"Be a slave for the rest of your life for Young Master Ben, or be pushed out as a shield, you choose." Wang Ziyun's expression made me look at Huoda.

"What if I don't choose either?" I glared angrily.

"Can you still choose it?" Wang Ziyun was surprised.

"Let's not talk about that, how many points do I have now?" I asked.

Earn points for Wang Ziyun's errands, wash out the name of the wanted criminal for 100 points, and make a request for 150 points.

"Add to that the credit for your efforts in finding out the ventilation ducts, even if you're ninety." Wang Ziyundao.

"And what about the real murderer found out this time?" I asked again.

"Well, this has nothing to do with Young Master Ben." Wang Ziyun looked up at the sky, "However, if you can settle the matter of the Happy King, you can be so-so...... I'll give you another 100 points! ”

"That's one hundred and ninety points, and I can make a wish." I say.

"You have to settle the Happy King first." Wang Ziyundao.

"I want your cultivation of light exercises!" I'm cut to the core.

After finishing speaking, no matter what Wang Ziyun's expression was, I turned around and walked towards the Happy King.

"This king sees that your master and servant are making trouble, and he feels uncomfortable." Happy King smiled and said, "The most important thing to be a person is to be happy." ”

Seeing the appearance of Happy Wang, a dead friend who is not dead and poor, I knew that he wanted to take this opportunity to gain something from Wang Ziyun.

It's okay to get benefits, don't mess with me!

"Lord Bai, do you know why Wan Yushen ended up today?" I sighed and asked.

"Do you need to ask? Naturally, because he deserved it. "Happy King.

"Because he- offended me!" I said it word for word.

"Even if that's the reason, that Wan Yushen is just a civilian." The Happy King narrowed his eyes, "Can't even this king offend you?" ”

"Wan Yushen refused to believe what I said, and as a result, he lost his head." I tapped my forehead with a finger, "Lord Bai, what should you do, you can choose for yourself." ”

People who dare to speak to Happy King in this tone, I'm afraid there are not many people in the world, right?

How will he respond?

"This king chooses ......" Happy King said slowly, but his tone changed suddenly: "Take you to blame!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, he reached out and grabbed me.

I rolled backwards.

At the same time, Wang Ziyun made a move.

Hearing a loud bang, Happy King and Wang Ziyun each retreated.

"Who are you to take me accountable?" I steadied myself, and my voice suddenly pitched an octave.

"Just because this king is the king of happiness, the lord of the great desert!" Happy King's voice also increased.

"What did you say?" The corners of my mouth twitched, "You're the Happy King?" Really? ”

Happy King's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Hey." Wang Ziyun leaned close to my ear, "Don't dig it up and say that the true or false Happy King is true, we all guessed wrong......"

"Did you really guess wrong?" I didn't take my eyes off the King of Hearts for a moment, and said loudly. "In this incident, Meng Weisi is dead, General Manager Fei is dead, Wan Daguan is dead, and the biggest benefit is probably you-fake Happy King!"

The sound of breaking ice seemed to be heard in the air.

The Happy King took a step back unconsciously.

"Don't ask for evidence or anything." I said coldly. "The greatest evidence is the mudra!"

"Oh? Want to compare handprints? The Happy King suddenly smiled, "It's the dining towel that Wan Wuxing found, and this king has heard about it." ”

"Not this." I shook my head and said, "Your handprints are of course exactly the same as those on Meng Yulong's body, because they are all your handprints." ”

"And what do you want to say?" Happy King.

"Follow me." I turned and walked away.

The Happy King and the Prince followed me.

We are now in the Demon Fetus Palace, and the Zhinao Palace next door is the Happy King's Bedroom.

I walked straight into the dormitory, stopping at the flipped ******.

"It's better than the mudra, it's better than the one on this!" I pointed to ******.

I saw that inside the ******, on the surface of a large piece of black clay, there was a handprint.

The mudra is not very deep, but it is clear enough.

"This handprint, it seems that we already have it when we first opened the ******?" Wang Ziyun recalled.

"That's right." I nodded, "Idlers are not allowed to come in the dormitory at all, and the only one who can leave this handprint is the Happy King himself!" ”

"Wait, maybe it's the handprint of the maid who came in to clean it, right?" The Happy King shouted, "How can you be sure that this is the Happy King's handprint?" ”

"Oh? What did you just say? "I tilted my head sideways, put my hands to my ears, and made a 'listen' motion.

"I said......" Happy King's face changed suddenly.

He knew he had slipped out.

"Of course I'm not sure it's the handprint of the True Happy King." I laughed, "But you're not sure, are you, fake happy king?" ”

Happy King's face turned pale.

"But if he's fake, what about the real thing?" Wang Ziyun wondered.

"I'm afraid I died a long time ago." I say.

"A long time ago?" Wang Ziyun was surprised.

"I'm not sure how long it will be." I said, "But at least not these two days, because this is a premeditated, planned, organized, and daring case of fake Happy King!" ”

"Premeditated?" Wang Ziyun was even more surprised, "Who is premeditating?" He? ”

"If you want to pretend to be a prince, of course you can't rely on him alone." "I guess there are at least two people involved." ”

"Who?" Wang Ziyun asked.

"Mr. Fei, Wan Da Guan." I say.

"Them?" Wang Ziyun frowned.

"What exactly is going on, I should ask this one." I set my sights on the fake happy king.

After a long silence, the fake happy king finally spoke.

"Prince Yun, dare to ask, what kind of crime is it to pretend to be a king?" He didn't answer my words, but said to Wang Ziyun.

What does he mean by that?

In fact, he is asking about his own fate.

If you are determined to divide my five horses, then why should I waste saliva here?

So after thinking about it again, Wang Ziyun said solemnly: "The Great Desert needs the Happy King, the Happy King is needed to fight against the barbarians, and the Lingzhou trade needs the Happy King." ”

"Oh?" These three needs, listening to the fake happy king is overjoyed.

Wang Ziyun's meaning is obvious: Happy King is not only a person, but also a pivotal position.

If something happens to King Xingxing, it will not only involve the disposal of the Great Desert Territory, but also the distribution of mineral deposits in Lingzhou, which may also cause border conflicts with the barbarians......

In any case, this position always needs someone to sit in it.

As for who to sit on?

Well, it naturally depends on whether you can be a human being.

"Let's talk about it, explain the situation from beginning to end." Wang Ziyun has no sorrow and no joy.

"Yes." The posture of the fake happy king is very low.

He also knew in his heart that his life and death were only in the hands of Wang Ziyun's thoughts.

So, the fake happy king told the whole story in great detail......

(End of chapter)