As a child who was wiped out not long after the age of ten, how could he possibly think about these things?

As a young master who grew up under his father's love since he was a child, he was full of longing and admiration for his father, and he fantasized all day long that he would one day be able to serve the country like his father and gallop on the battlefield, how could he ever think about these things?

He covered his head...... Pain and reluctance linger in my mind.

It's like someone holding an awl and hammer and constantly chiseling their head!

"Impossible...... It can't be ......"

The crown prince swallowed a mouthful of blood and said loudly: "How is this impossible? You traitor! Before your father was killed, he even expressed his willingness to confess to some other spies of the Xu Yan Kingdom who were dormant in our country to beg for his life! He is a wreck who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"It's impossible...... It's absolutely impossible......"

"Also, do you know what happened to the women of good families who were insulted by your father? Many of those women hanged themselves! Even if some of them survived the humiliation, once they married back, your father would send someone to kill their whole family!

"No...... ♂ No......! No, ..................!"

"And many more...... Do you want Prince Ben to say it one by one? The case record of your Murong family's bastard accounts is written all over a large room! The father forced Prince Ben's back to be so ripe that he was about to bleed!"

"I said it...... This, no, can, can, !!"

Finally, Murong Minglan stretched out her hand violently and grabbed the prince's throat again. Slam into the wall next to you!

The wall, which had already begun to appear a little slack, began to crumble under this slam. Shattered! Revealing the thick pile of rocks behind it!

"These are all unjust, all of them are trumped-up charges!!

He stared at the eyes of the prince in the palm of his hand. shouted loudly -

"Now...... I command you, say, 'The Murong family is loyal to the monarch and patriotic, and the Murong family was unjustly killed because the Holy One fell for a divisive scheme,' and said, !!"

Prince Wushui didn't speak, his head was stuck and lifted upward, and those eyes were even more full of disdain and self-esteem looking at Murong Minglan.

This kind of disdainful and contemptuous gaze is the so-called resistance that this mortal is now facing the immortals.

It's just that......

This kind of vision made Murong Minglan feel even angrier and more hateful! At the same time, ...... A deep sense of shame, before this look. As if his whole body was stripped naked, the unconcealed shame began to ...... from the bottom of his heart Rises unexpectedly......

"Don't look at me like that...... I don't allow you to look at me like that!!"

He began to feel a little dreadful.

It's funny, an immortal...... Such a status is simply an unattainable existence for those mortals who are originally just doing nothing...... Now, because of the eyes of a mortal, can you be afraid?

One of Murong Minglan's hands was still holding the Misty Water Prince, while his other hand was still grasping. But he unconsciously raised it and covered his face.

"Don't look at me......! You are not allowed to look at me like that!! I'm not wrong...... My father was a hero...... Our Murong family is framed...... I will kill you...... If you look at me like that again, I'll kill you! I'll kill you!!"

Obviously, now, the prince is scarred. Immobile.

However, Murong Minglan was more like a wounded beast, roaring wildly.

He covered his face. The indescribable sense of shame made him not even dare to raise his head in front of this prince.

I don't know when it started, tears. began to roll out of the corners of his eyes. He wanted to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, but the more he wiped them. The more tears flowed uncontrollably.

In my memory, my childhood life that was once so perfect now feels so far away, why is it so far away?

Before he was destroyed, whose life was it that he lived?

Is it your own? The amiable father, the kind mother, the honor of the Murong family, and the dignity of the victorious general who fought on the battlefield......!

All one qiē...... Are they all fake?

Everything in my childhood memories...... All...... It's all fake???

“.............................. No...... No way...... It can't be fake...... It's not true......! It can't be true!"

Murong Minglan's hand let go. He covered his face and stepped back as if he were afraid.

The manic cherry blossom petals in the air began to gradually quiet down at this moment, slowly ...... Slowly, it floated down......

"It's not true...... You're lying...... Lying. ”

After a long time, Murong Minglan's hands finally slowly let go.

And behind these hands, this originally gentle and handsome face, but at this moment, it has become so hideous and terrifying.

Like a demon returning from hell, his eyes shone fiercely, his lips turned open, and his teeth were as sharp as a wolf. The saliva at the corners of his mouth mixed with tears extended to his chin, his facial muscles twitched and piled up, and his cheeks were bulging.

The petals of the cherry blossoms that had been falling slowly are no longer falling, but are suspended in mid-air. These blade-like petals were fierce and sharp, and the sharpest end was all aimed at the dying prince.

"These lies...... It's outrageous. Outrageous. In your words, my father...... After the death of my grandfather, I was even more stupid, openly rebelling, openly challenging your royal family, and even stupidly thinking that what I had done was seamless, and thinking that Lao Tzu was the best in the world...... How could there be such a stupid person? Such a stupid person...... How could it be my father?!"

The prince sneered and said softly, "It's a pity...... Now it seems that your father ...... It's so stupid indeed......"

In an instant, Murong Minglan's eyes lit up with a fierce light! And those cherry blossom petals suspended in the air finally stabbed towards the body of the misty prince without mercy......

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"According to the decree, today is the last of the three trials -- the martial arts test! Those who are horses must have the corresponding strength to ensure the health of Princess Shaohua's jade body. In order to increase the difficulty, this field will be stopped at the end of the trial, and anyone who kills or injures human life will be disqualified.

The summer rainstorm is so violent and so unpredictable.

In front of Houdemen, which has long been an ocean, there are still crowds of people around the square.

The rich and noble families could build a small canopy to stand underneath, while the poor families could put up an umbrella and look forward to the situation on the field.

Today is the final competition.

And on that high platform, the royal car that appeared in the second competition is also coming as scheduled today.

Behind the curtain, a young girl was looking forward to it, anxiously searching for her target in the crowd below.

Sonata held an umbrella and stood beside the princess's royal car. Her eyes were fixed on the field, but she also looked at the edge of the field in confusion.

Ding Dangxiang raised his head from time to time, and exchanged eyes with the slightly chubby palace maid, and both sides could see each other's doubts and predicaments from each other's eyes.

And today's predicament is nothing else, because the only team of the Misty Water Country that could compete with the Good King Mansion did not appear today.

Similarly, the other Guanghan Palace team that assisted the Foggy Water Country was also like evaporating from the world, disappearing without a trace.

Without such two teams, Zhuge Wei of the Good King Mansion can be said to be proud on the field!

None of the others dared to step forward to resist this little prince head-on, and they could say that they were unwilling or daring.

This kind of battle seems a bit boring, and the four entourages on the side of the Good King Mansion all have some strength, and they don't need their master to take action at all. (To be continued......)