Chapter 970: This move is ruthless and vicious enough

Zhuo Nan was about to get mad when she heard the prince's words, Jing Rong took her hand, one of the fingers touched the back of her hand, Zhuo Nan immediately turned off the fire, but stared at the prince with unkind eyes.

Jing Rong looked at the prince with cold eyes and said: "You can catch the prime minister this time, my wife has made a lot of contributions, if she hadn't designed to deceive the prime minister, he would have gone away." ”

Everyone was shocked! Their eyes stared at Zhuo Nan all of a sudden, and they couldn't believe that the woman with an unscrupulous reputation in front of them would kill her relatives in righteousness, and even deceived back the cunning prime minister with superior resourcefulness!

The prince was also shocked, but he quickly came back to his senses and looked at Jing Rong and smiled: "Jing Rong, don't worry, the daughter who married can't splash the water, she is your wife, a person from your Jing Mansion, and your surname is Jing and not Zhuo." If the prime minister does something rebellious, this prince will definitely not implicate the innocent and arrest your wife. ”

The implication was to tell everyone that the prime minister was caught by Jing Rong's strategy, and it was not his wife Zhuo Nan's business at all, but he was worried that Zhuo Nan would be implicated because of the prime minister, so he pushed the credit on her head.

Everyone showed a look of sudden realization, and their eyes moved away from Zhuo Nan's body and fell on Jingrong's body, each in admiration.

Zhuo Nan saw Jingrong's words, no one believed her, and she didn't care. Let go of Jing Rong's hand and walk to the corpse on the wooden board, wanting to make sure that it is not the prime minister.

But just a few steps closer, only from the gap where a few people were standing, he caught a glimpse of the corpse being naked, and suddenly turned to Jing Rong and said, "The moon is so big and round tonight, I will go to the courtyard to admire the moon and wait for you." Without waiting for Jing Rong to answer, he walked straight past his side and walked out.

One of the imperial doctors watched Zhuo Nan suddenly come in and then suddenly turn away, his eyes looking through the open door at the dim moonlight on the ground in the courtyard. Even if you don't go out and look up at the sky, you can see that there is no moon tonight.

I couldn't help but look at my colleague with a puzzled face and asked, "There is a moon tonight?"

His colleague also looked puzzled, until he lowered his head and suddenly saw the naked corpse on the wooden plank.

When the prince saw Zhuo Nan's acquaintance, he immediately greeted Jingrong with a smile on his face. "Jingrong, let's see if the prime minister is really dead or fake. As soon as the prince said this, the people who had surrounded the corpse immediately retreated to both sides.

Jing Rong saw the body of the prime minister who did not even have a fig leaf after his death, and did not approach, but directly took out a strange black dagger from his waist and handed it to the prince.

The prince looked at Jing Rong inexplicably and did not take the dagger.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Jing Rong explained indifferently: "Why bother, just stab him directly in the throat." "Any kind of death can become real death.

Prince: "......" This trick is ruthless and poisonous enough! Why didn't he think of it?!

Everyone: "......" looked at Jing Rong with terrifying eyes. What kind of death fraud can escape by cutting the throat with a knife? It's terrible!

The prince stared at the dagger handed over by Jing Rong with a strange expression, and after pondering, he felt that he shouldn't do it himself. If it is rumored that he will not even let go of the body of the prime minister, how will he sit firmly in the world in the future? After all, people are terrible!

Raising his head and glancing at the imperial doctors, he said, "A few of you come here, take the dagger and stab it at the corpse." ”

Several imperial doctors: "......" all knelt on the ground with a pop.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, we can save people and heal diseases, but we kill people...... The lower officials don't dare, please surrender. ”

The prince frowned and said displeasedly: "What kind of murder? It's just a knife on the corpse, why don't you dare?"

The Imperial Doctors. "......" is a nice thing to say, why don't you go under the knife yourself, but force them!

Kneeling on the ground and silencing, with an attitude of silent resistance.

The prince was angry, turned his face to look at Jing Rong and said: "A few of them are cowardly and despicable, since this matter was proposed by you, you will definitely not refuse to cut a knife on the corpse to verify the authenticity." "Deliberately using the method of agitation.

Jing Rong played with the dagger and suddenly asked, "You want to cut her father's throat with a dagger in front of her insiders?"

Prince: "......" Zhuo Nan who is in the way! Is Jingrong doing it on purpose?!

Wu An, who was standing behind the crown prince, suddenly strode towards the corpse, instantly attracting everyone's attention, and the moment the sword came out of its sheath, it slashed at the corpse's throat.

The corpse had been dead for a long time, not even a drop of blood had flowed out of the wound, and there was no blood stained on the sword, but Wu An still took out a handkerchief and wiped the sword with great care.

The prince was a little unhappy in his heart, Wu An made up his own mind, but didn't say anything, walked forward and squatted beside the corpse, and looked carefully by the light of the candle.

When he saw that the corpse had been cut by a sword but did not bleed, he confirmed that it was really dead and could not die again.

There was a sound of footsteps in his ears, and he turned his head to see that it was Jing Rong coming over, stood up and asked suspiciously: "Could this corpse not be the prime minister?" The prime minister is cunning and cunning, and he has not seen it with his own eyes after returning to the west so simply, and he always feels cheating! Because he remembered that his stand-in was killed by the five princes.

Kneeling on the ground: "...... the prince can really toss! But it's always good to be cautious."

Jing Rong handed over the dagger in his hand again.

The prince stiffened and twitched the corners of his mouth. “…… You're going to let me skin it this time?"

Jing Rong nodded in affirmation.

Prince: "......" glared at him with angry eyes. "Qing Yi next to you is a martial arts master, haven't you seen anything when you walked the rivers and lakes before? Let him come over and carefully identify the authenticity of the corpse. "Don't bother you Jingrong, this time it's okay!

His eyes crossed the scene and fell directly on Qing Yi behind him.

Qing Yi's face was cold, as if he had not heard it. Without Jingrong's orders, he would not move like a zombie.

Jing Rong didn't look back, but suddenly shouted: "Qingyi." The moment his wrist flipped, he put away the dagger.

Qing Yi, who had a cold face, walked towards the corpse, squatted down and carefully inspected every inch of the prime minister's face with his hands, including the back of his head, behind his ears and on his neck.

Only after half a sound did he stand up and look at Jing Rong and said, "Confirm that the prime minister is undoubted." Then he retreated to stand behind Jing Rong again.

Only then did the prince truly believe that the deceased was the prime minister himself, and grinned at Jing Rong and said, "Let's go, go to the main hall and have a few drinks with me." "He still has important matters to discuss with Jing Rong, there are a few imperial doctors here, and it is inconvenient.

Jing Rong bowed slightly. "Wait a minute, Prince. He suddenly took off his robe and threw it with his hand, which happened to cover the body of the prime minister.

The prince looked at Jing Rong's actions, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Thinking that he might be looking at Zhuo Nan's face to leave the last dignity for the dead prime minister, he didn't stop it.