Chapter Twenty-Six: Wrath

Murong Zhaoyang's work efficiency is too high, but in a day and a night, those old things, those dirty past things that can't see the light, are all put on the bookcase in his study, and after carefully reading the things that have been investigated, Murong Zhaoyang still can't help but drop the teacup!

To tell the truth, Murong Zhaoyang, who has been a man for two lifetimes, although he is spoiled by Murong Xin and Liu Fuyao, has the spirit and arrogance that he should have at his age, but after all, he has seen too much, sunny, not light, too dirty, too miserable, and rarely has anything that can make him angry.

Originally, the injuries on his body were not healed, his body had lost too much blood, and now his emotions were a little out of control, Murong Zhaoyang felt weak, his eyes were black for a while, he was holding the book case with both hands, breathing rapidly, and the physical discomfort could not suppress the tumbling and nausea in his heart.

Murong Xin and Liu Fuyao, who got the news, hurried to the study, and what they saw was a mess and a pale face, as well as Murong Zhaoyang who closed his eyes tightly and was soaked, Murong Xin quickly stepped forward to help his son aside, let him lean in his arms, and said anxiously: "Hurry up and let people invite the imperial doctor!" ”

"Father, no!"

"Zhaoyang, let the Imperial Doctor take a look first." Liu Fuyao carefully knelt in front of his son, holding his son's hand and softly comforting him.

After taking a few deep breaths, Murong Zhaoyang opened his eyes and said a little weakly: "Father, princess, I'm fine, let me slow down for a while." ”

"Then the concubine can see if the wounds on your body are broken?" After a pause, Liu Fuyao was reluctant to refute his son at this time, so he retreated to ask.

Weakly shook the hand of the concubine, Murong Zhaoyang smiled at her reluctantly: "Concubine, it's okay, I'm just a little excited, it's okay, just slow down." ”

Murong Xin and Liu Fuyao were reluctant at this time, and let their son bother with his efforts, so he didn't act for the time being, according to Murong Zhaoyang's words, Murong Xin carefully changed his movements, so that his son was more comfortable in his arms, and Liu Fuyao gently wiped the cold sweat on his son's face with a handkerchief.

In the middle of the ring, Murong Zhaoyang felt a little better, opened his eyes and smiled at Murong Xinliu's soothing smile, and whispered: "Let my father, princess and concubine worry, is it my son's." ”

"Zhaoyang, don't talk about this, can you tell your father, the princess, and the princess, what are you?"

Raising his eyes to see the worry on his father's face, and then at the mother concubine in front of him, feeling distressed and worried in the eyes of the upper mother, Murong Zhaoyang paused for a moment, and said softly: "Mother, you go back first, I'll talk to my father about something, I have nothing to do with my mother, but I'm a little emotional, don't worry, let people prepare some food, and the mother concubine will accompany me to eat later, okay?" ”

"Okay, then Zhaoyang be careful, the mother concubine asked someone to prepare some food you like." Liu Fuyao glanced at Murong Xin, said softly to Murong Zhaoyang, and after he agreed with a smile, he got up and left.

Looking at the back of Liu Fuyao leaving, Murong Zhaoyang restrained the smile on his face, and with the help of Murong Xin, he knelt down, took a deep breath and said, "Father, the things on the bookcase, Father will take a look at it first." ”

Murong Xin saw that his son's face was better, so he got up and came to the bookcase, flipped through it, and half-loud, Murong Xin got up tremblingly, kicked over the bookcase, gritted his teeth and looked at his son with a hideous face, and under the action of his son's nod, his breath suddenly couldn't be suppressed!

Murong Zhaoyang looked at his father's anger with nowhere to vent a little calmly, and after a while, he spoke: "Yuluo is only a teenager, and she looks down on life and death at a young age, so I don't feel at ease, so I asked people to carefully check what she has experienced in the past ten years, but I didn't expect that it would involve such an old incident." ”

"At that time, I saw that the Lord of the Temple loved Yuluo very much, so I wanted to see the origin of the Lord of the Temple, but I didn't expect to check this, Father, this is a taboo in the palace, how can it be easily found out by me?"

Murong Xin listened to his son's words, tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, came to his son and knelt down, and then said softly: "Back then, my aunt's palace caught fire and burned many people to death, but the corpse did not match the number of people in the palace. ”

"The queen mother raised her little aunt as a daughter, and she was dissatisfied with this ending, the queen mother's status was unstable at that time, and my brother and I were not favored by the emperor, but the queen mother and we did not stop on this matter, and the first emperor could not be too harsh on us, so he killed most of the palace people in the palace."

"The matter of the little aunt was covered up, at that time, the queen mother was only in charge of a small half of the palace affairs, and most of the power of the imperial brother was in the court, and I only held the military power of the Praetorian Guard and the small half, and I couldn't interfere in the harem at all, not to mention the cover of the emperor!"

Looking at Murong Xin, who was panting, Murong Zhaoyang said with some distress: "Father, you can't be blamed for this matter, nor can you blame the emperor's grandmother and imperial uncle, the first emperor is the emperor, and he has something to cover up, whether it is the emperor's grandmother or the father and the emperor's uncle, you can't do anything about it!" ”

"I know, even after the death of the first emperor, why didn't I think to investigate this matter? At that time, the three of us mother and son were in the palace city, and it was almost difficult for the emperor to suppress them, if it weren't for the little aunt, it was unknown whether I could hold on, but why didn't I think about going to investigate carefully? Murong Xin said with annoyance.

Murong Zhaoyang looked at him and comforted him softly: "Father, this matter was covered up by my father, you all think that my sister-in-law and grandmother were buried in the fire, what can you find out even if you investigate?" I can find out now, and that's because it didn't start from Miyagi, but around my sister-in-law's grandmother. ”

"Zhaoyang, who else knows about this?"

After a pause, Murong Zhaoyang looked at his father and said softly: "In addition to our father and son, it is a few secret guards who investigated this matter, I just got these things, I looked at it and couldn't help it, so I recruited my father, the princess, and the princess!" ”

"That's good, don't let your mother know about this matter, I'll go to see my little aunt first and then make plans, for so many years, I don't know if my little aunt is still willing to recognize us, not to mention that I and your imperial uncle still have the blood of the first emperor on our bodies, that is a brute, I know that he is mediocre, right and wrong, but I can't imagine that he can do this, so brazen, so ......"

"Father! What he did has nothing to do with you, the imperial grandmother and the imperial uncle and the father, you don't know, it is the sin he did, father, meditate! Seeing Murong Xin's hideous face and red eyes, Murong Zhaoyang immediately interrupted him.

This matter is a mess, they are all relatives connected by blood, but the father and the sister-in-law and grandmother have a deep relationship, and the sister-in-law and grandmother are still victims, the first emperor and the father-king family have a weak relationship, and they have done such an unethical thing, but the situation at that time, the father's family is weak, and the king of God is simply hitting the stone with an egg.

Later, if it weren't for the sudden death of the first emperor, there would be no time to arrange anything, and the father would not be able to quickly protect the emperor's uncle on the throne by virtue of the forbidden army in his hand and the identity of the prince of the lineage!