"I don't want to drink it, what kind of tattered decoction, it's useless to drink it, but my body is being dragged down day by day." Murong Si didn't realize how unfair Liu Ci's attitude towards him was, and he stretched out his hand and wanted to knock over the medicine on the desk, but Liu Ci grabbed his wrist.

"Your Majesty, please calm down, although this medicine can't cure the disease, at least it can make you sleep well."

The cold words came into his ears, and when he raised his head and saw Liu Ci's eyes looking at the dead, Murong Si trembled with rare fear in his heart, and asked with a frown.

"Little Yanagiko, what do you mean by that?"

"Your Majesty, do you know the news that the prince of Li and His Royal Highness the King of Han fled without permission?" Liu Ci didn't pick Murong Si up, only slowly lowered his hand and sat cross-legged next to him.

"The minion originally didn't want to tell His Majesty, so as not to worry and worry about His Majesty, which would affect his rest."

"What kind of bastards who are yang and yin, they ran away without saying a word, and did they still take me seriously? Then why didn't the eyeliner in the capital send me a message? ”

Murong Si pounded the floor and scolded angrily for a few words, until he waited for a while and didn't hear any answer from Liu Ci, and then he realized that he was a little sick.

Liu Ci had a cold face, propped himself on the ground and slowly got up, "Your Majesty, let's drink the medicine first." ”

"I'm asking you!" After saying that, Murong Si only felt more and more angry in his heart, and he was busy stretching out his hand, but he could only pull Liu Ci's sleeve.

didn't expect this action, but a handful of notes fell out of Liu Ci's sleeve. Murong Si took advantage of the fact that he was not so dazzled that he couldn't see things clearly, so he quickly picked up a few and glanced at the contents on them.

As a result, the handwriting on these notes is different, and the content is similar, but they are all sent by eyeliner from various places, about Murong Lin and Murong Xi and the two of them have fled.

"These turned out to be all of them, what kind of identity are you, why did you stop the news of me, you ......" Murong Si was angry, scolded indignantly, and looked at Liu Ci like a ghost standing against the light in front of him, looking at himself condescendingly.

"As I said just now, Your Majesty's condition is getting worse and worse, and I really don't want these little things to disturb Your Majesty's peace." Liu Ci chuckled, then squatted down suddenly, and pinched Murong Si's chin with one hand.

"But now that Your Majesty already knows, then I have nothing to hide. Murong Si, do you know who I am? I've had enough of lying around you for so long! ”

"You presumptuous, presumptuous!" Murong Si had a thick beard on his chin, and Liu Ci didn't want any scars on his body, so as not to be discovered by the time, so he deliberately started here to cover it.

"I am Liu Ci, the son of the Jinzhou Assassin who was unjustly killed by you because of your suspicion, do you know how long I waited for today, I deliberately took everyone in your dormitory, just for today's revenge."

Liu Ci said, and the voice that laughed out was also a little crazy, echoing back and forth in the empty dormitory. Such a loud voice didn't even attract the attention of half of the people, so that Murong Si also believed his words.

"I just don't know if Your Majesty's golden and precious body can withstand my slashing with hatred, so that you can taste the pain of my family being persecuted that day!"

With that, Liu Ci took out an extremely sharp dagger from his arms. Murong Si clearly saw that the dagger was unsheathed, and it just slid on a strand of broken hair in front of his forehead, and the hair immediately broke into two sections and fell to the ground, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble a little.

"You, you must be calm, you dare to openly commit murder against me in the palace, aren't you afraid of death and no place to be buried?"

"I actually made it, am I still afraid of a dead word?" Liu Ci chuckled, and waved the dagger to stab him, but Murong Si was frightened, and hurriedly dodged back, begging for mercy in his mouth.

"You start slowly, whatever you want, I can meet you, if you want to clear up the grievances of your family, it's not impossible, as long as you let me go, I will naturally have benefits for you."

Heh, he really can't see the situation clearly, and he thinks he is the emperor who is high. Liu Ci mocked in his heart, but he didn't intend to kill him in this way, so he pretended to be convinced.

"In that case, then you do what I say. If not, you can wait and see the whole day today, but someone will come to your rescue. ”

"Good, good." Murong Si felt extremely aggrieved in his heart, obviously he was the king of a country, but now he was going to be threatened like this, in addition to a sense of resentment, there was also incomparable melancholy.

Outside the capital, Murong Lin came to a domain closest to Beijing, but the people here didn't know what they heard, so the whole city was under martial law and began to purge the army. Murong Lin came over suddenly, and someone almost stopped him outside the door.

