the palace, and Su Zimo had once again offended the emperor. Her two sons had killed Yuerong, and even with Mu Yunxuan by her side, no matter how capable Su Zimo was, she couldn't escape this time!

Thinking of Yuerong, the Empress turned around, crying with heart-rending sorrow.

"Humph! Who personally witnessed my two sons killing Princess Yuerong?" Su Zimo coldly looked at Cheng Jiu and probed her cultivation level. How could a maid in the deep palace turn out to be a high-level cultivator at the Divine Profound stage?

Cheng Jiu felt a chill run down her spine as she met Su Zimo's piercing gaze.

"When we arrived, everyone around the princess was dead, and only the two young masters were unharmed, standing by the bed."

"Is that the evidence you have?" Su Zimo looked at Cheng Jiu with a sneer.

"Isn't that enough?" Emperor Haoyue spoke coldly.

Su Zimo turned back and coldly looked at Emperor Haoyue. "Your Majesty, in your rage, you threw Su Li and Qi Li into the Heavenly Prison without any investigation. I don't blame you, but even in your anger, as the ruler of a country, you should ascertain the truth of the matter. Has Your Majesty ordered a forensic examination of the princess's body? Have you investigated whether she died from profound energy or a sword? Based solely on the testimony of a palace maid, you concluded that my sons are the murderers. I, Su Zimo, can remain indifferent, but Your Majesty's actions, can they truly convince the people?"

This insolence was too much. Qingfeng frowned.

Jinghuai, on the other hand, sweated for Su Zimo in his heart. He had never seen anyone dare to speak to Emperor Haoyue like this. Su Zimo was the first, and he hoped she wouldn't be the last.

"How dare you lecture Us!" Emperor Haoyue's eyes turned dark, emitting a dangerous aura.

Su Zimo smiled calmly, showing no trace of fear. "I would never dare to lecture Your Majesty. I am simply discussing the matter at hand, and what I say is based on facts."

"Humph!" Emperor Haoyue snorted and mocked, "It seems that there is nothing you, Su Zimo, dare not do in this world."

"Father, Miss Su is right. Why don't we follow her suggestion and invite a forensic examiner?" Jun Shaochen suddenly spoke up, defending Su Zimo.

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