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You are always such a domineering scoundrel!
Murong Ci was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys ached. He wanted to expose his skills several times to get rid of Murong Yu's control, but finally gave up the idea.
A small leak will sink a great ship.
Arriving at the side hall, Murong Yu waved away the two maids in front of the hall and said coldly: "No one is allowed to come in without my permission."
She secretly thought, what on earth does he want to do?
He pulled her straight to the bedroom, and she expressed her wishes sternly, "Your Majesty, I want to interrogate the assassin."
Every day the palace staff cleans the side hall, but no one lives there.
He sat her down on the edge of the couch with a calm expression, "His Royal Highness Fangcai received a slap from an assassin. How do you feel about that?"
"It's nothing serious, just a little pain in the internal organs."
Murong Ci said calmly, but his heart was already in turmoil. Does he care about her, or does he want to take the opportunity to attack her?
¡°My father was so frightened that he fainted just now, so he couldn¡¯t wait to attack her?¡±
Murong Yu suddenly clasped her slender wrist, slender fingers lightly clasping her wrist, his eyes dark and distant.
Murong Ci almost struggled to pull away his hand, but he understood his intention instantly, and his cheeks were slightly warm, with a thin wisp of red appearing.
??Could it be that he has medical knowledge?
"If His Highness's internal injuries are not diagnosed and treated in time, the root cause of the disease will fall." He sat down next to her and pressed his eyebrows.
"Later, I will send an imperial doctor to come for diagnosis and treatment, so you don't need to worry, Your Majesty."
She perfectly concealed her anxiety and uneasiness, stood up and wanted to leave.
Just now, his fingers touched her wrist lightly, and the slight coolness was more of the gentle heat of the human body The owner of those fingers was that handsome and impressive man. The man's attitude towards her was quite ambiguous. Her behavior is not how one should treat a prince, nor is it normal behavior towards a "man" like her, which is puzzling.
She really didn¡¯t want to be alone with him.
However, as expected, her wrist was held by him again.
Murong Yu spoke in a cool voice, "The decoction prescribed by the imperial physician to Your Highness needs to be taken for ten days to heal the internal injuries."
Murong Ci felt that he was quite unlucky. The injury on his left arm was not healed yet. Today he received another slap, which hurt his internal organs.
"It doesn't matter, ten days will be ten days, it's a bitter taste of medicine." She struggled to break away and was finally liberated. "I have sent people to invite Lord Gu and Shen Zhiyan, the ministers of Dali Temple. I will go and see the assassin first."
"Master Gu and Shen Shaoqing haven't arrived yet, so don't be in a hurry." He said warmly, forcefully pulling her to sit down, "I will heal your highness."
"I dare not trouble the prince." She stood up in a hurry. Who knew if he could crush her internal organs with a casual palm in the name of healing and kill her.
"Murong Yu is a man with deep knowledge, cunning, cunning, and ruthless heart. There is no guarantee that he will really do this."
He sneered sarcastically, "Your Highness, are you worried about losing your life at the hands of this king?"
Murong Ci's heart trembled when he was told about the central matter, but his expression remained unchanged, "The prince has devoted himself to the court and his father, and his loyalty is evident. How could I suspect that the prince has different intentions?"
"In that case, why doesn't His Highness dare to be alone with this king?" He smiled faintly, slightly sarcastically.
"" She gritted her teeth again.
For a moment, she smiled brightly, her teeth as delicate as pearls sparkling, "Since it is the prince's kindness, I will accept it."
In fact, if he really wants to take action, there are many opportunities, not just this one.
She just doesn¡¯t want to be alone with him and have those embarrassing ambiguous things happen again.
So, she sat cross-legged, with her back to him, relaxing her whole body.
Murong Yu stretched out his right palm, keeping a slight distance between his palm and her back. The deep internal energy turned into white energy and flowed from her back into her organs.
She felt a warm air flow coming in, traveling through the meridians, and finally returning to the internal organs
The pain was relieved immediately and her whole body felt comfortable. She closed her eyes and let everything go.
He stared at her, and for some reason, the sleek black hair tied with a purple gold crown turned into a bun surrounded by pearls and gold hairpins The neck was white and graceful, the shoulders were soft, and the waist wrapped in robes was so slender. Hold it tightly, it is as delicate as a crape myrtle flower blooming under the hot sun, with a clear and swaying posture and a fragrant fragrance.
His burning eyes were like a pair of invisible hands, pushing aside the thick fog in front of his eyes, peeling off her robe, and "seeing" the beautiful spring scenery.
After a cup of tea, Murong Ci suddenly?Things that were completed as quickly as possible were processed quickly, and those that were required to be processed within three days were all completed in one and a half days.
If there is any slackness in the court, the order may be demoted by one level, or the serious matter may be dismissed and investigated.
Therefore, all officials in the capital were in deep awe of the regent.
He looked at Shen Zhiyan. Shen Zhiyan looked as if the matter had nothing to do with him, and he felt even more unsure.
Gu Huai had a look of despair on his face. If the king found him guilty, he would definitely be dismissed from his post and investigated.
Ruyi and Qinruo came in and stood on the right side of the imperial case.
Two guards escorted the assassin in. Due to his extraordinary martial arts skills, he suddenly became angry and tied his hands with ropes.
The guard raised his leg and kicked him. The assassin fell to his knees, but he seemed extremely unwilling to kneel down. His face was filled with resentment and reluctance. The assassin's gloomy and cold gaze glanced at the two people on the imperial desk and the book desk, and his face was suddenly filled with overwhelming hatred and murderous intent.
Gu Huai shouted and asked: "Why did you assassinate His Majesty? Do it quickly and truthfully to avoid the pain of flesh and blood, otherwise"
The assassin said viciously: "The foolish king is debauched and fatuous, and everyone will find it and kill him."
"Bold!" Liu An shouted sternly, "If you don't tell the truth, we will let you taste eighteen kinds of torture. If you have any other accomplices, recruit them quickly!"
"Everyone, please be patient and listen to His Highness's interrogation." Shen Zhiyan smiled elegantly, believing that His Highness had understood everything.
"Anguiren, you are well." Murong Ci sneered meaningfully.
The three words "Anguiren" are like a big stone thrown into a blue lake, causing ripples in circles.
Even Gu Huai, a foreign minister, knew something about what An Guiren had done more than ten years ago. Perhaps only Murong Yu didn't know.
When the assassin heard this, a hint of surprise flashed through his clear eyes, but he did not speak.
Shen Zhiyan was a little confused, "He is from Angui? Angui from Chunwu Academy?"
Qin Ruo walked over and took off the chambermaid's hat on the assassin's head, and a head of gray hair appeared in front of everyone. Then, Qin Ruo loosened the assassin's hair. In this way, Angui's true appearance was revealed to the world.
Liu An stared at An Guiren with a lot of curiosity and doubt in his eyes, but he remained silent.
An Guiren held his head high with his neck raised, his expression was stubborn and cold, without any fear.
This face is covered with fine wrinkles, with good eyebrows, and the beauty of youth can be vaguely seen. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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