Yao Jin saw that Murong Zihua flashed into a room on the east side of the door familiarly, and when she entered the door, she also sprinkled something at the door, and before she could ask more, the person had already been thrown on a bed in the inner room.

"Ahh......h

"Minor injuries. Murong Zihua quickly looked around, grabbed a small pebble from the bonsai next to him, and waved it out with both hands at the same time, and all the doors and windows were closed tightly.

"Even if you close the doors and windows, they can still come in and arrest us!" Yao Jin grabbed his arm tightly with some hope and asked, "Is there a secret passage here?" Is there also an underground secret room like Biyuan? Where is the entrance!"

"No, there are no secret passages and no secret rooms. ”

Yao Jin suddenly lost his color, and said angrily: "Then you have a fart for running here! Waiting to be caught in the urn? Are you stupid or lacking!"

Murong Zihua frowned and looked at Yao Jin: "A girl's family, or the lord of the dignified princess Li Dynasty's domain, can you speak more elegantly?" I said that I would send you out of the palace, I will not break my word, stay quietly, I have my own way." ”

"Hmph, just the way you are now, in this place where we are now, what confidence do you have not to break your word? Could it be that this lord of the East Palace and the prince of the palace will still be your long-lost good brother, and will betray his father to save us for you!"

"Maybe, yes. There was a slight smile on the corner of Murong Zihua's mouth, and suddenly he heard a shout outside the door, and hurriedly grabbed Yao Jin and hid behind a screen next to the bed.

Since it was the Prince's East Palace, the Praetorian Guards really didn't dare to enter the house at will to search, and Zhang Changyan, the deputy commander of the Forbidden Army, chased them to the prince's study where they were hiding, and saw that not only the doors and windows of this house were closed, but there seemed to be a strange fragrance at the door. He didn't speak, but with a wave of his hand, the people below quickly dispersed, and in a moment they surrounded the study tightly.

"Hurry up and ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to come over. ”

"Yes!"

But after half a cup of tea, Wen Ziwu came to this study with a solemn face, he didn't plan to come over, thinking that it was important to capture the assassins, and there was nothing unsightly in his study, so he didn't need to go to see it in person, just let the forbidden army enter the house and arrest people. But when he heard the Praetorian Guards say that the assassin seemed to have deliberately run a long way to his east palace, and as soon as he entered the palace, he went straight to the study, and he always felt that something was wrong in his heart, so he still came.

Sure enough, as soon as he approached the door of the study, the smell of his déjà vu came into his nose, looking at the closed doors and windows, turning around and looking at the forbidden army with a solemn face, Wen Ziwu hesitated for a moment in his heart, and finally said slowly: "There are a lot of valuable things in the study, so let's go in from the palace to take a look." ”

"But His Royal Highness the Prince, the origin of the assassin is unknown, and it may be a witch who can practice witchcraft, you go in alone, Weichen is really not at ease!"

Zhang Changyan's words were not unreasonable, and Wen Ziwu didn't want to oppose him, but in this room, his hand was on the door, and Zhang Changyan also followed up the steps, Wen Ziwu looked at the saber on his waist, slowly exhaled, pulled out the sword, and said softly: "If he really dares to hurt his father, the palace will let him add color to this sword!"

Wen Ziwu as the crown prince, Wei and martial arts, naturally practiced martial arts since childhood, kung fu is not bad, but he is gentle, almost no one in the palace has seen him use weapons, at this moment saw him holding a sword and pushing the door in, and quickly snapped the door shut, which made Zhang Changyan stunned for a moment, and finally retreated down the steps.

And Wen Ziwu, who entered the study, saw the blood stains on the floor at a glance, he held his breath and raised his sword and walked towards the inner room, only walked a few steps, but he saw the lonely lotus cup on the tea tray next to him, Wen Ziwu's heart couldn't help but be a little confused, and the hand holding the sword was slowly put down.

"Ziwu. ”

Behind the screen in the inner room, Murong Zihua walked out calmly, his demeanor was still like Hua Zixu, and he was a little arrogant in his chic, but the face that was quite similar to Wen Ziwu did not have the same sadness as the prince of Wei, he was calm, or rather, he was cold.

"Sure enough, it's you. Wen Ziwu's sword fell to the ground with a "clang", and then he shouted to the door again: "It's okay, don't come in!"

"Ziwu, I'm sorry. Murong Zihua took two steps forward, and his face finally had a trace of unbearability, "I lied to you before, it wasn't my intention." ”

"No...... It doesn't matter if you lie to me, but why would you be with that shrine maiden...... Why did you kill your father, why did you poison him......" Wen Ziwu's eyes showed incomprehension, disappointment and sadness, "You once said that you and Zhen Niangniang didn't hate him, why, why?"

"There are many things that are far more cruel and unbearable than you know, and my mother and I have endured for so many years, just for today. Murong Zihua walked over and picked up the sword on the ground, and handed it back to Wen Ziwu's hand, "When I walk out of here unharmed, his end will come, not only his life, but also the reputation he has disguised for so many years, I will expose those big lies one by one, everything will be on the right path, I will return me, my mother and her whole family to justice, an explanation, and even your crown prince and your future emperor will disappear at that time." Ziwu, if you can't accept it, you can kill me with a sword now, and I will never resist. ”

There was a woman's whining sound behind the screen, and Yao Jin, who was bitten by Murong Zihua and tied up with flowers, heard his words, he was anxious and hateful, for fear that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would be ruthless and give Murong Zihua a sword, and her life would be gone. After all, in this situation, the stakes are so obvious, how could Wen Ziwu let him go!

However, Yao Jin didn't think about it carefully, Murong Zihua had been planning for so many years, how could he hand over his life to a person who would undoubtedly kill him when he was on the line of life and death? Sure enough, Wen Ziwu looked at the sword in his hand, and didn't say a word, neither raising his sword nor making a move, if Yao Jin could see him, he would find that his eyes were red, and the hand holding the sword couldn't stop trembling.

"Why, why! Zihua, you and I are brothers, you and he are father and son, why, why do you have to come to such a point!"

"Was my mother not his wife back then, and your mother not his wife all these years?