Take the blame for her
"Master Wang, you must take charge! Huan'er she..."
Qianyu Xian sneered and pointed at Nangong Yao, his tone was stern and intimidating.
"The Emperor is here and yet you let Qian Wangye take charge. This clearly shows that you look down on the Emperor!"
Zhu Yin was taken aback and immediately knelt down, shaking her head wildly towards Nan Gongyue.
"I didn't mean it that way, please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Qian Yu Xian walked up to Zhu Yin's side, looking down at her with an air of superiority, a rose-like red lip curled into a mysterious smile.
"Zhu Ce Fei, let's go back to the question at hand. Why are you so certain I'm the murderer? Did you arrange all of this?"
Zhu Yin raised her head and looked at Qian Yu Xian. After hearing what she said, she was shocked and immediately lowered her head to deny it to Nan Gong Yao.
"I don't have it, Your Majesty, please investigate clearly."
Her crimson lips, like a thousand petals of a rose, parted slightly, the smile at the corner of her mouth grew more languid, and she stretched out her jade-like hand to point at Yan Yi, saying in a very affirmative tone.
"None? Then why don't you listen to me? I'm the only witness to this murder case, and if I say the killer is him, then it's him!"
Everyone was in a state of confusion, unsure of who to believe. Nan Gong Yi finally couldn't bear it and shouted out loud, his voice ringing with power.
"That's enough! What's going on with Yi'er?"
Yan Yidan's phoenix eyes looked at Qian Yu Xian, and Qian Yu Xian was also anxiously looking at Yan Yi. In his heart, he was planning how to defend himself if Yan Yi didn't admit it. This young master Yan probably had a very high status, and if he denied it, others would definitely believe what he said. How could they explain it then?
Yan Yi withdrew his gaze and looked at Nan Gong Yao with a calm, emotionless expression in his dark eyes. His voice was light and his words were still unhurried.
"That maid was pushed down by me."
As soon as this was said, everyone was stunned, and Qian Yu Xian was no exception.
What is he talking about? Is he pushing someone down? Is he helping her take the blame?
"Yi'er, why did you kill an innocent maid?"
Nangong Yu was born surprisingly and asked.
Yan Yi's expression didn't change, still as calm and carefree as usual, his dark eyes gazed at the shocked Qian Yu Xian, a faint smile on his thin lips.
"For no reason."
Qianyu Xian stared at Yan Yi with wide eyes, wondering what his identity was, and dared to speak to the emperor in such a casual tone.
Namgong Uk looked at Eon Yeon for a while, then finally let out a sigh and turned to ask Cheon Weijun beside him.
"Master Qian, what do you think should be done about this matter? After all, that maid is someone from your household."
Qian Weijun walked up to Nan Gongyue and knelt down on one knee, lowering his head in response.
"I believe that Yan Shizi would not kill someone without reason, it must be that the maidservant in my mansion was being unreasonable and provoked Yan Shizi, I have nothing to say about this."
Nangong You nodded, and with a loud and clear voice, he gave the order.
"Today is the day of King Yan's expedition, everyone should act as if nothing has happened and don't disturb the elegance of this banquet."
After finishing, he turned around and walked towards the hall. Qian Wei Jun stood up and followed Nan Gong Yao's back towards the hall. Chun Li came forward to help Zhu Yin get up, and Zhu Yin stood up with a very dissatisfied glare at Qian Yu Xian.
Qian Yu Xian felt someone staring at her, so she looked in that direction. As soon as she saw Zhu Yin's eyes, Qian Yu Xian felt annoyed and frowned, opening her rose-like red lips to scold her.
But she suddenly felt something being thrown over her body, and when she turned to look at the person beside her, it was Yan Yi taking off his white coat and throwing it over her. Thinking of how he had just taken the blame for her, Qian Yu Xian felt grateful and opened her mouth to thank him.
The words were blocked at the mouth by a sentence from Yan Yi before they could be spoken out.
"I've got this account noted down, girl."
Qian Yu Xian stared at Yan Yi with wide eyes, and suddenly a thousand clay horses galloped in her heart.
"Come on, come on, I'm afraid of you." Qian Yu Xian looked up at Yan Yi, who was a head taller than himself, and said loudly, intentionally spitting saliva onto Yan Yi's face.
Yan Yi's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a chill rose in his dark eyes, but it quickly dissipated. He reached out to wipe the saliva from his face, and a faint smile played on his thin lips, with a hint of indulgence.
"This is what you said, girl."
After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and made a gesture of kissing her rose-red lips that were as delicate as a thousand feathers.
Qian Yu Xian was stunned and didn't know what to do, watching as Yan Yi's face got closer and closer, almost kissing him, Qian Yu Xian's brain was still in a daze.
Suddenly, a voice rang out.
"Yi Er, what are you doing?!"