âFoolish!â
The emperor looked at Princess Qingluo angrily. âYou still think until now that the Ninth Emperor drove Dongfang Yu out? What kind of person is the Ninth Emperor? Whatever she takes in, she will always keep in! She would never do such a thing as disowning people! â
Princess Qingluo pursed her lips and did not say a word.
The emperor slowly closed his eyes, trembling. Only after a second did he open his eyes and looked at Princess Qingluo.
âAs for why she is by Little Nineâs side, it is because of Little Nine... She is the Ninth Emperor!â
âLittle Nine is the Ninth Emperor!â
This statement was like a peal of sudden thunder, falling with a bang, smashing into the brains of everyone present, causing their heads to go blank.
âLittle Nine is the Ninth Emperor?
âImpossible!
âHow can Little Nine be the Ninth Emperor?â
Mu Yi froze. His face was pale as he turned and gazed at Qingluo.
âThe emperor said that Little Nine... Sheâs the Ninth Emperor?â
He clenched his fists tightly; his heart could not stop trembling.
No matter how Mu Yi thought, he couldnât link Little Nine to the Ninth Emperor.
But...
The emperor had said that, so it must be true.
Faster than Mu Yi was Prince Min, as his fist, like the wind, quickly smashed into Qingluoâs face.
She looked up and saw Prince Minâs angry face.
At this moment, Prince Minâs eyes were filled with waves of monstrous anger.
âTell me, what is going on here?â
This punch caused Qingluoâs face to turn blue, and her face was pale as she took a few steps back.
âI wonât believe it. Little Nine can never be that Ninth Emperor. Itâs impossible!â
What kind of thing was Little Nine?
The Ninth Emperor was the most influential person who shocked the world, so what could she have to do with Little Nine?
âFather must have been deceived.â
âFather, itâs Sima Yan. Heâs the one lying to you!â Qingluo turned to look at Sima Yan, gritting her teeth. âI know very well what Little Nine is like. She is sinister and malicious. She even laid hands on Qingya, but that Ninth Emperor has always been open and honest, so how can she be the Ninth Emperor?â
Yes, up to now, Qingluo still did not believe the emperorâs words.
She was in disbelief, and the way she looked at Sima Yan was filled with hatred.
This time, even Mu Qingya did not help her.
Mu Qingya had always known her grandfather. If he had not gotten the details of the information, he could not have been so sure of Little Nineâs identity.
So...
Little Nine was the Ninth Emperor?
Mu Qingya clenched her fists tightly and gently closed her eyes.
Her heart was sinking. She was somewhat unable to extricate herself...
She could not control that trembling heart no matter how hard she tried.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Old Lady Mu also shook her head and shouted, âLittle Nine is a little b*tch. How much can that b*tch be capable of? Still, to be the Ninth Emperor, itâs simply ridiculous. You must have made a mistake.â
The emperor grew angrier. âIt seems that you guys think that I am lying to you?â
His voice was so harsh that it scared Qingluo into kneeling.
âFather, I did not think like that!â
âNo?â The emperor sneered. âIf you refuse to admit that Little Nine is the Ninth Emperor, then that means you think that I am lying to you? I donât care whether you believe it or not, but today, I must give justice to her for this matter!â