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She leaned on the carriage, thinking of Yun Jun'er's innocent smiling face, her heart hurt inexplicably.

It was a heart-wrenching pain, a pain in the face of the death of a loved one.

Yun Jun'er treats her very well, and doesn't ask for anything from her, just out of sincere liking and really being good to her, such a person, no matter what era it is, is extremely rare.

Qiu Ci sincerely regards her as his friend, and treats her as if he were his sister and relatives.

Unexpectedly, she would just leave.

Qiu Ci's fists clenched tightly, she was absolutely and would never let go of the murderer who killed Yun Jun'er!

The carriage came to a halt abruptly, and a voice rang out outside the curtain.

"Small rice balls."

It's Zhao Jingheng!

Qiu Ci was in a bad mood now, and he didn't want to deal with him, so he didn't even open the curtain, so he said in the air, "What's the matter with Your Highness?" ”

The curtain outside the carriage was violently opened, revealing a man's face.

Zhao Jingheng stepped up, lifted his robe and got into the carriage.

Qiu Ci's face was expressionless, "Your Highness, please respect yourself." ”

Zhao Jingheng leaned into the carriage indifferently, "Don't be nervous, I'm just here to talk to you." ”

Qiu Ci was silent, and his face was still covered with frost.

Yun Jun'er's death hit her hard, and she didn't find out the murderer with her own hands, which is really difficult to understand the hatred in her heart!

Although Zhao Jingheng is hateful, he is really nothing compared to the fierce and cruel murderer, especially since he helped the Yun family just now and invited Meng Bishun to investigate the matter.

In this matter, Akiji is grateful to him.

Pursing her lips, she spat out two words, "Thank you." ”

Zhao Jingheng looked at her with some incredulity, and shrank back, "You, you, you...... Don't get me wrong, the master is just here to talk to you, don't think too much, the master will not accept your thanks, let alone make a promise to you......"

Qiu Ci glanced at him silently, not wanting to explain.

Because she knew he was playing dumb.

She looked up and looked out the window coldly.

Kyoto is very lively in early spring, with red and purple flowers decorating the ground, and girls in thin cigarette skirts walking around the streets, adding a touch of beauty to the scenery of early spring.

The song of the warbler and the swallow language, a hundred flowers bloom.

Such a spring will not be lonely because of the withering of a girl.

A girl ran down the street with a candy man in her hand, followed by an older boy, who chased after her, shouting, "Little sister, slow down, don't fall......"

The girl turned her head, grinned at him, and raised the sugar man in her hand in response, "Brother, hurry up, or I won't give you candy man." ”

After saying that, he turned around and ran again, and the boy behind him was sweating.

Autumn word nose suddenly a little pantothenic.

The original Yun Jun'er, isn't that exactly such a girl?

Zhao Jingheng saw that she didn't speak for a long time, so he simply turned his face over, but he didn't expect to see Qiu Ci's eyes reddened, as if there was a faint water light about to burst out.

He was startled.

"Hey, don't cry~~~" He said a little incoherently, "I said that if I don't want you to make a promise, you will cry, don't think that if you cry, I will let you make a promise, the master doesn't eat this set of ......"

It's not that he hasn't seen girls crying, since he was a child, the girls he bullied don't know how much, crying more and more, but he never pities them.

He has never been a man of pity.

Crying is a sign of weakness, a sign of cowardice, he doesn't like crying girls.

But she was different.

He had never cried before the woman he had met, not even when he had been taken captive.

Not to mention when you kill bandits, so ruthless, so decisive!

In Zhao Jingheng's heart, Qiu Ci will not cry, she has nothing to do with the word crying!

Qiu Ci raised his sleeve and wiped a handful of tears, glared at him viciously, and still didn't speak.

Zhao Jingheng is a neurotic, who will take care of a neurotic!

Seeing that she didn't cry, Zhao Jingheng breathed a sigh of relief.

He patted his chest and said, "I'll just say, you can't solve the problem by crying." "But what was the matter with his inexplicable panic just now?

"Do you know who the killer is?" Qiu Zi suddenly raised her eyes and asked him, her eyes soaked in tears were extremely cold, and she stared at him so straight, as if she wanted to look into the depths of his soul.

Zhao Jingheng looked at her and did not answer.

Qiu Ci continued to ask, "Why do you want to help the Yun family?" ”

Zhao Jingheng not only didn't answer, but also turned his head away.

"You know who the murderer is, but you can't say it directly, so you ask Jiguo Gong to find Meng Bishun." Qiu Ci continued to ask, "Am I right?" ”

Zhao Jingheng naturally would not help the Duke of the Kingdom for no reason.

If she used to think that Zhao Jingheng was just a dissolute and lazy prince, but now she would definitely not think so.

A person who can sit in the position of the crown prince by her own means, if she dares to ease him again, then she is a fool!

The reason why Zhao Jingheng helped the Jiguo Mansion was definitely not out of sympathy, but because of another layer of relationship.

And this relationship is nothing more than interests.

He had just taken the position of crown prince, but he was not sitting steadily, and he needed the support of officials in China, the DPRK and China.

And this time, it is the best opportunity to win over Jekookong.

As for why he didn't win over the Ning family, Qiu Ci guessed that it was probably because the Ning family was the queen mother's person, and if he married Ning Yanyi, it would be equivalent to putting half of the power in his hands in the hands of the queen mother, and he would still be subject to the queen mother in the future.

Zhao Jingheng is ambitious, he doesn't want to be controlled by anyone, and he doesn't want to be the second emperor who is subject to others.

The current emperor is in a hurry to stabilize the imperial power, so he married a woman he didn't like to be the queen, and since then he has been subject to the Yang family, and later, he will do everything possible to eradicate the Yang family and fill in the hole he dug for himself.

The results he has caused are obvious.

Three generations of loyal Yang family were beheaded.

The Yang family is indeed powerful and threatens the emperor's imperial power, but among them, there is also the reason why the emperor spoils and indulges them.

If it weren't for the fact that from the beginning, the emperor made the daughter of the Yang family the empress, and later showed his trust in the Yang family, the Yang family would not have developed to this day, nor would it have become a powerful family in Kyoto.

The Yang family's today is not just the Yang family's own fault.

The power is too great, the merit is high, the emperor will never tolerate them, but unfortunately, until death, they can't understand this truth.

It seemed that after a long time, Zhao Jingheng smiled suddenly.

"I really can't hide it from you." He said.

Qiu Ci's heart sank, he really knew the truth and knew who the murderer was!