1525: C1525 Death Is at Hand

C1525 Death Is at Hand

Seeing this, the woman panicked and said, "No, no! Sect Master, what I said is true."

Lowering her eyes to look at the woman, Rongye asked, "Are you telling the truth or not?"

The woman raised her head to look at him. "Rong Ye, believe me. I really didn't do it. I really didn't."

Beiming Yue shouted coldly, "Rong Ye!"

Without any hesitation, Junye pinched the woman's chin and poured all the water into her mouth.

The woman's face instantly turned pale. She held her chest and fell to the ground, as if she was suffering a great pain.

Beiming Yue was like an emperor looking down on the world. He looked down at the woman from above and quietly waited for her to speak.

After a few minutes, the woman finally couldn't take it anymore.

"I... I said, it was... I... It was I who did it." The woman said in a low voice in pain, "I was the one who got the doctor to tamper with the appraisal report. When the madame went to question Miss Feng, I secretly poisoned Little Young Master's fruit juice. Sect Master, I was confused for a moment. Please spare me, Sect Master."

Beiming Yue's expression was cold." I was confused for a moment. "

" This subordinate should not... should not have admired Sect Master. "

Hearing this, Beiming Yue's expression became even gloomier, "So no one ordered you to do so, it is bold of you to do so."

The woman's face was full of pain. She said with difficulty, "Yes. Sect Master, I was wrong. Please forgive me, Sect Master."

"Spare you!" Beiming Yue said in a deep voice, "You haven't woken up from your dream, have you?" After a pause, he ordered, "Take her away. Keep an eye on her. Don't let her commit suicide."

Rong Ye carefully nodded. "Yes."

The woman was pulled up by Rong Ye. She suddenly saw Murong Jing standing by the side and her eyes were filled with unwillingness. What right did this woman have to follow the Sect Chief all the time?

Staring at Murong Jing, she suddenly said, "Sect Chief, Murong Jing also has ill intentions towards you. She already knew what your subordinate's thoughts were but she never told you and never stopped your subordinate."

Hearing this, Murong Jing was startled. She did not expect that this woman would actually frame her at the brink of death. This was to drag her down as a scapegoat!

She looked at Beiming Yue in panic. "Sect Master, no! Your subordinate definitely has no ill intentions towards you!"

Beiming Yue looked at her from the corner of his eye and questioned, "You already knew what she was thinking?"

Murong Jing said, "I..."

"If you dare to lie, you will end up like her. "

Murong Jing bent her legs and knelt on the grass. "Yes, this subordinate did notice, but this subordinate did not think that Leng Rou would be so bold. This subordinate knows my mistake."

Leng Rou suddenly smiled. "Don't you know? Don't you have any ill intentions? Murong Jing, there was something wrong with that cup of wine that night. Don't you know?"

Beiming Yue narrowed his cold eyes." What do you mean? You two, make it clear to me! "

Leng Rou immediately said, "Alliance Chief, four years ago at the Ninth Continent's Bai family, Murong Jing knew that there was something wrong with the wine you drank, but she deliberately did not say it. Her mind was not pure either."

" You are talking nonsense! "

Murong Jing was about to explode from anger.

This woman was talking nonsense when she was about to die!

"Sect Chief, this subordinate doesn't know about this matter."

Rong Ye then said carefully, "Leader, I don't think Murong would do that."2

Beiming Yue narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Take her away!"

"Yes." Rong Ye left with the woman.

The woman continued to slander Murong Jing as she walked.

Murong Jing lowered her head and did not say anything. She did not continue to explain.

Since Beiming Yue did not lock her up, it meant that he did not completely believe Leng Rou's words.

After a long silence, Beiming Yue opened his mouth and said, "Murong Jing, did I treat you too well to make you dare to lie to me?"

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