"Go back and tell your lord, and say that this king has something to discuss with him, and if he wants to live in peace for the rest of his life, listen to us."

Just when Murong Lin and Feng Xiaoyue were at a loss, and even thinking about using brute force to climb over the wall and enter, Murong Xi suddenly appeared. The guards of the city gate, you look at me, I see you hesitate for a while, and finally let the city gate go.

The content on the letter that Murong Lin saw was not comprehensive, so he would wait for Murong Xi to come and ask him about it. But Murong Xi concealed it a little, and just said something mysteriously.

"It's hard to go into detail here, in case the people here have ears over the wall. I'll only tell you one thing, the one in the capital is already useless, what we are doing is just self-preservation, and we don't know who will end up with it. ”

"How so? Didn't you look at him a while ago? Murong Lin was taken aback, and exchanged a look with Feng Xiaoyue, and the eyes of both of them were full of disbelief.

It's not that Li Wang Ye Taoguang has been obscure for so long, but this time he actually took a risk, and arranged someone to assassinate Murong Si. Feng Xiaoyue thought and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Thou shalt not speak, thou shalt not speak." Murong Xi noticed the change in Feng Xiaoyue's eyes, but he still didn't have many explanations, just glanced meaningfully, and asked Murong Lin and them to go to the vassal king's mansion together.

In the palace, Murong Si rushed Liu Ci out to get things, trying to struggle to escape, but for some reason, he didn't have any strength in his body, except for a little strength in his hands, he could support his body, and he was almost unable to move.

After a while, Liu Ci pushed the door in and asked to see him, and he didn't rush over to stop anything with such a struggling appearance. He was holding a bright and flickering holy decree in his hand, and there was a desk in Murong Si's dormitory, with its own pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on it.

Liu Ci unfolded the holy light on the desk, and then opened the cinnabar ink, and when he was done, he came over and took Murong Si's right hand and dragged the person over.

Although this action was rude and very insulting, it did no harm, and for Murong Si, it was already very cheap.

"You have a loss of virtue, and it is not the right way to sit on this throne, but you didn't think about repentance at all, but intensified it, just to fulfill your selfish desires, you really don't deserve to sit in this seat,"

Liu Ci threw Murong Si's hand away, mainly because he was afraid that he would do something else, so he only told him to lie on the ground and wait for him to finish negotiating before he would put the person on the seat.

"If you want to live, I will give you a chance to give the throne to King Li, King Li is benevolent, and he will naturally let you go." Liu Ci threw away his hand, stepped over Murong Si's right arm, and turned around and squatted beside him. Murong Si gasped and desperately got up, but he could only barely see Liu Ci's appearance.

"It's just that Chan Rang is enough, but why did you fall in love with Murong Yu, can you be sure that he is the same as the king you imagined?"

It's just someone else, these vassal kings are a few catties and a few taels, and they are all children of the clan, Murong Si naturally knows it, but the only one he disagrees with is Murong Yu.

It's just that he can embroider his legs, he doesn't do things ruthlessly at all, and he is also at the same level as the common people with the respect of the prince, just from these points, it is enough to make Murong Si feel that he Murong Yu has lost the royal face.

"Heh, you are a faint gentleman who is not worthy of virtue, and you are embarrassed to say that others are not matched, do you have this qualification?" Liu Ci snorted coldly, grabbed Murong Si's beard and pushed him back.

"Just from what the prince said, you can see what kind of characters their father and son are, you just need to answer whether you agree or not, otherwise you will die here immediately, or change to another prince, do you think you still have a life?"

Murong Si made him dizzy, although because of his body's slow reaction, he didn't hit the ground heavily and suffered from flesh and skin, but it was really humiliating to be treated like this by a minion.

He thought about it for a while, and felt that what Liu Ci said also made some sense, although he was very unwilling to give Zen to Murong Yu, but if he could save his life, he would stay in the green mountains, and he was not afraid of running out of firewood.

Murong Yu is so weak, as long as he reorganizes his forces, he will definitely be able to start over.

"Okay, I know, you help me up, start grinding, and I just write as you say."

After hearing this, Liu Ci felt uncomfortable and wanted to scold, but he had to endure it first, and wait until he finished writing the holy decree before venting. Murong Si was placed on a stool and made it taller, but it taught him to sober up a little.

Taking a deep breath, Murong Si gritted his back molars and started writing: "Inherit the mandate of heaven, and ...... since he succeeded to the throne"

The holy decree of Chan Rang must first count his own mistakes, Murong Si couldn't write it, so Liu Ci read it beside him.