C332

Chapter 332 - 30 Years Ago (1)

Once Mu Wanjun went berserk, no one could stop him, and when she saw Qian Yun, her heart was filled with rage, as if the anger that she had accumulated for many years had finally found a way to vent.

She completely ignored Chunyu Hong, the emperor of the Great Qin Empire!

Right now, she only had Qian Yun in front of her.

With her left hand grabbing onto Qian Yun's clothes, she clenched her right fist and was about to punch.

This speed was beyond everyone's expectations.

The Female serving them probably did not have any martial arts cultivation, and only after a long while did they let out screams. Although Chunyu Hong had clearly seen Mu Wanjun's actions, he had never thought that Mu Wanjun would make a move in front of him!

He couldn't help but wonder, in the time and space she lived in, was that the way it was for everyone there?

If Mu Wanjun knew what Chunyu Hong was thinking, she would have definitely told him. There, people like her had a heroic title, they were called the brave women!

She grabbed Qian Yun, and her right hand tightly clenched into a fist that didn't touch his face at all. Finally, she loosened her grip and her right fist smashed onto Qian Yun's chest.

This punch was not weak, causing Qian Yun's Qi to stagnate, and he started to cough.

The servants screamed and shouted for clan elders and all of them rushed forward to check if Qian Yun was alright. They stared at him fiercely, thinking that such a Female was too terrifying! Although they were anxious to protect their master, they were completely different in terms of fighting strength from Mu Wanjun.

They could only use their eyes.

"He won't die yet!" Mu Wanjun said coldly, "You two go out first, I have something to say to the elders."

Those maids weren't willing to leave, nor could they.

Mu Wanjun frowned, she was too lazy to say anything and was about to attack, if she attacked, she would throw the few girls out.

She had just taken one step, and Chunyu Hong had already learned of this. He immediately pulled on her arm. This was the territory of the Witch clan, so she couldn't be too presumptuous.

Qian Yun caught his breath at this time, and said to the few maids with a gentle smile: "You may leave first." Although Qian Yun was young, he was already over forty years old. The elder of the Witch clan had an excellent beauty maintenance skill.

"But elder, she …" This tigress was too dangerous!

Qian Yun shook his head, and laughed: "It's alright, you guys go out first."

When the elders spoke, the maids glared at Mu Wanjun fiercely before leaving.

Right now, only Mu Wanjun, Qian Yun and Chunyu Hong were left in the room.

Qian Yun waved for them to sit.

Mu Wanjun said: "Don't say anymore nonsense, I just want to know the reason?"

If he really wanted to investigate the reason, Qian Yun really had nothing to say. His gaze fell on his own legs, and his gentle smile added a little bitterness to it.

Chunyu Hong said, "Among the Witch Clan, only the purest of clan elders can use the forbidden technique, and that kind of forbidden technique can only be used once in their lifetime. Once used, the consequences are equivalent to paying with their lives, and Qian Yun's legs are the result of that one use of the forbidden technique."

His leg was because of the forbidden technique? But the relationship between him and the forbidden technique could not be any less …

Qian Yun had been staring at Mu Wanjun and he was actually even more curious about her. The reason he used forbidden technique was indeed for Chunyu Hong, but he was also surprised that he unexpectedly brought Mu Wanjun over.

Mu Wanjun was very dissatisfied with her answer to this question. She looked at Chunyu Hong and could not help but interrupt him: "Your majesty, can you explain in more detail after getting rid of me? the cause, the development and the outcome of things. "

Her words to Chunyu Hong could be said to be extremely disrespectful, but now, she had completely revealed herself. They all knew that she was not the real Mu Wanjun, so there was no need for her to disguise herself.

He might as well open his mouth wide and speak clearly!

Chunyu Hong and Qian Yun looked at each other, and the two of them started laughing.

Qian Yun pushed the wheelchair over to the table.

There was a delicate stove on the hen-winged table, and the charcoal fire was burning brightly. There was a small pot of boiling water on the fire, and he filled it with water to make a room for the aroma of tea.

"This is a long story …"

It all started more than thirty years ago.

Thirty years ago, Chunyu Hong was not the emperor yet. Although he was the late emperor's only son, he was not promoted to Crown Prince. Under him, the late emperor had another daughter, Chunyu Hui.