Because the Xirong Palace is the highest in Xirong, the temperature difference between it and the bottom of the mountain is huge, so when the people at the bottom of the mountain put on two thick clothes, the snow-white palace has already fallen the first snow of the year.

"Banana taro, are you true?"

King Sijon held a bantam cup in his hand, as if he was very interested in it, and his eyes did not distinguish a trace of afterglow from the banana potato kneeling below.

Jiao Taro felt that her calves were already weak, but she still replied calmly: "That's right, Your Majesty, the slave maid has heard those Dayu people planning more than once. ”

"What are you planning?"

"Plotting...... Something that endangers us in Sijon. ”

"What do you think they can do to us?" King Xijon handed the bantam cup to the banana taro: "This is a new luminous cup made by the workers, is it beautiful?" ”

Banana taro was stunned for a moment, his eyes only glanced at the cup hurriedly, and he didn't dare to look at it at all: "Okay... Pretty. ”

There was a loud bang.

King Xijon let go of his hand carelessly, and threw the luminous cup straight to the ground, and the beautiful glass shattered into pieces, and there was a trace of mutilated beauty.

"It's good-looking, it's not useless."

Banana taro felt that he couldn't contain the trembling of his body.

"So... That's why you're here to plead guilty? ”

King Xirong's eyes showed disappointment: "As long as there is no substantial evidence, Baohua will definitely protect her." ”

"The slave and maid found someone to beat that red claw, so bad... It's good to be able to get angry. ”

"Tsk, you're really interesting, it's obviously a personal grudge, and now you say it's for me to be angry?" A trace of bloodthirsty cruelty flashed in King Xirong's eyes, and before Banana Taro wanted to ask for mercy, a fragment of a luminous cup was sandwiched between his index and middle fingers and slashed behind her ear.

A gust of wind moved.

Banana taro felt that his heart was about to jump out, and after a breath, he felt that his head was still on his neck, and suddenly there was a joy for the rest of his life.

"The King forgives sins! Forgive the King! ”

Banana taro quickly knelt down and kept kowtowing to King Xirong.

The white forehead vigorously touched the hard floor tiles, and the banana taro suddenly felt as if something warm was flowing out, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch it behind his ear.

Blood.

A large expanse of blood stained her palms, matching her frightened and blank eyes.

Seeing this scene, King Xijon felt that his mood was a little better, so he beckoned to her compassionately: "Come here." ”

Banana taro's body shook, and he crawled over hand and foot together, his eyes shining with hope.

"Poof."

The sharp blade stabbed into the flesh with a slight piercing sound, and King Xijon held the hair of the banana potato in one hand and thrust the glass shard straight into it along the cut wound with the other.

Blood splattered out at once, on the floor tiles, on the throne, on his hands, and in his eyes.

Banana taro struggled desperately, but she couldn't escape the confinement of King Xirong, until she felt that her vitality was getting weaker and weaker, and her eyes revealed deep regret.

If... If only I had followed my wife wholeheartedly.

But there are no ifs in the world, and everyone has to pay the price for the choices they once made.

Seeing that Banana Taro's eyes had lost their brilliance, King Xirong seemed to have seen the performance to the end, and threw her to the ground casually, and the palace people who were waiting for him bowed their heads tacitly and came in to deal with the scene, and the movements were skillful, as if they had already done it thousands of times.

When the palace was as clean as new as at the beginning, the king of Xirong moved, ordered someone to leave the corpse of the banana taro to be placed well, and confirmed that Yeli Baohua was in the court, so he confidently sent someone to announce Zhong Zhuyu and Hongclaw.

He wanted to see who could save them now!

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"Zhong Shuyu, your people deliberately want to take revenge on our Xirong female officer, do you have to give me an explanation?"

King Sijon crouched on his throne in a smiling posture.

Zhong Shuyu glanced at the corpse of the banana taro placed in the middle as if she was afraid that she would not be able to see it, and replied unhurriedly: "Back to the king, the banana taro was not killed by Hongclaw. ”

"Oh? Is there any evidence? ”

Zhong Zhiyu sighed deeply in his heart, the other party was the king of Xirong, and it was useless for him to put on a set of who advocated and who would provide evidence, and he slandered this king of Xirong tirelessly to find trouble for her, and he was really panicked, and asked: "Since the king said that it was the person who was killed by Hongclaw, where did Hongclaw kill him?" What time to kill someone? And how did you kill people? ”

"In Yeli Mansion, just now, I cut my neck and died of heavy bleeding."

King Sijon looked directly at her and answered them one by one.

"Really?" Zhong Zhiyu met his gaze without fear: "But I look, it seems that the banana taro was killed in this palace?" ”

"Oh? Why did Miss Chung say this? ”

Zhong Zhiyu seemed to be very tired and sighed, glanced at Hongclaw, who had been dead-eyed, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, can you not treat us as fools, you haven't changed your clothes with so much blood!" ”

King Xirong looked down at the "blood spattered map" on his body, and his face did not change: "This is chicken blood." ”

Okay, anyway, you want to find a crime to punish us.

Zhong Zhuyu sat on the ground with Hongzhuo: "Then there is nothing to say about Shuyu, please do it to the king." ”

King Xirong narrowed his eyes dangerously, he found that this time, Zhong Zhuyu didn't seem to be afraid of him: "Are you waiting for Baohua to save you?" It's time to go to court, and when she receives the news, I'm afraid the corpse will be cold. ”

"Not necessarily."

The corners of Zhong Shuyu's mouth hooked a meaningful arc, and he chatted with King Xirong unhurriedly: "To be honest, you must be very easy to be the king." ”

"Huh?"

The alarm bell in King Xirong's mind was loud, and he cautiously did not answer, and wanted to kill him directly, but he was really curious in his heart, and wanted to hear what she had to say.

"According to what I have seen during the days I have been in Xirong, it seems that the king does not need to go to the court or take care of the government, and it is enough to care about the things he wants to care about all day long."

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I envy the king's life." Zhong Shuyu stretched: "It's just that if I were the king, wouldn't I dare to hand over the power to others so reassuringly." ”

"After all, we have a saying in Dayu that people's hearts are separated from their stomachs. How do you know what's going on in someone's stomach? ”

King Xirong frowned, and a suitable glass shard slipped out of his sleeve to bully forward: "You are actually provoking Gu and Baohua!" ”

Zhong Zhiyu dodged as soon as he returned to the wind, and he didn't even straighten his legs, but in the blink of an eye, he was sitting farther away from the door.

"The king misunderstood the grass people, and the grass people just chatted with the king."

Zhong Zhiyu raised a malicious smile, and when King Xirong stepped forward again, he glanced at Hongclaw, and greeted him unhurriedly, skillfully avoiding the vital point, allowing the sharp glass shards to cut her shoulders directly.

The wound was not big, but it was very deep, and the pain made Zhong Shuyu snort, and then under the hint of Hongclaw's eyes, he fell straight to the left.

Impartially, he smashed directly at the feet of Yeli Baohua who hurried over, and his head made contact with the ground, making a muffled crashing sound.

Before falling into a coma, Zhong Zhuyu couldn't help sighing, alas, he really grew up, and he even used this kind of scheming routine of inner house fighting!