C697 The Flames of War Between the Two Kingdoms Are Burning

The water didn't splash much, but it became the fuse between the two countries, igniting the flames of war between the Holy Snow Country and the Zihua Country.

It turned out that Xi Moyue had died in the Holy Snow Country. Not only was her death tragic, it was also hung at the city gate to show the public.

Such humiliation had completely aroused the anger of the people of the Zihua Country.

In addition, there were some people who were trying to sow discord among them, causing the matter to reach a boiling point.

As a result, the two countries could not even maintain the most basic of peace.

Instead, they had torn apart the contract, and with Holy Snow Country in the west as the leader, the war between Purple Flower Country and Holy Snow Country had begun!

In the royal study of the Holy Snow Country.

At this moment, Beiming Yu's incomparably handsome face was filled with coldness. His cold gaze fell upon Ming Yi who was kneeling on the ground.

His voice was bone-piercing cold, "Find out who hung Xi Moyue's corpse on the city gate?"

Ming Yi said, "Replying to Your Majesty, it was done by Yin Geng Ming of the Jing Zhao Prefecture. But by the time this official arrived, one of Geng Mingzhi's family had already been killed!"

Hearing this, the cold qi on Beiming Yu's body became even more intense, and his eyes that did not have the slightest temperature were suffused with a little bit of star-like coldness.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous cold qi overflowed in all directions.

"Lan Yuhua, what a good move!"

Lan Yuhua was the one who did this, and it was for the sake of inciting the anger of the people of Zihua Country, so that they could openly start a war between the two countries.

Originally, this was what he wanted to do, but he didn't expect Lan Yuhua to take the initiative.

And he did it even more ruthlessly and ruthlessly than him!

He had really underestimated Lan Yuhua. Even Xi Moyue, who listened to their every word, could kill him like this.

It seemed that his heart was even more ruthless than he had imagined!

The next day, in the royal court of Holy Snow Country, Beiming Yu asked the ministers about the war in the west.

"My dear ministers, the war in the west has begun. What do you have to say about this?"

As soon as Beiming Yu asked this question, the royal court was immediately filled with whispers.

Finally, an old official stepped forward, his expression exceptionally sorrowful as he loudly said, "Your Majesty, this old official has something to say!"

Beiming Yu said, "Lord Zhao, please speak!"

"Your Majesty, this old official knows that after being crippled, Xi Moyue's moral conduct has been tarnished, and she plotted against the heirs of the royal family. It is truly detestable. However, Xi Moyue is the Empress of Holy Snow Country after all. A husband and wife are indebted to each other for hundreds of days. Your Majesty really shouldn't have killed her!"

As soon as these words were spoken, many people below responded in unison.

After all, Xi Moyue's death was a tragic one.

Moreover, such a matter had caused the flames of war. To them, it was truly a cruel accident caused by the person in positions of power's means.

Beiming Yu did not speak to the discussions of his subordinates. Instead, he waited for the voices to subside.

Only then did he stand up and walk down step by step from above.

His peerless face was like a god, and his eyes were cold and sharp, as if he could see through people's hearts. He walked over step by step with the person in positions of power looking down on the world. The elegant demeanor between his eyes was like the scorching sun, making people dare not look at him directly.

Beiming Yu walked up to Lord Zhao and looked at him and asked, "Lord Zhao, are you done?"

His voice was very normal, but Lord Zhao did not dare to meet Beiming Yu's eyes. His eyes slightly flashed.

He swallowed a mouthful of water and said, "I am finished!"

Beiming Yu narrowed his eyes and asked coldly, "I heard Lord Zhao's meaning. He wants to pin the fault of the war between the two countries on me. Is that right?"

When Lord Zhao heard this, his legs immediately went soft and he knelt on the ground. Just as he was about to beg for mercy.

Beiming Yu looked around and cut off his words, "All of you have the same idea, right?"

A cold voice resounded throughout the entire hall. Everyone could only feel a chill running down their spines.