At this time, someone exclaimed, "Isn't this the token of Minister Mu's residence?"
At this time, Consort Mu and her father, Mu Zhongwei, had already turned pale.
Mu Zhongwei hurried over and kneeled down, kowtowing as he explained, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I've been wronged. I don't know why my token was with the assassins!"
Feng Yili looked down at Mu Zhongwei and asked icily, "Minister Mu, are you sure you have nothing to do with the assassins?"
Feng Yili's aura was oppressive, making it difficult for people to breathe.
Mu Zhongwei broke out in cold sweat. The corners of his lips twitched as he said with great difficulty, "O-of course! Why would I want to harm the heir of the King of Youshan?"
